A/N: I have been working on this story I swear! Actully, not really. I mean yes, but the plot bunny for it just would not let me write it. More at the end.

Disclaimer: I don't own these people.

Sarah knew what she had to do. She was going to become the hunter, as she always was, never to be the hunted. She had to leave as soon as possible. That would leave no time for her mother to plan. She raced back to the house and up to the house, through the bustling party and up to her room. Kristopher followed her immediately, sensing the urgency in her steps. Sarah did not sense him, for her mind was on the task ahead of her.

Once in her room, she went to her dresser and opened the bottom drawer. After rummaging through it for awhile, she found her old knife. Nikolas had let her keep it, knowing that she would not use it on him or his family. She looked at it, now knowing why Dominique had not sent her sister or come herself. She thought Sarah weak, that she would kill herself rather than face her mother. This would have been what Sarah Vida, three months before, would have done. This was not what she was going to do now. She was going to face her mother, show her that she was not weak.

"What are you doing?" Kristopher asked, though it was not a question. The hurt in his voice portrayed what he felt. He did not want to lose Sarah; he feared what she would do. He loved her, and would try his best to stop her from doing this.

"Not what you think. I was challenged, by my mother. To kill myself or to have her come after me. I was never the hunted, if I could help it. I will not let her find me, killing in her path. I am going to find her, and if I must, use this." She held out the knife. The determination in her voice was evident; Kristopher knew that he could not stop her, even if he tried.

"You know that one of you will not survive the fight, that your own mother would kill you." Kristopher whispered.

"I have been dead to her since I lost control and punched through a window. I let my emotions control me for an instant. Ever since she has looked down upon me. She was never a mother to me; she was a cold, distant commodore, who expected orders to be followed. Now I am free, and I do not want to let it go." Sarah finished, putting the knife in her boot. She had to finish this tonight. The night was still young, she had to know that her mother would not try to find her as she slept, as Kristopher and Nissa slept. "I'm going tonight, not." She said softly, hugging him.

"I love you." Kristopher said what they both felt. He did not want to see her die, to lose her after he had finally known her.

"I love you too, but this is something I have to do now, for myself, to really be free of her." Sarah parted with Kristopher. She cleared her mind; she shimmered to the house that was for a short time her home.

A/N(again): Ok so I just couldn't write this for a really long time. So here it is, I already have more chapters written, well more written, but I am to lazy to type it right now. Hehehe, writing essay in class, or this?

Bac210: Thank you for the review! Here is more and I know it has been like four months.

A Little Birdie: I was disappointed too. I am also disappointed with Snakecharm. I know I have a differnt style, everyone does and I do not think I could copy hers.

BloodSoakedTiger: Thank you for the review.

Koolio: Sorry you had to wait so long. Thanks for the review.

Kristina: Thanks and sorry for keeping you waiting.

Holly Arwen Granger: Well I'm going to end it my way and yes I am lazy and probably won't type this whole thing until tomorrow night, and its late and the keys are sticky.

Riles: Thank you for the review, and I think yours is the most recent review so you didn't have to wait as long.

A/N: Again, REALLY SORRY. But I have more written and am just being lazy about typing.