Disclaimer: I do not own Amelia Atwater-Rhodes characters.

Claimer: I own Melody Niyama.

Note:

For any of the chapters in this story that has a flash back to a culture that I don't know the language to, I will put the language in English.

Summary:

Siete has a secret and there's a new girl on the block. Only, how new is she to the vampire world? The rumors caused by her appearance lead to confusion, which is the perfect opportunity for the Vida family to bring down New Mayhem, once and for all.

Last Chapter

Leaning on his chest, Mel used her sultriest voice, stating, "Well, that is, as long as I can have as much fun as I want." Smiling, she gazed up into the night sky and let her imagination wander, getting lost in the vast amount of stars. But all Siete could hear was the slow, rhythmic beating of her heart. Listening to the sounds of individual preferences, Siete and his current companion fell into a blissful sleep.

New York City, New York

Four p.m. in the afternoon, Aria Vida walked up to the door of her New York home, apparently pleased. The hunt she had just accomplished was after a well-known vampire in the upper part of the state. He had put up a decent fight, but against herself and her friends Kara, Jean, and Vladimir, he was no match. Her slick, black haired ponytail was still surprisingly intact and neat, considering the night she had. Aria's golden eyes grazed over her blade as she wiped it clean on her denim blue jeans, since she apparently had forgotten to do so before she left the vampire's estate. The black leather jacket the 20-year old wore was casually thrown over her scarred, but still fair, shoulders as she entered her home, a place currently void of warmth and welcome.

"Aria, come to the kitchen immediately please." The cool voice of her 44-year old mother called from the kitchen and was unusually stern. She set her blades down on the couch, along with her jacket and keys to the silver 2004 Aston Martin Vanquish sitting in their garage, and advanced towards the origin of the previous voice.

"Mom, what is it? I would like to go to my room and clean my blades for my next –" she explained, turning the corner only to be silenced by the appearance of certain kin of hers. Aria's grandmother, Zoey Vida, was very strict and looked down upon most, save for the late Dijanna Vida, who had passed approximately 7 years before; her elder sister, Athena; and her aunt, Dominique Vida. "Grandmother, it is well to see you." Though she lied through her teeth, she knew well to act as proper as possible and appeal to the 'respect of elders' attitude her grandmother let seep into the air.

Green eyes, full of experience and harsh wisdom, turned to meet those of Aria's. Her blonde hair had streaks of gray and was neatly permed into a hairstyle fit for an old woman. Though she was 65-years old, the woman still insisted on hunting and taking on the new age vampires of the world. "Aria my dear, come over and sit with us so we may have a chat."

Moving towards her will all grace and making sure to conceal any emotion, she grasped the newly extended hand as a welcome, which was followed by a slight nod of the head. Sitting in the chair adjacent to her mother's, she looked across to her elder. "What do you wish to speak of with me?" The saying seemed to be foreign to Aria's lips as she spoke it. For coming home after speaking such slang with her friends, the politeness and mannerisms she was expected to portray was exceedingly hard. But to appease she would front the act for as long as possible. Looking from mother to grandmother, she asked curiously, "Is there any problems within the current areas? I know I have just dealt with such a nuisance up north, near the border of the states. I pray that all is well in these surrounding areas, for I would much like to venture further than New York State."

This time her mother spoke. "Well, in good time you shall. In distance comes trust and even more responsibility. Plus, the further you are, the less quickly the help shall come to you. Besides, that is not the point. We have some business to speak of, though I suggest we start with how you've been progressing in training." The unusual chill in her voice sent shivers down Aria's spine. In the end, there would only be bad news and hurt feelings, both of which were considered nuisances to a Vida's career.

"Daniella, I must agree. For Aria, when I began to see you train, I knew you would be good. And thus far you have become and are currently good. But for the sake of continuing and living the Vida tradition you must be great. While I am staying here, I shall make sure your training is proper and well executed. You will become great under my instruction. However, seeing as much you lack, I may even have to overstay my welcome here in order to get you to the point of being accepted by our community." The harshness in which Zoey Vida abased Aria was slowly eating away at her. Still, she took it in order to please her elder. "Along with the lack of skill you apparently seem to have, your ways to strategize and plan out operations is lacking greatly. When I was your age I was already heading teams out on hunts. Your sister, my dear lord, she was a prodigy and well – "

She snapped. Years of being compared to her elder sister, and looked down upon for the most trivial things finally broke free. "You know what grandma?! Back off will ya? All of these years, you've come down on me so hard and so careless, as if you were talking to a slave. I was never good enough for you. Only my sister was. So what if she's married and has kids already? I really don't care. I like my life and the way it's going. I mean, at least I'm not as bad as Artemis right?"

Daniella looked to her daughter with an almost murderous intent. It didn't seem to click in her head until the old woman pursed her lips and then parting them, asked quite intrigued, "Why would you say your not as bad as Artemis? From what I've been told, she's right on her way to becoming a star Vida. You're the only oddball."

Aria looked to her mother with almost disgust and hardly being able to contain herself divulged the secret of the girl upstairs. "No grandma, she hasn't gone on a single hunt in her life. The first time she picked up a sword, she threw it back down and said 'icky'. Now, who do you think is worse off now, me or my pacifist sister who wishes for everyone to stop fighting?" Smirking she turned to see the expression on her grandma's face but saw only a pure poker face.

