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"You aren't a vampire are you?" she asked him.

Van turned around and looked at the girl sitting behind him. She wore a blood red dress that was spread out in a circle around her hiding her legs, her long dark hair cascaded down to the middle of her back, and in her hand she held a white flower. She was slowly picking off the petals and letting them fall to the ground.

"I'm not," he said staring at her, "You've known that I'm not."

"I had to be sure," she said. There was a long silence between them, she continued to pull petals off of the flower, "You live with Vampires don't you."

"Yes much of my family is Vampyre," he cautiously stepped towards her.

"So you know about them then, about their cruelty?" her hand stilled about to tear off another petal from the flower.

"I know of their faults, but I also know of the faults of humans as we'll," he sat down next to her. She picked another petal off of the flower in her hand and let it flutter to the ground. "Every creature has weaknesses there is no impervious creation in all of God's children. Humans and Vampyre sin and do horrible things to one another and to themselves, neither is perfect."

"But Humans do not eat the life force of other beings, they do not steal life for no reason," she said.

"We spoke of this before, humans take the life force of other creatures…"

"Your fondness of them blinds you to the truth of their nature," she said another petal fell to the ground, she picked up another flower and began to tear the petals off. "They are beasts in human form, beasts that devour and manipulate humans into seeking death, how much crueler can they be?"

"Doesn't a slayer seek death as well, you traverse the world seeking out dangerous beings in an attempt to take them from this world," he said. He picked up a flower and held it in his fingers, "There is strength, frailty, and imperfection in everything. And that I think is what enables me to see the beauty and love in all things."

"Love…Vampires and love do not exist within each other all Vampires do is steal your heart and trick you into believing lies," she said.

"Is that what you really believe he did to you?"

"Yes…." Her words were breathless. "A Vampire broke my heart, took my family from me ruined my life and….."

"And shattered your window of ignorance," Van held the flower to his nose and inhaled. Besides him she stilled, "Even the most beautiful flower can have the most ugly fragrance, but does that take away from its beauty? You allowed yourself to follow blindly into the dark and when your eyes were opened you did nothing but deny the truth."

He tore a petal off and blew it from his hand. "You fear the truth because you fear yourself, you fear everything that you have done and because you cannot accept yourself or what the world really is you clench your eyes against the blinding light." He watched the petal twirl in the breeze, "But no matter how hard you try, even behind your eyelids you can see the brightness."

She stood up Van looked up at her but she didn't look at him. Instead she kept her eyes locked on the horizon, "I see nothing but the blood that has been spilt due to their thirst." She brought the flower to eye level and crushed it in her hand. "I will scrub their existence from this earth, those creatures that deceive and destroy, those who steal life, I will take it from them." She opened her hand and let the crushed petals scatter into the wind. She turned and walked away from him.

Van watched as the petals swirled around him and then disappeared into the distance, "The next time we meet little sympathizer I will have to end you."

Van smiled, "Yes, I guess you will have to, that is if you can get past my friends."

"The Vampires will not stop me," she said.

"I didn't mean them," Van stood, "I meant your former sisters."

Van clenched his hands into the comforter before opening his eyes. He knew that goading her now was not the most intelligent idea, but he had to let her know, he had to make her understand that her what she was about to do wasn't going to be as easy. A soft light lit up the room as someone opened the door.

"What were you dreaming about?" Hermione closed the door behind her as she entered the room.

Van rolled over onto his side and stared out of the window into the night. "I was dreaming of her again, of your friend."

"Momiji?"

"Yes."

"Do you dream of her often?"

"Yes, for some reason we are connected," he said.

"Why were you connected?"

"I don't know, sometimes fate and the powers that be decided to connect two people without consulting them."

There was a long silence Van felt her weight on the bed as she sat down next to him, she put her hand on his forehead. "You are still feverish…" she removed her hand and sat back. "What did you dream of?"

Van exhaled, "She….she has chosen."

