I'm sorry for not updating it for a while because of some things. One was attending summer school for a month because I wanted to advance up to University level in Grade 12. Secondly for the long waiting was the sudden death of my grandmother on August 1st, and the funeral burial on Tuesday. REST IN PEACE!! And thank you for those who have review my story and giving sympathy for my loss.

Here is a new update for Our Bloody Memories!

Summary, Rated, Warnings, Genres, Pairing and OC Profiles are in Chapter One if needed.

Disclaimer: StarlightAngel101, DOES NOT own Beyblade, and OCs that belong to any authors I mention along the chapters. StarlightAngel101 owns story plot, Jess (OC), and other OCs that belongs to me and mention along the chapters.

A legend to help out when reading…

"Hello" – Talking

Memories are to cherish forever. - Flashbacks

'Hello,' – Thinking, Announcements (on radio, PA, etc.)

"To be or Not To be," – Quotes (will appear at the beginning of chapters)

Any word that is in Italic – Empathize the word

God send me an angel, From the heavens above – Lyrics or a letter/note, e-mails, text messages, posters


Chapter Twenty-four

Jealousy

"Envy grieves. Jealousy rages." - Mason Cooley

She could feel the soft, silky scarf tie around her eyes, making her unable to see anything anymore.

"Can you see anything?" asked Brooklyn.

"No. I can't see anything," replied Jess.

All she knew that after the huge incident at the park that she would be wise enough to drink blood for now on, so no more innocent people will be dead because of her. As well, today was the start of her training her senses and gifts of a vampire. And her first training skill is to harness her hearing, and her six senses; which at first she thought of being psychic and all.

Her depths into her mind was broken as she felt Brooklyn tie the scarf at the back of her head, so it wouldn't be able to slip off during her training.

Once done, with his hands on her shoulders Brooklyn walks towards a small low-beam. Jess wasn't aware of what's going on, but she let Brooklyn lead her to which they can begin her training.

"Jess, I need you to step on the low-beam," Brooklyn requested, as he got her in front of it.

"Okay," Jess responded. With one of her feet, she lifts it up and tries to touch the surface of the low-beam. Once she felt the surface on her foot, she pushes herself up to the level of the low-beam, and instantly places her other foot on it, keeping her in balance.

The whole time, Brooklyn had his hand grip on her loosely, and by the time she made it to the low-beam level, he let go of her hand.

"Stay there." It was all he said before heading to the end of the room to lift a metal pole, but it has two buckets, filled with water attach to it. How he lifted it, show that it was easy to lift; light as a feather. But for humans to lift it must take a few ounces of strength to lift it effectively. Fledglings were different… Although they are gifted to the great strength, they are given little of this gift of immortality.

Jess suddenly hears Brooklyn's footsteps, but was well the sound of water moving, and small sounds of metals creaking of rust.

"Brooklyn, what's going on?"

"Don't worry its part of your training. Here…"

Brooklyn passes the pole with the buckets to Jess, in which to her was heavy. She almost drops it but with a few ounces of her energy she was able to keep it in place. The little shakiness of the buckets is shown that she was struggling a bit of it.

"Okay, what I'm supposed to do with two buckets of water, attached to a pole, and I, standing on a low-beam, blindfolded?"

"Simple," Brooklyn replied, "You need to cross to the other side of the low beam; blindfolded and not letting a drop of water escape from the bucket."

"That sounds easy…"

"It does, for more experience vampires and how it might look from people doing it. But it's a challenge… and I'll explain to you why later. So, walk to the other side of the low-beam."

"Okay, if you say so."

Her body faced the low beam, even though she couldn't see how far the other side ends. But at least she can take small steps to be in contact with the beam to prevent her from not falling. At the same time, she's carrying two buckets of water that can't be spilled.

She's going to do it…

With her left foot, she lifts it a little bit up in the air. Her leg stretch over by a couple of centimeters away from her, slowly her left foot carefully reach down to the surface of the low-beam. Her toes felt something smooth and hard, and thinking that it's part of the low beam, she places the sole of her foot on the beam. The buckets attach to the pole made rust creak sounds and water splashing.

She was getting nervous and to panic a bit, did she spill the water?

"Jess, relax," Brooklyn's voice answered. His voice of gentleness sounds a bit far from her, but she listens as he spoke, "No water has spilled, yet. Keep on going, you're doing great."

Jess sighs in relief, of what Brooklyn said. Which then she felt a bit more confident than before. Still balancing with the pole and buckets, she took another step, but now her right foot. Moving up in the air, over her left, and then back down to the low-beam. Each of her steps became better and a bit faster than her first few steps.

