For all her life, she was meant to be an Agent. It was the Organization that raised her, for her father was always too busy to nurture her. Being Chief Commander would do that to a man. Jaden wanted to prove to her father that she could be as great as he, and that she'd been raised right.

As if he read her thoughts, Chief Commander Korr wrapped his arm around his daughter and murmured, "I'm very proud of you, Jaden. You've come so far, and worked so hard; and now that is finally all paying off." He looked off into space, continuing, "one day, you'll see, Agent Jaden Korr will be a force to be reckoned with. Children will chant your name; while your enemies will fear it."

Jaden smiled, almost shyly and said, "thank you, sir," as formal as always. Chief Commander Korr was her leader first, and her father second.

"Aw, isn't that sweet," a voice sneered behind them. Jaden and her father whirled around, confronting a handsome man in his late twenties, who was sitting on the front steps of someone's apartment building. He had vivid read hair and shocking green eyes. He was the kind of man who would have made Jaden swoon if she were a typical girl. Fortunately for her, she wasn't. He looked perfect; everything faultless except for his waxy white skin. Jaden also knew who he was. He was Ian Cross; leader of the League of Danall. "Well, well, well," the Vampire said, getting to his feet, his eyes on Jaden. "Nathan, where are your manners? You haven't introduced me to your lovely young escort." His brilliant eyes swept over the girl in a disgusting way.

"What do you want, Cross?" Commander Korr said, stepping in front of his daughter slightly.

Cross laughed hollowly and replied, "you know what I want." In an instant, Jaden and her father were surrounded. There were at least a dozen of them, closing in on them from all sides. Jaden moved so her back was to her father and she could see all that went on behind him. It was most likely that the Vampires wanted him over her, so watching his back would be more beneficial to them than watching Cross speak.

As she turned, Jaden subtly reached down and pressed on one of the charms on her bracelet. The pressure activated a homing device that provided location, audio and her vital information to whomever received the signal. As the Chief Commander's daughter, and only child, her protection was highly important.

Behind her, she heard Cross say, "Give up, and you may be allowed to live."

"HA," her father exclaimed. "As if you would allow me to live. Any power you held over the city would be jeopardized while I lived. No, I will not give up; neither here, nor my office."

"What if it were not your life at stake?" Cross asked. Without a word spoken, two Vampires lunged forward and seized Jaden. As Jaden struggled in their grip, she felt her consciousness rise. She no longer saw the world through her own eyes, but as a bystander. Looking around, she saw herself, only at the age of fifteen.

"No!" Commander Korr yelled, reaching out to help his child, only to be blocked by a wall of Vampires. He whirled around to face Cross and said through gritted teeth, "Don't you dare hurt her. You can have all you want; just don't harm her."

"How can I hold you to your promises?" Cross asked, leaning forward so he was but an inch from Korr's face.

"You're creative," Korr retorted, "you'll think of something."

Cross gave him a mystified look, and said, "you know what Korr? I do believe I have an idea." He turned to Jaden, not the fifteen year old in the arms of Vampire henchmen, but the eighteen year old observer and said, "Come here, Jaden. Dear."

Jaden was too petrified to move. Ian Cross addressed her. This was not the same as what had happened that night, three years ago. But something pushed Jaden towards him, and before her eyes, Ian Cross morphed into James, his arm wrapped around her shoulders. And the alley she was standing in shifted and she stood in James's office, cringing away from Jude, who stood before her, as still as if her were already dead. "Now Jaden," James chided gently, "you won't get far as a Vampire if you cringe away from any human that gets in close proximity to you."

Jaden looked at him, tears in her eyes, and she whispered, "I don't want to do this."

James coldly smiled and replied, "and yet you are."

Roughly, James pushed her at Jude, and she fell into him. Blood Lust instantly rose, and she wanted nothing more than his life, but before she sunk her razor sharp fangs into him, she whispered, "Goodbye."

She felt his body stiffen and shudder against her, and a strangled sound burst from his lips but she was beyond caring; oblivious to anything but the sweet, pure, hot blood that gushed into her mouth. She panted and moaned, as she burrowed deeper into the man's neck. Her body throbbed as she drank, pulsating as if nearing orgasm. She felt that it was heaven. Too soon though, heaven disappeared. She was unable to get any more blood from him. She'd drunk it all. She was so thirsty. She desperately wanted more.

A scream pulled her back to reality. She dropped the body, ready for an attack. But it never came. A girl kneeled before Jaden, cradling the body in her arms; the body of her father. Tears streamed down her face, as she rocked, back and forth, holding her father to her chest.

Jaden impassively looked down upon her past self. Her body ached in the need for more blood. She was so thirsty. The Vampire reached down to her younger self and squeezed a hand around her neck, lifting her off her feet and slamming her into the alley wall. Savagely, she ripped into the girl's throat, blood dripping down her cheeks, and running down her neck. It was so sweet, so nourishing, and yet, too soon it was all gone. She was so thirsty; she needed more; she was so thirsty

Jaden burst from unconsciousness, screaming in her need for blood. She thrashed but could not rise from lying down. Wildly glancing around, she realized she was strapped to a bed. Blood Lust mounting by the second, she howled in pain as her body throbbed with pain. All she saw was red, and she felt that if she did not drink soon, she would die.

The room she was in was all cement, so her screams bounced back at her, taunting her. She convulsed and strained against her bonds, but they never gave a hint of giving way. She was panicking. She clenched her jaw and twisted her hands. Doing anything to break free.

"You really do have no self control," a voice said from the corner of the cement cell, after what seemed like hours of thrashing. Jaden's head snapped in the direction of the sound. James entered the room, leaving the door open behind him.

In his hand was a wine glass, and it contained blood. Jaden could sense it, rather than see it, and she began struggling with further zeal. She had to get it; she had to. James drained the glass before her eyes. Screaming in frustration and Blood Lust, Jaden revealed inch long incisors, yearning to sink into flesh.

"You said you were a monster," James observed, "and that is what you will be if you don't learn any self control." He knelt down beside the cot she was strapped to, ignoring how she snapped at him, and brushed a strand of hair from her forehead. Jaden froze, remaining as still as she could, hoping if she was unmoving, she'd be released, and she could get blood. "You obviously don't know the consequences to no discipline," he said, in a dreamy sort of way, "if you continue on the path you are on, you shall end up either killed by me or by an Agent." He stared her in the eye, making sure she was listening before calmly continuing, "Blood Lust is natural, but if you don't learn to hide it, an Agent will pick you off from a mile away. And it is understandable to be angry in the situation you're in; but you will find that lashing out at a fellow Vampire or even a Faithful will have consequences. The penalties for assaulting me, are dire." Giving her a crooked smile, he rose and made for the door. Before exiting, he turned and said bluntly, "Get a hold of yourself Korr, or you'll find yourself in this room for a very long while. Until you've learnt some level of self restraint, you shall remain here." James turned on his heel and left, slamming the door behind him.

"NO!" Jaden screamed, her voice cracking, and she howled in rage at the departed Vampire. "You can't leave me here, you fucking bastard," she shrieked, thrashing against the straps, holding her in her concrete prison. She was so thirsty.