A/N: Pickles.

Quick Note: Please take note that when people are thinking, they think the word vampire, but when Stella is speaking she, for the most part says Methuselah. This is out of respect for them.

Another Quick note: Stella spent about a week and a half looking for an apartment, so Demetry is back and in control now.

Disclaimer: don't you want to know what happens in this chapter? Fine. You take much more enjoyment out of my pain. You are all a bunch of sadistic happy-vampires.

Stella thanked the officer (and was ignored again) and they both left. The police were of no help to them, as she suspected. There had not been a blood sucking in the Vatican for years. When they got back, Tres went off on some errand that had reached his sensors while Stella made her way to the Cardinal's office. She knocked, and went in. For a moment, the room remained empty.

"Yes, Stella?" Cardinal Kate's voice preceded her hologram.

Stella stepped forward so she was standing in front of the Cardinal. She put some pictures on the desk. As the Cardinal looked them over, she explained her position.

"This is why I am wondering if I could speak with someone who has a higher Methuselah population."

Cardinal Kate closed her eyes. "This is definitely a troubling situation. Do you have any idea at all as to what is going on?"

Stella hesitated, but continued anyway. "For some reason, these Methuselah were drinking the blood and their teeth appeared smaller. Over the course of two months, thirteen people have gone missing. However, there was only a three-day time when the people actually went missing. In other words, when there was a full moon. The full moon was known before Armageddon as a time when people would act strangely. Methuselah, having some traces of Terran DNA, could be reacting to the full moon. I believe that these three facts connect them somehow."

Cardinal Kate nodded. "I have someone you can talk to." She reached over and typed on a small gold keypad on her desk. As they waited for an answer Sister Kate eyed Stella warily. "How do you know what people thought before Armageddon?"

Stella held back. "Please, this is one of the best kept secrets of me and my brother. It's personal and I do not want anyone to find out."

Cardinal Kate rummaged around in her desk until she brought out a small black book with a golden cross on it. She put her hand on it. "I promise on my word as the Cardinal as well as the bible that I will tell no one about this."

Stella sighed. "I assume by your aura that this is a good thing. My brother and I, in our short time of freedom, uncovered a hidden library from before Armageddon. It was completely intact. We took as many books as we could on our travels, but then when we returned to the city, we put them back."

Before Cardinal Kate could respond, she started to look seriously ticked. "That Wordsworth. Sixty years old and he is still tinkering with that stupid thing. Stella, I'm sorry, but I have to go. The person you are about to speak with is Virgil. He's the Methuselah that now has control of Albion. Well, that is until they name a new queen." With that, the Cardinal's hologram flickered out.

Stella only had to wait a few seconds before a young Methuselah's hologram flickered in front of her. Albion had certainly come a long way, he was a life-sized hologram and he was in full color.

"You, I'm guessing, are the one who called for me." He said not unkindly.

Stella smiled gently at the man. "Well, that was Cardinal Kate. She has to go kill a sixty year-old man for doing something, so I guess I'm the bad news-bearer."

"And who exactly are you? You are not wearing a sister's uniform."

"That is because I am not a sister, though it seems that everyone here is trying to convert me." Stella kept her tone light and casual. "No, I'm Stella Iceheart and I just work here with Fathers Tres, Leon and Nightroad."

The Methuselah's holographic eyebrow rose. "Really? Now I'm interested. I'm Virgil. What, may I ask is the nature of this interesting call?"

Stella didn't hesitate with this man. Even though he was a hologram and it was hard to tell, this man had no ill intent. "Well, as of late there have been people going missing here in the Vatican. Thirteen to be exact, and they all have gone missing in the three day full-moon phase. None of the people have anything in common and have no apparent connection with anyone of direct importance. Two of the people were found today, dead. They were sucked dry of any blood. It seems they were being used for nourishment. It is my observation that there have been no attacks like this for years, decades in fact. Also, the fang sizes on their necks were much smaller, a little bit bigger than my own." She flashed her fangs at him.

Virgil had a troubled look on his face. "In the past, we vampires have been known to drink blood for energy, but most have forsaken this way and have opted for a less illegal course of action." He said slowly.

Stella nodded her head. "That's what's got me thinking. I needed someone who was around Methuselah all the time and lived in a society where this kind of thing was… well, normal. Cardinal Kate apparently recommends you."

Virgil nodded. "This kind of thing is definitely semi-normal. Here in Albion humans attack Methuselah and vice versa much of the time."

"I need several things from you, if you don't mind."

"It would be a pleasure, Miss Iceheart."

"Stella." She said automatically.

"What?"

Stella pushed away a little embarrassment, she had insulted one of the world's leaders and she was practically representing two countries. The Vatican and her brother's, of course. "Oh um, sorry. I hate that name."

Virgil nodded. "I see why you would."

"Anyway, could you get me a list of the average fang size for the past two decade and a copy of all repots on Methuselah attacks on Terrans for the same amount of time?" She smiled.

"Of course, it'll take some time, they'll probably come sometime next week." Virgil nodded. "Is that all you need?"

Stella fidgeted slightly. "Well, yes. Have you had any contact with the newest Emperor of the unnamed country?"

Virgil looked surprised. "No, I wasn't aware that there was a new Emperor. Can't be worse than the last one though, how did they get rid of him?"

Stella made sure her face was blank before saying, "I assassinated him."

"Oh? I have two more questions." Virgil did not seemed disturbed by the news.

"Yes?" asked Stella, her apprehension growing.

"Who is the new Emperor and what are you?"

Stella sighed sadly. She knew this was coming. "I am a Titan, sir. We are creatures designed to hunt and kill Crusnicks and any other enemy. I am one of the last, besides my brother."

Virgil's eyes widened. "Kill Crusnicks?" he whispered. "But you must be aware…"

"Yes. Luckily enough for me, I have escaped those bonds and now can call Father Nightroad an ally, a friend, even. As for your other question, I'll introduce you."

A/N: Too tired to keep going. Review!