Disclaimer: see chapter 2

A/N: I don't know if I use it earlier but if something is in a single quote, it is a thought, like 'oh boy'. But if it is within actual quotes, it is talking, and if it is a single quote within a double quote, someone is talking and quoting someone or something. This is the basic practice I was taught so if it is different then yours, sorry. Enjoy the chapter.

Chapter 3: A new friend

The next night, Selene awoke to feel warmth surrounding her body. At first she did not memories the previous night when she had asked Michael not to leave her and almost turned to bite. However the memories of her break down in his kitchen and the kiss and him wrapping his arms around her to sleep came back, steadying her mind and body. She slowly and carefully removed Michael's arm and got out of bed. The hybrid still slept as she got up and stole a few more of his cloths. 'I need to go get some supplies, like cloths,' she thought as she removed a pair of his jeans and another T-shirt from his dresser. She showered and dressed in the cloths she had borrowed which again did not fit well. She found Michael still sleeping when she left the bathroom. He had had a rough few days so she felt she owed him some much due sleep and left to get the supplies she had thought of earlier.

Michael awoke to find Selene no longer in his arms. He rolled over and looked at the clock, 6:00. He figured she must have just gotten up and was around somewhere. He sat up and pulled his feet off the edge of the bed, to get up and deal with life. Grabbing some clothes out of the even emptier dresser and went numbly into the bathroom. He found the cloths Selene had used the previous night on the floor, indicating she had already been in there tonight.

After a refreshing shower, that was mainly to wake up, he began to wander around the apartment looking for Selene. She was no where and he began to panic. What if the Vampires found her, or what if she had left him alone? He had little comprehension as to what had happened to him with in the last few days and although she was the main reason he was in this mess, he trusted her to get him out, or at least understand it.

He soon found a note taped to the door.

"Michael,

You were asleep when I left and I hated to wake you, but I also had to go out as soon as I awoke. I needed to do some things before it was too late. I hope to be back soon, don't leave.

However, if I do not return with in a day, move on, the Vampires found me. Try and find a way to end the war. The lycans will accept you over the Vampires so try them first. Good Luck.

-Selene"

Michael didn't like the sound of her letter, but had faith that she would be okay. 'She had made it this far, what could go wrong?' he told himself. Although he didn't believe it, he pretended he did and went to go find something to eat.

Felicite continued to take out her frustration on the marble busts at the other end of the range. "Hi," she heard someone say in English behind her after finishing the clip.

"Hello," she answered in her native tongue, one of the few things she did remember after the incident.

"Wow, you speak English?" she asked.

"Yes, why did you say hi in it if you didn't expect me to understand?" she asked the vampiress.

"I've been trying to find someone from this coven that speaks English for the last few days," she explained.

"Why?" Felicite asked.

"Well, I'm living here for a little while so I was hoping to find someone who knows this coven and I don't know, help me out," she elaborated. "So what's your name?"

"Felicite," she answered. "I am going to assume you are from the American Coven," Felicite pried.

"My name is Serina. And yeah, I came here for the awakening," she said, a sad look in her eyes, so Felicite didn't ask any more of it.

"So can you help me learn my way around here?" she asked.

"Sure, I guess I can show you around, but I warn you, I don't really know this place that well, just the tojo. I have only been a vampire for three years," Felicite answered.

"Wow, we're both young. You know more than me and speak English so, let's go," Serina said.

The two new friends walked out of the tojo to wander around the mansion, and both learn their way around.

It had been a long night, but one of the most fun that Felicite could remember. She finally had a friend, who seemed to be on the same level as her. She had no idea who Serina was, but she had to be important in some way to have come for the awakening, unless she was merely a servant. That would explain why she only spoke English, if she had never come to Hungry before, she wouldn't know much.

It was the first time the friends had been apart all night, and Felicite was on her way back to her room. As she reached for the doorknob, a voice called her name. It was the one voice she had not expected or wanted to hear at that moment.

"Kitty," Erika called.

