Disclaimer: see chapter 1

A/N: no real major changes in this chapter.

Funny Quote:

Watching the beginning of the movie as Michael enters the subway

Speedman: At this point I though it was still cool that there were rain machines and I was getting wet, but by the end-

Len: you were over it-

Speedman: I was cursing water. Short pause I kept slipping there, falling.

Chapter 2: Party, what Party?

Selene and Felicite eventually joined Erika up to their shared bedroom. It was more of a sweet, with two bedrooms off a shared common room and a single bath for just those rooms. It was large, but only the best was acceptable for the "daughter" of Viktor. By the time they joined her, Erika was already dressed in her party attire, a strapless black and white evening gown that poofed at the bottom but was form fitting at the top.

Selene went straight to her desk with her laptop. As soon as it was booted up, she plugged in the disk from the camera they had been using earlier that night for surveillance. Felicite joined her, pulling up a near by chair. Selene began to flip through the pictures, scanning each for something unknown even to her. Both of their attentions were plastered to the computer screen while Erika went through their cloths, looking for something for each of them to wear.

Erika started with Felicite. Not too long after starting, she emerged from Felicite's room, having left her finding on the bed. Felicite was not important, she merely worried about her because if she didn't, Selene would not go and then Kraven would be angry. Next, she went to Selene's room and began shifting through her cloths. She emerged a bit later with a practically see through, black, sequin dress. She walked up to the antique full-length mirror that sat in the common room, looking at the dress as she spread it out properly across the hanger. "Oh yes, you should definitely wear this one, it's perfect," Erika said as she turned to see Selene's reaction. She merely glanced up, then returned to her work.

Selene had found something of interest. In most of the pictures the man from the subway was in front of the lycan scum. She zoomed in on his face, which was hard to see because of the hoody he was wearing. "They were after you," was all she muttered. Felicite looked at her with confusion, but when sensing no answer forthcoming she merely went back to looking at the screen.

Erika was intrigued by her comment. Hanging the dress on the mirror, she went around behind the two and looked at the screen between their heads. "He's attractive, for a human," she commented with a grin.

"Who's attractive?" Kraven asked, entering the room. He was wearing his own flashy evening attire. With a single look both Erika and Felicite exited the room. Erika went to go prepare more for the party as Felicite went into her room. She found the simple black dress that Erika had laid out for her and began to dress in it. With the rooms as quiet as they were, she could hear the conversation happening just beyond her open door.

"You know I was planning to have you at my side this evening," Kraven said, a bit annoyed at her insolence.

"Take Erika, she dying to be at you side," Selene suggested.

"If you ask me, you take this warrior business far to seriously. You can't undo the past no matter how many you kill," he enlightened. "And besides, what's the point in being immortal, if you deny yourself the simple pleasures in life."

"Do you see this human?" she asked, ignoring his ranting.

"What of him?" he asked in return, very unconcerned with her strange passions.

"I can't be positive, but I believe the lycans were -," she was interrupted by the sound of a car pulling up and the watchdogs barking. 'Ironic,' Felicite thought. 'We despise the lycans and yet use their "cousins" to do our bidding.'

"Put on something elegant and be quick about it," he ordered.

"Kraven, I'm serious, I think they were following him," she protested.

"Other than food, why would lycans stalk a human?" Kraven asked.

"I don't know," Selene answered, slightly discouraged by his question.

With a smug smile Kraven said, "Well, get ready and come downstairs, Amelia's envoy is already here. Don't be too long," he added as he turned and exited the room.

Felicite emerged from her room, completely ready, and looking quite unhappy. "Come on Selene, if I have to dress up, so do you," she complained. But Selene did not budge; barely even acknowledged that life existed around her. "Selene?" Felicite called, making sure she heard her.

"We have more important things to attend to. You wanted to go on a mission, well here's your chance, get changed again," she ordered, still staring at the computer screen.

"But what about the party?" Felicite asked.

"You actually want to go?"

"No, -"

"Well, they won't miss us," Selene argued.

"They won't miss me, but Kraven will notice if you aren't there," Felicite protested. Selene merely looked up with an and-I-would-care-because look. "Okay, but it was your idea," she said, turning to go get changed. Inside she was leaping for joy. Not only did she get to go on a mission with Selene, but she also got out of the stiff of a party downstairs. She reentered the common room dressed in black jeans and black tank top. Selene threw her a coat and opened the window to the outside world. Felicite merely smiled as she donned the coat and followed Selene out the window, leaving the dresses still on the mirror and floor.