Rachael was sitting on her bed when Van Helsing knocked quietly on her door.

"Come in."

Van Helsing entered and sat down in the chair next to her bed.

She was staring out the window at the moon. At last, she looked at him. "What you saw tonight…"

"Was rage."

"Yes."

"You hate vampires."

"Dark ones. I am a Silver one."

"You are neither. You where bitten by both."

"At heart, I am human. The vampire part of me is silver."

"Tonight you acted like a dark one."

"The day I act like a Dark one is when I fight Vladan." Rachael extended her hands. They where small and perfectly shaped. "And someday, I will."

"That day will come soon."

"I know."

"Cannot you not sleep?" asked Van Helsing.

"No."

"There is going to be a rebellion here soon."

"I know." Rachael's eyes went hard and red. They glowed in the darkness. "I'm ready."

Next morning, Van Helsing came and got Rachael.

"You're wanted."

"By?" asked Rachael.

"The council."

"Of?"

Van Helsing looked down at her.

"Dark or Silver?"

"Dark."

Rachael pulled on black leather gloves. "Get ready to be scared."

Suddenly someone grabbed her from behind and there was a hissing scream.

Van Helsing was knocked forward by Rachael's foot. He rolled over at the sound of a knife being pulled.

There was a black cloaked vampire behind Rachael with a large knife. He licked it and raised it above Rachael.

Suddenly Rachael whirled and buried her mouth in the side of the vampires neck.

He began screaming but Rachael's hand clamped across his mouth like a vice.

Van Helsing turned away as Rachael let the man drop to the floor.

Rachael stared down at him for a moment and then pulled a cloth from her pocket and wiped her mouth. "I warned them about this." She reached down and picked the dead vampire up by his collar and began dragging him down the hall.

She knocked the doors open with a sharp kick from her foot and marched into the room.

Vladan was sitting at the head of the council and stood to his feet when she came in.

"Your highness!"

Rachael let the dead vampire drop to the floor.

The Dark Council rose to their feet in a single motion when they saw the bite in the vampire's neck.

"I will not be intimidated," said Rachael, firmly. "I will not. I will not dance unless I hear music and I will not run unless there is a prize to be given. Do not let your life become my prize, Vladan." She turned and left the room.

The Council sung around and looked at Vladan.

Saril stepped out from behind the door, where she had hidden herself. "I thought you said she was not a vampire, Vladan," she hissed angrily. "And now she has killed my brother!" Saril let out a wail and ran to the dead vampire and knelt by it.

Vladan was pale. "I did not know," he whispered.

"She is a danger to all of us," cried Saril as she looked up.

The Council erupted.

"Look at that!"

"She bit him!"

"That's Lady Saril's brother!"

"One bite!"

"She killed Jasper last night!"

"I thought she wasn't a full vampire!"

"You said this would work, Vladan!"

"So far all you've done is get two of us killed!"

"You said this was fool proof!"

"Silence!" roared Vladan.

Instantly the room was silent.

"It was fool proof," said Vladan. "But ,unlike we thought, she is not fool."

"I could have told you that!" moaned Saril.

"She was the Princess of the Vampires!"

"She did not become that by being a fool."

Vladan sighed.

"How do we get rid of her!"

"We can't kill her."

"We must get rid of her before she kills all of us."

Vladan held up his hand and there was quiet. "I will think about it. and see what can be done."

Bo grabbed Rachael's arm out in the hall. "Rachael, there's going to be trouble."

"I know."

"No, you don't," said Bo firmly.

Rachael cocked her head. "What?"

Bo hesitated and looked down the hall.

Rachael grabbed Bo by her shoulders and shook her lightly. "Bo! You must tell me what you know! It' important."

"That was Saril's brother you just killed."

Rachael was pacing in Drake's office.

He was starring at her.

She looked at him. "What?"

"You killed him?"

"I did."

"How?"

"I bit him."

Drake groaned. "They didn't know."

"They do now," said Van Helsing.

Rachael scrubbed her mouth with the back of her hand and look of disgust was on her face. "I do not like the taste of blood."

Drake shook his head. "That's part of you, Rachael."

"I do not like the taste of blood," snapped Rachael. "it…it taste vile."

Van Helsing studied her for a moment. "Can you fly?"

Rachael looked at him. "No."

"What you did will turn into a war," said Drake.

Rachael nodded. "I'm ready." She turned and smiled. "But, there might not be a war."

"No war?" asked Drake. "The vampire you killed was Saril's brother."

"I know," said Rachael.

"What are you thinking?" asked Van Helsing as he watched Rachael.

"I…have a plan," said Rachael.

"you have a plan?" Van Helsing pulled his hat off and wiped his forehead. "This is serious, Rachael. This is no masked ball!"

"I am serious." The smile was gone from her face and her voice was cold and hard. "Deadly serious."

"You did what?" Van Helsing was staring at her. "You brought Karl here!"

"Actually, it was these two large vampires." Karl, a longtime friend of Van Helsing and a late monk, was standing in the middle of Rachael's room.

Rachael had led Van Helsing to her room and revealed Karl. He had been sitting there, a large box next to him, smiling.

"Yes, I brought Karl here," said Rachael. "For it is time to end this once and for all."

"What where you thinking?" hissed Van Helsing, his face dark with anger. "To bring him here only to have him killed or die of fright? He has a wife. Unlike us, he has responsibilities!"

"I doubt he will even lay eyes on a single vampire while he's here," said Rachael calmly. She was not in the least intimidated by Van Helsing's anger.

"How is he supposed to do that? He's looking at one right now!"

Karl's eyes got big and he stared at Rachael. "I left Kate to come and help a vampire?"

"Actually, a whole race of them," said Rachael. She turned away from Van Helsing and looked at Karl. "With your help and what you have in that box there, you will save the entire race of Silver Vampires. And destroy, once and for all, the Dark Vampires."

"What are you doing?" asked Van Helsing.

"Do you remember that last time, the first time you went to a Vampire Ball? And went out with a bang?" asked Rachael. She went over to the bed and pulled a knife. She cut the crate open.

"Yes." Van Helsing edged foreword and peered into the box.

"Let's just say the bang you had last time will be nothing compared to my bang." Rachael gently touched the glass jars full of a green liquid.

"But I thought a vampire could only be killed by a silver stake or silver bullets or silver something or other," said Karl.

Rachael smiled coldly. "Why do you think I had you add melted silver to these?"

"Drake, tonight, you will have every Silver Vampire go into the forest. Every single one. Not one can remain in this castle."

Drake looked at her. "Why?"

"Because, tonight it the end of the Dark Race."