The buckets creaked, and the water splash against the bucket's barriers and Jess ignore it. Hoping none to spill, but not to think too much of it, as she felt she'll jinx herself from doing this. She was ambitious to reach to the other side and do so without the need of the water to spill.

Her mind has broken once again, with a hand touching her arm into a halt and Brooklyn's voice to speak.

"You've reached the other end of the low-beam Jess. Congratulations."

"Yes!!" she yelled in excitement, "So, is that it?"

"Not exactly," Brooklyn responded, "Same thing as before, but this time faster than what you have did."

"Faster?" she asked as Brooklyn gently move Jess around to then face the new end of the low-beam. Her feet moved her around slowly and steady, making sure she didn't spill any water with Brooklyn to help her out.

By the time she face it, Brooklyn let go of her, and walk to halfway on one side of the low-beam.

"Are you ready Jess?"

A moment of silence passes, till Jess responded, "I am ready."

'I can do this,' she thought, 'it's easy to walk with the buckets…How hard can it be?'

Jess slowly took one of her foot up in the air to touch the low-beam's surface. It was then that she begins to run along the beam quickly, trying to keep the buckets in balance for no water wouldn't be spilled.

A few quick steps and Jess felt that she can do this faster than expected.

'I can do this!! I can be able to make this…I-'

While in her deep thoughts of confident boosting, she managed to be distracted enough to have one of her feet slip off the low-beam. With her foot to loose the balance Jess began to fall to one side of the low-beam. Her hand loss the grasp of the pole, letting the water escape from the buckets, and washed up the floor.

Brooklyn saw what's going on, and he hurried to catch Jess from her fall to the wet floor. Hopping to the low-beam, he reaches his arm; his hand managed to grasp her hand with firm grip, and pull her up to him.

Jess felt her hand caught by someone's hands; Brooklyn's and he pull her up and crush against someone, like a girl treating their own rag-doll with care and protection.

Silence fell after that major mistake Jess had did. And it end up like this, water to be splatter on the floor, and Brooklyn to hold her from her fall.

Brooklyn kept hold of her, with his grasp for both of them were on the low-beam and he just want to make sure she wouldn't fall down, if he let go.

"Brooklyn," Jess began, "I really blew it…didn't I?"

"No, you're just a beginner," Brooklyn answered, "It will take time till you can really do it. And we are in need to get you through it before the end of the week. As well, there is more training to do and you have your final test days from now…"


There was more training then ever…

But not better as expected from Brooklyn.

The next training with Jess was worse than the low beam crossing.

It was about the third time, that she had to go through this but it's a must for her reflexes as a vampire.

"Jess, are you ready?" he asked.

How could he asked that to her since she wasn't ready the first two times?

She was still blindfolded, but this time, it's no longer on a beam with a pole of two buckets full of water and the object is to cross without any water spilled. On a second this part of the training included not spilling drop water from the bucket, but this time the bucket is now on her head! Standing on the ground this time, with a pole; nothing is attach to it, in her hands. Without spilling the water on top of her head, at the same time, she must hit and dodge small stones heading toward her.

The first time this happen, Brooklyn didn't need to throw any stones at her. Before her training even start she had spilled the bucket to not only wet the ground but her as well.

The second time, he did throw stones at her, but she barely hit a single one and wet herself, again.

And now, it was the third…

"I guess I am…" Jess responded.

'No. I'm not ready…'

Brooklyn with one of the small stones, he held it very tight making a fist and his eyes made contact with Jess whom was still blinded. Feeling it's time, his arm stretch out and threw the small pebble towards Jess.

Jess's hearing had sense the stone heading her way, got her self ready to hit that stone back.

'You can do this, Jess...'

Feeling the sense that it's the right moment to hit the stone, Jess swung the pole at where the stone would be. Apparently, she hit too soon and as she turns she heard some water spilled… Not good.

Another stone head her way, and another. About seven stones, at a time headed to her, but it was all the same.

She miss…and miss, and….miss. Jess would miss too soon, or too late, the water was spilling, and it all came down. This time with the bucket now fallen over to her head, making look like a helmet she's wearing and herself all soaking wet.

The last stone came, but this time she hit it, but it was too late…

The stone reflect back at Brooklyn, but Brooklyn didn't have to move since the stone miss him a couple of centimeters before landing on the ground.

Brooklyn observes the scenery in front of him, as Jess, with one of her hands; lift up the bucket around the rim from her face. Lifting the bucket from her whole head, she drop it beside her, and Brooklyn have saw the same expression on her face the past days that she have become a vampire that night. Eyes full of loneliness, sadness and low-self esteem.