Another long silence passed between them, "Chosen to stand against us." It wasn't a question, Hermione knew, she had known all along that Momiji would chose to not join them. It wasn't in her nature. Hermione sighed and leaned against the headboard, "In all honesty she's the most stubborn out of all of us."

"Yes, and she's the most confused, and filled with the most pain. She was lied to her entire life, everything about her was a lie. Her parents, her family, her reason for living, all of it was a fabricated web spun by a calculating world," he said. He stared at a bright star in the sky, "If you look at it realistically, Momiji, is fate's sacrificial lamb."

Hermione nodded, "It's not fair really, that she was the one."

Van rolled over to face her, "Nothing in life is fair."

There was a soft knock on the door, Sophia looked up from her desk, Fei turned around from his seat, and Rin's eyes went to the doorway. Momiji stood before them, her head down bangs covering her eyes. Her feet were bare her hair down and she wore her red dress making her skin look even more pale.

"Mother…I have made my decision."

Sophia met Fei's eyes for a moment and then looked back at Momiji, "And that is?"

Momiji looked up and stared at her family, her eyes filled with an intense fire fueled by anger and hate. "I will burn them from this earth and cauterize the wound."

Internally Sophia smiled triumphantly, externally she simply nodded. "Yes, I understand. Fei inform your cousin of the mission. She will go with you to extract Abby and Sia, we'll begin our mission tomorrow an hour after sunset."

Momiji said nothing, Fei nodded and stood, "Come on then cous I'll brief you." He left the room and after locking eyes with her mother once more Momiji followed.

"Her passion has been reignited, I couldn't have hoped for anything better," Sophia said linking her fingers in front of her and sitting back in her chair. She smiled brightly, "I have everything I need now, all of my pieces are aligned in a formation that will take the checkmate."

"Mistress?" Rin said.

"Chess my darling girl, chess," she said. "Call the men and have them take care of Saya and Yoshiki."

Alana clenched her hand into a fist, her entire body was finally healed. It had taken a long time but after several treatments and blood exchanges she was able to fully recover. "Feeling better?" Chris asked from behind her, his tone full of bored indifference.

Alana looked over her shoulder at him, he was leaning against the doorframe checking his teeth in a long silver knife. "I am, though I am sure that's not your actual concern."

"It's not."

"What are you doing here?"

"Well I leave for a few months to live happily with my massive amount of cash that I received from the Ambrose family, when I get a call from a dear old friend," he put the knife into the sheath on the inside of his jacket and walked into the room. He stood over her and looked down with mischievous eyes. "I hear that two of the very slayers I was supposed to hunt down and kill, one of which humiliated me and made me look like an absolute fool, are now sitting pretty at the top of the Vampire hierarchy as the future wives of High Prince Endymion, and Prince Daniel." He crossed his arm over his chest, care to explain?"

Alana looked up at him, "The Ambrose family has always had a special way of doing things. I would advise you to not get involved in what's going on right now, go back to whatever hole you were sitting in, and continue to spend your lavish amounts of money."

He leaned forward till his face was right in front of Alana's "Yeah you see that's the problem, I hate being made a fool of."

"If you don't leave this continent in the next 48 hours your last worry will be looking like a fool," she said.

Christopher narrowed his eyes, "You shouldn't trifle with me I have more connections than you will ever know. Tell me that those slayers aren't sitting at the right hand of the King."

"They are sitting where they need to be," Alana said.

"You're not answering me."

"Christopher I suggest that you let all of this go."

Christopher stared into her eyes for a few seconds, then he pulled away from her. "Consider this a warning to that family I don't like hypocrites, and I don't like liars. If the vampire Royal family are going to make a habit out making former slayers their new Coven members then maybe they shouldn't be in change much longer?"

"Is that a threat?"

"Yes…..now run to your little friends. Tell your slayers that they're not going to be safe forever." He turned and walked from the room, "The scales are about to tip."

