Sahaid had bade me to prepare everything for the arrival of a guest he would not name. I did as he told me to without a questioning glance or word. I directed the women to go to where they needed to go and I myself prepared myself for that night.

The lights were dimmed and dancers twirled and danced slowly to the beat of the sitar and drums. I was dressed in veils of black and golden jewelry. My eyes were outlined with a deep, heavy charcoal pencil, a little darker than the one I used daily. I was expected to dance and as I stood in the middle of the fire I could feel the beat of the music go through me and make me forget about all the cares of the world. I danced, moving as swiftly and quick as the wind with my twirling veils of black around me. Panthers with eyes much like mine, surrounded me along with golden tigers. They were a symbol of protection, a statement that indicated that I was not allowed to be touched by any other man. I could see a figure, a dark figure with emerald eyes look at me. The way his gaze penetrated me was familiar and soon I knew who he was.

Siete looked at me with amazement. I knew that he thought me dead, as all the others did. He looked at me, not caring that Sahaid was there. His gaze made me impatient for I knew that he knew of Aubrey and his new, strong lover, Jessica. There was a problem, Sahaid was powerful and kept me guarded well that night for he knew of the interest that Siete had of me in the past and probably still harbored. I could not speak to him nor even dare look at Siete, I was afraid that he would take me from Ardid and leave me after he got bored of me just like Aubrey. I did not know why Sahaid invited Siete but I did know that Siete would reveal my existence to those who thought me gone.

Days went by, months were I would feel a certain melancholy take over me and I would be allowed to travel for a few days with Asryn or any other woman of our household. I decided to travel in the lands of Morocco, a land that had not really changed and had stayed almost like the old Suniria that I had left centuries ago. I walked in the dark, night streets with Munja behind me. I had left Asryn to care for the rest so that I could travel in peace. Munja was someone who I did not converse with as I did with the others for she was to dull in a conversation. She had no important words to speak to me but she was loyal and cunning at times. I fed from a stranger that I encountered, only taking a little for our kind did not kill mortals. Munja was not with me that night for I had managed to escape her. There, in a far corner, a figure watched me. The figure looked familiar, even in the shadows as I looked at it. It moved as I let my confused prey go. The silver hair, fair skin, black eyes...

"We all thought that you had perished..." Silver sighed and then laughed. "My little friend, you are indeed still in this world, now immortal!"

I laughed for the first time in days as I looked at Silver. I had not seen him since he had left Nuuruk after the false rumors that were created of us. He looked the same, this time wearing the modern fashions with a leather jacket and black pants. Everything contrasting and yet so beautifully arranged. "Silver! I am indeed glad to see you!" I spoke in the old Egyptian, the second language that I had learned to speak well. "Where have you been?" I asked.

"Here and there." He answered vaguely. "But you, everyone thought you dead, they still do! Your eyes are not like ours and your aura is different. Who made you? It could not have been Aubrey..."

"No...not Aubrey." I answered sadly. "An ancient vampire from a different kind, different from yours."

"It is great luck that I have found you now at this moment. Our kind is in great danger and we need powerful vampires to help. It is another ancient vampire, Julia, who wants to create war with New Mayhem and turn it like Midnight."

I flinched at hearing the name Julia and Silver noticed. "And you want my help?" I asked careful in hiding my feelings.

He seemed to think about it for a moment and then he answered carefully. "Yes, I want your help."

I closed my eyes at this and nodded. I would help him if I could for I once too lived in a realm very similar to New Mayhem. He did not tell me anything else except that I would have to meet him in New Mayhem in a certain club called Las Noches. We settled a time and date and then we each parted our own ways. He to some unknown place and I back to Ardid to tell Sahaid of Silver's request.

Sahaid was not very trusting but he let me go. I had grown to be a mindless doll to him, never questioning why he did the things he did or contradicting him. I was afraid that he might throw me by myself into the new and horrid world that had sprung up. Nothing was as it had been years ago and I was afraid of losing myself and my mind in such place. With his power he sent me to Las Noches, how he knew where it was and how to get there was another mystery that I did not question for him.

I was always someone who would cause attention for I loved being the center of everything at times. I wanted to tell the whole vampire realms that I was alive and not dead as everyone else thought I was. I knew that Jager and Fala might be there, now with Fala's new creation, Moira. I wore my golden bracelets, and gown that matched to color of my eyes and a long emerald veil that covered my hair and reached all the way to my waist. I had forgotten one thing, New Mayhem was the same realm where Aubrey resided.

As soon as I walked inside I heard a great clattering of tables and glass. I knew that there was a fight and I knew who was in it. Some noticed me as I walked in but they were young or mortal and I did not know them. The others were too busy watching the fight to notice me. The pounding music blared loud as I walked nearer to see who was the one fighting. I heard a girl's voice yell out and throw the other across the room. I turned to see who it was and as soon as I saw her green eyes, black hair and pale skin I knew who she was.

Jessica struggled to free herself from the powerful grasp of Moira and Fala as they both threw her across the room. I felt sympathy for the poor girl and knew that Fala, always wanting to be powerful and never actually being so, hated her. Fala was about to attack Jessica who was now on the floor trying to regain her strength when I myself jumped in. The urge to finally use my powers was irresistible and as quick as I could, I used the old ancient trick that all those of my kind used to disarm their enemies.

Fala was sent flying across the room with a quick wave of my hand and into the small bar where a black haired mortal stood. Now I had everyone's attention and I rejoiced in it. Something bitter in me wanted to yell out to everyone that I had turned powerful, that Aubrey's rejection had made a threat to them. Moira looked at me and before she could attack me I threw her too in the same direction as Fala. I laughed silently as I looked into the frightened eyes of everyone who was watching. I knew that they were wondering who the powerful, anciently dressed girl was that possessed such a power and yet not break a sweat.

"What is this?" I heard a very familiar voice say behind me. I grew cold inside, colder than I normally was. I closed my eyes and then reopened them. All those bitter memories, all those years had changed me and I turned to meet his black eyes.

"Ah, do you not remember me dear Aubrey?" I said to him coldly and distantly. I knew that he was shocked but he did well in hiding it. Well, so did I.