Brooklyn saw her remove the scarf, from her eyes were no longer full of the goodness, he had seen before all of this had to happen to her.

"Jess," Brooklyn answered, he hurried up to Jess hoping that she didn't come down with something or even have something in her mind. "Are you okay?"

She simply shook her head and replied, "No…"


He swerves the cup of blood around, seeing the blood move in movement. The red, thick liquid swerves around the glass, caking it with its color.

Brooklyn was in heavy thoughts, not being able to drink at a time like this. He knew that he has a week to train Jess. At the same time the thoughts of seeing her depressed moments of failure made him wonder if she was even ready to become one of them.

He has only four days to train her, and then she is able to serve for them.

Maybe it was possible that he could at least train her with simple tasks, which can help her with her balance and flexibility. To later, then do the training that she didn't pass yet.

The thought that made him think that she's isn't ready to be one of them, got him to wonder… what if, she wasn't change and she were to die on the spot that night?

His head shook of that thought, not wanting to know of an alternate ending for Jess. All he knows is that he'll be heart broken of seeing her long gone. Nothing could be change now… it was too late for that.

It was then that his ears perked up to a sound of a small crash of metal, and the sound of water splashing.

'Jess?' he thought.

He places the up of untouched blood, on the table and hurried to the training room. Down he went to the many halls till he reaches to the door. Before he even opens it, he presses his ear to the door, listening to anybody in there.

"Damn it again!" cried a female voice.

Brooklyn knew it; it was Jess, its sounds as though she failed again. Then he heard of the rusty creak sounds of the buckets, being removed, and then replaced by new ones fill with water as he heard some water splashing against itself from its imprisonment.

Wanting to take a peep, Brooklyn twists the knob of the door, and opens slightly so that his eyes can see what Jess is doing.

He sees her, with the two full buckets, on the floor and attaches to the pole, as Jess ties the dark colour scarf around her eyes to cover her sight.

"I can do this, I can do this," Jess said to herself, repeating the same words, as she finished covering her eyes. She lifted to pole up, carefully not wanting any water to spill out. She propped herself up to the low beam, without guidance of anybody, and maintain her balance before she begins to run across the beam.

"I'm not going to give up! I will be able to make it, and I won't have Brooklyn to feel down because of my failings."

Brooklyn, hearing this, had felt it in his heart, thought it no longer beats like human hearts does. He looks at Jess, and one little thought came to his mind, that would have been the thing that got to change everything…

'You can do it, Jess,' he thought, 'believe in yourself.'

'Believe in myself,' Jess thought, 'I can do this!!'

On cue, Jess begins running across the low beam, as fast as she could. Each, quick step touched the surface of the low beam, but pick up away as she run across blindly. Balance is the key for this training, and she will pass this. She will be able to balance herself along with her senses to guide her for the years that she'll be a vampire.

'I'm going to do it!'

When she felt that she had gone, far enough to the other end of the beam, she manage to slowly and eventually stopping herself, as well keeping any water in the buckets.

Being cautious, she lifted on of her feet to feel the surface of the low beam.

Her feet moved around, making a few circular motions, noticing it was thin air. Carefully she got herself down to the floor level, and once her two feet her on it, she places the buckets attach to the pole down in front of her.

With her hands free, she removed the silk scarf from her eyes, and her eye adjusted them to get a good sight again. It was then that her eyes saw that she made it across the low beam, without spilling any water. Her eyes lit up with its sparkles shining bright, filled of hope that she can do this.

Her ears then perk up to a sound of clapping, as she turns to see Brooklyn applauding of her success. She felt a bit embarrassed, thinking how long have Brooklyn been watching her?

"Bravo, Jess," Brooklyn responded. He stops clapping after a few seconds of saying those words to her. "You have learned to balance with your senses… Are you ready to finish off you training?"

Jess did a simply nod, meaning yes, that she was ready to do her training.

"Then let's get started, before our days are up."


The past few days, have been better than the first few days of her training. Jess really improved her senses, as her training went to the next level. But today it is her final day, and the big test that Brooklyn explained to her about on the first day.

Her final test is going to be finding Brooklyn, in the middle of a forest. The forest was dark, as the animals slept in peace under the dark skies. There were a few fireflies scattered in the area, lighting up very dim. However, their light isn't bright for the big forest. He had explained to her that she is against time to find him, however there would be obstacles in her way to get him. And if she didn't make it on time, Brooklyn will blow a whistle as a signal. Brooklyn did tell her that whether she got him or not, at least she will pass when it comes to honing her senses.

"Okay Jess," Brooklyn said, "just count to five, and once you do, come and look for me before times up."

