I had a reader ask an important question that i was planning on addressing, but since he kinda motivated me I decided to address it now. Hope you enjoy this and that it answers some questions.

Momiji threw her jacket on to a chair in her room, she took off the leather gloves that covered her hands and threw them onto the bed. She stopped and looked down at her hands, they were covered in blood, the turned and quickly went into her adjoining bathroom. The turned the faucet on hot and began scrubbing her hands clean, noticing that there was blood splattered on her face as well she splashed the water on her face and scrubbed. She threw her hair back and dried her face, realizing that there was also blood drying in her hair she reached over and turned on the hot water in the shower. She kicked off her boots and pants, tore off her shirt and undergarments and then stepped into the shower.

She let the hot water run over her and relax her exhausted body enjoying the feeling of being clean. "Lady Momiji your mother wishes to speak with you when you have finished," said Rin from the doorway.

"Fine tell her I'll be done shortly," Momiji said annoyance in her voice.

"Yes ma'am." Momiji listened for the closing of the door, when she heard it she exhaled a breath.

"Mother wants to see you," she said in a mocking tone. "Of course she does, and I have to come at her beck and call whenever she needs me," she said to herself as she washed her hair and scrubbed her scalp. "Not like she ever came when I needed her," Momiji muttered rinsing her hair. As she watched the soap wash from her hair she thought back to a few months ago when her parents had found her.

She had been in Mexico City living out of a hotel and slowly dwindling her money. She spent her days doing nothing but reading, meditating, occasionally walking around, or doing some necessary shopping but she didn't talk to anyone and had little contact. She had phoned Sarah and Blake to inform then that she wasn't coming back and had severed all contact with them since then. She had dropped her cell phone carrier and got a new disposable one for emergencies, though she didn't want any contact she wasn't stupid.

It had been two weeks since her departure, she had wanted to get as far away from home as she could so she had just started driving not stopping except to get more gas. She had finally stopped when she reached the ocean. Momiji had never seen the Gulf of Mexico she had only ever seen the Pacific's deep blue waves, but the Gulf, the Gulf was a clear turquoise, she could look down and see her feet when immersed in three feet of water. It was beautiful, she had set eyes on it after staring for a few moments she broke down and cried, fell right down into the sand and cried finally allowing all the misery to wash over her.

She had stayed like that for several hours, getting questioning looks from different people, some even asking if they should call the hospital for her. Finally after her tears had dried she had taken off her shirt, pants, and shoes and walked into the water. Allowing the water to wash over her she had floated up staring into the blue sky and muttered, "Water is cleansing, it washes away all the bad and the good and leaves you pure and blank." She had decided that she wanted to be near the Gulf and Mexico City was close enough to where she wanted to be and far enough from where she didn't want to be.

It had been two in the afternoon and Momiji had been asleep when there was a soft knock on the door. Believing it to be the maid she had yelled a curt "Go away," and rolled back over to go to sleep. The knock on the door became more urgent but she still refused to leave her bed. Finally it stopped and Momiji had buried herself under the blankets and pillows hoping to be able to fall back asleep quickly. But that hadn't been the case, only seconds after the door was kicked open by the two people on the other side.

Momiji had popped up out of bed holding her gun at the ready and pointing it at the two intruders. "Who are you?" she demanded.

"Put that thing down before you shoot the wrong person" the woman had said. Momiji could see the outlines of the people around her but not their features, the dust around them was still settling. Momiji had ignored the request and cocked her in response, she heard the woman sigh and then speak "Just like your father." The woman held out her hand and the gun was instantly ripped from Momiji's fingers by an invisible force. "Don't pick up another weapon we're not here to fight and you would just lose it too," said the woman as Momiji moved to grab another gun.

"who are you?" Momiji asked watching the two enter the room.

"Momiji you don't recognize your own mother?" Sophia said stepping into the room, she waved her hand and the curtains pulled back themselves and allowed the bright sunlight to shine in. Momiji shielded her eyes to allow them time to adjust and then stared at the woman before her. Her face was almost identical to her own but her hair was a darker shade of brown and her eyes were strikingly blue. She had on a red tank top and a beaded skirt, typical vacation attire; the man with her however stood out against the tropical Mexican atmosphere. He wore a dark green kimono with black obi, and a sword tied to his waist, his black hair was pulled back, and his dark eyes never left Momiji.