Serena sat cross legged on the cold mat, she was dressed in simple black running pants and a red tank top. Across from her sat a Rei dressed in a similar running outfit. While Serena's eyes were closed and she was deep in concentration, Rei looked half bored. She sighed several times in a row and switched the arm she was leaning on twice.

"Is something supposed to be happening?"

"Sush I am trying to concentrate!" Serena snapped.

"Well I am sorry but this is boring me Serena! I thought you were going to practice not meditate!" Rei said.

"I am practicing! I am trying to concentrate and focus my energy," Serena told her. "Now will you be silent!"

"Fine fine whatever," said Rei as she crossed her arms and started counting the flooring tiles once more. She sat for almost another twenty minutes before deciding she was going to speak again, but before she was even able to open her mouth she suddenly felt a heavy weight in her chest. The air seemed to stop flowing into her lungs and she began to get dizzy, then sleepy, and right when she was about to open her mouth to ask for Serena's help she felt a smack on her face.

Blinking she looked down and saw her hand raised, as if she had just slapped herself. She looked down at her hand, which was now stinging from hitting her cheek then she glanced up at Serena. Serena was bent over her hands resting on her knees, her breathing heavy, sweat glistening on her body.

"Did you do that?" Rei saw Serena's head nod slightly. Rei watched her again and realized that she was exhausted, "Are you okay?"

Serena nodded weakly, "Yes…it just takes…a lot…..of energy…..to do that."

"I'm surprised that you haven't passed out," said Hermione from the doorway. She had been watching for the past several minutes and was impressed that Serena had been able to posses Rei.

"I'm getting better with it," Serena said her voice was back to normal but she was still breathing heavily.

"I guess I still remember when it took you days to recover from just moving Blake's hand off of the table," Hermione said as she walked into the room. She stopped next to Rei with a smile, "Don't worry she didn't make you hit yourself too hard."

"I still can't believe that she did it," Rei said staring down at her hand.

"Yeah it's weird when she possesses you kind of feels like you can't breathe huh."

Rei nodded, "Yeah I didn't even realize it was her until I had hit myself."

Hermione smiled at Rei then looked over at Serena, "Hey Rei can you give us some time to talk?"

Rei nodded and stood up she had reached the door when Serena's voice stopped her, "Hey remember not to say anything to anyone!" Rei nodded and then disappeared.

"She's going to run and tell Darien ASAP," Hermione said sitting down next to Serena.

"Yeah well as long as it's not her mother I don't care," Serena said. Hermione smiled Serena was getting stronger sitting next to her made Hermione see it even more. If it was from her human side or her Vampiric side though Hermione couldn't tell.

There was a long silence between them then finally Serena spoke, "Did Van tell you anything else?"

Hermione shook her head, "All he said that she had chosen to stand against us, he can't see any further than that."

"I wish we could see things more clearly. I wish things were so mysterious and clouded all the time," Serena said. Hermione didn't respond, Serena glanced over at her and saw that she was staring down at the floor in deep thought. "If we did have a way to see further and if the visions were clearer we could move faster, we could change things, protect people better. I wish we didn't have to become stronger for our powers to get stronger too."

Serena glanced over at Hermione, who once again did not acknowledge what she had said. "Hermione?"

Hermione looked up at Serena, her eyes were guarded and her face was pensive. "I was just thinking about things."

"What things?"

Hermione turned around and sat down on the floor next to Serena, "Lenobia."

"What made you think of her?" Serena asked confused at why the Seer was coming up in their conversation.

"Lenobia is a powerful Seer, probably the most powerful one I've ever met," Hermione said. "She sees things that I couldn't ever see, not at my level. She's able to use her powers to help, to save people, to changes lives."

"You'll get there Hermione, just like I'll get a hold of my powers."

"But that's the thing Serena, we won't get there, not in our lifetime, we're in our twenties and for normal people that's young, but for us for people in our line of work, we'll be lucky if we see 35. That's not enough time to get to where we need to be with our powers, besides we need help now not fifteen years from now," Hermione leaned up against the wall and rested her hands on her knees.