"My name is Felicite," she growled turning around to face the vampiress.

"Why were you with Serina?" she demanded.

"Because I speak English and she doesn't know much Hungarian and apparently I am one of the only ones in this coven who speaks English so I was showing her around. Why?" Felicite said, confused as to why it mattered.

"Because she is the daughter of Amelia, the assassinated Elder," she said.

"They were both assassinated," Felicite mumbled.

Erika either missed the comment or didn't care to respond. "You just better watch it, because if something happens to her, you become public enemy number 1 around here," she warned.

Felicite was surprised that she cared and wished to ask a few more questions, but Erika was already gone. Unsure what else to do, Felicite went into her room and prepared for bed, tired from the long night.

The creaking of her door awakened her. She grabbed her gun from the nightstand and had it pointed at the intruder's head before they were fully through the door. "Um, it's only me," the girl said, stopping dead in her tracks.

"Oh, you can not sneak up on me like that," she said, lowering her gun.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," Serina said.

"It's fine. What do you want, it's like twelve o'clock in the afternoon?" she wondered.

"I just wanted to know why you speak English?" she said. Felicite could tell that was not the real reason she had come, but she figured if she merely answered the preliminary questions, they would get to the main reason Serina had almost gotten shot in the head.

"I was born in America," she began. "My parents died about four years ago, and all of my other relatives that could care for me in America apparently died, so I was sent here to live with my Grandfather, from my mother's side," she explained.

"Apparently, why is it apparently?" disgusted at the nonchalant way she said her family was dead.

"Because I only know what I was told. I have no memory past three years ago when I was turned," she answered.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It is just, that you seemed so uncaring that your family died, and it just kind of…"

"Bugged you since you just lost your mom?" she asked, knowing it was the truth.

"Yeah, it is really hard. But I thought you didn't know who I was?"

"Erika told me," she explained, unsure if this was a bad thing. "She saw me with you and was all upset that I was near you, because, frankly, she hates me. And when she told me who you were, I realized it was more than just her hatred that made her upset about it."

"Oh," she replied. "Does Marcus hate you too because he was a little concerned about us hanging out, or is there something else?"

"He doesn't rust me. But I didn't do anything," she answered. "I am the dark daughter of Selene."

"Oh, you are the one that every one was like 'we can't trust her she was loyal to Selene,'" she stated.

"Yeah, I don't think any one trust me," she said looking down at her hands. 'Not that they should, I am deceiving them, but for good reason,' she thought to herself.

"I do, and I hear Trevor is really taken by you. The way you stood up for her and then didn't believe it. He really believes you, but Marcus is pressuring him to find out anything he can out of you. Marcus doesn't trust or mistrust you, he just hasn't made up his mind yet," she said, trying to boost her new friends confidence.

"Thanks," Felicite said.

"I know what it is like to loose a mother, and although she wasn't your real mother, she kind of was like one, right?"

"A little, she was more like a big sister or a mentor, a teacher. I am still not completely sure I believe she betrayed the coven, with out some just cause. Something no one knows about, except her," she explained.

"I know it is hard, but facts don't lie and the facts say she killed Viktor, no matter what the reason, he gave her immortal life, practically a father to her, and she goes and betrays him and the coven, that cared for her and gave her a purpose. The lycans should die for what they did to my mother and the council members, and obviously for taking Selene, brain washing her into doing what she did. It was that Michael, the hybrid." Serina spat.

"I know all that," she said. Anger rushed through at the way she talked about her cousin, but she held it back and continued, "but I almost feel like I should almost be with her. Yet I want to be here, where I can take care of those who have killed my family and robbed me of a memory, do you understand?"

"I guess, but don't think like that, or it will get you into trouble. Help them find Selene and I know they will once and for all take you back with open arms," Serina finished.

"Your right, but I'm tired and have training tomorrow, so I will talk to you tomorrow, okay?"

"Yeah, see you then," she agreed, walking out the door.

So, yeah, that was chapter 3, hope you liked it. Please give reviews.

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