Hey everyone i've been updating a lot lately but I have suddenly gotten inspired and have been fighting to keep myself from writing. I know that your're all excited but I dont if I'm going to be updating as much this upcoming two weeks cause i have two huge projects due for school. But I have a goal I'm going to try and get a chapter out AT LEAST every two weeks. So I hope you all enjoy.

DMA

It was cold and snow was falling all around her silently. She could tell that it was dark around her but for some reason she could see perfectly. She couldn't see anyone but she knew that she wasn't alone, she knew she was being watched, hunted. She turned around trying to see her opponent looking for any signs that gave away their position. As if a veil had been lifted she was able to hear again but still it was eerily quiet her heavy breathing the only thing that broke the silence.

Suddenly behind her she heard light footsteps, she spun around quickly. A woman stood in front of her wearing a red and black kimono, long black hair covered her eyes and most of her face only her lips were showing, they were painted blood re making the woman look even more sinister; in her hand a long silver sword gleamed in the faint light. The woman was the same height as her but she still gave off an intimidating presence.

"Are you ready?" asked the woman.

"Ready for what?" she asked.

"You know what for," said the woman.

"I would be obliged if you told me," she said slowly backing away.

The woman smiled her red lips bright against her pale skin, "Don't worry it won't hurt for very long." She blinked and the woman was gone, she spun back around and felt steel slide into her stomach. "You brought this upon yourself you took the wrong path." The woman pulled the sword out of her victim's body and stepped back.

She felt herself fall to the ground and saw her blood drip onto the white snow. The woman standing above her with a stone cold expression then moved towards her and placed a finger to her forehead.

Suddenly images flitted through her mind. A rainy night on a beach three figures stood together; a wild fire burning bright and strong; blood on a gleaming sword; a candle burning in a darkened room; a large thick and old looking book; a bright explosion; and darkness. Then suddenly there was one last image she was walking through a brightly lit field, her fingers grazing against the tall grass, someone called her name, she ignored the caller and kept walking, the voice began to get louder. Then suddenly there was loud bang, she turned around to see and suddenly again there was a bright explosion of light.

Serena shot up in her bed breathing hard and sweating. She felt a pain in her stomach she threw the blankets from her body and looked down at her stomach. There was no mark or anything to even suggest that she had been stabbed there but still the pain did not dissipate. Serena looked around the dark room and saw that she was alone. She threw the covers completely off of her and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. She set her feet on the floor and swiftly went to the door. She threw it open and faced Ami who looked like she had been about to knock.

"Serena are you alright?" Ami asked kindly.

"Where is Hermione?" Serena asked.

"I think she's in her room resting, are you feeling alright you look terrible," Ami said.

Serena pushed past her without answering her question and marched down the hall purpose in her eyes.

"Serena you really should be resting," said Zoicite as she walked past him on her way to Hermione's room. "You collapsed and shouldn't be pushing your body!"

Serena heard Zoicite and Ami trying to convince her to return to her room as she walked down the hall but she ignored them. She saw Hermione's door and began to quicken her pace. She grabbed the door handled and didn't knock before she threw the door open and looked for her friend. The room was empty and looked as if it had been for a while. Serena instantly turned around and walked back down the hall going in between Zoicite and Ami as she did.

"Serena really you could exhaust your body even more," Zoicite said.

"I don't care about that I need to speak with Hermione where is she?"

"She should be in her room," Zoicite told her.

"Well she's not," said Serena as she turned a corner and went down another hall.

"Then I do not know where she is," he said.

Serena stormed down the hallway passing several people she didn't know on the way. A woman with black hair and violet looking eyes, a woman with a dark brown hair who she thought she may have recognized, and a tall gentleman with long brown hair.

When she reached the stairs she saw Malachite standing in front of Darien's study. She shook her head, "Don't even think that you are going to keep me from speaking with him" she said as she descended the stairs.

"I have orders not to allow anyone into this room," Malachite said sternly.

"I don't care about your orders I want to know where my friend is," Serena said.

"You will have to wait until the meeting is over," he told her.

"Or I could go in right now," Serena told him. Before Malachite could resist her she had grabbed his arm and threw him out of her way. She opened the door so hard that it hit the wall and she heard something fall. Without taking notice of anyone in the room she stormed towards Darien's desk. She planted herself in front of him never breaking his gaze. "Where is she?" she asked.

"Serena…"

"Don't give me any crap Darien," she said anticipating his answer, "Where is Hermione?"

"She and Daniel have gone to the hospital to get Hermione examined and to ensure that she is not hurt and to go and check in on Mina," he told her.

"Why did you take her to the hospital?"

"After she collapsed she had several small seizures," Zoicite told her. "We want to get a few brain scans to ensure that there was no damage."

"Damage? What the hell are you talking about? She had a vision that's all," Serena said.