Serena stared at her friend's face, "What are you thinking about?"

"I look at Van and I see how powerful he is, and it makes me angry, even though he volunteers to help they are using his gifts for their advantage. We're exploiting a child and making him witness things that no child should have to see," Hermione said.

Serena sat back, she knew why this was affecting Hermione so much, when she had just started getting her powers Hermione witnessed horrible things. Murders and bloodbaths that were too vague to figure out until it was too late, it had taken a piece of her, and she had always been frustrated with her visions. "They'll come at their own pace Hermione, think of all the good you've done with them so far."

"I could have seen all this though Serena, I could have seen them and their lies I could have changed all of this. I could have kept us together me, you, and Momiji. If I had seen what I needed to see then I could have maybe changed the outcome of all of this."

Serena touched Hermione's shoulder, "You told me once before that we can't change the past, so you shouldn't dwell on it either. Let's just both concentrate on getting stronger okay."

Hermione smiled and nodded, "Alright."

Suddenly an alarm blared to life shrilly ringing through the entire house. Serena looked around trying to figure out the source of the alarm "What's that?"

"I don't know but we need to get up there."

Sam woke to the sound of a door clanging open, the light blinded him, his eyes hadn't seen normal light in a long time and they weren't used to regular lighting. A tall figure stepped into the doorway, the figure bent down and set something on the floor.

"Who are you? Why am I here?" he yelled.

The figure paused for only a moment, he could see the person look over their shoulder at him, there was a silent moment and he was almost sure that the person was going to speak. However right before he could ask any questions there was a screeching sound from beyond the doorway accompanied by deep loud voices and scuffling sounds. The figure quickly turned around and pulled the heavy door closed cutting off the sounds and the bright light.

Sam remained on the bed for a few seconds trying to process what had just happened then he went over to the tray of food that had been left for him. The dim light from the single dying bulb allowed him to see the tray and his room well enough. There were several steamed vegetables, a glass of water, a piece of steak, and a small cup that had a green liquid in it. He held it up to his nose, it smelled of green apples and cucumber, not the most appealing scent but he knew that the vegetables and fruit combination was healthy. He picked up the tray and went back to the small twin bed that was in the corner

He had only been in Los Angeles for three days when he had been kidnapped. He hadn't seen who had grabbed him, nor did he know where they had taken him. The last thing he remembered was calling Serena and telling her that he was back and that mom was in danger. However that could have been weeks ago, there was no media or timekeeping devices in the small room he had been held in so he wasn't sure how long ago that had been.

The only way he knew what time of day it was was due to the type of meal his captives served him. Breakfast in the morning, lunch in the mid afternoon, and dinner food at dinner, he had lost count of how many meals he had been given. Though he was a captive his kidnappers were feeding him well, he had never eaten such healthy balanced meals before.

He glanced around at his surroundings for the hundredth time, though he had been kidnapped and denied any contact with humans for a long time, he had not been treated cruelly. The room he was being kept in had a bed, a desk with a chair, paper, and pens, a bookshelf filled with different genres. There was an adjoining bathroom which was always filled with fresh towels and toiletries, how his captors were able to change the towels and give him fresh clothes every once in a while was still a mystery to him, he assumed that they did it while he was sleeping.

He was almost done with his meal and was about to start reading another book when the door to his room opened once more. The bright light blinded him again, he held up his hand to try and shade his eyes. After his eyes adjusted he saw a woman standing in the doorway.

She had long dark hair, bright blue eyes, and was wearing a black knee length dress.

"Do you know who I am?" she asked him.

"No, but I suspect that you're the one who kidnapped me."

"Well at least I know your brain has been damaged by the solitary confinement," she said. "My name is Sophia Roderick, I am, or I was a very close friend of your mothers."

"Was?"

"We both chose to live very different lives after growing up," She said.

"If you're my mother's friend why did you kidnap me?"

"To protect you Sammy, to ensure that those who wanted to do you harm couldn't find you," she told him. She walked into the room and sat down at the desk chair, "I know that it doesn't seem that way but you have some nasty characters coming after you."

