Disclaimer: see chapter 1

A/N: changed where the letter was, cause it was inconsistent with the later chapters, otherwise the events are mainly the same, a few of the wordings have been changed.

Funny Quote:

Watching the movie

Erika: Her human, Michael, he's not a human at all…

Kate: He's Canadian

Speedman: I'm Canadian

Laughter

Speedman: What no! Not another Canadian.

Len: Canadian, Jesus

Kate: Get them out of the industry

Chapter 7: Questions Answered by Questions

Returning to the their room, Selene went directly into the bathroom to shower. Felicite went into her room and grabbed her long leather coat. On the inside was a large pocket perfect for storing the dairy until a more ideal time to return it (like after she read more). As she got to the door of her bedroom, the letter on the bureau caught her eye. Noting that the shower had only just turned on, she figured she had time to spare in order to read it. She picked it up and sat slowly on the bed, enchanted by the fear and excitement of learning what was inside.

The envelope, addressed to Julia Corven, came willing open since it was never sealed to be sent. Inside was a single letter folded in thirds. She opened it and read it to herself:

"Dear Mr. And Mrs. Corven, (I just can't get over saying that.)

Hope you had a good time on your honeymoon. I miss you both so much. I am so proud of you, Michael, for getting into Medical School, at Duke no less. If I can scrounge up the money and get permission, I will get back for your graduation from Under-grad.

Thanks for my birthday gift. I have been wearing it constantly since it came. I love it. It is such a beautiful locket with its embossed C. I can't believe you actually got me a locket to represent my mother's bloodline. I love it.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you I got an A on my ancestry project. Thanks Michael for sending that family tree of your father's. It really helped. The teacher was most intrigued when I was able to trace my lineage all the way back to the Covinus Warlord. Anyway, hope to see you guys soon.

Love,

Felicite Vander"

With finishing the letter, she refolded and returned it to the envelope. Her mind was whirling. Although the letter had answered a few of her questions, such as why that lycan had called her Corven and why that name had seemed so familiar when she first heard it, but it also aroused the question of how she was related to Michael. She knew now that she knew him before her move to Hungary, and that he was still in America for sometime. But was the Michael from the letter the same as the one Selene found just a day ago? She reached up innately and touched the one thing she had always had in her possession from her past, the golden locket dangling from her neck. It was the one described in the letter. Many times she had opened it in hopes of finding a memory from her past and this time was no different. Yet as all the times before, she found it to be empty.

The sound of the shower shutting off pulled her from her thoughts. She put the letter down on the bed and wandered back into the common room, black leather trench coat in hand. As she entered the next room she heard the tap run for a few brief moments, then the squeaking from a finger writing on a fogged mirror. She knew the sound well because she would almost always draw on the mirror at the end of her showers just for fun. As soon as she stopped writing, Selene began to speak, though to whom, Felicite did not know.

"Please forgive me… but I desperately need your guidance. I apologize for breaking the chain and awakening you ahead of schedule, but I fear we may all be in grave danger. Especially you my lord, if left in your weakened state. For I believe that Lucian is alive and well. Here, now, in this very city, preparing to hit us during the awakening ceremony. Even more disturbing, that if I'm correct, it would mean Kraven is in league with him." Selene let out a deep sigh and began to shuffle around to get redressed.

Yet Felicite's jaw dropped at hearing Selene's hypothesis. Kraven in league with the worst of the lycan scum, the very creature he was said to have killed. That was almost as preposterous as her theory to be related to Michael. But at least she had some proof, unlike Selene. Or did Selene have some proof that she was unaware of.

Selene emerged fully dressed in a clean death dealer suite and began towards the door. She looked tense, almost worried about whatever task she was off to perform. "Wait!" Felicite called out, after Selene had walked past, not even noticing her.

"Yes Cat," she responded irritably.

"I need to talk to you, hence why I was standing here," she explained, almost as annoyed back.

"About what?" she asked, softening her tone. She motioned with her head for them to walk and talk, allowing her to continue to where ever it is she so desperately needed to go. Felicite followed innately as she always did.

"About the night you found Michael," she answered having also softened her harsh tone. Selene furrowed her brow in confusion, silently asking what the other was about to answer. "When I jumped through the window at Michael's apartment, one of the Lycans followed. I shot him multiple times but before he died, he called me Corven and informed me that he gave me the scar on my neck. HHow he could have done and known all that?"

Selene paused, as though unready for the questions just thrown at her. With a deep breath she began walking again and answering her question. "I followed a pair of Lycans to your grandfather's house. They had covered their trail well, leaving a good hour gap between us. I entered the house to a sight not too different then that of all Lycan attacks, although they are rarely on humans. The biggest difference besides it being a human, was that he was bled dry, as though they needed the blood for something. I heard rustling up the stairs so I continued through the house until I came to your room, where they were attempting to do the same to you. However I had caught them in the beginning of their work, because they had only begun to fill the very first tube. As soon as I fired the first shot, they leapt out the window leaving everything but the syringe in the one Lycan's hand, which he had ripped from you, giving you that scar line on your neck. I took the blood and you back here, but no one would listen to my proposition, so nothing further was done about it. Kraven didn't even want me…to…" she trailed off.

"Turn me."

"How did you know?"

"Blood memories, but I never saw what you just described." Selene nodded. "But that still doesn't explain why he called me by my mother's maiden name."

"How do you know your mother's maiden name?"

"It's in that letter from my house."

"Well, your grand father was probably mother's father and the name was probably on the door or something," she offered. Felicite agreed having no better theory.

"So they never did look into why they would have bleed my grandfather and I?"

"No. Like I said, they thought I was crazy. Said it was probably some random occurrence to do with some weird ritual. I never believed it, but right now I have a more pressing matter to tend to," she said, stopping in front of a familiar set of doors.

"And what is that?"

"Save Viktor."