Chapter one

Stanton scoped out MacArthur Park, expecting to see the usual. A bunch of homeless, drug dealers, and the occasional Follower. He sighed, disappointed with his adventure of tonight. Maybe he would just go back to the squat where all the other followers and initiates lived and take a break. Rain pounded on the ground making him look up at the sky that flashed with heat lighting. His head cocked to the side in wonder as a strange feeling came over him. Something was going to happen. At that moment there was a bright flash and a bang that made him look forward. A girl that looked about the age of 15 fell down from the sky and slammed into the mud. He walked forward curiously and then kneeled beside her. She had blue hair that had blond in it. Her skin was fair and she was probably around 115 pounds. Stanton moved his hand gently beneath her head and lifted it up, trying to wake her. Her eyes opened slightly and then she grimaced in pain and closed them. His eyes widened, hers had been a bright glowing yellow. Stanton's free hand moved his fingers along her collarbone until they met with a cold metal. He brought it up and studied the charm that hung on the metal. It was a sun that glowed as he touched it and it had a face on it that smiled a broad grin. He quickly drew back as it shot a burst of light at him, almost like a dog would protect its master. Stanton sat there in the downpour thinking of what he should do. ' I could turn her in to the Atrox, they might want something with her. Or maybe I can find out more about her. She definitely isn't a Daughter of the Moon.' Finally he slipped his other arm underneath her knees and lifted her up. Stanton saw Cassandra heading towards him and he quickly turned into a shade and traveled like this all the way back to the squat. When there he materialized and kicked the door open. No one was there, he couldn't understand why. But he made his way quickly upstairs to his bedroom and came across a problem. She was wet and being in a bed with wet clothes wouldn't help her. Stanton grimaced as he realized what he had to do. He set her down in one of the two chairs furthest from the bed. His hand reached out grabbing the top of her shirt. With his other arm he propped her forward and gently tugged at her top. As it slid off she opened her eyes groggily and he froze with fear still holding the shirt.

"What are you doing?" she asked not moving.

He gently pulled his arm out from behind her and she fell back almost limp with pain and wetness. "Your wet, I can't put you in the bed with wet clothes."

"Don't rape me... "She moaned with fresh tears streaming out of her pleading glowing eyes.

His hand brushed along her face trying to comfort her. "I wasn't going to, don't worry. I'm just trying to keep you from getting sick." He forced a smile. Stanton walked over to the dusty dresser and opened it, then coming back over to her with a pair of pants and a shirt. He helped her get into warmer clothes and then helped her over to the bed. As she climbed in, he asked her a nagging question.

"What's your name?"

"Ah..." she bit her lip looking as if she was trying to remember. Then her face lit up, "I think its Kay." Then she gave him a questioning look as for him to return his name.

"Stanton." He said pulling the covers tightly up to her face. Immediately her eyes closed half way drowsily. He pressed into her mind very carefully. He saw Kay twitch and he pulled out of it when he realized she had no idea where she was, let alone who she was or her history.

"Well, just sleep for right now, I'll find out everything I can about you so your not so lost." Stanton said with a hint of depression in his voice.

Kay looked stunned. "Did you just read my mind?"

"Sleep," he whispered into her ear and brushed his hands over her eyes. Kay instantly was in a coma like state.

The Dream

Kay walked forward around the darkness she was in. She shivered in the coldness of it and felt an evil surround her. It swirled up her legs and around her waist, finally engulfing her in all of its attempts to make her evil. She gasped for breath and she felt hope being sucked from her. Then she felt a velvet like fabric brush against her hand and she grabbed it, not wanting to ever let it go. Then as soon as it had come, the darkness left as a burst of light protruded from her charm. A very beautiful woman appeared in front of her and whispered to her. 'Go with the daughters of the moon.' she coaxed, 'they will take you to a woman who will guide you through this hardship. But be aware of the dark love...' The world around her spun and she felt dizzy.

End of Dream

Kay sat up quickly looking around her and sweating profusely. Stanton looked down at his arm where she clutched the sleeve of his velvet shirt. He eyed her with curiousness and decided to read her mind and find what she had dreamt about that could make her toss and turn and grab his sleeve so tight. As he did this, he noticed that somehow she had a wall up that he could not pass. He tried harder but did not succeed. Stanton looked at her quizzically. There was no possible way she could protect her mind from him especially when she knew nothing about reading minds. All of a sudden, Vanessa materialized in front of him and he stood up ready to defend what he had.

"Give her to me Stanton," She glared at him with a ferocity he could easily outmatch.

"Why do you want her any ways? I found her, and how did you find the squat?" asked Stanton glaring at her and slowly building his power.

"Stanton! Let us have her. I led them here." Said a familiar voice behind him.

"S...Serena?" he asked with a quiver in his voice and turning around. Jimena stood beside her glaring daggers. Catty fell down in front of him out of nowhere.

"Heh heh...sorry about that guys, I uh, was just looking for more clues." She said standing up with a red cast to her face. Catty could go through time, Jimena got premonitions, Serena could read minds, and Vanessa could expand her molecules to go invisible. They were the Daughters of the Moon.

"You can't have her Serena." Stanton said with remorse in his voice. He loved Serena so dearly but she had hurt him time and again. Their love could never be because she was so devoted to being a goddess and she wanted to destroy the Atrox. He was the Prince of the Night, one of the strongest of the Atrox members. Few were above him and he was accepted to the Inner Circle. When she turned 17 her powers would be gone and she would have the choice to stay with him, or go to somewhere no one knew about and feared.

Serena took her chance as he had let his guard down. She blasted him with a wave or energy through his brain and he stumbled backward. 'Sorry...' he heard her say into his mind as they grabbed Kay and disappeared immediately, leaving him alone in the room.