BOSTON, JAN. 5th 11:00 A.M.

Felicia was enjoying a morning cup of coffee when she heard someone come up behind her, she turned around to see who else but Michael (hint: unlike us or Jon, she doesn't know who he is) standing behind her, "Oh my it is you…I didn't know at first—I—I mean when I saw you I didn't think it could've been…" Michael stuttered.

"And who'd you be?" Felicia asked.

"Oh, sorry…how unlike me, name's Michael…Michael Nighttale, and I'm actually a big fan of yours Felicia." Michael explained.

"Really?" Felicia asked.

Michael nodded; he then looked at her eyes and asked, "What's wrong love?"

She then looked at Michael, "Oh—it's nothing, really."

Michael shook his head in disbelief, "I don't buy that…something's troubling you, come on. Just tell Michael Vincent Nighttale your trouble and he'll try and give you his advice."

Felicia looked at him for a moment; he looked like he could be trusted. "Well, I have this…well there's this guy…"

"What did the bastard do you wrong?" Michael asked, then he realized what just came out his mouth, "Oh, oh…sorry, sometimes I find it hard to control myself."

"It's okay…if this guy was any sort of bastard he'd be a rich one, you see he offered a friend of mine and I that he'd get us these contract deals, now of course we both refused." Felicia continued.

"Is that what really happened?" Michael asked.

"Well, not really…I sort of spoke for both of us, but I thought my friend would be smart enough not to sign on behind my back."

"Well, everyone has there own opinion and life—I'm guessing that's not where the story ends." Michael told her.

"Well the 'bastard' as you put it kept sort of hounding me to sign on like my friend did…but after awhile he decided that my mind was made up and withdrew from the bombardment." She told him.

"And?" Michael asked.

"Well, I have his phone number…and now that he's stopped trying I'm starting to think it might not be such a bad idea…but still there's a part of me that doesn't trust him." Felicia finished.

"Ah, dilemma of conscience…well I'm going to tell you something, when I was growing up I didn't have many friends due to a certain problem I had…was sort of lonely, then I met this person who said he could help me. Of course me not being a people person, I acted rather hostile and foolishly at him…and in the end learned my lesson."

"Oh that's awful." Felicia said to him.

"Well I'm just saying give him a chance…if you don't like it, then you can just say 'It was a nice ride…but I think I'd rather pass'." Michael told her.

"Well, he does seem to be one of those guys that wouldn't take a turn-down that easily…but what you're saying does make sense." Felicia told him.

"Well, I'm glad I could be of some assistance." Michael said to her and he departed, he then turned around and looked at her, "All I know is that to me, you look like you're lots of fun, open up your lovin' arms, watch out, here I come…" Michael thought to himself.

NIGHTSHADE MANOR, 11:15 A.M.

Morrigan woke up feeling refreshed; she noticed a breakfast tray next to her bed…there were a few slices of toast and both a glass of milk and orange juice. She took a bite of the toast, it was a little cooled…a sign that it'd been here earlier, "But why didn't I hear anyone enter the room?" Morrigan asked herself.

She then went out to where Dominic and she had had their little skirmish and looked out the window at the withered rose bushes.

"Did you enjoy your first night here?" Asked a voice behind her. She turned around and saw Dominic coming up behind her.

"I suppose you enjoyed the breakfast Lachlan made for you?" He asked.

"To both of those questions, I did." Morrigan responded.

"That's good, I'm glad in both cases." Dominic told her with a smile.

Dominic then looked outside and said, "Every time I look out this window I see this and I think what has the Earth done to itself, where are the Amber waves of grain I remember seeing when I was but a little boy. Everything seems so dark now so apocalyptic, maybe normal for demons and other damned creatures may think of it as bliss…but I've seen the darkness on peoples faces, the lost hope that things will return to the way they once were."

"Don't count on it." Morrigan thought with an eye roll and smirk.

"And what has the governments of the world done to take care of this, what the world has done to see a way through this…I'll tell you, NOTHING! They do nothing but assign government hit-people to annihilate us from the planet because they think we're the problem."

"Why are you telling me this?" Morrigan asked.

"Because I look around, and I see that nothing is being done." Dominic told her.

"But isn't that way we have government, democracies and all of that other stuff?" She asked.

"If you ask me it isn't being done fast enough, someone has to have the peoples' needs in mind…someone who has the desire to speak out against injustices and really get things done." Dominic told her.

"But what if no one wants to listen?" Morrigan asked.

Dominic looked at her for a moment, then turned back and said, "He'll make them listen."

"And who would that person be, you?" Morrigan asked.

"Well I am a Darkstalker…I'm also a human with compassion for humanity, I may have lost most of my faith in believing in higher-powers. But essentially…when you get down to the core of it, I guess so."

"I don't know about that, sounds a bit too much like a dictatorship to me." Morrigan told him.

