Chapter 1

2009

She looked upon the grave of one of her dearest friends, setting down the flowers she brought every year on the anniversary of her death. Along side them was another bouquet, a mysterious one the appeared on the same day every year, even though this particular grave was closed to the public. The name engraved into it was in a beautiful script, giving the sense of someone important, and that she was. Rosette Christopher, one who had been chosen by God, one who never gave up and whose actions had affected the outcome of the world.

Satella walked down the row of graves, the wind chilling her through her coat. It was March here in Chicago, a light layer of snow on the ground as she made her way back to her hotel. Her actual residence was in New York, where she would sometimes assist the Magdalene Order. The last few years had seen a spike in demon activity, so she was helping out more and more everyday. She never actually entered the Order's buildings, she simply hunted demons when told, receiving orders when the forces were dealing with higher class enemies. She liked hunting the demons, but preferred to stay away from the Order; it brought back too many memories. Her jewel collection had grow impressively, and she wondered if her power was starting to rival that of her sister's, even though she hadn't seen her in years.

There was no news about Fiore. The Order and Hendricks Financial Group did some searching for her after the two had awakened, but nothing came up. She had disappeared once again, like so many years ago. Only this time there was a difference. Satella didn't worry or search. She trusted her sister and knew she had made her own decision. Respecting that, she decided to wait for the day when her sister would come to her. To much of the first part of her life had been spent searching for Fiore, and she didn't want to use any more of it that way. Rosette had taught her to use the time in her life wisely, and she could think of better things to accomplish then doting over her older sister.

After a quick stop to her room, Satella wandered into the hotel's bar. She sat down and ordered a drink along with a quick bite to eat. Soon a man was sitting beside her. He was tall, with jet black hair and a lean build. He wasn't that bad looking, and even though he was on the skinny side there was obviously some muscle to him. He seemed to be around her age. "Hello," he said before ordering a drink, "What's your name?"

Smiling she looked at him, somewhat interested, but not for something that would be long distance. "If you're looking for someone to hook up with, try someone who actually lives in Chicago and doesn't have a flight to catch at 8 am the next morning."

"You going to New York?" His question surprised her, all he got was a nod in return. He smiled. "I didn't think you were from this city, you just seem sort of out of place."

More like out of place in this century, she thought to herself as he continued to talk. "Not in a bad way though. Oh, and I'm catching the same flight too, by the way.I had to come out here for work. My name's Lucian Edwards."

"Well, it's nice to meet you Lucian. What do you do for a living?"

"I work for the church. Every once in awhile I have to travel because of it, though it doesn't happen that often."

She nodded, understanding what traveling for work could be like. "Well Lucian, I'm sorry to say but I've had a long day and would like to get to bed early. But who knows, maybe we'll see each other at the air port." She smiled while getting her bag. Flipping her hair, she strutted out of the bar, heading back to her room. I guess he wasn't that bad, she thought while getting ready for bed, maybe I'll see him tomorrow. She frowned. He works with the Church though…Hmmm. I guess I'll just have to see what kind of impression he makes tomorrow. That's if I see him, she added, turning out the light as she snuggled into bed. Who knows, maybe she genuinely did want to see him again, and God knows how long it's been since she's felt that way.

Author's note-…R&R. I need opinions…especially about when Satella was talking to Lucian…I hope this doesn't fail…

…and it's short again! D: