Vendetta had completely avoided the action upon entering the building. Instead skirting around the edge to the nearest door way. As she sprinted silently down the hall, she focused on her surroundings, trying to locate Frost.

Once she had reached the sixth-story, movement at the end of the corridor caught her attention and she moved to the door. All of the guards, except for a couple that would act as Frost's bodyguards, were down below trying to fight off the Sanctuary agents.

Vendetta kicked down the door and shot the two bodyguards point-blank, putting the gun away once done. She wouldn't need it anymore. Simon Frost looked at her and his eyes widened. "You're dead. I know you are. I saw you kill yourself with my own eyes."

"I'm not going anywhere until I get what I want," Vendetta responded coldly. "And you know what I'm talking about."

The surprise and shock disappeared from Frost's face. "Ah yes, your friend. What was her name again? Tempest right? I can promise you I didn't have anything against her, but she needed to go. And I see that you are planning to kill me, most likely in a very painful manner."

Vendetta didn't say anything, just stepped into the room. Frost didn't move as she moved closer and closer. She stopped a few feet away from him. There was that one moment where time seemed frozen, eyes locked. Nothing except them. And then they lunged at each other.

Vendetta threw a punch that Frost ducked and Frost threw a kick that she blocked. She got in close and fired an elbow into his jaw. Frost's hand wrapped around her throat and she was thrown into the wall. She kneed him in the gut, making him loosen his grip, giving her the opportunity to shove him away and give her some space. Vendetta swung her leg in an arch, catching him in the side of the head.

Frost staggered away and she followed it up with a punch to the nose. The man dove suddenly and Vendetta was tackled to the floor. Frost grabbed her head smashed it onto the ground, stars sprang up in her vision. She snarled and fought through the vertigo, snapping an elbow up into his face. He held on however, and punched her in the cheek. His blood from his busted nose splattered her face. Vendetta flung herself upwards, keeping a hold on him and punched him in his broken nose.

Frost howled and threw her off him. Vendetta twisted and landed in a crouch on the wall, leaping back at him only to have Frost swing a lamp into her side. She was thrown sideways and her back smashed through the glass of a sixth-story window.

At the last second, Vendetta grabbed onto the long curtain and her fall was stopped as she hung a couple yards under the window sill. She could hear the screams of the battle below her that had moved out onto the street. A blast from one of the grenades shattered her eardrums. The glass from the window had pierced her skin and she hissed as it shifted in her flesh.

Vendetta planted her feet against the side of the building and kicked off. She swung upwards, flipping herself so that the backs of her legs caught the window sill. The vampire hung upside down for a moment, than she pulled herself upright and dropped back into the room as her hearing returned.

Frost was just getting up from where he was crouched on one side of the room. Vendetta grabbed him and slammed him into the wall.

Frost snarled and kicked her in the belly. She held on however so they both fell over; Vendetta turned and slammed him onto the floor. She put her hand to his throat and squeezed, cutting off the oxygen to his brain. Frost's eyes bulged and he began to paw feebly at her hands. His vision focused on her and he attempted a smile. "Behind… you."

Vendetta turned and her eyes widened when she saw the bomb Frost had set up when she had been hanging out the window. She let go of Frost and sprinted for the window. She hurled herself out of the hole she had already made and found herself free-falling six stories. If she hit the ground her body would combust.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Cain throwing fire at a guy who was two times bigger than her.

"Cain!"

Cain's head snapped up when she heard her. The dark haired girl's eyes widened and she swing her arms. The air slammed into Vendetta, throwing her off course and hitting the building. It wasn't soft. Vendetta pushed off and flipped, landing in a crouch on the road away from the battle.

A moment later, Simon Frost staggered out of a side exit. He saw her and gave her a strained smile. He was holding his side and his face was smeared with his blood. He lifted up a switch and pressed the button.

The building exploded and everyone scattered, trying to move out of the way of the building as it crumbled. Vendetta slammed into Frost and tackled him against another building.

She pulled out a dagger and pressed it to his throat. Frost looked at her. "Vendetta," he managed.

Vendetta paused.

"I…. need to tell you … something….."

Vendetta pressed the blade in deeper. "What."

"I didn't do what you think I did either." Frost managed to get his breath back. "I'm just the guy's right-hand man."

Vendetta shoved the blade into his shoulder, making him scream. "You're lying."

"No…. I'm not….." Frost's legs gave out and she had to hold him upright.

"How do I know you aren't lying?"

"Look," Frost was having trouble focusing. "I'm the one who grabbed her. I will admit to that. But I wasn't the one who made everything happened."

"Who was it then."

Frost didn't respond. Vendetta panicked and shook him. "Frost!"

He didn't move. Vendetta listened. There was no heartbeat. His blood wasn't moving. A coldness was starting. Vendetta let Simon Frost's body drop and she stepped back. He knew. He knew who had done it. And she had killed him.

Vendetta turned, saw that a few of Frost's people had turned back around. The battle was starting up again. She was suddenly aware of the glass that was still imbedded in her body. She was sore all over. Frustration bean to build in her, mixing with her anger. It was just too much.

Vendetta lunged at the nearest person with a snarl, ripping their throat out. Their blood splattered her clothes and it was earlier that day all over again.

…

Valkyrie had been about to ask Vendetta what had happened with Frost when she saw something shift in the vampire. Vendetta had gone completely still, seeming to have gone into shock. Then she had attacked the nearest person, ripping them apart.

Valkyrie felt herself freeze as she watched weapons get involved. The blood sprayed into the air. Vendetta slashed and slashed again, more and more blood pumping onto the ground. The battle had ended but not for Vendetta. The female vampire was going completely nuts, stabbing someone and slashing even when they were long dead.

The grin was disturbing and the look in her eyes was all Valkyrie needed to confirm her thoughts. Vendetta was insane.

And then Dusk stepped forward and grabbed her, holding her down until she stopped thrashing. Vendetta turned and looked at her father then wrenched her arms away from him and stepped back. At first Valkyrie thought she was going to go nuts again, but the vampire seemed to have a hold on herself.

…

Vendetta could feel her insane side going back down, letting her think clearly again. That was her dark side. The side that she had to keep down. Otherwise, everyone she would come across would end up like the people she had just torn apart until she was either killed or subdued. She glanced over and saw Cain staring at her in shock.

"I don't care that you can see the darkest side of me," Vendetta said. "There's nothing you or anyone can do to change it. And to be truly honest, I like it this way. I don't want to change. Some people do. But I don't. I quite like being this way and no one will ever be able to change that."

Cain blinked in surprise. It was the truth though, no matter how much Vendetta knew she had to keep that side down to keep herself alive, Vendetta loved letting it take over. Just letting the bloodlust and insanity consume her.

"Are you okay?" Sanguine asked slowly.

"I'm fine," Vendetta growled. She was suddenly aware of the bones that were realigning and she felt a spasm of pain shoot through her as a rib popped into place. "Did you get Ode?" she asked, trying to ignore the pain.

"Yes, Pleasant said. "He's on the way to the Sanctuary in an armored car. Everything is over."

Not everything, Vendetta thought bitterly. She didn't know exactly what she was going to do now but there was one thing she was sure of. When she found out who it really was, it wasn't going to be pretty.

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