"Yes, but who knows what out of that could arise, maybe a great empire…unified for the greater good." Dominic told her, "An empire from which that one so person could control if he played his cards right." He thought to himself.

"That's your real plan isn't it?" Morrigan asked.

Dominic was a bit taken aback, but he maintained his composure, "By whatever do you mean Morrigan?"

"You say you talk and dream of peace…but that's just a mask you show to others, your real intention is to rule both Earth and the Demon World after that." Morrigan told him.

"If that was my intention—which it isn't, what's so bad about that?" Dominic asked.

"Do you think anyone would take your new dominion lightly, that no one would throw up a fight against you?" Morrigan asked.

"They'd know better than to fight me, especially Demitri…or anyone else that might try and grow the nards to stop me." Dominic said darkly, but then he cleared his throat and said, "But like I said…that's not my intent, so best put this discussion behind us."

As Dominic left Morrigan thought, "He's hiding something…and I think I know what."

Dominic was on the way downstairs, he seriously needed to get out for a bit.

Meanwhile Morrie and Jerry were lounging around (both of them getting back earlier that morning); Ajax and Othello were the next to show up, "Well…nice to see you two again."

"Yeah, and I read what you guys sent to me…what does Dominic see in that succubus broad anyway?" Morrie asked.

"Eh, best treat her with respect aye, she could kick your hinny in a matter of minutes." Said Sir Weston.

"I didn't ask for your opinion you walking ice box." Morrie grumbled.

"Oh, and may I ask what happened to the merman, you walking puddle." Weston retorted.

"Don't start with me snow bank." Morrie argued.

"Too late for that Caribbean Drip!" Yelled Weston.

"Popsicle man!"

"Acid Rain absorbent Prick!"

"Nanuk of the North rip-off!"

"Naval Washout!"

Morrie then hit Weston with a pillar of water from his right arm, Weston recovered quickly though and froze Morrie's arm, it quickly broke off and shattered. But Morrie quickly grew another one and charged at Weston, but before he could attack Othello stepped in the way, "Okay you two that's enough, save your aggressions for the other Darkstalkers…don't waste it on each other."

They looked at each other and both nodded in agreement, as they passed each other Morrie whispered, "This aian't over by a long shot Freezer Burn."

SOMEWHERE IN NEW YORK, 5:45 P.M.

B.B. Hood stopped by a restaurant for supper, she had a small soup…she knew she'd heard reports of Darkstalkers in the area, and someone had strange lights coming from Nightshade Manor. "Dominic Nightshade a Darkstalker? But he was such go friends with governors and lawyers when it came down to politics…but I guess it couldn't hurt to check it out." She thought to herself.

SOMEWHERE IN BOSTON, 7:00 P.M.

Jon and Donavan came out of their hiding place, Anita looking around as well. "So you don't mind if I ask a question?" Jon asked Donavan.

"Go ahead." Donavan said, though he wasn't showing any sign of paying attention.

"You're our enemy…a Darkhunter bent on destroying us all, so why do you suddenly feel you need me alive?" Jon asked…and it was pretty good question, one Donavan easily answered, "I feel this new Darkness is stronger than you right now, and as much as I despise you lycanthrope…I feel I can't go this alone, I may need your help as well as your friends."

"You know you could just try to find that little spit-fire Bulleta, she'd help you seeing as you two share the same profession." Jon told him.

"I know, but I feel that even she wouldn't be that much help…that's why I need the help of you and your friends." Donavan finally pointed out.

"Well good luck because after what you've done I doubt any—." Jon started to tell him, but then he stopped…something had caught his sense of smell, he immediately snarled and said, "So we meet again!" and with that he quickly took off.

CLUB NACHTERFST, 10:15 P.M.

Felicia was finishing up for the night, she then decided to call up Mr. Nightshade and see about that deal…she dialed the number he'd given her. "Ahoy-hoy?" Answered a voice on the other side.

"Dominic it's Felicia." She told him.

"Ah, Felicia…I was hoping to get a call from you." Dominic answered.

"Really, you were expecting me?" Felicia asked.

"Well call it part of that 'voodoo' as you put it." Dominic said with a bit of a chuckle.

"Well I was calling to tell you I want to sort of beta-test the contract deal first…so I'm not giving you a full yes, just a maybe if I really like it." Felicia told him.

"Mmm-hmmmm…I understand completely, well I'll see if I can get any of the record companies to do that…oh, and if you see your buddy Zabel…tell him I got him a deal and contract with Maverick Records." Dominic told her.

Felicia suddenly felt a chill go through her spine, "How does Dominic know Raptor's real name?"

"Uh, Felicia are you there? Felicia mijn lief?" Dominic started to ask as if the line had been disconnected or something.

"Yeah, I'm still here…and thank you." Felicia told him before hanging up.