The old woman called out to the young 16-year old. But there was no response. The house was as silent as ever and tension grew with every moment the crone's demands were left unanswered. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, Zoey rose and started to climb the stairs. Questioning what was going on with her eyes, Aria turned to her mother. In an instant she understood. For when her grandmother entered Artemis' sanctuary, the war had begun. Shouting could be heard from the second floor and if one had entered they would have seen a girl with black hair and ice-blue eyes sitting on her bed, covering her ears from the harsh criticism of her aged relative. Such an act of disrespect would not be tolerated by an old school person such as their grandmother. She grabbed Artemis by the hair and dragged her out of bed, all the while Aria and her mother stay seated downstairs. Down the hard, wooden stairs the young girl was drug and placed in front of a wall full of family history. "Do you not see how many people have been in our line, that have dedicated their lives to this cause?! How dare you disrespect all of them by turning your back on your heritage and your destiny! Look at them all!" Shouting, the grandmother shoved the firm-gripped head of Artemis in the direction of the family tree. "Now tell me, what is your name and your destiny!!"

Reduced to tears, Artemis cried, "Artemis Portia Leiana Farah Vida! It is my destiny to kill vampires and rid the world of evils like them." Released from her torture, she collapsed on the ground only to be accompanied by her sister a moment later and followed by her mother. Sobbing to her sister she vowed, "I will be free of this life and will be able to lead a normal life with friends and people who respect me, not just because of my last name. I will grow old with someone I love and we will never be burdened with the darker side of this world we call reality." Extending a caring hand, Aria led her sister to her room to lie down and rest for a while.

Coming back down she overheard her grandmother muttering on how useless her and her sister are and how she wished Daniella could of have more children like Athena. "She has three children already and is married to that wonderful hunter of a man, Viktor. You know she named her first girl after Elizabeth, and then the twins Exi and Eirian were of great heroes from wars past. She really is dedicated to all of what we have going here." Upon Aria entering, she changed the subject, so as not to create any more strife this day. "Daniella, is dinner perhaps ready?"

Nodding, the woman got up from the table and made her way to the oven and pulled out a savory-looking roast and placed it in the middle of the table. Salad on one side, potatoes on the other, and a gravy dish on the side of the roast facing the Grandmother. When Aria finally sat down, the routine of grace and silence following ensued for the rest of the duration of the meal. Afterwards, the 20-year old took a spare plate and some leftovers up to her more-than-likely, hungry sister.

Sitting on the side of her sister's bed, Aria placed the tray on the nightstand next to it. "You know you gotta eat something right? Being a size 3, you need all the food you can eat. So get up you lazy bum." Nudging Artemis playfully, she attempted further to get her sister up. Turning to face her elder, Artemis looked up with tear stained cheeks and red, puffy eyes. The young girl looked so sad and betrayed. Facing each other, Aria couldn't help but feel sympathetic towards the girl in front of her. The moment broke the instant a cold, sharp voice called to the elder of the two in the room.

"Aria, we need you in your mother's room immediately. It's of the utmost importance." Her voice beckoning to Aria, she got up and instructed her sister to eat as much as possible, leaving the room with an adieu. The hallway was darkened and at the other end, a master bedroom with many lights drew her attention. She figured it was about the upcoming Halloween events or even a huntresses training day. Walking past the door frame and into the room a ways, the door shut quickly behind her and she was instructed to sit down on the bed. Daniella smiled to her daughter and waited as Zoey sat down and was situated.

Turning back to her daughter, she began, "Lately, there have been several threats to our family and the other Macht witch lines. Not just verbally or symbolically either. Many of them have been attacked and beaten senselessly. Some even belonged to SingleEarth. The abomination didn't seem to distinguish the difference. The ones allegedly responsible are Fala of Silver's line and Karak of Kendra's line." Turning toward her mother, Daniella looked to continue but instead Zoey picked up the conversation.

"What we are planning is a major assault on vampires and mass raids of bash circuits. As of late there have been reports of Siete, the original vampire, in New York, meaning we may have the chance to bring him down once and for all. But for that to work we must enlist the help of Macht herself, which finding her is hard enough. Persuading her is about three times as hard. Getting back to the subject now, we will be having a nationwide attack and it will include all of the lines and the offspring 15 years or older," scanning the youngest face in the room for understanding, the old woman continued, "So that means you will be required to participate and I would love for you to come home unscathed but that requires years of experience in which you do not possess. Therefore, training from now on will be rigorous and beyond the level of what you are currently at. In a approximately a month, all the Vida's will gather and so will the Arun's, Marinitch's, Queitch's, and Light's at one household of each name and shall be presiding over the different regions of the U.S. for the night. Tonight get a good rest for tomorrow, hell begins for you." Aria solemnly nodded and rose very timidly. Attempting to process the information, she began to walk out and then turned back towards the elders, shaking her grandmother's hand and agreeing to the terms, receiving a hug and a kiss on the head from her mother.

Back down the dark hallway, she found a closed door with an infinite amount of darkness behind it. Entering the room, she changed quickly into her pajamas and turned on a blacklight which lit up her room. Aria crawled into her feather comforter bed and lay on her side. She picked up the remote and turned on her cd player, falling asleep to the words of "Apologize" by Timbaland.

I'm holding on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I'm hearing what you say but I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down, but wait
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around, and say...

that it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

I'd take another chance, take a fall
Take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But it's nothing new - yeah
I loved you with the a fire red-
[Apologize lyrics on it's turning blue, and you say...
I'm sorry like an angel
heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid...

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late whoaa ohhh...

Bridge (guitar/piano)

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah-
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah-
I'm holding on your rope, got me ten feet... off the ground...

AN: Hope you like this chapter. After this I'm not sure how often I'll be able to post. My bros are finally leaving my moms. I so happy. Anyhoo, when can I will try get some photos or drawings of Siete/Silver. Please review. Peace pplz!! D