Authors Note: I want to thank all the people who have been reading my story and have left reviews. The reviews help me to come up with new ideas and keep the story going instead of just quitting. I apologize for any mistakes, I haven't found a Beta reader yet so still doing things on my own. Thank you for being patient and understanding. Also i am sorry for taking so long to update. As a reward i will be posting two chapters today. :)

P.s. Don't for get that the time schedule is different for Moroi. So the time schedule that rose and them are on is 5pm till 9am.

Talking: "Hello"

Voices in head: 'Hello'


I woke up to the sound of my alarm ringing through my phone, telling me that it was time to get up. I groaned and rolled over to shut it off, wiggling out of Erik's arms in the process. After swiping the dismiss button across the screen, I turned back towards Erik and started running my hand through his dark hair. I giggled as I heard him growl in contentment. He always loved to be petted, no matter how much he tried to fight against it.

Getting up off the bed, I headed straight for the shower after picking out an outfit that was deemed appropriate while out with my parents. I turned on the hot water and let it relax my muscles, all the while thinking of what to expect from my parents. I just know for a fact that they are not going to let me off the hook for changing my name. After washing up and putting pomegranate oil in my hair, to give it that natural shine, I step put of the shower and start getting ready.

Pulling my hair back into a pony tail, I put on a pair of black leggings that stopped at my knees and a white short-sleeved knit dress that stops at mid-thigh. I then put on some basic makeup. Eyeliner, mascara, and dark pink lip gloss. After taking a quick inspection of myself, I decided I looked decent enough and step out of the bathroom. My room was completely empty and my bed was made, I swear, the guy makes it his mission to make sure a bed is made up right.

Shaking my head, I sit down on the edge of the bed and slipped on a pair of black flats and grabbed my holster that holds my stake, gun, and a dagger. Erik opened the door and waited until I was done attaching it around my waist before he put a few silver bullets into one of the small pouches. I readjusted my dress a bit so it wasn't so obvious that I was carry concealed weapons.

Looking at Erik, I saw he was all ready to go. He wore a light blue dress shirt and black pants and I must admit, he looked pretty fucking fine. I blushed as he stepped forward and took my pony tail down, fanning my curled hair around my shoulders.

"Perfect. Now, let's go see your parents." He said confidently.

We left the room and walked to the front door, putting on our coats and grabbing our keys. I wrote a note to let Atali and Sparky know that we were going out and wouldn't be back till later. We locked the door behind us and started walking down the halls.

"Erik, I don't want them to know yet. If they knew, they would freak out and then it wouldn't stay a secret for long. You don't know the people here, they would lock me up. They would treat me like a threat. They would do tests on me and treat me like a lab rat. I refuse to go through that!" I growled out that last sentence, not realizing the anger that was building up behind them.

Erik looked at me with pure shock in his eyes. "They wouldn't really do that to you, would they?"

"They would. They did it to Dimitri and Sonya after they were turned back from being Strigoi. According to Mikhail, they treated Sonya like she had the plague after he and Vasilisa turned her back to a Moroi. Mainly cause she chose to become Strigoi, but also because she has spirit."

He didn't say anything for a while as we walked out the building and towards the main gate. I took the time to look around and take in the scenery. Snow covered the ground except for the sidewalks. The trees were bare and covered with a thin sheet of ice. There was a light breeze that carried the scent of winters chill and pine wood. It was comforting yet it brought me an uneasy feeling. Looking up to the sky, I gazed at the full moon and the stars. Basking in the dim light. The only outside light I could truly be able to feel.

"They are your parents Rose, They have a right to know. But I understand, your parents have allegiance to this society and until you know for sure that they won't report it, you can't tell them. I just hope it all goes well when the time comes." He spoke softly but I could hear him as clear as bell

I looked up at him and gave him a smile as we stopped at the gate and watched it open, Revealing a white limo with gold trim. Leave it to the old man to go all out in style.

"Don't worry too much about it Hun. We will cross that bridge when it comes." I winked at him and the walked towards the limo.

When we got in the car, we all sat in silence to the restaurant as my parents were typing away on their phones. My bet was that they were checking their E-mails for any important updates about their jobs and most likely sending out orders to some poor soul who works for them.

