'The harmony queen, the decibel kings
Inevitable, we were born to do incredible things'-Prevail.

Chapter IV

Attempts

MissNickiVixen: Yo, drama queen.

SinisterIntentions: Nicola! Hey baby. How are you?

MissNickiVixen: I'm fine, but you owe me big time. Your stupid boyfriend can't live without you. Dude, don't be surprised if he turns up at your door. Lol.

SinisterIntentions: Hey, Claude is not stupid...I really miss him too. Tell him I love him lots. So, you got anything new?

MissNickiVixen: Yes, that's why I'm here...

SinisterIntentions: Oh shit. I forgot, your NEVER online. Hahaha.

MissNickiVixen: Oh quite the sarcasm, puh-lees. Anywhoos, look the real reason why I came online, is because I have a few urgent updates on Vincent. He knows your there, after him Giselle. My recent dream had a very unclear part where you chased him through the woods, on your motorbike...then theres another part, where your bleeding, and his laughing at you. Giselle, you must hurry. He might move location. The only real reason his there is because it's very isolated and his coven of demons are there. He will summon them, and they'll be after you. Hurry, find him. And quick.

SinisterIntentions: What do you mean hurry? I can't, I don't know where he is exactly..

The following message could not be delieverd, as this person seems to be offline:

SinisterIntentions: What do you mean hurry? I can't, I don't know where he is exactly..

Drat. She's offline. Oh God, why now Nicola? Why?

''Giselle! Someone's on the phone for you!'' Penelopé called out. I picked up the other line, the one in my room, and answered.

''Giselle? Oh my God, It's you! Dude, it's Violeta!'' The girl sqeueled.

''Violeta? As in Violeta D'Anini, as in Violeta, Illuminati Violeta?'' I asked, getting excited.

''Yes! Duh! Your here? Why didn't you tell me!How long have you been here for?''

''Well, aren't you supposed to be in Ohio?I mean...that's where you live,'' I said, starting to get freaked.

''Yes, I did now I don't. I decided to move here, closer to some family, like Penelopé,'' she said.

''Wait, why didn't Penelopé tell me about this?''

''Because Penelopé told me she wanted you all for herself for the first few days, caus' she know's how we constantly go out all the time.Hahaha,'' she luaghed.

''Oh, I see. Is that so huh. Anyways, do you have a flat of your own or something?'' I asked.

''No silly, I'm moving into Penelopé's place. She offered!'' She screamed in delight.

Now it was my turn to scream,''Seriously? Ahhh!''

''Yes, seriously. Now listen, I'm gonna be there at about 7:00pm. So be prepared...'' she giggled.

''Why?'' I asked.

''What do you mean why? Just do it. It's quite...urgent. Nicola told me,'' she whispered the last part.

''Nicola told you what?'' I asked, pretending not to know.

''About the Vincent thing. Look, I've known about this too, for a long time, and I think I know where he might be,'' she said.

''Really?''

''Yeh. And, um, get into something tight,'' she said.

''Why? What's happening?''

''Because we're gonna need our motorbikes for this silly..ask Penelopé where she left your one, unless she burnt it,'' she laughed.

''Oh shush,'' I said, and hung up. She's such a joker. Motorbike huh? Penelopé has my motorbike. I can't believe I left it here. And she hasn't told me she had it. Goddamit.

''Penelope?'' I called, over the stair barriers. in the corridor.

''Yes?''

''Do you have my motorbike?'' I asked.

''Motorbike? Who told you about that?'' She asked, coming into view now, below me, downstairs.

''Violeta did. She said you still have it,'' I said.

''Oh yes. I do...I remember telling Violeta about how I kept some of your possesions whilst you were away...''

''Yeh, do you have the keys to it by any chance?'' I asked

''Yes. Go outside the garage, and I'l meet you there,'' she said, then disapeared back into one of the rooms downstairs.