"Mom?" Momiji asked confusion filled her voice, "What are you doing here?"

"I heard about what happened and realize that you were probably in some trouble so I hunted you down to offer you help," Sophia said glancing over at the man with her.

"I don't need your help mother," she said the last word with condescension as she threw back the covers and climbed out of the large bed. "I can take care of myself on my own."

"Yes and you have done a wonderful job of that so far have you not" Sophia said looking around at the messy and cluttered room.

"I'm adjusting to independent life," Momiji said.

"Momiji allow us to help you," Sophia said "I haven't been there for the past times when you needed me," her gaze once again shifted to the man dressed in the kimono, "but now I can offer you the help that you need."

"I don't need any help from anyone," Momiji said.

"You want to be able to hunt them down don't you? The ones who destroyed your family, who took your sister, you want the power to destroy them, well I can give it to you. Her eyes shifted to the man in the Kimono once again, "he was one the most prestigious Vampire Hunters known and he's going to train you in the arts."

"I've been trained thanks," Momiji said to him. As she stared at him she felt a sense of déjà vu, like she had seen him somewhere before, like she had spoken with him before now.

"Not like this you haven't Abby may have given you the basic skills but I will make you more powerful than you ever believed you could be," he said his voice was deep and commanded respect.

"Momiji please allow me to give you something that will help your endeavor," Sophia said.

Momiji stared into the eyes of the Kimono man unblinkingly. After a few seconds, she nodded her head, "Alright teach me what you can."

"Great Yoshiki get your girl to pack Momiji's things the next flight to Japan is in two hours and we don't have time to waste," Sophia said turning and walking towards the doorway, "And pay for this."

"Yoshiki? Yoshiki Takeda?" Momiji said looking at him.

"Yes, don't forget to thank your father for agreeing to train you, I don't expect Abby taught you any consideration" Sophia said walking out of the room.

"Sophia," Yoshiki said with a dangerous tone as he followed her.

Momiji stared at the doorway where her parents had just exited and a girl walked in. She bowed to Momiji and then spoke, "My name is Saya mistress if you need anything just tell me, I will pack your things while you shower and dress."

Momiji stared at the girl dumbfounded, "okay."

Momiji stepped out of the shower and dried herself off, she combed out her hair and then looked in the mirror. She stopped at her own reflection and stared into her eyes. She stood silent for a few moments and then flashes of the previous hours flashed through her mind. The numerous werewolves, all the blood, all the rage and pain, all of the malice, it all came crashing down on her as she stared at herself.

Remembering the gore made her legs go weak and she slide down and sat on the bathroom floor leaning against the sink counter. The job was getting harder, sure when she had worked for Abby there had been a fair share of killing but never had Momiji ever encountered things like this. Working for her father and mother had been different, they had little care for how the job got down just that it got done and that their targets didn't pose any more of a threat. And now it was all her, she had no partners to share her experiences with, or to shoulder the blame it was all her, her hands were covered in the invisible blood of her kills.

She took a few steadying breaths and allowed herself to calm down. She looked into her room and her bloodied jacket stared back at her, the room suddenly felt too small like it was pushing in against her. She needed to get away she needed to be free from her parents, she needed somewhere to clear her head and think, she needed to run. Momiji had always run, it was part of her, she loved it, like she running from all the bad things in her life, she needed to do that now.

She smiled thinking back to the all the time when she had been chasing a mark and they had run, she loved it, the chase, the hunt, but more than anything she loved the run. She picked herself and dug under her bed, she found her sneakers and then went over to her chest of draws. Even though it was California it was slightly chilly, she put on a pair of track pants and a long sleeved green under armor shirt. She pulled her hair back in a pony tail and then slipped on her sneakers. Instead of leaving through the bedroom door she slid open the large window in her room. She knew her mother wanted to talk with her and if she went through the front door she would be stopped and probably lectured.

Momiji slipped out and jumped down thankful that their house was a single level, modeled after Yoshiki's mansion in Japan. As she stood and looked up at the house behind her it reminded her a lot of the house where she had lived as a small child. That was another thing that had been swirling through her mind, all the childhood memories that she had begun to regain. She knew it was partly because she was not near her parents constantly and partly because Abby was dying.

