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This chapter was the hardest to write so far! I didn't know where to start.

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Upon reaching street level Jaclyn heard Orrick on the phone talking about having a car sent to pick him and the creature he and team 15 have in custody. In less than ten minutes a dark green SUV pulled up.

"Right on time. Get her in the back seat. I'll sit next to her." Announced Orrick. Jayden led Jaclyn to the SUV and gave her a hand getting into the back seat. As the vehicle headed to their destination Jaclyn succumbed to the pain from her wounds and fainted.

"Damn girl why couldn't she have stayed dead. This is going to cause so much trouble. Be damned Raven Biltmore look what you have left me with. You should have never turned against us and went to work for Millennium. Now you have left us to care for your daughter and find the truth about why you and your family were sentenced for death. The Angel of Death never misses his target; I wonder why he left the girl alive." Thought Orrick as Jaclyn lost consciousness and fell against his shoulder. "I wish this girl wasn't promised to me. This is going to make life unbearable.

"What the hell happened? Where am I?" Jaclyn rose up to see that she was in white-washed room with no windows and a reinforced steel door. "Damn, must have fallen asleep on the trip to the so called "Head Quarters". That Orrick guy seems strangely familiar. WHAT THE HELL?

Just then the door flies open and Jayden comes in singing…

I see your dirty face
Hide behind your collar
What is done in vain
Truth is hard to swallow
So you pray to God
To justify the way you live a lie, live a lie, live a lie
And you take your time
And you do your crime
Well you made your bed
I'm in mine

Because when I arrive
I bring the fire
Make you come alive
I can take you higher
what is this, forgot?
I must now remind you
Let It Rock
Let It Rock
Let It Rock

Now the son's disgraced
He, who knew his father
when he cursed his name
Turned, and chased the dollar
but it broke his heart
So he stuck his middle finger
To the world
To the world
To the world
And you take your time
And you stand in line
Well you'll get what's yours
I got mine

Because when I arrive
I bring the fire
Make you come alive
I can take you higher
what is this, forgot?
I must now remind you
Let It Rock
Let It Rock
Let It Rock

Yeeeeeaaaaah!
Wayne's world
Planet Rock
Panties drop
And the top
And she gonna rock 'til the camera stops
And I sing about angels like angela
(Rock)
And Pamela
(Rock)
And Samantha
(Rock)
And Tamara
And Amanda

Im in here up like betch what's up
Mechanic, me, I can fix you up
I can lick you up
I can lick you down
Shorty we can go wherever just pick a town
And the jewelry is louder than an engine sound
Big as rocks like on the ground
Dirty like socks that's on the ground

Because when I arrive
I bring the fire
Make you come alive
I can take you higher
what is this, forgot?
I must now remind you
Let It Rock
Let It Rock
Let It Rock
Let It Rock
Let It Rock
Let It Rock

Just Let It Rock
Let It Rock
Let It Rock
Let It Rock
Let It Rock
Let It Rock
Let It Rock

I'm back like I forgot somethin'
I'm somethin
Rulin' rock rubbin' rap runnin'
Miles like I'm trying to get a flat stomach
Like Wayne the personal trainer
My aim is perfect I'll bng ya
Period, Like the remainda
I wish I could be
As cool as you
And I wish I could say
The things you do
But I can't and I won't live a lie
No not this time

"Yah like my singing Jaclyn? That's songs on the top of my favorite list. It's called Let is Rock."

"Um… Why were you singing? And where am I?"

"In the medical wing."

"That's not what I meant."

"Oh, you're at Head Quarters. Uncle told me to check on you. How are you feeling? You know you heal really fast. HI UNCLE!"

Jayden shouted as a middle aged man in a wheel chair came in the room.

"Hello Jayden. Are you driving this young lady crazy with your antics?"

"Aah… no, Uncle." Answers Jayden as he gives a quick glance to Jaclyn to see if she would back him up to keep him out of trouble.

Jaclyn getting the idea says "No, he was just asking how I was feeling. May I ask who you are?"

"I'm the head of this vampire hunting agency. I'm called Uncle by all the agents. I would like to have you as one of my agents, Jaclyn. My nephew feels that you would be an excellent hunter. We have researched on your background. You have no crimes on your record and are an orphan. Do you know who your parents were?"

Blinking at all this information, Jaclyn answers "No. I have no memory of who my parents really were."

"Your father was half vampires who use to work for us. Your mother is unknown to us. You should also know that you were promised to Orrick by your father. If you agree to work for us you will have to be pared with Orrick. You should also know that if you refuse you will be taken by the wereanimal agency and imprisoned. So what is your decision?"