I rushed down the stairs, outside then waited by the garage. It was a chilly night, but the cold didn't effect me.

''Here you are,'' I heard Penelopé's voice behind me. I turned around to see her hand dangling a pair of keys.

''Lovely,'' I said, resisting the urge to smile really menacingly. She just smiled, as I walked over to the garage, and pulled up the sliding door, lifing it over myself. It was a very dark garage, but empty, apart from a few shelves which were stacked with oil, paints and brushes. And a big, hard edged thing, covered in black waterproof material. This must be my motorbike.

I walked up to the lumpy thing, and lifted off the cover, revealing my sleek, dark Yamaha motorbike. I was as gorgeous as ever, and it looked like it hadn't been driven in ages. Ever since Violeta, known as the Adrenalin Junkie, intorduced me to motorbikes, I fell head over heels for this one, and ever since then, us two, whenever we had the chance, went motorbike racing in the mud, on rainy days, on hills, even on sand. Just the feeling that you get over controlling something of great power, is undescribable.

Just as I was about to sit on it, and take it for a spin, I saw headlights, which caused me to become permanantly blind for a minute. Then I saw her, on the hottest red honda motorbike. Ever. The minute she parked right next to where Penelopé was standing, she hugged her, then asked for me.

''I'm right here,'' I called, my voice echoing in the garage.

''GISEELLLEEE!'' She screamed, rushing over to me at great speed, throwing her arms around me so fast, that I nearly toppled over.

''Woah, hold your horses, Letty,'' Letty is one of her nicknames.

''Aren't you happy to see me at all? I'm shocked!'' She smiled.

''I am, it's just that, you nearly killed me there,'' I reminded her.

''Right. Technically I can't, and we're on a mission. And I just happen to know where his coven happens to be,'' she smirked.

''Where?'' I asked, anxious.

''In the woods.''

''Slow down Letty!'' I called out, as she was way ahead of me on her motorbike. I think she heard me, because she seemed to slow down by 20mph, coming right at my side. I lifted off the black screen of my helmet, to look at her more clearly.

''Giselle, can you hear me?'' She called out over the engines of the motorbikes, and the rush of air coming by.

''Yes, very clearly actually,'' I replied.

''Good, cos in about 20 seconds, we have to make a quick turn to the left,'' she shouted. I counted for 20 seconds, and saw a left turn into the woods. We both quickly shifted all our weight to the left, bringing the motorbikes to the sides, nearly touching the ground. Then I balanced back, and we headed straight.

''Giselle, we're at our destination,'' suddenly she stopped to a hault, and I was surprised by her sudden hault. I skidded as I tried to stop my motorbike, and nearly flew over it. I stopped it, and stepped off, looking around for Letty. I looked behind me, to see a very amused looking Letty, laughing her head off at me.

''What's so funny?'' I asked, removing my helmet.

''Nothing, just the way you stopped,'' she said, bursting with laughter.

''Yeh, whatever. Now, let's get a move on,'' I said, walking towards here.

''Yeh. Look, we need to do something to grab the attention of Vincent. He may only be a Vampire, but he sure as hell is strong. And ancient,'' she said, with slight warning in her voice.

''I know,'' I said, having a light bulb moment, ''We could grab some random animal, and cut it or something, then Vincent wou;d be attracted by it's blood. Right?''

''Sorry to burst your bubble there, Giselle, but Vincent is not into animals. He likes human blood. And the only human here...'' she said, looking at me,''is you.''

''Firstly, I'm not human. Secondly, why in the world would I want to cut myself?'' I asked, bewilldered.

''Are you forgetting that your part slayer, and part slayers have human in them...which means you bleed Giselle, you bleed,'' she said, putting frustrated emphasize to the word bleed ''and if you don't want to capture him, then don't prick or cut your finger. It's not like it's going to fall off.''