Momiji shook her head throwing the thoughts of Abby from her mind, she silently crept around the house hoping that her mother and father were both occupied. She heard raised voices from one of the rooms near her and knew that it was Sophia and Yoshiki again, deciding to ignore them she made her way away from the house. When she reached the gate she was able to slip through easily, she closed the gate behind her and looked at the long driveway that wound down the mountain their house was situated on.

She smiled and cracked her neck then started running, her feet hitting the pavement hard. As she ran downhill she picked up speed, she smiled imagining herself jumping at the right moment and flying off into the darkness. "Yeah right, keep dreaming," she said but as she ran she felt all the barriers around her mind fall down, all her thoughts ran clear and she felt a euphoric sensation of freedom that she hadn't felt in months. When she reached the bottom of the drive she turned right knowing that if she ran far enough she would reach the shore. She let her feet carry her as she enjoyed the wind slapping against her face and the salty air fill her lungs. She wished life was always like this, free, calm, simple, easy. "Yeah keep dreaming," she muttered again.

Kusanagi sat in the backseat of Serena's car watching the scenery pass as Louis gave Hermione directions. He felt Serena shift next to him, she too was staring out at the passing scenery on her side of the car. He inhaled and exhaled he could taste the salt in the air, no matter where he went in the city he could taste it. But the taste of the Pacific tasted different from the Atlantic. He closed his eyes, he couldn't remember the last time he had slept a full day, it had been a long time before the attack on Serena and Hermione. He ran his hand over his face and through his hair thinking, it had been before Momiji left, that had been the last time.

He sighed realizing that he really needed to take a rest weekend sometime in the future, "Yeah right keep dreaming," said a female voice. He turned to look at Serena, who was still facing the opposite direction of him, he looked at Hermione who was speaking with Louis and realized that neither of them had spoken. He knew there were only two other options and he hoped that it wasn't the more logical one. He closed his eyes and waited for a telepathic link to open with someone, his sister, his mother, Alana, anyone who would be calling out to him. When none came he internally smiled realizing what it was.

He concentrated on opening the link, it took a few moments but he soon was able to see blurry shapes whipping by him. He looked down and saw his feet, which were not his, pounding quickly onto the black asphalt. He looked up, through her eyes, and saw up ahead the shore. Then suddenly his body came to a stop and he leaned over grabbing his knees for support, his breathing was hard and labored. Looking he stared down at an isolated beach that was right on the water, it was a beach that he knew well, it had rocky caverns, shallow wading pools, and tons of oversized rocks.

Suddenly he felt a hand shake him, "Kusanagi we're here," Serena said shaking him.

He opened his eyes and looked up at her, then his gaze was caught by Louis. They locked eyes and Louis knew instantly what had happened, "I have to go can you handle this with them?" Louis nodded his assurance, "Thank you," Kusanagi stepped out of the car and shut the door, he looked at Hermione and Serena who were confused.

"Wait where are you going?" asked Serena.

He didn't answer her right away only blinked, "I'm….."

"It's Momiji isn't it?" said Hermione.

Kusanagi nodded, "I connected with her, I know where she's at I'm going to go and try to speak with her."

Hermione nodded "Good luck." Then she turned to follow Louis into the large house they had parked in front of.

"Hey, you know if she sees you she's probably going to attack you," Serena said.

"I am aware of that."

"Be careful her favorite move is to roundhouse swipe your legs to try and gain the higher footing," Serena told him.

"I'll keep that in mind." He turned away from her and was about to leave when she spoke again.

"Hey try to bring her back," Serena said. Kusanagi nodded and then with a gust of wind disappeared, Serena stared at the spot where he had been and then sighed. She turned and followed Louis and Hermione into the house.

Stepping over the threshold she felt power swirling all around her, it was a strong power full of warmth and safety, it was something that she hadn't felt in a long time. "Serena we're in here," said a voice from her right. Serena looked and saw Hermione and Louis sitting on a couch facing her. There was a woman sitting on an opposite couch facing Hermione and Louis. Serena could see that the woman had long blonde hair.

