Ok, you guyz can all come at me with pitchforks n stuff for taking so long to update...but i didn't mean it. I had an exam 2 prep and my internet was down for a whole entire month, well that cuz we had to move so that made it even more inconvenient...n even tho that held me back i had a case of writer's block n unfortunately this chappy had taken 2 weeks 2 write...ya sorta pathetic...cuz i kept on reading n revising over n over agn. but of course i look back n i haf 2 thank to those who reviewed cuz they got me up n writin agn. so uh, ya...

O ya, about that lil note in tha previous chappy, i was just sorta mad and wanted 2 take it out on sum1, un4tunately Andraia was there, so she got caught up, but anyways everything's ok now, i'm all happy n tha vote was unanimous, it's bak 2 tha normal writin 4 me!YAY!

Twilight Tiger: Thanks for your reviews, they were the nicest and longest ones I've ever recieved, i just hope u 4give me for taking so long

I'm quite surprised of how you guyz had reacted to my OC, it's so cool ) I have to also thank BabyGurl-SRA, Rayne Sarazaki, and RescueMe for their reviews.

Enough of the blabber and stuff, i present 2 you the next chappie. Enjoy!

Selene stopped her car a block away from the Mansion and turned to Michael.

"I'll go in first, the dogs won't be able to recognize my scent and I'm sure those lazy security guards would be away chomping down on a few frozen blood bars. Then I'll get the gates opened so you can sneak in."

"No need. I'm big enough to take care of myself," Michael pouted playfully.

"Your funeral," Selene muttered under her breath, "not to mention mine."

Andraia rocked herself wondering how long it has been since she was trapped in her dark, freezing prison. She had heard about people going insane when they were trapped in a dark place in solitary. She began to wonder if she was going mad herself. After all, her body was going numb and she had a strong urge to talk to herself or anything else she can find, like the wall for example.

"Okay, now you're just making yourself crazy just because there's nothing else to do," the cold girl said aloud, "Great! Now you've began talking to yourself…Oh God…Mom always did say that was a bad habit."

Andraia almost choked on her sob as memories of her parents came flooding back in. Her anger and thirst for revenge against the Vampires strengthened as she swore to avenge her parents' deaths if it was the last thing she would do.

Selene leaped over the main gates as Michael followed. In an instant, the guard dogs began barking furiously. Michael sprinted off swearing incoherently to the source of noise and reappeared a minute later drenched in blood. Selene raised her eyebrow.

"I had to get them to shut up somehow," shrugged the hybrid trying to lighten up their moods, "besides I needed a midnight snack."

Selene sighed as she sneaked up to the Mansion. She hid under a large oak tree. Silently, she pointed to a room on the upper level just out of the tree's reach. Michael nodded. She backed up and ran towards the tree. The former Death Dealer propelled herself from branch to branch and leaped onto the roof with a creak. She held her breath. Nothing. The vampiress sighed with relief and signalled for Michael to get on the roof. Michael crouched down and jumped.

He landed on the roof with a light thump as Selene muttered, "Showoff!"

She lowered herself to the window ledge below and was about to rip the window right out of its frame when Michael growled. Ever since leaving the mansion, her ways had become sloppy and careless. She made a mental note to brush up on her stealth skills. She took the small crow bar from Michael, who had conviently found it on the roof, and pried the window open. It slowly creaked open, and according to Selene, the two had found themselves in a room not far from where they kept prisoners. They were lucky that it was in the middle of the night and everyone had gathered downstairs.

Selene waited by the door and listened to make sure that no one was around. When the coast was clear, they snuck into the hallways, walked past several rooms and stopped in front of a portrait.

Michael chuckled then muttered, "They keep prisoners in their little dungeon and cover it up with a painting of the wilderness."

Selene glared at him which definitely got him to shut his trap. Unknowingly to the hybrid, Viktor had gotten the portrait for Selene when she first arrived to help her deal with her homesickness. The vampiress pulled on the edge of the portrait and the picture swung open like a door. A steel door was revealed with a strange keyhole engraved into the door. Selene took out one of her Berettas and put the tip of her gun into the hole and gave it a twist. Gears behind the door began clicking to life as the entrance soon opened into a dark corridor. Michael followed Selene into the passageway. At the end of it was another room with "Security" engraved into the door. Selene had explained that they kept cameras in every cell so that they can keep track of what the prisoners were doing. If they were to knock out the guard who was stationed in there, they would most likely find where Andraia was being held.

Selene slowly swung the door open as Michael sprinted inside and knocked the guard out. The former Death Dealer entered the room as Michael began scanning the screens. Selene cocked her gun and aimed at the guard. A shot rang out and Michael yelped in surprise.

"Why the hell did you blow him up? I thought this was a grab-n-go mission!"

Selene stared at the burning corpse¹ and calmly stated, "We couldn't afford him to regain consciousness and crawl back to the Death Dealers and inform that we're in here. Besides, all the walls and rooms are soundproof. You really think that they would allow the screams of tortured and dying captives to scare the other residents? Now, do you see Andraia anywhere?"

"Nope, I can't find a single trace of her on these cameras."

"Then, she could still be with Marcus…"

"No, she's still down here I can smell her," Michael paused, "is there any other rooms down here that ain't wired?"

Selene's breathing hitched as she mumbled, "Oh Lord…Michael, we have to find her now!"

The former Death Dealer headed back into the dark corridor and after a few turns they entered a room with a large storage freezer. Selene cocked her Berettas and was about to shoot the lock to pieces. But Michael decided to waste no time and rip the door out of its hinges.

Inside was a small figure, mumbling and curled up into a fetal position shuddering from the cold. Michael quickly checked the prisoner. It was Andraia all right, but to his horror, the child was extremely cold and was succumbing to hysteria.

Selene couldn't help leaking a worried tone as she asked, "Is she alright?"

Michael sighed and replied, "We have to get her out before she catches hypothermia and she's hysteric. But she'll live if we can get her near a fire or an electric blanket…"

"It seems that the child would have to wait a little longer, 'cause we got company," Selene answered.

Michael had been so distressed about the kid's current state that he completely ignored his hybrid senses. Just when he thought it couldn't get any worse…

BAM! His train of thought was interrupted by a dozen of Death Dealers storming the cell. And as luck would have it, Kahn was leading the pack.

¹ remember that Selene had loaded her gun with liquefied UV ammo

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed that and leave a review before you leave. I'll try to update within the next week or so au revoir (goodbye in french)!