''Fine,'' I said, getting angry with myself, and Letty. I always had a trusty Swiss army knife stuffed in my pocket. I took it out, and flicked the blade, bringing it slowly to my wrist. I knew I would not feel a thing, or even if it was a severe cut, I would not die. I already was. The blade glint dangerously in the light of the moon. I brought it closer, and swiped it, the cold metal tearing my soft, pale skin. Slowly, blood oozed out, looking black in the dark, looking like poison on snow. I stuffed the blade back into my pocket, and held out my wrist into the air.

Suddenly, I heard a snap. Letty immediatly looked at me sternly in the eyes, and nodded her head to signal that he was here. I turned around to where the sound was coming from. Then a woman jumped out, pressing me to the ground, a blade to my throat. I looked up, to see Letty head to head with a werewolf. I looked up at the woman's face. Realization dawned upon me, as I realized who these two creatures were. The woman was one of Vincent's summond demons; Nina. She was a killer. A cold blooded killer. The werewolf was Esthero. One of the werewolf twins. They were both highly trained by Vincent, and I knew that pretty well.

How did I know all this? Who wouldn't know their mothers murderer whole family tree? They were like family to him. These vile creatures, and they were soon going to be banished from this earth, personally, by moi. I looked up at the woman. She had a half-mask made of golden material covering hald her face. Her deadly grey eyes narrowed as she tried pushing the dagger closer to my neck. No way was I letting this bitch touch me. I would rather die being run over, than killed by a worthless, evil demon. My death was desereved to a creature of higher status. I looked up into her eyes, and spat on her face. I grabbed her shoulders, and threw her behind me, using her arms as support to get me up. I took out my army knife, and as it was about to make contact with her chest, she disapeared, leaving golden dust behind. What the?

I looked back, to see the werewolf running back now into the woods. Leaving a scratched up Letty. Though, she looked weaker than me, she never collapsed. I went over to her, letting her support herself on me.

''Letty? You ok?'' I asked. She did not reply.

''Letty! Wake up,'' I slapped her face, though it did not have any effect on her. I sat down, bringing her with me. I looked down at her face, analysing it for a moment. She had a small puted mouth, with a petite nose and almond eyes. Her short, cherry red hair shone in the moonlight. Her pale skin, even paler. I had an idea, and it would probably take a while to get her to listen, but it was worth a try.

''Letty?''I whispered, loud enough for her to hear me. Her eyes slowly fluttered open, the dark burgundy that was once there had disappeared, leaving a trace of black. I'm guessing she hadn't been hunting in a while.

''Giselle...are you ok?'' her voice seemed dry.

''Yes, I'm in perfect condition. You seem pretty weak though. And there's only one thing I can do to restore your energy,'' I said.

''Please...anything but that. I can't do it. Your family to me. I can't. I simply can't.''

''Please. Do it for me. It won't hurt me...look, I'm going to stock up on some blood in a days time, so you don't have to worry. Besides, you need the energy more than me. I already have too much,'' I said, smiling at her. She smiled back, urging herself to get up. I helped her sit up, as she looked at me.

''Are you sure Giselle?'' She asked.

''I couldn't be more sure,'' I beamed. I placed my recently cut wrist in her direction. There was still some fresh blood trying to ooze it's way out. She carefully took my arm in her hand, and placed her mouth over it. Then she began to feed. I could not feel anything at all, as she was the type of vampire like me. All the Illuminati were.

When she finished, she looked up at me, smiling so much, I thought her cheeks would burst.

''Thank you so much Giselle. You truly are the greatest friend,'' she said, hugging me tightly.

''No problemo. And anyways, we're like sisters, so no worries,'' I said. We both laughed, as we picked ourselves up, and got back onto our motorcycles, speeding away. I was not worried about collapsing from the slight loss of blood, or dying at my next encounter with the demons. No, I did not give a shit about that. What I really was worried about, was when Penelopé questioned us where we were, and what we were up to. And I happen to be one of the worst liars ever.

I'm just hoping I don't blow up my cover...