"Serena please join us," said the woman, though she did not turn to face her. Serena walked into the room and around the couch to sit with Hermione and Louis. She sat down and looked at Lenobia. "Would you like some tea?" asked Lenobia motioning to the porcelain tray sitting on a small table in front of them.

"No thank you," Serena said.

Lenobia gave her a wide kind smile. "You don't have to be so tense Serena I'm not going to bite," she said with a laugh.

Serena gave a weak smile and noticed that she had no fangs, "You're not a vampire" she said slightly shocked.

"No I am not, I am something a little more interesting," she said. She lifted her teacup to her lips and took a sip, she placed it down on the cup she held in her hand and then onto the tray. "As my brother told you I am an Oracle much like your friend here, but I also have another power as well, I am also a psychic." She nodded at Hermione and gave her a kind smile. "But I am a little different from the ordinary human I too am immortal in a sense."

"I'm sorry I don't understand," Hermione said "You are immortal without being a vampire?"

"I am immortal but I'm a special type, I age much slower than the average human. When I was twelve I received my first vision, after that I aged normally until I was twenty-five and I participated in the Rite of the Delphi and ever since then I have become a full oracle and my body as well as my powers have changed into what you see now."

"What's the rite of Delphi?" asked Serena.

Lenobia opened her mouth but was cut off by Hermione, "It's a ceremony where Oracles completely embrace their powers, when mind, body, and spirit are completely connected to the spiritual world. You become a complete Oracle, a daughter of Delphi, and with that completion you become immortal and great gifts are bestowed upon you."

Lenobia nodded and smile at her, "I see that though you have lived a life of a warrior you have not completely disregarded another path is open to you."

"I was trained by someone who knew my powers and who knew that with immortality I could take her place and run her school for a long time after she was gone," Hermione said.

"Yes well, being immortal has it's perks," Lenobia said. "But enough about me, you two came here for something did you not."

"We're trying to find answers about our friend" said Serena. She pulled out a picture and handed it to Lenobia, it was of Hermione, Serena, and Momiji sitting on the steps of Abby's house. Momiji was in the middle her arms around Serena and Hermione's shoulders, it was a bright summer day and they were all smiling.

Lenobia stared down at the picture trying to sort through all the images and feelings that she was getting. "There is a lot of love here" she said staring at the faces of the three girls. "You all grew up together and are very close, you were the triangle, that was your powers were based." Her eyes moved to the house behind them, she touched her fingers to the picture and traced the window on the front of the house. "There were dark secrets concealed in this place, there was great sorrow here, but also great happiness."

Serena glanced at Hermione, who was watching Lenobia silently, Serena looked back at Lenobia. She had closed her eyes and Serena could tell that she was trying very hard to get a vision. Suddenly she stiffened and Serena saw Lenobia's body began to shake, but it wasn't as violent at Hermione's visions usually where.

"This human is conflicted, she has gained a massive amount of power in a short time" Lenobia said. "This human has a great sorrow within her and her mental status is being compromised, she is alone and she is losing her sanity."

Hermione shifted next to Serena, "Who gave her this power?" asked Serena quickly.

"Two great forces, one gave her the strength and tools, and one gave her the ability. But it has come at a great price she is being forced to use her power to fight those who she doesn't want to…."

Serena let out a breath that she had been holding, 'So Momiji isn't voluntarily trying to kill us.'

"Don't be so happy just yet young slayer she had an agenda, and agenda that will end with death," Lenobia said. Her eyes remained closed and she was silent for a few more seconds, then she began to shake more forcefully. "This will not end well….so much blood….fires....time….pain….death," Lenobia said then she stilled. She took a few steadying breaths and opened her eyes.

"Your friends in a tough situation" she handed the picture back to Serena. "Momiji knows that those who are training her are using her for their own personal reasons but she has decided that that is a price she willing to pay for her own revenge."

"Can you tell us what her plan is?" asked Serena.

"No it's very unclear, but I can tell you that unless she's stopped there's going to be a significant loss of life."

Hermione sighed, "Can you tell us who's been training her it may help us locate her."

Lenobia shook her head "there is a very powerful spell protecting their identities, whomever has taken her under there wing has made sure that they will not be found" said Lenobia. "I am sorry."