"Who?"

"The people who have your sister," Sophia said.

Sam stiffened, "Who has my sister? Where is she?"

"Do you know what Stockholm syndrome is Sam?"

"Yes, when hostages form a bond with their captives," he said.

"That's right, your sister was kidnapped by a man named Darien Ambrose she's been his hostage for months now," Sophia leaned forward in the chair her eyes displaying a deep sympathy. "Now what I am about to tell you is going to be hard for your to comprehend, but believe me it's all true, and it's all real," she inhaled a breath. "Darien Ambrose and his family are Vampires and they've taken Serena because he wants to make her his wife and turn her into a vampire as well."

Sam stared at her for a few seconds and then clutched the fork in his hand, Sophia's eyes shifted to his clenched hand. "I know what you're thinking about doing Sam and let me inform you that it's a bad idea. You see I may not be a vampire but I am a powerful witch and I will hurt you to protect myself."

"Yeah sure," he threw the tray off of his lap and lunged at her fork in hand.

Sophia raised her palm at him and he was suddenly stopped mid air and thrown back against the bed. The fork was pulled from his hand by an invisible force and thrown into the wall.

Sam stared at her with horrified eyes, "How did you do that?"

"I told you I am a witch, I'm a very powerful spell caster and I am trying to help you," she said. "Your sister is being tricked by this Vampire, he is an evil creature and when he grows tired of her he will kill her. Now I am offering you a chance to help us, we are about to move against this particular Vampire and his family, our plan it to annihilate them and to rescue all of the hostages that they have in their house."

"Why did you keep my down here for so long," he said.

"Because the Ambrose family and the enemies of your mother have been searching for you, these walls an made from a type of alloy that's infused with silver. It blocks magic and seers from finding you," Sophia told him. "As much as I hate to admit it Sam you're my trump card, you're the only one Serena will even think of listening to and I had to ensure that you were protected. Though my methods may have been slightly crude, they were if nothing efficient."

Sam stared at her for several long moments, "All this is…well it's hard to believe and if you hadn't just thrown me back without touching me I would probably still say you were crazy. Hell you might still be crazy, but Serena's the only family I've got, she's my blood, and if she's in danger than I'm going to do whatever it is I can to help her."

Sophia smiled, "I'm glad to hear it." She turned towards the door, "Rin." Rin stepped through the doorway and glanced at Sam then she looked at her Aunt. "I want you to take Sam upstairs, get him a better room and a hot shower then brief him on everything." Sophia stood up and looked back at Sam, "a lot of what she's going to tell you is going to be unfathomable but trust me it's all true, every last word of it."

"I just want to help my sister," he said.

Sophia nodded, "We'll help you do that." She then exited the room and met Fei in the hallway. "Have you got her?"

Fei nodded and glanced at the large vault door across the hallway from Sam's room, it was identical to Kusanagi's in almost every way. "Yeah it was a bitch getting through all their little henchmen but we were able to eliminate them."

"And the general?" she asked him as she started walking towards the steps.

"Injured and sent crawling back to Endymion," Fei said. "If they don't get the message now then nothing else is going to get through to them."

Suddenly there was a loud bang on the Vault door and a scraping sound from the inside. Fei glanced at Sophia and saw her smile, "She sounds like a handful."

"She was."

"Perfect, she'll do enough damage when set free," Sophia smiled widely as her eyes remained on the door. "Has Momiji been prepared?"

Fei nodded as he walked with her past Kusanagi's cell and back upstairs, "I told her the plan she had no objections and seemed to be fine with what we're going to do."

"Where is she now?"

"She left," he said.

Sophia stopped dead on the stairs and glared at him. "Where did she go?"

"She said she had one last thing to do before she was completely ready. She took one of the cars with the GPS so we can track her," he said.

Sophia's eyes narrowed, "I gave you an order to not allow her to leave this house!"