"No problem, just glad to help." Dominic replied.

Dominic hung up the phone, "Yes…quite glad to help indeed."

Felicia went out the back-door of the club, it seemed a rather warm night for early January. She took a deep breath of the night air, something was still troubling her though…then she realized she might not be alone out here.

She looked both ways, saw no one…just then she saw a lone figure up on the roof of the nightclub.

"Who are you?" Felicia asked.

The figure looked at her, it had yellow eyes…at first she thought it might be Jon, she hadn't seen or heard from him in awhile, but the figure did look slightly shorter, and not as untamed. "Jon, is that you?" Felicia asked.

The creature leapt down from the roof and made its way towards her, Felicia started to head towards it when suddenly the figure leapt up and struck Felicia.

"What the he—?" Felicia asked as the creature grabbed her by the shoulder, "Jon this isn't funny!" She shouted.

"John? John…I don't know no John really, who is he your boyfriend kitty-cat?" The creature asked in a voice that sounded almost familiar to her. The creature then threw her against a wall and kept her against it, "Then who—who are you?" Felicia asked, half angry-half scared.

The figure chuckled and said, "Can't you tell? I'm a monster…just like you, well not exactly like but you get the idea."

Felicia didn't consider herself a monster, and she didn't need to hear anymore. She clawed the creature in the face, it let go of her and staggered back a bit, whimpering in pain. Felicia ran back to the door to try get back inside and possibly tell Raptor what happened, suddenly the creature kicked off the wall and with a mid-air somersault landed right in-front of her and with a sweep-kick forced her to the ground. Felicia tried to get back up, but the figure quickly clamped on to her shoulder and kept her down.

"You little VIPER! You're going to pay for that!" the figure hollered at her.

Then the figure sort of eyed her over, "And come to think of it, I think I just figured out how."

Felicia then realized what the creature planned to do to her, "Don't you DARE! I have a friend in that nightclub…and if he hears me scream, he'll come rushing out and wail on you." Felicia warned.

"Really?" The creature laughed, "Well all I know is that to me, you look like you're lots of fun, open up your lovin' arms, watch out, here I come."

Felicia thought, "Oh great…I'm going to be done in by some creepy monster thing, please god if you do love all things on Earth save me now!"

Suddenly Felicia heard the creature say, "What the—ounfff!" the creature was tackled from the side by a blue blur.

The next voice she heard she did recognize, "Get off of her you sick freak!"

Felicia opened her eyes, "Jon?"

The creature looked at them and said, "Oh-ho, you meant Jon, J-O-N…I thought you meant J-O-H-N."

"Yeah, she did…and come to think of it we still have a score to settle you and I!" Jon told the creature.

"Jonny boy, Jonny boy, Jonny boy…if you couldn't beat me by yourself, what makes you think you can now?" Asked Michael in laughter.

"He has a friend by his side," Felicia told him, "that's why."

"Oh-ho really now? Well then step right up you two…let's see what you two can do." Michael mocked.

Jon came at him first, trying to kick him, but Michael quickly blocked that attempt and gave Jon a knee to the stomach, followed by a round-house to the chest that sent him flying back about 10 feet, hitting the ground face first and spinning out until he landed face down, "Didn't think he was that strong." Jon thought to himself as he let out a groan of pain.

Felicia struck Michael from behind, Michael quickly whirred around and said, "It's just you and me now kitty-cat."

Felicia wasted little time in attacking Michael, in fact Michael found her to be more of a challenge then Jon, every time he struck she managed to parry or block it, and every time she struck it was the main force he was worried about but the aftermath of those claws.

Finally Michael managed to find a weak-point in her attack and strike her, she fell to her knees…Micheal was about to relinquish the final blow to her when something metallic came spinning by him, he managed to duck under it.

Donavan caught his sword and said, "Don't you think you've had enough fun for one day?"

Michael then saw Jon getting up to and thought, "Three against one…it's just not my night." He then bent over to Felicia and said, "Don't worry your pretty little head kitty-cat, we'll finish where we left off later."

And with that he quickly took off into the night.

Jon helped Felicia up and asked, "Are you alright?"

Felicia looked and saw Donavan, Anita appeared behind him…Jon looked back and said, "It's a long story, I think it best if we got inside first."

"Okay…just don't let Raptor see those two, or he'll throw a fit." Felicia warned him.

NIGHTSHADE MANOR, 12:00 P.M.

Michael came walking in, faint scratches could be seen on his face, Ajax saw them and asked, "Michael…what the heck happened to you?"

"Got in a cat-fight I couldn't win." He answered flatly.

"Okay then, good night." Ajax said to him.

As Michael looked at the poster of Felicia above his bed he thought, "Your friend Jon and that Darkhunter can't protect you forever…and when they're finally gone, you my dear Felicia will be MINE!"