"Five, why not ten?" she asked.

"Trust me…" Brooklyn responded, "Now go and count."

"Alright then, if you insist."

Jess found a tree to cover her eyes and count to five, just as Brooklyn wanted.

"One… Two… Three… Four… Five! Ready or not-" Jess quickly turns around, and notices Brooklyn had gone out of sight, into the dark shadows of the forest. This may be more than just a simple hide-and-seek game.

She observed the area around her so far, but it was then that she picked a scent. The scent was earth like, but had hints of ocean breeze and a faded scent of cologne.

'It must be Brooklyn's scent,' she thought. She tries to follow where the scent is strong, hoping to get a direction to start looking for him.

Then his scent got stronger than before, and Jess realized that he must have gone north-west from here. Jess quickly, with her inhuman speed rush down into the deep depths of the forest to find Brooklyn with his scent.

The scent became stronger than ever to Jess, as she runs deep into the darkness, but then a thought hit her. She stops herself, before she observes her new surroundings.

'The scent is too strong,' Jess thought, 'Does that mean I may encounter an obstacle soon?'

Her ears then perked up to a sound that is coming towards her behind. Her reflex came in role to her dodging what was going to hit her within a second. As she saw that small stones were going to hit her. She quickly saw a shadow above the trees, and she took a guess it was Brooklyn, but in a blink of her eye, the shadow was gone.

Without hesitation she follow the direction that the shadow was a few seconds ago, and she search for Brooklyn.

'Looks like I'll be able to catch you at this rate.'

But then another, booby-trap encounter her, but this time she jumped over, and she saw the ground formed a hole deep for a person to get out. She made it to the other side of the hole but kept running hoping to find a sign to look for Brooklyn.

Then she caught his scent again, it was faint but she could smell it in the east direction. She made a turn head east, and hurrying up before time had run out.


Brooklyn ran with his inhuman speed as far from Jess as he could. He was almost caught from the first obstacle he gave her.

'She's getting good than I expected,' Brooklyn thought, 'but her test is ending soon, so I have to act fast.'

With that he jumped on a tree branch, and keeping his balance, he jumps from one tree to the next finding a new area to set an obstacle. With the wind against his face, he hurries to get far from her as possible. A few cuts came on his face from the tree branches, but all the small cuts healed quickly.

Along with this chase, he grabs from his pocket, a small vial of a golden liquid; a cologne. Removing the cork-like lid, he pour a little of the scented liquid on his hands before he flick the droplets below him. As well, he touches every tree on their rough barks to give them the scent.

'This can help her out where I am at.'

He places back the shut vial into his pocket as he found a good clearing for his next obstacle. He checks the time with the watch he was carrying and noted that it was 2:38 in the morning.

"It looks like she has about 22 minutes to catch me, until time is up. And a few hours till the sun rises. I'll have enough time to set a few more tricks, till fate comes, whether she catches me or not."


She didn't how long she has, till Brooklyn blows the whistle. Yet, she dodged about four to six traps, and caught some of the cologne scent again. This time, she was now heading south-east in the forest. Hoping she was able to catch Brooklyn soon.

About a few seconds of running with her inhuman speed, she stops in another unknown area of the forests. Her eyes observe the scenery, seeing any shadows, but it was completely dark.

Her sight wasn't going to help her out for now, so, she gently closed her eyes as she uses her hearing and concentrate. She hopes to find any sound that doesn't belong in the forest. The leaves were rattling against the soft wind blowing on this dark night. Bird's were flapping their wings, taking flight. Her mind went deeper as she felt the scenery was gone into darkness. She was the only one in this unknown darkness, yet she is looking for Brooklyn as she tries to make an image of him and where he was.

Then, a twig snaps at the distance.

Jess broken the concentration, and open her eyes once more. She took a quick turn to the source of the sound. Now in the north direction, so she hurried to find Brooklyn, before her time was up.

Rushing in the forest she saw a clearing ahead of her. Some of the area was a bit had colors of grey, and as she got closer, she realize that it was some kind of a cave. Yet, her senses were telling her not to enter in the cave.

'It could be possible that Brooklyn may have set a trap in there,' thought Jess. She stares at the cave once more thinking, whether or not to go in. 'His cologne scent is certainly strong here, so, he must be here... somewhere. Unless, there is another way to get in the cave without encountering any traps. It's worth a shot.'

Jess ran around the rocky cave, hoping to find another exit, but unaware that in the darkness, eyes were watching her moves.

When it was clear to come out, Brooklyn exits out of the cave of darkness and into the night's light. The whistle was held in his hand, for which time has come to an end for Jess.