"I know Aunt but she has something that she needs to take care of, she's already promised you that she's going to go along with your plan what more do you want?"

Smack…the sound of her hand hitting his cheek echoed in the empty basement. "You're an imbecile." She turned away from him and left him on the steps.

Fei didn't move for a while, then he looked up at the basement door, "And you're a tyrannical psychopath."

Serena entered the hallway with Hermione trailing behind her. The entire coven seemed to be standing in there staring at something. They pushed their way through the crowed to the center, "What's happened?" Serena asked finally breaking through the throng of people.

She heard Hermione gasp from behind her, being held up by Zoicite and Nephrite was Darien's fourth General Malachite. His clothes were torn, his face had been beaten to a bloody mess, wounds on his body were seeping blood, a bullet hole in his knee cap, and his left arm was at an odd angle.

"Malachite what happened?" Kreon's voice was strong but commanding.

"They attacked us…the hospital….." he was having trouble talking blood was gathering in his mouth.

"Your highness I can tell you what happened, we should allow Zoicite and Ami to heal Malachite, he has several silver bullets in his body that could compromise his life," said Jadeite stepping forward.

Kreon looked at Malachite and nodded, Zoicite and Nephrite took Malachite into adjoining room while Ami followed along with Lita. "Jadeite what's happened?"

Jadeite bowed to Kreon before beginning, "Majesty while Malachite was visiting Mina at the medical facility where we have been researching the virus, they were attacked. A group of highly organized military troops entered the establishment and killed almost everyone. They tortured Malachite for a little information but he didn't give them much, then finally they took what they really wanted." He opened his mouth but Hermione cut him off.

"They took Mina Anica."

Everyone in the room looked at her and Jadeite nodded "Yes and several large samples of the virus that we had been analyzing."

"They paralyzed your progress and have successfully sabotaged all of the advancements," Hermione said.

"That is not all, they also took all the data that you had sent to our scientists as well," he said. "After they had withdrawn from the building they inserted a computer virus into our system, all our data was lost." Jadeite opened his mouth again but was interrupted by Hermione once more.

"And let me guess after that they blew up the building and burned all that was around it?" Jadeite nodded slowly while staring at her. Hermione looked at Serena, "Military tactics, organization, any of this ringing a bell?"

"The Hunters Syndicate!" cried Rei.

Serena shook her head, "No but they were trying to make it look like them. Whoever did this isn't associated with the Syndicate."

"How do you know?" asked Darien looking at them.

"Because if it had been the Hunters they would have taken Mina, but they also would have killed Malachite, letting him live is something that they wouldn't have done, there was no reason to keep him alive unless they wanted to send a message. However everyone knows what the syndicates message is so why keep him alive?" Hermione said. "This was someone who's trying to make a war between the Coven and the Syndicate."

Serena nodded, "Only one person who wants that right now, and you heard what Van said."

"Yes it would seem that she's finally making her stand."

The house was empty, it had been empty for months, but looking at it now it seemed more like years. She stood in the driveway and stared up at the place where she had lived for so long, the place that she had her worst and best memories. Her eyes followed the darkened windows till they rested on the room that had been hers. The white curtains lay lifeless against the cold pane, she could see the dust that had settled on them.

She could smell the harsh chemicals that had seeped into the wood, half an hour had been enough, it was time. She took several steps forward and stood at the bottom of the porch. She stared once more at the door that had greeted her so many times, watched her leave, welcomed her home to her friends and family, that door that had housed so many secrets and memories. Momiji blinked and felt the warm wind blow against her, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a packet of matches. She tore one off and struck the match to life, let the flame burn for a few seconds, and then threw it onto the porch. The gasoline ignited instantly, she watched as the flames followed the gasoline into the house and ignited the entire first floor, she stood silently as her childhood home was destroyed and reduce to ashes. By the time she got into her car and left the entire house was ablaze and lighting the night sky in angry reds and yellows. She drove down the stretch of road back to the high way, music blasting from the speakers, never once did she look back.