"No thank you very much for all your help," Serena said. She stood "This isn't much but I'm sure that we can find something."

"There is one image that I saw that I can give you it was of a large house, a style that I did not recognize so it most likely had a forigen architect, there were trees all around it, and I can't be sure but I'm pretty positive that its up high somewhere."

"That does help we can start looking around at any foreign built houses that have been bought lately" said Serena. She stood up, "thank you Lenobia it was nice to meet you and you have helped us."

She nodded and stood to see the three of them out. "I was my pleasure." She walked them to the doorway, "Louis tell Van that I'm going to stop by and see him sometime, it's been a while since I've seen my great nephew."

Louis nodded and turned to leave, he was stopped when she spoke again "Alana is doing better she's going to be well enough to fight soon." Louis looked back at him and nodded then started walking towards the car.

"Thank you again Lenobia" Hermione said as she walked out of the house.

"You are very welcome Hermione and remember that there are all different types of paths that we chose, we all must make our own decisions," she said with a smile. Hermione nodded and followed Louis.

Serena gave Lenobia a nod and was about to walk out of the house as well but before she walked out Lenobia grabbed her hand. "Serena I have to warn you about what's to come."

"What's to come?"

"You're family, the family that you have never seen before, they are returning, your brother is already here in Los Angeles and your mother….she will be here soon," Lenobia said.

"How do you know that?" asked Serena.

"I don't always just get visions from touching things, a person's aura can give me visions as well," said Lenobia.

Serena didn't know what to say, realizing that her mother and brother were soon going to be in such close proximity made her uneasy. "Thank you for your warning," she said then she once again attempted to leave. Lenobia however did not let go of her hand.

"Serena I know that your relationship with Endymion is turbulent but extend your hand he can help you and he will fight for you," Lenobia said. Serena nodded and then pulled herself free, she was walking to the car when she heard Lenobia again, "Your love will be remember for a long time to come." Serena stopped and looked back at the woman standing in the doorway. Lenobia smiled at her, Serena turned away and then went to the car.

The door closed behind them and the light that had flooded the courtyard was gone. Serena saw Hermione and Louis sitting in the car ready to leave, Serena jumped into the back seat. She felt her limbs shaking and her heartbeat had steadily increased.

"So what do we do now?" asked Hermione.

"Well looking for the type of house that Lenobia suggested may be a start we could go to a real-estate office and look for anything matching that description," Louis said.

"Do you really think they are going to let us just start looking around their high paying clients files?" asked Serena.

"Its worth a shoot, it may take a while and we may have to break a few windows but I think we can get in and get what we need" Hermione said starting the car.

"Yeah and that will alert the cops that someone's searching through housing records and if these people are as smart as I think they are they are going to be watching the radios and airwaves of our boys in blue" Serena said rubbing her hand through her hair trying to calm herself down.

"What do you think we should do then?" asked Louis.

"I think we need to go back and ask Darien and Daniel for help."

Hermione turned around and glared at her, "Are you out of your mind after all it took just to get the hell out of there? After I gave The,mind you, The Vampire Queen the biggest chewing out ever you want us to walk back into that house and just beg for their help?" Serena said nothing to answer her and just stared, "I'm gonna punch you in your blonde head" Hermione said. "I refuse and I'm not driving you there either, if you want to go back I'll drop you on the side of the road and you can have a nice long walk."

"Hermione…." Serena began to argue but was quickly cut off by Louis.

"There is another choice."

Serena and Hermione's head both snapped to him. "And that would be?" asked Hermione.

"We could go back to my home see if Alana can hack a few housing records and see what comes up," Louis said.

"Sounds like a plan," Hermione said turning back around and putting the car in reverse. As she drove away from the home she looked at Serena in the rearview mirror, "Why are you so determined to go back and see Darien all of a sudden Serena?"

"It's something that Lenobia said," Serena said.

"Which was?"

"She told me to trust him more and to extend my hand to him."

"So now you want to include him in everything?" Hermione said.

"Well at least we aren't keeping secrets from each other" Serena answered without looking at her.

Hermione glared at her through the mirror but Serena wouldn't look at her. "Hmm I think New York just got a little warmer."

"I think it just got a little colder here," said Serena.