At long last, I have finally posted another chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Dark-Hunter series, while most of the components of this story come from me; everything else belongs to Sherrilyn Kenyon.

After both of them stopped laughing, Mary was the first to speak. "What're you doing here?" She listened for approaching footsteps before she continued. "Don't you know what Aldrich would do to the both of us if he found you here?" All he did was smile and shake his head.

"Mistress, I very well know the risk, that's why I'm here." Mary stared at him, shocked. No one had ever cared for her that much to go to all of that trouble, just for her. Now all it made her feel was sheepish.

"Well, sorry for being so mean in the dining hall. I had to do that so the others didn't suspect anything." The boy nodded, he understood the risk of this situation.

"Well, why I'm here is that I have something to tell you…" he paused and gaged Mary's reaction. She stared at him trustingly, waiting for what he was going to say. "You really are a witch, I've been watching you and when you're alone and I've seen—" CRACK!

The boy's head jerked to the side as Mary delivered a smack across his face. Bother were in shock. He because he should've seen this coming and she because she had never struck anyone in her life.

"How dare you!" Mary hissed, tears straining in her words. "I thought you were my friend. I mean after all we've been through! But, my mind was right all along, you've betrayed me like all the rest."

"But Mistress!" he started, grabbing for her.

"Don't touch me!" She snarled, whirling on him. "I never want to see you again! Get out of my sight before I call my maid." The boy hesitated for a moment, but then he quickly paled in fear and sped out of the room as Mary growled in warning. After he fled she slammed the door, no longer caring of drawing attention.

Turning away from the door, Mary collapsed to the floor, exhausted. She looked to where the mirror had been and she saw that there was still large shard that remained. Staring at her reflection she saw, red glowing eyes and skin that was an ashy blue color. Mary gaped in horror, am I really a witch? She felt a stab to her heart, her own thoughts were betraying her.

Mary had suspected as much, but hearing someone say it to her face, especially the servant boy, the one she loved, sent her mind and heart into a hurricane of misery and torment. Though she he knew nothing of love, she sure felt something for this boy. Remembering his reaction as he retreated, Mary hated herself even more. I really am a monster, she thought.

After internally battling herself, Mary decided that it was time for her to leave, in a matter of minutes; Mary had all of her clothes packed. She even had a food sack from when the kitchen servant brought her food because many times she was sent to her room without being able to eat. So, without looking back, Mary left.

Leaving through her window, she finally made it outside and she found herself in the gardens. Mary knew exactly where she was, having hidden here many times while playing games or hiding from her father. Mary was more familiar with the gardens than she was with the back of her hand. As she made it to the first bush, she heard a crash that came from her own room.

Hearing a yell of protest, it was unmistakable, Aldrich had found her gone. Now she had to hurry, hiding behind the nearest bush she watched for him from her window. From there she saw that Aldrich had a torch and he was shining it all over the ground as he looked for her. Suddenly in a split second Aldrich and Mary locked gazes and for several seconds no one moved.

Aldrich shouted in fury again, as he charged for her, gracefully jumping through the window, he landed on the ground. After regain his footing he started for her. Mary didn't hesitate, running she didn't stop to look behind her until she was out of breath. Looking behind her, Aldrich was nowhere to be seen. Taking this opportunity, she hid behind the nearest bush.

For several minutes, Mary held her breath and listened for footsteps. Hearing nothing she peaked out into the main path and she saw someone. It was a little girl, she was the same age as Mary, and had long blonde hair and she was wearing only a white chemise. Mary gasped, her appearance looked familiar, one she recognized as her own.

Without hesitating, Mary followed her. The strange girl led her through the garden. She didn't even look back once, and she just kept going, seemingly knowing that Mary was following her.

Before she knew it, the girl had led her to the main gate. But as Mary tried to get close, to tell her thank you, the girl whirled on her. Meeting face-to-face Mary gasped and the girl's eyes widened. They both shared exact features; they had the same length hair and everything, all except for the eyes. While Mary had silver eyes that swirled, this girl had brown eyes that matched her mothers.

It can't be… Studying the girl further, Mary looked in her eyes and gasped again. The girl stared at her with such hatred that the very foundation of it burned her soul.

"What's your name?" Mary whispered, as anyone would to an enraged animal.

Instead of answering her aloud, Mary heard the girl's voice inside her head. I have no name. I wasn't born into this world, unlike you, sister. Don't think I saved you from father just to help you. Mary stared at her speechless. Sister? But before she could answer, the girl continued. All that I do serves my own purposes. And my time for revenge will come. Looking into Mary's face, the girl smiled hauntingly. But, for now, goodbye sister. As her wispy form dissipated the girl's laugh faded more slowly, leaving chills all over Mary's body.

Looking back at the house, Mary could hear the clamor that Aldrich was making trying to find her. Then when she heard the dogs barking she paled. Squeezing through the fence, Mary fled into the woods.

While this chapter may be short, I'll try to post another very soon. Please leave a review and tell me what you think.