When we finally got to the restaurant, I got out and held the door for everyone as they all climbed out. We walked to the host and she took us to a nice round table that was by a window, which had an amazing view of the city lights. After we all sat down and my dad ordered a bottle of the finest wine. My mother decided to get the conversation started.

"So Agent Mazur, when exactly did you change your name? And why didn't you call to say you were heading over?" She spoke very slowly and emphasized in my last name. Letting it be known that she was a little annoyed.

I looked at the old man for some help but just sat there and shrugged his shoulder at me while he drank his glass of wine, smug S.O.B.

"Well mom, I didn't call because I honestly didn't think about it," I said nonchalantly as I took a sip from my glass.

"Okay, and what about your name. Did you just do it on a whim or did you actually consider it and take into account what all could come from it?! You realize that people who are against your father will come after you right!? Your father has enemy's Rose, and once they learn that he has a daughter, they will use you to get to him. You taking his last name puts you in more danger." Her words were softly spoken but the tone she used, felt like ice creeping through me. She used only the tone that someone who loved you, filled with rage, could use.

I just sat there staring at her for a few seconds before looking at my father and then Erik. They both pretended that they were caught up in something else that happened to catch their attention. Men!

Taking a deep breath, I looked her dead in the eye and spoke in a stern voice. "Of course I thought about it. I'm not just some mindless troll. I am proud of father. Would it be so wrong of me for wanting people to know that he is my dad. Also mother, I am a Hunter. I work for an organization that sends me to hunt down and kill multiple species that have done evil things. I've been beaten, cursed, thrown, stabbed, clawed, and bitten. I've made more enemy's that have personally sought me out than I can count. Who cares if I have to add a couple more the the list. I can take care of myself."

Everyone was silent, waiting to see if my mom would have one of her fits and stomp away. The old man didn't seem too worried though, he had the look on his face that any parent does when there so proud of there kids. My mother and I didn't break eye contact for what felt like thirty minutes, but in reality, it was most likely a minute. She finally looked away and directed her gaze at my father, saying she was going to be back in a few minutes. She got up and left.

I sighed after she left and looked at Erik and the old man. "Well, that didn't exactly go as smoothly as I thought it would."

"She is your mother. Every parent worries about their kid, no matter how strained the relationship is between the two." Erik smirked.

I shot him a glare as I smacked his arm playfully. I was about to scold him when the waiter brought us our food and flirted a little with the old man. I laughed so hard when his eyes went wide in shock. Serves him right for wearing such flashy clothes. I was about to say as much when a movement on my left caught my attention.

A man with long blonde hair walked past us and sat at the bar, he looked like he was waiting for someone. I am not going to lie, this man looked beautiful. I probably would have mistaken him for a girl if it weren't for the way his aura was pulsating with testosterone. Using my senses, I scanned for any red flags in his movements that might tell me if he was here to cause trouble.

"Looks like Janine won't be here after all. She got called by the Queen to head back to the palace. There was a report of another Strigoi nest being destroyed." The serious tone my father spoke in brought me back to my surroundings. Forgetting about the girl-ish looking man.

I began to eat my food while interesting Abe with the story of our teams latest hunt. Trying to distract him from thinking more about the Voidkin. Telling him of how we came across a small town that was being terrorized by a necromancer who would kidnap town folk and experiment on them until death. Then using the dead to scare away any who dared to step foot near his home/hide out. After telling him of how we defeated the evil man, I peeked his interest in a topic I know he would love, mainly cause it would earn him money and more business.

"You know old man, I've collected a lot of valuable artifacts from our hunts, and I was wondering if maybe you would like to have some of them. They have already been inspected by our scholars and have been determined as not a threat, so they are pretty much okay to use. Some of them even hold magic properties that could be used to help whoever has it. I only bring this up cause my apartment is getting over crowded with them and I don't really use most of them." I said in a taunting way, knowing he couldn't resist the bait.

I watched as his eyes sparked with interest and mischief. He was probably already planning on how to use them or selling them to certain clients for a ridiculousness amount.

I nudged Erik to tell Abe about all the Artifacts and what they do as I quietly excused myself. For the past hour I have been feeling like I was being watched. Being studied. It irritated me to the point that I was getting stressed. Every time I would casually look around, I wouldn't see anyone in particular that would suggest that they were the ones being intrusive. I would look at the girl-ish man at the bar and see if he was the one, but he gave no sign that he was the one watching me. Hell, he didn't even give off a creeper vibe.