'She did very well, even though she didn't catch me,' Brooklyn thought.

"But time is up her," he said. He got the whistle ready to his lips to blow the high pitch sound, when he felt two hands tap on both his shoulders. In bewilderment, he turns around to see Jess, with a sly smile on her face.

"Did you think I was stupid enough to go around the cave?" she asked, "Oh, by the way… I caught you on time."

The shock on his face was replace by a smile, as he said, "Congratulations, you've pass your training and test, but there's one more thing I have for you, first we need to get back to Blood Trillium."


They return to Blood Trillium, after ten minutes of Brooklyn running with his speed from the forest which was about ten kilometers from here. Inside of the same room that Jess once started on the first day of training.

Brooklyn was in front of Jess, and as for Jess her eyes were shut. Brooklyn has told her when they came in that she had to close her eyes, for a special prize for finishing the whole week of training. He hopes that this surprise can help her out and him when it comes to giving it to her.

Jess wasn't sure what the prize is but she was a bit anxious for it to be reveal in some way.

"Jess, are you ready for the surprise?" he asked to her.

"Yes I am Brooklyn," she replied, "But Brooklyn; can you give me a hint so I can wonder what it is?"

"Let's just say it's something that you haven't had in for a while…" Brooklyn answered.

"Okay."

After a few seconds of silence, Jess then asked, "Are you ready to give it to me?"

And without hesitation, Brooklyn leans in and his lips capture hers in a small soft kiss. Jess reacted in surprise, which she pull back, but fell on the floor; her bottom breaking the fall. She quickly stares at Brooklyn in confusion at first, but then Brooklyn softly giggles of what had happened. Eventually, he began to laugh which was something he hasn't done for some time. Jess then giggles and she too laugh, thinking that its' too funny when you thought of it.

Brooklyn still giggling helps Jess up to her feet, and once he did, he stares into her eyes, and found what he wanted to see for a long time since she was changed into a vampire.

Her eyes were sparkling like jewels and full of life. Her loneliness and low-self esteem were gone and replaced by happiness and relaxation.

"Jess," he began, "Your eyes are shining bright again. Something I long to see once more, the same eyes of you that I fallen in love with that night."

"Oh, Brooklyn…"

Jess rests her head on his chest, and his arms wraps around her, holding her close. They stood in the position for a while, not wanting to break the embrace that got them to feel under bliss.

"Jess I love you, although we have to live as vampires and at different ranks, I want to let you know that you're the only one that my heart belong to."

"Brooklyn, thank you for your words," Jess commented, "Your words, made me feel safe and happy… I love you too with all my heart."

Brooklyn and Jess look up to each others eyes. Their eyes were full of love, care and truth. Brooklyn leans in once more to kiss the lips of his love, as Jess accepts his love, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Both of them weren't aware that a pair of honey-brown eyes stares at them in envy and disgust. Behind the door leading to the room she saw them embrace, but of all the females Brooklyn had to kiss, he had to kiss a fledgling! Although Blood Trillium didn't have rules that fledglings aren't aloud to be with those at higher ranks, many disapprove these kinds of relationships. Mostly it wasn't allowed for higher rank vampires to mate anybody whom are at a lower rank.

'I better find a way for that little brat to be separated by him, or else!'

It was then that the one with the honey-brown eyes shut the door quietly that Brooklyn and Jess didn't hear it, for they were still in the loving embrace that many are jealous of.


"Here's one of the many halls that you'll be mopping," Ming-Ming explained, as she walked down the hall she mention to Jess. She turns around to see Jess dragging a bucket fill with soapy water, and a mop with a attach device to squeeze the water out.

Jess looked at the hallway, and saw it was pretty huge enough to take about half-an-hour to mop the whole floor of the hallway, and do so with the other twelve to twenty hallways as well.

"You must do the following things as of today, and every other day: Mopping, dusting, polishing, organizing anything needed, and sweeping. One chore you need to do once a week is the girl's laundry, the guys have someone to do their dirty load. And the chores to do everyday are cleaning and filling the empty bottles used for blood, lighting and putting out every candle in the building, and lastly stay away from Brooklyn."

Jess simply looks up at Ming-Ming in confusion….

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me fledgling, forget about Brooklyn, because one: he's so out of your league. And two: Everyone and I know that I am meant for Brooklyn. So, what do you say?"

"Um… No."

Ming-Ming stares at Jess with attitude, and a sense of anger.

"What did you just say?!"

"I said no. I don't know why you are telling me to stay away from him, but I know for sure is that I really like and him and he likes me as well. So, if you have a problem with it… get use to it."