"Guess I have choice but to work for you if I want to have some freedom."

"Good. Jayden, take her to Orrick. He'll know what to do with her. I've already talked to him." Uncle said as he rolled out the door and down the hall way.

"Come on lets go Jaclyn."

Jaclyn got out of the bed and noticed that she was not wearing her normal cloths, but a blue long sleeve nightgown that went down to the floor. "What am I wearing?"

"A nightgown. Your cloths were ruined and the healers put you in it."

"I can't move through the hallway like this! What was wrong with my cloths they just had a few holes in them. I could fix them."

"We hold ourselves to a higher standard than that Jaclyn. Orrick will get you a uniform when he takes guardianship of you. Now, come on." he said as he grabbed her arm and drug her out the door and down the hallway. They moved through several more hallways and up two flights of stairs. Jayden stopped at a door and knocked on it.

"What is it?" Orrick's muffled voice responded.

"I have Jaclyn. Uncle says you would know what to do with her. He also says she's your problem now. See yah!" he said as he bolted back down the hallway leaving Jaclyn staring at the door of Orrick's room. After a minute or so she heard movement and the door opened.

"In." he ordered. Jaclyn walked into the room as asked. The room was a gothic style sitting room with two couches facing each other on opposite walls. In the middle was an ancient, dark wooden table. The walls had many dark themed paintings and a few swords on them. Next to both the couches were two doors and on the back wall was another door. The walls themselves were stone. The floor was stone with a fancy rug spread out on it. It all gave the room a cold un-welcome atmosphere.

Jaclyn stood in next to the table waiting for Orrick to say something. He said nothing so she took the chance to ask him "Can I have my cloths back? I like blue and all, but this nightgown makes me feel exposed."

"Hn. I thought that gown showed off all your curves quite well. And NO, you can't have your rages back. I sent for a uniform to be brought up for you. It should be here in an hour or so. Come, I'll show you to your new room."

Mumbling under her breath "Gee, thanks. Just what I wanted to hear. Now all I need is someone to tell me I would look better nude."

"I could arrange for that if you want, cat. It will be much better than your rags that got burned."

"Jerk."

"Mouthy, ungrateful cat."

"I am not a cat!" she shouted as she spun around to face him. Holding her finger up she glares at him and says "Don't call me a cat again."

As she finished her comment Orrick, faster then she could see grabbed her out-stretched right arm. He twisted it behind her back and pushed her to the floor and placed his knee on her back. Leaning down to whisper in her ear, "Lesson one. Don't ever back-talk me." At this she struggles against his hold on her. Orrick just pulls her arm further across her back causing her to fight more.

"If you don't quit I'm going to dislocate your arm." He firmly told her as he pulled more on her arm. Realizing that Orrick really would dislocate her arm, Jaclyn stopped moving even though Orrick jerked on her arm once more to make sure she got the message.

"Good. Now I hope you don't get it in your head to be rebellious again. The others may give you leave way to misbehave because you grew up on the streets, but I will not. There is no room for back-talking and not taking orders here."

Letting her up he tells her "The door on the left wall is your room and the door on the back wall leads to the bathroom. The room off the right wall is mine. Under no circumstances are you to enter that room unless you are ordered to by me. I have to work to do. Stay in your room until I get back"

Orrick left the room and went down the hallway the way Jayden had left.

"Great. I get to deal with a control freak. Guess I'll go look at my room. I don't have anything else to do." Thought Jaclyn as she walked in to her new room. The room was small. It had a single bed with a night table. As well as a dressing table and on the back wall there was an empty closet. "The bed is all red with a canopy. I've never had a real bed, or even a nice room like this. Oh, look the dressing table has a really big mirror on it. I could get use to this. Now all I need are cloths. I just with this room had a window. Oh well, can't have everything."

An hour later Orrick comes back and walks into Jaclyn's room. "Here" he says throwing a role of cloths at her. "They're the same style as your rags were. The great coat is still being made. We had to make an all new uniform for you because you are an odd size. Get dressed and come out. I had dinner brought up." Orrick turned and walked out of the room shutting the door behind him.

Jaclyn, who had been sitting on the bed, got up and looked at the cloths that had been thrown at her. They looked just like her old outfit except for the patches were not there. The pants were more like dark gray camouflage, and the vest's pockets were better made and positioned on it. "Great, now all I need are a pair of shoes." She thought as she dressed and walk out into the sitting room.

After she ate dinner with Orrick he told her to go to bed because tomorrow he was going to start training her.

I hope you enjoyed. Oh, if you were wondering, Orrick is mean cause that's how most trackers are. You'll learn more about it later in the fic.

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