There's good news and bad news. Let's start wid tha bad first... when i decided to clean up the files in my PC, i accidentally deleted the story so i had to write the chapter and story all over again, which sorta threw me off and got me real pissed. You will also notice a change in the rating cuz i just can't stand something without profanity. There's slight language in here but sooner or later, there's gonna be some gore and language. The good news, i've written a long chapter as a gift to all and i've recieved 3 REVIEWS FOR THE LAST ONE! And some thx to those who reviews:

me: I hope this chappy will uncover more stuff!

soullesseyes: well, i hope this chappy keeps you happy!

TWilight TIger: Thx 4 tha review. u rilly made my day: )
Andraia groaned as she sat up. Her head was throbbing and as she tried to remember what had happened. She looked around the room she was in. She got up from the four poster bed she had been resting on. Instantly she realized it wasn't a smart move as she became dizzy and toppled on the floor with a thud.

Great job, any hope of looking around and possibly escaping just went down the drain, Andraia thought as she heard footsteps approach her room.

A maid had entered the room, followed by a young blonde. The maid helped Andraia up while the blonde stood at the door.

Andraia finally gathered up the courage to break the silence, provided that she was never comfortable in it, and asked, "Where am I?"

"Of all the questions, that one is always asked the most," the blonde sighed, "you're at the Mansion. Kahn and his Dealers brought you here when you were unconscious. It's a miracle you're still alive after staying that long with those monstrous Lycans."

At the word Lycan, Andraia received a brief flashback. She remembered that the Death Dealers had found the Lycan's haven and demanded custody of her. Then, someone had knocked her out cold.

"Anyways," the blonde continued, breaking Andraia's train of thought, "Viktor requested that we take you to him when you woke. Follow me."

The woman led her down the halls, opened a pair of large oak doors and gestured her to enter. Andraia stepped inside and scanned the room. When her eyes landed on a man sitting in the middle of the room, her heart skipped a beat. The man was wearing the same robe that she saw on the night of her parents' murder. Anger and fear welled up inside of her, not knowing what the man's intentions were.

The man, noticed the increase heart rate of the girl, gently said, "Do not fear, child. Come; let me take a look at you."

Cautious of strangers, with the exception of Michael and Selene, Andraia backed up and quickly snapped, "No thanks! Don't like getting near strangers…especially sick, perverted bastards who kills parents and leaves a child parentless!"

Marcus paused and pursed his lips; it took him a moment to realize what she was talking about. She was really testing his patience by disobeying him and using foul language towards him. He exhaled slowly, attempting to calm himself down and decided to reason with the girl.

"Child, don't you see? Do you know of the power that you wield? It flows in your very blood. Join me, and I can help you achieve power beyond your imagination. With you, the vampires can rule once again and those pathetic snivelling mutts will bow down to your power!"

"I see what you're doing," quipped the adolescent girl, "you kill my parents, give me power, and use me as a weapon to wipe out and or enslave Lycans so you can become an almighty figure. Well, newsflash, I had enough of –"

The girl was cut off by a strangling grip belonging to Marcus. Marcus's eyes seethed with anger and frustration. It began turning a shade of black.

"Listen to me, girl, and listen well. The only reason why I didn't kill you when my Death Dealers brought you in was that I was willing to help you start a new life. Your ancestors had pledged their loyalty to us when the war between us and the Lycans started. I am merely honouring their wishes, any Jun who refuse to side with the Vampires don't deserve their highly respected name. One of our most trusted allies leave a wretched, feeble child to carry on their bloodline. Pathetic!" huffed the elder, "If you will not join us then we will just have to force you. Trust me, just so you're a child, we will not hesitate to break you."

Marcus released his grip. Andraia sagged to the floor gasping for breath. Her lungs were burning and her head was dizzy from the lack of air. Her brain barely managed to process that she was being taken away until she was brought down, to what she supposed, a dungeon. She half expected to be tossed into a cell, but it seems that Victor had not back up on his word. A large freezer, the kind used for storage where huge amounts of frozen goods and meat were stored, had taken up a quarter of the prison. She was thrown unceremoniously into the freezer and heard a click, locking her inside the dark, freezing cell.

Goosebumps began to form all over her body from the temperature change. Not that it had been much warmer in the Mansion. She dusted herself off and carefully explored her prison. For a Canadian, she was used to the cool air, but she knew that sooner or later her body wouldn't be able to put up with it. She curled up on the ground, taking care to avoid the walls that seemed to leech her remaining warmth out of her, and gently rocked herself and waited.

"Selene, please don't do this," Michael reasoned as Selene loaded her Berettas with rounds of UV ammunition bullets.

"Michael, you know you can't stop me so save your breath. I won't let the girl be killed or turned into one of us, a monster. I don't want another person, let alone a child, get dragged into this war."

The hybrid sighed, "She's already stuck in this no matter what you do."

"Well, I know Marcus well enough to know he doesn't do well with children and he's easily agitated, usually resulting in deaths. I won't sit around and let her die," Selene turned away and added, "I've already caused enough death and destruction."

Michael didn't know what to do but hug the pale woman and said, "If you're doing this, I'm coming with you."

k, i need some help from the reviewers. do u guyz want this to take a dark turn to it or skip the dark content...it won't really make a difference to the plot, just maybe more character angst and feelings. Dark content means like Marcus actually trying to break Andraia... If u guyz aren't sure i can give an excerpt. If u guyz like it, i'll replace it wid more of it or delete it if u dun like it. It's ur choice, i can make it rill dark or just enuff 4 it 2 be rated under M. As sed b4, not updatin til there's reviews. But this time i need 3 agn so i can get a more or less proper vote.