Ming-Ming's honey-brown eyes glare at Jess's crystal-blue eyes in anger and disgust.

"Why you, no good, little-"

"I see that you have given the fledgling of her responsibilities."

Jess and Ming-Ming turn to see Boris walking down the hall, with some sheets of paper in his hand.

Ming-Ming dramatically change into a little innocent girl; a hypocrite.

"Yes indeed Boris," her voice, sounding cheering and attractive, "I was just finishing her list of responsibility of serving Blood Trillium."

Jess wanted to puke at the hypocrisy Ming-Ming was saying, and even acting.

"Good," Boris commented, "By the way, I have an assignment for you Ming-Ming. Come with me to the throne room for the details."

"Yes sir," she responded. As Boris began to walk away from Ming-Ming and Jess, Ming-Ming called out, "I am willing to accept the assignment."

It was then that Ming-Ming faces Jess once again, the anger and disgust plastering on her face, and called Jess, "Bitch!"

With that she left Jess behind, and followed Boris to the throne room.

"What's got up with her?"

It was a minute that Jess shrugs that question out of her mind, and began mopping the hallways. The mop dipped in the soapy water, and then place on the floor ready for Jess to move it against the floor for a nice, clean result.


Air, nice fresh cool air was relaxing for Jess. It has been a while that she had been outside in the night. Ever since she has received all those chores, she never had a lot of free time. The chores in her view, was a pain in the behind, because of certain vampires, trying to make jokes out of her.

Especially the males, when she mops the floor of the hallways. When ever they come by her mopping away, they would whistle and say to her, 'Hey runt, do you want fries with that shake!' and leave off laughing their heads off…idiots.

Sitting on a dark grassy hill, her eyes view the night of Tokyo, her mind in deep thoughts of what might be going on as Jess was changed.

Her first thought was on Brooklyn. Thinking of the life he's been a vampire, living for over 200 years in Tokyo. He must have seen Tokyo change dramatically in the 1700s. Or even been doing the same thing she was doing as well. Wondering and seeing the night sky. Yet, she's been wondering if Brooklyn must have felt alone every time he sees the night.

Her mind then trails off to then think of her friends and family. She felt sadden, because she and Brooklyn knew that she'll never be able to be with her family or friends again. At the same time, she would know that right now, her friends are looking for her, her family asking the police of Tokyo to search for her. But they will never find her, even if they search during the night time, she'll be hidden in a shadow.

A deep sigh escapes her lips. The sigh was full of sorrow for her family and friends here and in Canada. Even more depressing that she'll never be able to go back to the country that she was born and raised again.

With the reflection of what will happen with her as a vampire, Jess took one last glimpse of the night sky before returning to Blood Trillium.

She got up, and dusts off the blades of the grass off her pants. It was then that she saw shadows that didn't belong to her. About a group of seven shadows, those cover her shadow. She turns around to see the owners of the shadows, and Jess' expression was surprise, and then back to boredom.

In the middle of the group were the hypocrite, Ming-Ming, and then six more girls from Blood Trillium. Possibly be Ming-Ming's little group of friends or even followers.

"What do you want Ming-Ming?" Jess asked, with a hinted attitude.

"Very simple," Ming-Ming replied, "Though you didn't listen to me the first time, STAY AWAY from Brooklyn!"

"Yeah," all the girls of Ming-Ming's group said in unison.

"My answer was still a no," Jess answered, "and I can guess right now on why you girls are telling me to stay away from him because you're all jealous that Brooklyn is noticing me instead of all of you."

"What?!" all the girls replied as they got a step closer to Jess. Jess took a step back, but no signs of fright came across her face.

"Watch it fledgling! Or else your going to pay for that!" exclaimed Ming-Ming.

"Oh, I didn't know you guys were to get offended by that," Jess explains, "I thought it was either that, or because he's the only male that you little whores didn't fuck with."

"That's it, get her!!"

Realizing what Jess has done, she quickly began to run away from the group. She literally pissed them off from what she has said to them being whores and all. Ming-Ming and the other girls ran after her, not letting Jess get away from what she had said to them.

'Man, I need to find an area to hide from,' Jess thought. With that she picked up her speed, as she ran as fast as she could in seek for shelter to hide.


In the middle of the intersection of two deserted roads, Ming-Ming and the six girls came together in a group. All were ambitious and in rage for one reason: the fledgling.

"Did any of you found her yet?" Ming-Ming demanded.

Some shrugged, as others were replying no.

"She's pretty good in running off and hiding from us," said the girl with blonde hair. All of the girls stare at her in anger.

