As Selene walked through the coven doors she went over tonight's events, the persistent lycans, the bewildering human, and most of all the black figure.

Walking through the halls she wasn't lost to the teasing eyes and mocking whispers that the spoiled aristocrats that inhabited the coven shows to her for being too dedicated in ending the beast they were at war with. They knew nothing of her past, no clue of the dangers of the war outside of these walls. They haven't had the slightest idea of how close they came to death, but was saved because of her efforts. Of course, when she comes home with a human on her shoulder, soaking wet, with an enormous rip in her death dealer outfit anyone will talk.

"That's all they can do is whisper! They are waste of existence! I will let them think they actually mean something to me rather than just them put in their place,after all mindless gossip is all they have."

She finally arrived to her bed chambers. A beautiful room with a coating of blood red paint. Bookshelves filled with literature graced the walls and complimented the black pine furniture. In the middle of the grand design a golden canopy bed with a luxurious velvet blanket piled high with matching cotton pillows. Selene put Micheal down on the soft gothic style couch. She couldn't help notice how alluring the man looked. How very brave he had to be, to think as fast he did, to save her life even after all things he had been through tonight. Her fascination ended when Erika and all her ignorance flounced in.

"So for once the rumors are true. The whole house has been completely buzzing about your new pet. Oh god you're going to try to turn him aren't you!"

"Of course not!"

"Then why did you bring him here?"

" He saved my life."

"Why are you here?"

"Kraven sent me, he wants to see you, now."

Kraven is a bureaucrat, not a warrior. Always venting misplaced anger. He's not upset over the fact I brought home a human, he's more upset that the human is male. His pride hurt from not accompanying him for the party.

"Oh so now it's Micheal!"

"Kraven would just here me out!"

Kraven fed up pushed pass Selene stalking towards her chambers. He arrived just in time to see Micheal jump out of the window.

"Leave us!" He screamed at Erika.

He walked over to Selene slowly as if he was trying to build confidence. He wanted to prove his leadership, his manhood. He finally worked up enough courage to slap her in the face.

Pissed as hell Selene went to vent her rage, firing bullets at her target, not missing one shot. She hardly notice Kahn walking up to show off the new silver nitrate bullet he invented. As pleased as she was Selene could not get her mind off the black figure she saw. It was just sitting there, watching her. It was so dark that she could not even see its face. Although, Selene only caught a quick glance the shadow like figure it had did what no other had done in centuries, scare her.

" Kahn, when you're patrolling do ever see a shadow?"

" Of, course I see shadows, everything has a shadow." He joked.

" No I mean like a shadow figure that looks as if it's watching you."

" Um...no. That has to be one of the most bizarre things I ever heard you say. Why do ask?"

" Oh, no reason I passed out earlier, but before I did I thought I saw something."

" Well maybe you were dizzy and you didn't see properly."

" You're probably right."

"Of course I am, so stop worrying about it. You have fought in a war for centuries and you are worrying about a shadow you may have saw." He laughed and walked away.

" He's right! Why wouldn't he be right?"

Selene tried to convince herself that her vision was indeed blurry and she did not see correctly,but she knew what she saw. It was as clear as day. The figure was so dark and still, it out did night itself. She shook her head trying to shake the image out of her head. She slowly walked back to her bed chambers and lied down on her bed, replaying the events. A phone call frightened her out of her thoughts.

" Hello, Selene speaking."

" Hello Selene this is Amelia."

" Lady Amelia?"

" What other Amelia will there be? I need you to listen carefully. I will be arriving earlier than expected. When I do I want you to be the one to pick me up. You are not to tell a soul is that clear."

" Yes, but why are you..."

The phone went dead.