Marquette walked into Planet Bang, grinning and glancing around. She had been to a club only once before, with Aidrian. Her eyes welled with unwanted tears at the thought of him. She blinked them away. This was not a night of old memories and tears. She was here to have fun!

She smiled at the looks guys gave her. She knew she looked good. Tonight was the first night she dressed to look like a goddess, so she took great care. She wore a silver halter with a black mini. From her shoulders to the back of her hands were silver swirls that sparkled in the flashing club lights. Around her neck, she wore her ankh and her moon amulet out openly. Her hair was braided and plaited, silver pieces of jewelry threaded through it. She wore silver eye shadow that feathered out onto her face, and, beneath her eyes, she wore kohl like the ancient Egyptians wore. Giant hoops hung from her ears, catching the light as much as anything else on her. She glowed, like a goddess. Like how Serena told her she needed to dress for the night.

"Wow. Very goddess-like," Serena approved. Her and the girls looked very goddess themselves, Marquette saw as she looked them over as well.

Serena was in a black mini dress, Vanessa in a slinky mini skirt and tank that sparkled pink, Tianna in a pair of tight jeans and a halter, and Catty in a green mini dress with a leather coat. Jimena had opted for a date night with her boyfriend instead of coming out with them.

"You look great yourselves," Marquette replied, grinning.

Kearney slid up next to her quietly. Her red hair was pinned up, the ends slightly curled. She wore a red tank top and black capris. Around her neck was her dragon medallion and, like Marquette had guessed, a moon amulet. Her lips were ruby red and glossy, matching her red eye shadow. Her arms sparkled with body glitter. She had been a goddess in disguise as well.

Tianna exchanged looks with the other Daughters. Another Daughter? She asked Serena.

Guess so, was her reply.

"You guys, this is Kearney. She's new," Marquette introduced.

"Nice to meet you," Vanessa replied. "I'm Vanessa."

"Catty."

"Tianna."

"Serena."

"Nice to meet you," Kearney yelled over the music.

"Well, what are we here for? Let's dance!" Marquette suggested. The girls laughed and began to move to the music.

Marq pulled Kearney over to her and began dancing. Kearney grinned, overwhelmed by Marquette's enthusiasm. Marq moved her hips provocatively, enjoying the way the men stared. Her animalistic nature over took her. Kearney tried to match her moves, also enjoying the attention, even if it was only directed at her because of Marq.

"You're a bad influence," she told Marquette. Marq grinned in reply.

The blonde closed her eyes, feeling the music flow through her. She continued teasing the guys around her with her dancing body. She remembered how Aidrian loved when she did that to him. God, she missed him so much. But, he was dead. As dead as her parents.

Serena moved against Marquette as she moved in to dance with her and Kearney. She could feel her in her mind, the odd sensation of being invaded.

How did Aidrian die?

Can't you see that, too?

I don't want to pry.

I don't want to talk about it.

Understood. You think Kearney is a Daughter, too?

Yes. Odd, huh?

Very.

Marquette stopped dancing. Serena's amulet was glowing, along with Kearney's and her own. They had told her they only did that around members of the Atrox, alerting them of danger.

Serena rested her hand on Marquette's arm, trying to calm her. But the blonde couldn't stay calm. Not with that smell. She knew she could only smell it because of her heightened senses, and it was generally a normal smell to her now. She could smell it on her friends, and on herself, daily. Now it was really strong.

A guy walked over to them, his attire entirely black, his blonde hair spiked. He slipped his arm around Serena's waist, his intense blue eyes on Kearney and Marquette.

"Marquette, this is Stanton. He's my boyfriend," Serena informed, giving her a look to keep her calm.

A low, guttural growl came from the base of her throat. "He's one of them."

"The Atrox, you mean?" Stanton asked her, his face smug and so close to being smashed by Marquette's fist.

"No. I meant that you have their stench."

"And you have the remnants of the dead stuck to you. How interesting," he mused boredly, unamused by what she was saying.

Serena pulled Stanton away from Marquette. She smiled apologetically at her as they turned and headed to the back of the club.

"Don't mind them, you two," Vanessa said behind them.

Kearney and Marquette turned. Kearney was confused, and Marquette was still trying to calm herself. The girls were with their boyfriends Michael, Kyle, and Derek, now.

"You okay, Marq?" Tianna asked.

She nodded. That Stanton, he just pissed her off with all his damn cockiness. How could Serena be with him, being their enemy and all? She scolded herself silently. She was the one having dreams about men who probably didn't exist. After all, what would she know? The only boyfriend she had had been Aidrian, and she had killed him.

Kearney leaned in close. "You want to go?"

"Yeah, come on. We have to talk anyway."

Kearney nodded as she made her way to the entrance. Marq followed her, her steps graceful as she skirted people in the way, leaving the Daughters behind.