"I don't give a damn," Ming-Ming exclaimed, "all I care is that we get her once, and for all!"

"Last time I remember, she was heading up north," replied another girl with dark-red hair, "Near the abandon buildings."

"What are we waiting for?!" yelled one with black hair.

All of the girls headed up north, going as fast as they could to get Jess. Their speed of being a vampire went unnoticed for any humans to see. Quickly heading north, they saw the roofs of the buildings that lay abandon for many years. As they make it to the abandon neighbourhood. One of the girls caught a glimpse of someone heading to one of the buildings.

"Hey, I think I could see her," called the one whom has spotted her.

As all of them focus at one of the buildings, they too got a clear view on the person. Indeed it was Jess they saw, as they saw her opening the door of the abandon building, Jess looks around for a precaution if they have saw her or not. When it was clear for Jess, she immediately closes the door shut.

"Oh we got her now…" Ming-Ming said.


Jess presses her back against the wall, panting for breath and yet, she feels that they'll catch her.

'I need to hide…' Jess thought, 'I think I can be able to hide upstairs.'

She hurried up the stairs which creaked eerie sounds, and dust is spread free from laying there for some time. Reaching up to the second floor of the building, Jess heard a door opened loud and aggressively and she heard the voices that she didn't want to hear.

"We have got you, fledgling!" yelled Ming-Ming, "You can run, but you can't hide from us forever!"

The panic began to rise for Jess, as she made a quick decision going up. She rushed up the flight of stairs going up to the third floor, fourth and now fifth floor of the building. Once she made it up to the fifth floor, Jess hurries down the hall to find a place to hide, and she hopes that the hiding place would be damn good to be unnoticed.

She turns her head to see if the group had made it to the top and now on her tail, when she bumps into something or someone. Jess backs up a step to see what she hit, to realize that she hit a person.

It was a woman, somewhere around her twenties, with pale white skin. Her hair was long and red which reminds Jess of the flames of fire. Her eyes the colour of emeralds, stares at Jess in curiosity and darkly to her crystal-blue eyes. The woman was wearing a black corset top that suited her curves, and a dark-green long skirt with a slit going up to her mid-thighs on the right side of her body. It was then that Jess saw a tattoo on her arm, vines with leaves and thorns and on her wrist was a bloomed black rose.

Jess didn't know what to react or say to the woman. She would have apologies to her for bumping into her, and yet a group of angry girls are after Jess right now this moment.

"There you are you little bitch!!"

Jess turns around to see Ming-Ming and her crew several feet away. Ming-Ming looking very pissed for the comment and now this whole chase. They began to run toward Jess, and before Jess could turn and run away the woman came in front of Jess, and on cue the group of girls came into a halt.

Jess takes a look at the girls that stopped chasing her, and saw them with hinted fear on their faces.

"What is the meaning of this?!" declared the woman, "Why are you girls chasing a fledgling?!" Jess stares at the woman with shock. How did she know that Jess was a fledgling? Could she be a vampire? But the one thing that Jess could have known is that she never saw the woman in Blood Trillium.

A moment has passed till the woman spoke again.

"Well?!" then she looks at Ming-Ming, "Especially you, Ming-Ming! Tell me the reason why you are chasing her."

Ming-Ming took a step forward, and replied, "Morganna, I can explain, you see this fledgling"- as she points to Jess-"has made a rude comment on us after we told her not to be with Brooklyn and she refuses to listen to us! I don't know why Brooklyn, who is the heir and at a higher rank, would go for a girl like her, who is at the low rank. So, I suggest her to forget about him, because one: he's so out of her league. And two: I am the only one meant for Brooklyn."

"Hey Ming-Ming," Jess called out, "The sentence that you mention about me in a low rank. It's whom, not who because whom is used (in literature) when a person that is unknown or a career professional, such as a teacher, whom you don't know of."

Ming-Ming was fuming with rage now, and said in attitude, "Excuse me, since when do low ranks like you, tell me of my errors?!"

"Maybe the ones that were properly educated in a school, rather than taught in the whorehouse!" exclaimed Morganna, "You girls must better leave this fledgling alone or else!"

"Or what?!"

Morganna then stares at all the girls very darkly a sense that she'll make them suffer in pain, her emerald eyes have emphasized. The girls were beginning to get scared and not wanting to stay in the building for a while longer, they all fled down the stairs.

"Like I said, leave the fledgling alone or else!"

The sounds of foot steps on the stairs began to fade into silence, indicating that they must have return to the main floor and got out of the building. As for Jess, she stares in amazement, but wasn't aware what has happened since she was behind Morganna. Morganna then turns around to see Jess; her eyes back to normal and she tells her, "Come with me."

