A/N ok, kind of a short update...longer than some chapters but shorter than the last one :) I really love this chapter, only because it shows some interaction between Kara and her captor :)

Kara POV

He picked me up and took me out of the school. I heard the bell ring and wondered what Presciliana thought. I wondered if she would be worried about me. I looked up at Isaiah. He had grown since I saw him last. He had a slight beard, the stubble growing in dark, as dark as his hair. He had red eyes now; replacing the icy blue I so loved before.

"What happened to you?" I asked him. It was a simple question, and if he still had some of his old personality in him he would retort with something witty like before.

"What, my looks aren't good enough for you?" he asked me jokingly. I was amazed by the conversation and its casual manner, considering I was a captive of a Strigoi who was kidnapping me from my school and taking me somewhere I did not know.

"Your eyes are different. I miss the icy blue depths of your old eyes," I said, brooding almost.

That made Isaiah chuckle, and he shifted me so my head was cradled against his chest. "You might as well take a nap; it will be a while before we get to where we're going."

"Is that a suggestion?"

"I can make it an order," he said, looking down at me. His eyes bore down into mine, and I found myself losing my grasp on reality. I remember seeing trees, many trees. Then I blacked out.

Presciliana POV

Isaiah, a Strigoi? No, that's not possible. He would never do something like that. There's no possible way. "You must be mistaken. Isaiah would never do anything like that. No, it's not him, it can't be," I was frantic. There was no way, no possible way.

"Presciliana, I know how you feel, trust me, but it's the truth. He is a Strigoi and he did kidnap Kara," Jasper told me. Suddenly a wave of clam overtook me, and I found myself sitting back down on the couch.

"Jasper. You can't just do that!" whisper-yelled Wendy to Jasper.

"No, it's ok. Thank you, Jasper. That's just what I needed," I said, smiling meekly.

"So, if this Isaiah character did take Kara, where would he bring her?" Asked Angel.

"Well, the first place I would guess would be his home, but there's no way he would take her somewhere so obvious. He had to have taken her somewhere with lots of darkness; a place where only some rays of sunlight reach, and they'd have to be very few to none. He doesn't have to breathe, but Kara does, so if he wanted to use her for something he'd have to keep her alive," I said.

"Or change her into Strigoi," said Fang.

I shot him a death glare. "I am not going to consider that. Kara would do everything in her power to stop him from doing that. She knows just as much if not more than I do about Strigoi."

"Well, then let's see. The smartest place to take her would be into the forest. I think there are some caves out north, in central Texas," said Carlisle.

"No, he wouldn't take her somewhere so close. When Kara and I stayed with him he was always talking about the north, Massachusetts in particular," I said.

"Why Massachusetts?" asked Nudge.

"Well, Kara was telling me that the Guardians believe there to be a large group of Strigoi in Massachusetts, along the Mass/Rhode Island border. They believe the Strigoi are forming some kind of army. Usually, Strigoi are soloists; they travel the world by themselves, feeding and growing. But sometimes there have been reports of two or three traveling in a group. More than that, and we have problems.

"Strigoi are hard enough to kill by themselves, but when you get a large group together, fighting as one army, you have a crap load of issues. If that's where Isaiah took Kara, then we're pretty much screwed six ways from Sunday." I was laying down everything I knew; putting all my cards on the table.

"What are you saying, Presciliana?" asked Max.

"I'm saying, if we're going to go up against a group of Strigoi as big as the Guardians said they were, we're going to need help."

"What kind of help. We're not exactly average humans, Presciliana," said Emmett.

"I know, Emmett, but with you guys being different, stronger and such, the Strigoi aren't going to want to kill you. They'll keep you alive long enough to turn you, then there's nothing you'll be able to do. We need help from other Guardians. We're going to have to go scout the border, see how many we're dealing with, then, we'll need to go to Montana," I said, trying to formulate a plan.

"What's in Montana?" asked Esme.

"St. Vlad's, the school where Kara and I escaped from."

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