I slowly walked out of the building and onto the patio they had in the back. It looked like people would be able to dine out here in a romantic atmosphere with the stars and all. But, Looking back through one of the glass windows, I could already tell there wasn't a romantic couple anywhere in there. So I didn't have to worry about being interrupted or being in the way.

The feeling of being watched didn't disappear, and I kept scanning my surroundings trying to catch who ever or what ever was watching. However, it never showed itself. Closing my eyes, I breathed in and out slowly, letting my powers out to search around me. I was watching as my aura expanded, searching for a specific kind of aura. If one of them was here, I would sure as hell know it.

"Relax, they are not here. But they are watching." A smooth male voice said.

I turned my body around to look at the person who spoke from behind me. Evaluating the blonde man I saw earlier, as he approached and stood beside me.

"I thought I told gramps that I wouldn't need a babysitter." Letting my annoyance seep into the words.

The man chuckled and shrugged, indicating that there was nothing he could really do but follow the orders that were given to him. I sighed deeply and just accepted his company as I stared out onto the streets.

"Your are the great great granddaughter of a Faerie Lord, One who cares about you. It is only natural that you have a guard with you Rose." He spoke with formality when he replied.

Shaking my head, I didn't comment. Instead, I remembered how I first found out that I had a great great grandpa, who is not only a Faerie, but a Faerie Lord! He appeared a couple of days after the kidnapping, helping Erik save me from the wenches clutches. If it weren't for gramps, I don't think I would have been able to escape or know how to awaken and use the magic within me. I know mom would freak out if she learned that her great grandpa is not only still alive, but a Faerie as well. Eh, I'm sure Gramps will tell her eventually. I just hope I'm not around when he does.

"Speaking of gramps, how is he?" I asked.

"Stressed, politics are wearing him down a lot more than usual due to current events. He and the other Lords are having trouble keeping things in order within their lands due to the recent attacks and disappearances. After the most recent attack on a temple, the other Lords have finally agreed with my Lord about preparing for war. Seeming as how everyone in that building was brutally murdered and one of the sacred treasures were taken."

I scoffed, "Of course! Now that something they deeply care about has been stolen, they all of a sudden give a rats ass. They should have listened to gramps before instead of brushing off his warnings and telling him that he was just being paranoid."

"They are idiots. Unfortunately, not all of us are as wise and learn from the past. Even with our long life span." Damen's emotionless voice answered back.

Reaching into my back pocket and pulling out a card that had my number and the room number of where I was staying at in court, I handed it to him. Telling him that I would see him later, I walked back into the building a sat back down in my seat at the table. After an hour more of talking and eating, we paid and left. By the time we arrived back at court it was a little pass one. I told my dad thanks for taking us out as we parted ways. He had a meeting with a client and I wanted to go check out the gym here. The defense classes for the Moroi should have started by now and I wanted to evaluate just how far they have come. Waving off Erik, I jogged to the gym without any interruptions.

I opened the door and was greeted by the sight of people punching bags and sparring with each other. After a minute of staring in awe, I blinked and walked in. Looking around I saw a few familiar faces and I was really happy that they were really putting an effort into their training. Mia was sparing with Sydney on the mats while Adrian was holding the baby, cheering on Sydney to kick Mia's ass. Tasha was leaning against the wall a little away from Adrian, she was pointing out the mistakes the girls were making and telling them what to do to correct them.

Walking over, I completely ignored Tasha and went to stand next to Adrian and the baby. Adrian noticed my lack of manners towards Tasha and chuckled lightly at my behavior. I just shrugged when he looked at me and continued to watch the two woman currently sparring each other. Waiting to see who would turn out to be the winner. The whole time was watching them I kept getting this feeling that I was being called. I looked towards the window and when I didn't see anything, I ignored the feeling. Turning my attention back towards the the girls, I saw Sydney slam Mia to the ground and fake staked her chest with a closed fist.

"You guys were amazing! I'm glad that I was able to see this. Looking around and watching you and the others train and sparing together. I dare say that the enemy won't have a chance." I stated proudly and gave them both a high five.