Morganna past by Jess as she walks down the hallway to open one of the doors at the left side. Jess hurries to catch up with Morganna and enter in the room where Morganna had entered.

Once in, Jess observes the room she was in. The room had a window at the opposite side of the door she enters, covered in tattered red curtains. Cobwebs hung all over the place, from the corners of the room, and on the pieces of furniture left in. The furniture covered in old ancient dusts, untouched for some time. The only things that were new were the two red loungers with a dark maroon coffee table in between the loungers.

Morganna sat on one of the red sofas, looking at sheets of papers on the small table with a lit candle to shine faintly in the darkness.

"Take a seat," she called Jess. Jess didn't hesitate but took her time going to the sofa that was on the other side of the coffee table and took her seat. It was a while that she waited for Morganna to speak or do anything, but she simply read the papers as if she never notices Jess was here in the first place.

"How long have you been a vampire?" she asked her eyes still on the papers.

"Almost two weeks ago," replied Jess.

"And in a short time, those girls had huge issues with you," Morganna commented as she looks up to Jess, "Also I wonder why they have picked on you. Can you explain to me about that? Oh, by the way, I am Morganna. But I prefer Morgan; it's short and suitable for this century. I am the leaders of all females of Blood Trillium and Black Rose. Black Rose is the clan I served for many years, and this building that we are in is a neutral territory for the clans. So, tell me about you; your name, background, you know the rest…"

"Well," Jess began, "My name is Jessica Pacheco, but I don't mind people calling me Jess. I am seventeen years old, was born and raised in Canada, and it has been almost a year since I came to Japan for a scholarship in the visual arts."

"Keep going."

"So, about three months ago, I met Brooklyn at a beach party…Brooklyn is-"

"Don't worry about explaining him, I know who he is. He's a vampire, a young adult and the heir of Blood Trillium."

'Brooklyn never have told me he was an heir,' Jess thought, 'Maybe I'll ask him about that.'

"Anyway, I got to know him well and we have dated till I found out who he really is. He told me to keep his secret a secret, and that was a promise I have kept till that day. Some guy tried to kill Brooklyn, but I got in the way and I was going to die. But Brooklyn offers me to become a vampire, at first I didn't want to, but I changed my mind when he said he cares for me…So, I am now a vampire as of today, and the many tomorrows I'll be awakening to."

"My dear, can you explain of Brooklyn caring for you? What do you mean by that?"

"Um…Brooklyn and I are in love with each other. Ming-Ming and the others were ganging up on me because Brooklyn was paying attention to me since we are together and in love…"

Morgan's reaction was in shock and of embarrassment. She didn't know what to say about that. But like people would say back in her time, once a couple is in love, they are in love till the end of time. At the same time, the theory that she believes for the reason Ming-Ming and the other girls were up on Jess' throat, because of the age and rank differences in vampire years. Of course for humans, they wouldn't mind since Brooklyn was nineteen and Jess is seventeen years old a little gap of age difference. But in the world of vampires, it's a major difference. Brooklyn is close to about 230 years old, a young adult and an heir and Jess just became a vampire and starting at the rank of fledgling.

"Jess," Morgan explains, "I believe it's very nice that you and Brooklyn are together and in love, especially for Brooklyn since he has been independent for many, many years…but here's a little word of wisdom for you to think about. Although you and Brooklyn are happy about it, as shown with the females you were running from, they didn't approve of it. In the rules, even it's technically not written, although relationships with major differences of ranks can be found, not many enjoy it. What I am saying is that I want you to keep you relationship close to Brooklyn, but be careful… many things can turn into consequences of what you are doing right now."

"Oh, I think I understand now…" Jess trailed off, "I'll try to be careful with my relationship with Brooklyn."

"Very well then, in the meantime, you must go back to Blood Trillium. The night is going away in a few hours, and this is not a good place to stay over the day. But if you have any concerns or questions, come to this place at any night, I'll be here to help out."

"Alright I'll go."

Jess got up from the seat, and hurries to the door to exit. Before she did, she turns to Morgan and called her name, "Morgan."

"Yes, what is it?"

"I want to thank you for everything you did for me."

"It's no problem, but now you must go."

Jess simply nodded a yes, and exits out of the room, closing the door shut. Morgan was the only one left alone in the room.

"I can sense that she is different than the girls I see and grew with in Blood Trillium and Black Rose. I believe it's her differences that Brooklyn loves her for who she is, instead of who she is not."


Fin!! It's French for End!! Sorry again for the update due to many things I explain to you about before. Please forgive me and don't forget to review!!

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