Wow, an update! finally! i bet half of you want to kill me by now. Oh well. It doesn't matter as long as you review...hehe


It's very hard for vampires to feel pain, and yet that was all Kagome felt. Her back ached, her fang s were poking into her lips, and head felt like a truck had run over it. Not to mention her wings….

Wait a minute, she thought, Wings?

What's going on here?

Kagome began to open her eyes slowly, trying to take in what had happened. She didn't remember much- just Master offering her his blood, her taking it, and then pain. Lots of pain. It was, as usual, dark in Master's chamber. The positioning of the moon told her it was about four in the morning- two hours until sunrise and nothing more.

"it's good to see you're awake," Boomed Master. Kagome felt arms that were unusually strong lift her up, and found herself staring into Master's wide eyes.

"wha..?" she stammered, still very groggy.

"don't worry, you'll be fine. It's transformation most don't survive. Seeing as you did, there isn't much to worry about" he continued. Kagome shook her head, trying to get things clearly. What was he talking about?

"you must be confused. I know I was when my master converted me." He continued. He was talking to her as if she was an old friend. Slowly, he sat her down in a chair. There was a large, stone round table and another chair. He took a seat as well.

"Master… What happened?" Kagome managed to say. Her voice was weak, but it was there.

"You have been converted, nightchilde. Call me Demetrius" he said.

"but I thought I already was a vampire"

"you were. And now you are more than just that- you are a progenitor. Let me show you"

Reaching into his robes, Demetrius pulled out a small silver mirror and handed it to Kagome. She took it, and was amazed to see her own reflection.

Here hair had straightened itself out, like a friend she once knew, but couldn't quite put her finger on. She paler than before- much more pale. Her fangs were now almost chin length, and had the slight red stain of being well used. Her eyes were now colder, more distant, and to her surprise, red.

" I can see myself…" she stated, awed. Demetrius nodded.

"it is a part of our being- you see, Vampires gain more power if they were at all holy. I myself was a priest of Eris, goddess of discord. When such a thing happens, the vampire's every fiber of being is heightened. For instance, we can go a few hours in sunlight. Crosses do not affect us, because we have no fear of god or the heaven we will never enter. And there are obvious mutations, such as those wings" he explained, gesturing to the wings that had sprouted out of Kagome's back.

"so I'm special?" Kagome concluded.

"very. Most priests have a sense of faith that's too strong, they die during conversion, unwilling to accept eternal damnation. There is something else that makes us special, Kagome"

"what?"

"we, among all other vampires, Are the only ones with the ability to reproduce- all others are sterile"


It was a good night for Willa Trenton. She had a job to work on, she was getting paid, and best of all, she was returning to her brood. Not that they would welcome her, but one could only ask so much. After all, no one likes an exile.

Of course, I wasn't always 'n exile, she thought with a smile. No, things had been different. She owed this life To Ketsueki….

It was a full moon in the small village. Moonlight shone everywhere, and it didn't please the clan. None of them liked any sort of light. But Willa was a half-breed, as they wouldn't let her forget. She didn't mind it at all. She smiled in the darkness, happy to have something to see by.

The boy they called Ketsueki was also a Dhampir, but he certainly wasn't as happy about it as Willa. He wanted more than anything else to be a full breed. So, like the more experienced Vampires, he acted like he shunned the light. But he too was happy for the bit of illumination.

" Fellows of the brood" Started Desmodus, the best orator of them all, " We have before us a problem"

Whispers went among the crowd. A blood shortage? Were they being discovered? The possibilities were endless.

"We have among us two Dhampir who have come of age at the same time. As all of you well know, we can only convert one of them" Continued Desmodus.

Willa looked to Ketsueki, who stared apathetically at the orator. Only one of us will come back here, she began to think, and it's gon' be me. She'd kill him as was the rite and finally be accepted here. Across form her, Ketsueki thought the exact same thing.

"Willa, Ketsueki, please come up here" Ordered Desmodus. There was a loud protest of the Dhampir coming to the podium, but Willa ignored them. They'd get theirs in time.

"Both of these young people are worthy. As is tradition, tonight they will fight to the death- and the winner will Feast upon the loser"

A cheer rang out now. Gain a pure breed, lose a mutt. What more could they ask for? They were desperate for food, feeling the need arise just from the mention of a feast.

"Also following tradition, The weapon will be the Kama" instructed Desmodus. From behind him, he produced two pairs of Sickles, with shortly cut rods. The blades had been intricately carved with the images of the Rite.

Willa grimaced as she accepted hers. The Kama were her worst weapon. Why can't we just use swords, or even whips, she thought solemnly. Next to her, Ketsueki grinned. He had been training with the Kama for years.

Immediately, a circle was cleared in the crowd, and The Dhampir were pushed to the ground. Using her only advantage, Willa broke her fall with her hand and back flipped to her feet, Giving The Kamas a little spin as a taunt. Even though Ketsueki was slower to his feet, they weren't allowed to attack until both of them were standing. Instead of taunting, Ketsu went straight to business, assuming the proper stance without a second thought.

"BEGIN!" at the command, Willa launched herself forward in a jumping tackle, rolling to try and sweep her sable-haired enemy. Ketsu jumped over Willa's sweep, executing a perfect Downward slash as he did so. He sliced her form left shoulder to right hip. Willa was intent, she barely felt it, and rolled to standing. They began to circle each other, eyes intent.

Without warning, Ketsu ran towards her, swinging for her head. She ducked, slicing him right in the abdomen. Like Willa, he didn't feel it, sidestepping and trying to catch her again. This time, she crossed the Kama in a parry. She rolled back, stood, and began to circle again.

This time, It was Willa who ran forward. Ketsu sidestepped and saw his opening, driving he Kama's blade deep into His opponent's stomach. Willa lurched forward, dropping her Kama and falling to the floor. Ketsu removed the blade just before she hit the ground.

Cheers rang out, yelling "feed! Feed!". The noise was deafening, cluttering his thoughts. He looked around and saw their hungry faces, filled with unnatural need. If he didn't do it, they would tear her apart.

He had no choice. He dropped his Kama, and took her wrist. Using his small fangs, he began to suck. He could feel her life force draining, feel himself getting stronger. But something at the back of his head kept telling him it wasn't right.

Before She died, he removed his lips from the wound and looked up. " I've drank as much as I needed. I will not Kill her"

There was an uproar. Why? It was the rite, it could not be abolished! What sort of Vampire wouldn't kill his prey?

Beneath him, Willa felt herself tearing up. Kill me now. I can't live with this humiliation…… It was the rite, she knew, and with a sickening feeling realized she would have killed him had their roles been reversed.

Willa Trenton sighed remembering that night. No matter what they said, Ketsueki wouldn't kill her, he yelled vehemently. So instead, they had branded her an exile and forgot about her. Why didn't he kill her? She still wondered to his day. She would have killed him.

She would have killed her own brother.


forget half- you all probably want to kill me now. Such along gap betweeen chapters, and then a cliffie? What sort of an evil person am i? Next chapter- if i told you, it would ruin the surprise...