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January 12

This nights spying at Statute Park did not go as planned. Yes, the lycans showed up. We were upwind, fortunately, for part of the time. Then the dealer showed up. It was Leonid Forescu. He is a human that us with our arms. He apparently is supplying weapons for both sides. I got some good pictures of the rendezvous. The lycans bought one thousand rounds of ammo and some guns. Then the lycans caught wind of us. Things got a little hairy, especially when a masked person showed up and started to kill the lycans.

I figured that the person was on our side. It was torching the lycans to death with a flame thrower. Then it turned to Diego. He had nowhere to go and was caught directly in the path of the orange glow. I became really angry, listening to the dying shrieks of my fellow Death Dealer and friend. I jumped out and started pumping the trigger of my gun, spraying bullets everywhere. This did not dissuade the person. I was forced to retreat behind statues as the flame throwing idiot came towards me. As I was retreating behind the statue of the man holding the world I got a good idea. I raced towards the statue, jumping up to cling onto the fingers. I sung back and forth to gain momentum before, POW! Hitting the world with my feet, I sent it tumbling towards the flame thrower, blood pouring out of a bullet supplied by the same idiot.

I ran to by car, parked incognito a few blocks away. I fished the bullet out and drank a blood pack I had stored in the glove compartment. As I tasted the cool metallic blood, my fear diminished and I was able to think more easily. Is there more than one side? Was it a human? I couldn't tell. Whoever it was disguised their scent well. Leonid obviously knew the person was coming; he was anxious to leave. He didn't even check the deposit the lycans gave him. Most unusual. I think I must have a chat with him soon. I will ask Kahn to let me go and interrogate him. But for now, a serious question remains: have the humans found about our war? Is there another side? Who was this mysterious killer. I must find out.

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As time slowly progressed, I became adept at fighting and firing weapons. I became an excellent markswoman and a deadly swordsman. I fought with my sire's sword, which Viktor kindly lent me. I looked forward to the time when I would be able to claim my right as a Death Dealer and kill my first lycan, avenging my parents death. While training on the course, I continually saw their blood-soaked corpses. Their very presence in my heart kept me driving forward, as much as I could, to be the best and most deadly vampire warrior.

Even though I knew over a hundred different ways to kill someone I was still very young and naïve, as Viktor would indirectly point out from time to time. Like the one time I asked him about the famous Count Dracula. I was just curious if he was a myth or real. Viktor looked amused at my question. "Dracula is not a myth. She was a real vampire, a real vampire who broke some rules and was put to death because of it."

"Dracula was a she? What did she do?" I wanted to know.

"Dracula was a binge drinker. She had no respect for humans and often gorged herself on human blood. She lived her life as a vampire out in the open. Many of the coven didn't feel that this was very," he searched for the term, "astute. The council voted, and they sent out a team of Death Dealers to retrieve her. After she was brought here, she was closely questioned and reprimanded. However, it didn't sway her. She didn't change her ways and the whole of the council voted for her death, my vote included. Elders are not all powerful, you must understand. We can be overridden, but only if all of the council is together on a decision."

"What happened to Dracula after that?"

"She was tied up and left for the sun."

"And her…body?"

"Left for the wind to blow her ashes away." I was silent for a while.

"Viktor, when will I be allowed to go out on hunts?"

"Did you ever have a wife?" I asked.

Viktor stiffened. "That is a very personal question but I will answer it, because it was meant kindly. Yes, I did have a wife. She is dead though."

"I'm sorry. What happened to her?"

Viktor was silent for a moment. "She was killed, decapitated by a mindless monk and his followers of petty superstitious mortals. Her name was Ilona. She smart, beautiful, and regal. She was a head Death Dealer."

"Did you have any children?"

Viktor took a long while to answer. "Yes, I once did. A daughter named Sonya. She was everything to me. She was also killed a while back. It is forbidden to speak her name now."

I too sat in silence, not wanting to probe him for more direct answers. "You must miss them a lot."

"Yes, I do. But I have moved on and left the past to be past. You are now my daughter and I love you as one." I felt I couldn't say anything. I loved Viktor, but no one could replace my father. "I do not wish to replace your own late father though," Viktor said, guessing my mind.

I turned to look at him. "How did you know what I was thinking?" I was curious.

"It was easy to guess from your posture and emotions showing on your face." I scowled, angry that I had let my emotions show. "Don't be angry with yourself Selene. You still have much to learn."

"Like what?"

Viktor didn't answer me. He just sat back, eyeing me with a scrutiny that made me feel uncomfortable. "When will I be able to go out on a hunt?" I asked, changing the subject.

"When you are ready." That was not what I wanted to hear.

"But I am ready. I've trained hard and risen in rank fast. I want to avenge my parents death!"

"Do not raise your voice to me," Viktor's tone was ice cold. "When you are ready you will go out on a hunt."

"What must I do to be considered ready?" I answered coolly, my tone icy, and my face a hard mask.

"You must never betray your emotions. You must be a rock, strong and firm. You must not weald to temptations. You must respect vampires older than yourself."

"I do respect vampires older than myself," I told him.

Viktor raised one eyebrow. "What about Kraven."

I sneered at the name. "He deserves no respect. He is rude, insolent, and a brown-noser. He only cares for himself, his whore, and his own physical wants and desires."

Viktor glared at me. "And on what basis you do throw these accusations?"

"My own experience. He is rude. He grovels in front of those more powerful to gain power himself. He always has to have the fanciest, most expensive clothes. He has slept with nearly all the vampire women in this mansion. He is despicable. I hate him. Every day he tries to get me to go to bed with him. I am not unscrupulous! I have morals. I will not sleep with anyone. I am a virgin and wish to remain so."

Viktor sat up, looking hard at me. "Has he actually tried to do anything?"

"He tries to kiss me and sometimes walks in on me when I am taking a bath or when I have just finished and haven't dressed yet. He says he wishes to see if I am well or not. My answer hasn't changed in the past two weeks and yet he still keeps it up," I said ashamedly.

Viktor nodded, touching me lightly on the head. "Sleep now, child. I will talk to him." He left the room and I felt drowsy and fell asleep almost immediately.

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Then

Viktor strolled down the corridors of his mansion casually, searching all the while for Kraven. It didn't take him long to find the vampire, creeping down the hallway towards Selene's room. "Kraven."

Kraven spun about, falling to his knees when he saw it was Viktor. "Forgive me my Lord, but I didn't see you standing there."

"And where might you be going to?"

"I was just making sure that everything is to Selene's expectations."

"She is perfectly fine, Kraven. As she has been for the past few weeks. If there is something she desires or needs, she will tell you. You need not follow her around or go into her room."

"Of course, my Lord. If you say so, I will refrain from my small acts of kindness."

"Why are you drawn to her Kraven?"

"She is beautiful my Lord and an excellent Death Dealer. She would be a perfect consort."

"Whore, you mean Kraven. You do not want her as a consort, you want her sexually. And I forbid you from it, unless she decides to be yours. Do I make myself clear Kraven?"

"Yes my Lord," Kraven assured him. In his mind, he was already formulating a plan to get her to love him. He would fulfill her desire of going out on a hunt. After all, the forbidden fruit is always more appealing then the fruit you already have.

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