Adrian came over with two towels for the girls to wipe the sweat off their faces when we all herd the gym door slam open and a flash of blonde flew passed us and straight into Tasha.

"He proposed Tasha! He Finally Proposed! Will you be my maid of honor?! Oh, we have to start planning the wedding right away!" Vasilisa practically screamed as she dragged Tasha towards the gym door.

I looked back at the others and they just shrugged while Mia gave me a quick explanation.

"She has been dating this Royal named Alex for the past two years, and in my opinion, two years is not enough time to get to know each other to be getting married."

I stood there thinking about Mia's words as the others went and got their gym bags. Vasilisa is getting married. I swear that girl is just being flooded with good karma. I wonder if their getting married for love or political reasons though, I mean, knowing that she is going to be the future ruler of the Moroi world does make her an eligible candidate that I am sure every guy has tried to sink his teeth into. Plus, I am sure the pressure of creating little Dragomir's is eating at her. Sigh, why am I even thinking about this? I stopped being apart of her life three years ago.

"Hey Rose, we were wondering if you would like to come to dinner at our place later. Everyone is going to be there and there will even be cake..?" Sydney bribed, knowing my weakness for sweets.

"I'll be there. Are you guys it will be at the same address I send letters to right?" I didn't even hesitate.

Sydney smiled, knowing that she caught me. "Yes same address, be there by five and make sure to dress nice."

"Yes, ma'am." I laughed as a fake saluted her.

She just rolled her eyes and started walking towards the door with little Declan peeking over her shoulder. Mia waved her good bye and followed Sydney out of the gym.

"Ever since we had Declan, she has been feeling, and I quote, "old". So don't take it personally when she gets cranky like that." Adrian said from beside me.

I looked at him form the corner of my eyes and saw a genuine, down to earth, smile. Filled with love and affection. Blinking, I looked back towards the gym doors. Feeling a small sting of jealousy I shook my head, forcing a smile on my face.

"Don't worry about it. She has always had that cranky side to her. I'm used to it. You should go catch up with them though before she scolds you." I joked as we started walking out the doors. I waved him off and then walked down the hall towards a door I knew that would lead me outside, on to a balcony that I hoped was empty.

When I opened the door I was suddenly hit with the chilled air that whispered through the night, leaving a calming sense of security to those it touched. I let the door close behind me as I walked to the stone railings and leaned my arms on top of it.

Thinking back to Vasilisa and her exciting news, I couldn't help but feel bitter about it. Yes, there was a chance that it is a political engagement, but it still hurts. Why does it hurt?

'Because she is getting what you hope to have one day.'

My eyes went wide at hearing her voice. My body tensed as I looked around for any sign that she was here, hoping that she wasn't.

'Such sadness I feel from you child. Tell me, is it cause you always thought that you would be part of her special day or is it cause you still feel so alone and wish for someone to fill that hole of yours?'

Realizing that her voice was coming to me telepathically, I closed my eyes and I tried to put up the mental walls that were keeping her out. "Get out."

'What a rude daughter I have. You know that you can't escape me. Sooner or later, you will come home. Once they find out, they will abandon you... They will try to kill you.'

I could "hear" her laughter clear as a bell in my mind. Using all my concentration, I slammed the mental wall back up, not noticing that my powers were swirling around me in a midnight blue mist. Once I felt that she was really gone. I relaxed and slumped against one of the patio chairs.

I quickly looked around to make sure no one was anywhere nearby or watching, after deciding that it was safe, I let down the illusion spell I had on and let my body and mind fully relax into a tranquility state. I watched as my skin tone turned back to pale and shimmered slightly in the light. My nails went back to being a little longer than normal, sort of acting like claws. I felt my fangs grow when I brushed my tongue against them and I knew if I had a mirror, my eyes would no longer be brown, but a deep indigo color.

I dark chuckle escaped from my lips, knowing that if anyone saw me, they wouldn't recognize me and would most likely label me as a threat and attack me. Looking up at the moon and letting the soft comfort it brought wrap around me, I couldn't help but wounder.

Would they try to kill me..?

Shaking my head, I looked down at my watch and saw that it was four in the morning. I quickly put the illusion spell back up and then walked back inside the building. as I was walking down the halls towards my room, I began thinking of how this all happened. How I became a Voidkin...