If anyone doesn't know who Princess Raven is, she is an original character owned by the Nine tail Princess , and also owns Luna the werewolf:) Here's a link to her ask account on deviant art if ya want to find out more.

Raphael gazed steely out the second storey window of Hotel Dumort. Like all his followers, he was completely on edge, awaiting a certain car to slow in front of the hotel steps. He paced across the room as he had done numerous times already, and froze with every other vampire in the building as the screech of rubber tore down the street and parked cleanly at curb.

The onyx back door of the huge BMW opened slightly, spilling out the grace of the Night Princess. Her eyes were still a piercing blood red like a fledgling's even though she outlives the head vampire himself, and flowing down past her shoulders, her hair as black as the night she ruled alongside her mother on occasion, the Night Queen. The cranberry silk dress she wore melted down to her shins, whipping the air as she marched dangerously up the steps. A girl in blue, with slightly tanned skin, followed her and dark brown hair that made her seem rough compared to the Princess.

The room stilled as it waited for the girls to reach them. The scent of wolf reached them as they approached the door, startling them into unsheathing their fangs.

"Put those away or you'll hurt yourselves." None moved, still defensive over their lair currently entered by a werewolf. The girl in blue smirked tauntingly, and the Night princess smiled.

"Let me put it this in a way you will comprehend. Princess Raven of the Night, that's me, is a trained assassin, and have worked with Luna, who I might add is an ex Princess herself for at least a decade. I know how to hold down an opponent's neck while she rips apart the limbs. So it's fair to say if Luna is harmed in any way, I will personally ensure you wish for daylight to come."

"On a happier note, this building is awfully devoid of female Night Children. Where is Camille? She normally has a cup of blooded coffee for me when I arrive"

Raphael straightened himself out, followed cautiously by the others.

"I am afraid she has abandoned her duties as head vampire of New York, Your Highness."

"And that would explain the dreariness. Honestly, what does anyone DO with their eternal lives these days?"

"Raven, there is an individual of concern at this time, one that threatens the Night life. He walks in Daylight, runs with both Shadowhunters and Lycans, he."

"Raphael, stop. Firstly, it is Princess Raven to you, secondly, this creature sounds intriguing, why have you not captured him yet, if he is such a threat to your coven?"

"Your Highness, every coven is in danger..."

"Answer me!" Raphael paused

"He bears the Mark of Cain. Anything that sets out to do him harm will receive their action back seventh fold."

"Interesting. Where is he now?"

"My source says he left his house this afternoon, but they near recalled him entering the house before. Apparently, he was heading to some kind of teenage book shop. A..A comic book shop, that's what they said."

"Have you any item of his we can use to track him?"

"Alas, no. But he will probably stay near his house for the next few days, his friend shadowhunter wedded yesterday."

"What a shame, whoever it is won't see him when they get back"

"But the Mark!" Raphael shouted down the stairs as Raven descended them.

She replied sternly. "I'm the daughter of the Hades and the Night Queen. I am basically dead already."