Disclaimer: see chapter 1
A/N: Again not much changed, but I swear there are changes, bigger ones in later chapters
Funny Quotes:
Talking about car flip scene
Kate: Is this miniature or real thing?
Len: This is a miniature, this is all miniature.
Kate: Well I think that's very clever. And I like that you play with dolls and little toy cars.
Laughter
Len: Thank-you and I appreciate that you make that known to everybody.
Chapter 4:Memories
Felicite went up to her quarters, worry for Selene plaguing her mind. She dressed for sleep and dragged herself to bed. Sleep came slowly but soon took her mind.
"Cat," she heard the only female voice she knew call. She turned to confirm that the voice belonged to Selene and that she wanted her. Selene motioned for her to come, which she did obediently. "Since you can't remember your name, I'll just call you Cat," Selene clarified. She nodded; Cat seemed like something she could remember.
"Is this the child you found?" A new man had just come up behind Selene, although everyone was new but Selene.
"Yes, Kraven," Selene growled with a roll of her eyes.
"What is your name?" he asked Cat.
Cat looked from the man to Selene for the answer. "I've decide to call her Cat," Selene answered.
"What do you mean 'you've decided' to call her Cat, does she not have a name of her own?"
"She doesn't remember it. The lycan had thrown her hard against the wall. I found her unconscious and banged up," Selene answered.
Kraven looked from Selene to the child, contemplating his decision. "She can stay for now. Find her family and when you do, send her back," Kraven ordered. He turned on his heels and left the room.
"Who was he?" Cat asked.
"Kraven, the pathetic excuse for the leader of this coven," she answered with destine and hatred.
"Why do you hate him so much?"
"Many reasons, no need to get into them now," she responded. "Come, you need to go to the room. I need to go out."
Once the child was asleep on the couch in her room, Selene left the mansion and went to a house just outside of the city. Once there, she exited the silver sports car and entered through the wide open door. The yellow crime tape waved in the gentle, icy wind. Selene took a deep breath and entered the vacant house, hand on the guns that rested in their holsters hidden under the black leather coat. Fingerprint dust covered most of the furniture. She soon came upon the chalk outline where a dead body once laid. Claw marks were randomly etched in the walls and floor, while blood that had been flung around or leaked from the victim, stained the immediate vicinity. Selene continued past the outline, carefully avoiding it, and up the stairs. At the top, a long ominous hallway greeted her. Halfway down the corridor, she turned left into an open door. Beyond the white door, the white room held nothing but a bed, bureau, clock and calendar that hung on the far wall. The window in the wall to her right was broken, allowing in the gentle breeze. The close wall to her left held a dent where the lycan had thrown Cat.
She went to the bureau where various types of jewelry, pictures and a few small nic-nacs littered the top. Selene collected the pictures and an unsent letter addressed to Julia Corven. Before she got a chance to read the letter, a horrible sound came to her ears, a lycan's call.
She stuffed the pictures and letter into her coat, dashing out of the room and down the hall. Down the stair in the living room, stood a large muscular man. He faced Selene and with lightning speed, both drew their weapons. He barely missed her Selene but she hit her target right on. A whole clip was soon imbedded in his skin. Yet, he drew a new weapon as he fell to the floor, a lighter. With a flick of his thumb, the rug lit fire. The red and yellow flames soon spread as he lit the couch by his left hand. Flames soon engulfed the room. Selene ran for the door escaping just before the upstairs began to blaze.
Once in the car, Selene floored the gas petal. The wheels spun in desperation to grip, and once they found it, the car sped out of the driveway and down the vacant roads. The clock read 6:10AM, just before dawn. Within minutes, she was at the mansion, with time to spare.
Selene took the opportunity to get sustenance and then look up any information on the sleeping child. The name Felicite Vander was the name signed at the bottom of the letter. This name brought up Cat's picture and information. She had moved in with her grandfather only a week ago. Her parents had died for unknown reasons and without any other known living relatives in America, she moved to Hungary. The printer slowly spat out the papers allowing Selene to take them to Kraven.
He was found in his office, sitting with a cigarette. "Her family is dead," she said tossing the packet of papers across the desk at him.
"What?" he asked, picking up the scattered papers.
"Cat, well Felicite. Her family is dead. I can't send her back if there is no one to send her to," she said.
"I doubt there is no one, " he said with skepticism.
"She's American. She moved here only a week ago because none of her family in America is alive," she explained.
"Then send her to an orphanage. Get her out of my house," he ordered.
"This is still Viktor's house," she spat. She took a deep breath and made her point. "The child's family was killed by those disgusting animals. I want to give her the same chance that Viktor gave me. The chance to avenge her family."
"Absolutely not."
"She will not be missed. Her family is dead, the police believe her to be dead, and her memory is gone. She is 17, so next year if placed in an orphanage, she would be turned out to live on her own. She wouldn't make it," she argued.
"Your attachment is ridiculous. She is not a vampire so she can not stay." Selene only glared at him. Realizing she wouldn't win, Selene turned on her heels and stormed from his office.
As she busted through the doors leading into her room, the noise awoke Cat. Cat sat up on and looked at Selene. "Why are you so upset?" she asked sleepily.
Selene jumped at the sound of teen's voice not expecting her to be awake. "I found your family, Cat, but they are dead," she stated, frustration in her voice. She looked over at Cat, pulled out the letter and pictures, and handed them to her. "I found theses at your grandfather's house."
Cat flipped through the pictures and then through the printed papers. "So my name is Felicite Vander." Selene nodded. "I like Cat better," she informed. She finished with the papers and set them aside. "So I guess I get to stay here," she said looking straight at Selene.
"Cat, I wish you could live here but a human can not live among the immortal."
"What do you mean?"
"We are Vampires. The only way to live here is to be a Vampire," she explained.
"Then make me a vampire," she suggested, as if it were that simple.
"It's not that easy," Selene began.
"I thought to turn someone all you have to do is bite them?"
"That's true, but it's risky. Most people don't make it past the first hour; the virus that turns you can be deadly. Are you willing to take the risk?" Selene said.
Felicite thought about it for a few moments. She nodded. "If I stay here, I will have a real home. I can train and avenge my family and in the end that's all that matters. I want those monsters dead," she growled.
Selene came and sat beside her. "This may sting," she warned, her fangs extended and eyes turned blue.
Felicite awoke, the memory of her dream still vivid in her mind. It still amazed her how she could have memories of events she hadn't been at while all the events in her life that occurred over three years ago, were gone. Selene had told her when she first had that dream that when she had bitten her some of Selene's memories transferred to her.
She slipped out of bed and sat in front of the nightstand. She opened the drawer before her and pulled out a buried folder. Inside sat the pictures, letter, and printed papers from her dream. She flipped through the pictures and found the same picture as she had found in Michael's apartment of him with a dark haired woman. "Julia," she said. Her thoughts were disrupted by the sound of someone busting into her quarters.