"A vision?" asked Ami.

"Shit I forgot," Serena said. "Okay well you know how we were trained in a team of three well it's because we were three points of a triangle. Hermione, Momiji and I, each a different part of the triangle, each telepathically connected and each given a specific power in order to fight."

"And Hermione has visions? Visions of what exactly?" asked Darien.

"The past, the present, things that could happen in the future," Serena explained. "The ones about the future aren't always accurate though."

"What do you mean?" asked a dark haired man who was occupying the couch.

Serena paused and hesitated for a moment then began to explain. "Well the future is based on the choices we make in the present. If someone is on a certain path then Hermione can see the outcome of the choices that that person made, but if something interferes, say a person like me, then the outcome can change. The choices become different and the outcome changes as well."

"So your friend sees all outcomes?" asked the man.

"No she sees the outcome of the choices that we are making right now, but it's not always visions sometimes its warning from "the powers that be" or sometimes its prophecies of something that's coming," Serena said. "It's a very inaccurate science."

"So nothing is for certain then," said the dark haired man.

"No, I'm sorry who the hell are you again?" asked Serena.

The man smiled at her and she was found it familiar. He stood to his full height and Serena realized that he was very tall, taller than six feet she was sure. "I young lady am someone that has been wanting to meet you and your friend for a very long time."

"Serena I would like you to meet my father, Kreon Ambrose," Darien said standing up. "And this," he gestured to a woman who had also been sitting on the couch "is my mother Valencia Ambrose."

Serena suddenly couldn't move or breath, all she was able to get out was "Oh." Nervousness and shock set in not only was she meeting the Vampire King and Queen but she was also meeting her lovers parents.

"You must be Serenity," said Kreon. Still unable to speak Serena nodded her head. "My son spoke of your beauty but I had never imagined," he said with a gentle smile.

"It probably comes from the half blood in her," said Valencia standing and moving to stand next to her husband.

"Well it is obvious that you have some vampiric blood in you but even without it I think that you would still be a beauty among the world," Kreon said trying to be pleasant.

Serena nodded once more still unable to get over the shock of being in the presence of the Vampire King and Queen.

"Does she speak Darien or is she only programmed to yell and then nod unintelligently?" asked Valencia in a condescending tone.

The Queens comments enable Serena to find her voice, "Oh I speak but believe me it's not always what some people like to hear." Serena's defiant nature began to rear its head and in a second she felt Darien in her mind trying to calm her down. She brushed him away and gave his mother a sarcastic smile. "You see once I get started sometimes I don't tend to stop and things that I really shouldn't say end up coming out."

'Don't be antagonistic Serena these are my parents and the most important people in the Vampire world,' he said to her telepathically.

'Well why don't you tell your mother to not be antagonistic Darien seeing as how we have only just met I don't think that I have don't anything to insult her yet,' Serena answered.

'You forget my love that for years you were a slayer and killed many of our family members, my mother doesn't see any reason to trust you just yet,' he said.

Serena turned around, "Really Darien really? Will it ever be enough? What do I have to do in order for you all to see that I'm not some spy trying to learn all your deep dark secrets?"

"Serena…" Darien began but she held up her hand and stopped him.

"Never mind it's not even worth it," Serena said giving him a look of disgust. She turned around the looked at his parents, "It was wonderful to meet you Sir and you as well Ma'am," she said. "But unfortunately my doctor has suggested that I rest and I wouldn't want to defy his orders," Serena said gesturing towards Zoicite. "So for now I have to say goodbye." And with that Serena walked out of the room, on her way out she grabbed Ami's hand and pulled her away from the group.

Kreon watched her go then turned around to his son, "Where on earth did you find that one Darien?"

"We kind of just stumbled into each other," Darien said sitting back down.

"Well I approve, she has a strong spirit."

"And an insolent tongue," said Valencia. "Who was her master?"

Darien hesitated before he spoke, he knew that his parents were already on the fence about Serena having been a slayer and he knew that if he told them that she was a protégée of Abby that they would be even more against their union. But he knew that he couldn't lie to them, "She and her two sister slayers were trained by Abby."

The room grew silent and Darien could feel his mother's anger. He waited for a change from his father but after a few seconds he sensed none. He looked at his father who was sitting down again resting his head against his hand. "Well that is interesting, my sisters seems to know how to pick them now doesn't see."

"Don't refer to her as your sister Kreon you and she have nothing in common," said Valencia.

"Except our blood and our genetic material," he said. Valencia grew silent. "I never agreed with my father's policies and many of his actions were disgraceful but I would be insulting Abby even more to deny what happened. You say that there were three of them?"

Darien nodded. "And do the other two have anything to do with why your brothers have been acting so strangely?" Darien didn't answer he only stared at his father. "Yes I perceived as much."

Sorry its so short...hope you enjoy and dont forget to review