"As nice as it would be to be back to normal, the girls are monsters. We cannot just simply over look the largest aspect of their lives. Although your complaining of Miss Dracula would be cut off, as she is no longer around in the finishing school. But you must wonder about the emotions of those on the plane with her…" Colonel Calloway muttered, as the plane disappeared out of view.

On the plane…

Sabella just sat there praying that none of the other vampires would notice her, she had not disgraced them. But she was going home during the worst blood shortage of the year, and her Uncle Draco would be present in the castle. Maybe survival was not such an easy task outside the school walls. Rubella, her step-mother (the third in four years) sat quietly smirking at her. If Draco did not check her for blood then she knew Rubella would send her into oblivion with her poison taste.

"My dear, vhy vould you vant to come home during the school vear. You are usually so happy to be there." The Count asked, coal eyes taking in his daughters pale lilac skin and quivering lips. Her eyes glued to the plane's expensive flooring.

"The cadets now know vhat ve are. I convinced the girls to allow the breech in our secret, in exchange if the situation turned sour; I vould return home. So here I am," she whispered "back in hell, how could you allow Uncle Draco to stay at the castle. You do not get along with him and Rubella and him have an extremely strong bond. Daddy, please send him home, I don't have any blood in my veins this time." She finished crowding herself into a small corner.

Inside Grimwood's…

All the girls stood there, just trying to forget, to forgive, to do something for Sabella. Going back to hell; because she let all of them all down. Elsa didn't move from the armchair she sat in once the violet haired vampire moved out forever. She was alone, dreaming the vivid dreams Sabella had described to her, before everything had changed. No one seemed to care anymore, like Bella was ruining their chances with the boys. Elsa hadn't agreed with the need for love from the cadets; she'd liked Miguel sure enough, but with her looks and how comfortable she was with herself. She knew he wasn't interested in anything other than a lab partner.

But Bella had entertained her mind, helped her pass English Lit last year when no one else could even get through to her. And then the vampiress had broken down, and they had bonded becoming inseparable. Between, the two of them the school had gained a reputation for creating powerful, sustainable minds. And being without the louder half, well that would just be impossible.

Back on the plane…

Well, actually they were back home in Transylvania. The castle manor filled with dark shadows and more coffins than a military cemetery. Where all of Sabella's friends and fathers victims sat waiting for his call, and this is where the Count stood- along with Rubella. But the young daughter was nowhere to be seen, until you really searched. In the dark dungeons below the house Sabella was chained to one of the ancient stone walls, crying hysterically. Her evil uncle stood in front of her, fangs gleaming as a red tinged smile flit across his face.

The young vampire had bite marks all over her neck and legs, leaving her thoroughly bruised, bleeding and scared. She was alone, and this time he was ready to take her life, she just wished someone cared.