as silent as deaths shadow falling apon an ill child, Hellana slowly melted into the darkness. her eyes traced every stone in the long halls, learning every curve, every crack, and every detail. her long slender fingers touched the stones, her nails slowly dragging along them. her breathing was slow and precise, her nostrils detecting the scent of fresh blood apon the floor. somewhere within there was an attack. she took a second to search the minds of the bodies present. with keen senses she listened to theie voices hoping to find the one who was attacked. within mere seconds her ears aquired the voice of sin. she heard her shouting and melted even deeper into the shadows. using her natural abilities she traveled the shadows to the hall outside sins room.

there she saw the sceen apon the floor. blood and midnight. sin wept and cried over his body. hellana watched sama and sin. she searched midnights mind for the attackers face and found only a single image. a baseball glove. this struck her as curious. within his last words rested the single deafining blow, Expendable. her heart filled with remorse and sorrow. she knew deep inside that Midnight wasnt expendable. he brought pleasure and love to the heart of her friend, this made him priceless in her eyes. "rest easy midnight" she told his mind. Hellana slipped away from the scene and returned to the entrance. her heart weighed heavy. she knew almost all in the caslte, and she knew of all it was actually SHE who was expandable. her kind was never liked or excepted by the vampire.

Hellana knew that no matter what she would never be accepted as anything other than an outsider. a small tear formed on her dovewhite cheek. slowly she lifted it with her finger. never again she promised herself, never again.

with rage she lifted her head, this was no time to think of herself. a "family member" was injured. this brought pain to her friend, this was inexcusable. she closed her eyes and reached out to sin and midnight.

"who ever commited this attrocity will pay for it. if you are in need of my services all you have to do is ask. i will do whatever it takes to help. let it be known that who ever commits a crime against my new family of my friends will recieve thier crime back apon themselves 10 fold. this i swear as the queen of dragons."

MistresSin slowly bent down to him covering his mouth with her hand Dont do that to me ever again she hears her anger pour through her voice. Her mind goes back to many a time when he left her and the pain shoots through her now beating heart. She bends down and places a soft kiss upon his mouth as he looks at her puzzled. She grabs Sama by her aubrun curls and pulls her so close to her that she thinks if she were alive she may have just suffocated her. Thank you my dear sister, you are always here when I need you I value you so.Kisses her softly on the cheek.Still shaking with rage and fear... the rage being a common emotion but the fear an oddity for her and how long had it been since her heart raced like this. She bit her tongue not to curse him , knowing it would do no good.

 Slowly she helped him back to their room and went and got the damn glove she knew he had cherished so. Holding it and feeling the threads woven back together tightly handing it to him with a smile.My love I need you please dont ever leave me she begs ... for the first time reaching out to him as never before. Lately there had been many things he had been making her want to do and to feel that she had hidden from him , but with the amount of time as of late that they had indeed been lucky to share she could not hide anymore. Things had changed, she felt a mixed battle of emotions pour from her body , which always weakened her. How could you let yourself completly to another let down all your defenses when he always runs her mind spoke to her.Then her heart would give her no choice but to do so. Hearing her own voice as she pleaded to him "dont go, I need you" Her? Need someone? The words hung in the air. She looked at him and his silence and wished she could read his heart, but atlas some sort of power had kept her from it. Her sister being his sire had a few insights, but an evil darkness from within his own heart kept even Evil from being able to be always correct and knowing of him.

 She sat waiting wondering if he would ever come around and figure what he did indeed want out of his vampiric exsistance and what she would do if he did .

CDD Midnight found himself back in their room suddenly, staring at Sin and Sama, holding his glove. He was laying on the bed, with his eyes darting back and forth between the two. He had no memory of how he came to suddenly be here. The last thing he DID remember was holding his glove, standing in the hallway. Sin was looking at him with what seemed concern and rage mixed together, while Sama was standing there giving him the strangest look he'd never seen on her before. Suddenly, he just felt an incredible urge to just.......sleep. His eyes became heavy, as a calm, peaceful sleep took him. The last thing he remembered was hoping he'd have some some VERY pleasant dreams.

He didn't.

Not by a long-shot. 

After sighing with great relief and helping her sister get Midnight back into their bed, she walks behind the privacy screen she spies in the corner of their room and sheds her bloodied cloak.  Normally the blood wouldn't have bothered her... but blood shed to hurt her family just didnt appeal to her.

She was going to just don a fresh cloak and go back to her cat burglaring, but realized that now surely everyone knew she was in Thomas' house... including the host himself.  After pitching a silent bitch, she figured she might as well put on her "Sunday best" and go find her mate.  She was sure that she had heard him call out for her.  Hopefully he had not taken off. 

She had seen the badly weathered gargoyles on the outside of the estate and remebers clucking to herself over their sad state.  She wondered what Savage would do if he had seen them.  Hope fully she would find him on the tower.

She quickly conjured her outfit with a brisk nose wiggle.  She decided on the black thigh high bitch boots, a classic little black dress with a plunging neckline and open back, revealing smooth toned muscles and milky white flesh. 

After one last accessory, a long black lambskin trench coat, she checks on Sin and Midnight one last time to reassure herself that he was indeed still amung the undead, she ushers herself out the door of their room. 

Spotting Hellena, she relates what happened and sends her in to sit with Sin while Midnight sleeps, just to be there incase.  In case of what? she muttered to herself.  Just better safe than sorry.  Sin needed Hellena's calm and strength.

Strutting herself back down the hall she laughs to herself about how this all just started out as a chance to increase her coffers and have a little fun in the process.  Now look what the fuck happened!!  Now I must find Sav and tell him what has just transpired.  Then I will find the bastard that did this... and I will make him very sorry for what he has done.  For what ever harm you visit on others, will be visited back on you threefold.  And THIS little kitty intends to be the one to dole out the punishment.

She moved down the hall with elegant speed toward the tower stairs, she can feel Savage now... she can feel her blood quicken and she knows he's close.  Right now she needs him, needs his strength and his calming nature.  She needs to feel his wings around them, if only for a moment to blank out the fear and frustration of the past hour's events. 

After practically flying up the tower stairs from whence she came, she sees the huge granite structure that is her Savage and she sighs with relief as she rushes into his arms.  She whispers another prayer of thanks to her Goddess, for enabling her to save her dear friend, and for giving her Savage, who always seems to be there when she needs him. 

The guests continued to arrive. All were dressed resplendant fashion. Some dressed to heighten their beauty; others dressed to show their status. The evening was turning out to be a gradual success, as the various legions of the Undead came to mingle. It waswith quite a flourish then, as two smartly dressed vampires entered the scene, complete with top hats, white tuxes, tails and spats. They even had matching white silk scarves and white gloves.  Thomas greeted the new arrivals with his usual flourish, inviting them to come in and join the festivities, and was not at all surprised when one of them identified himself.

"CDD Worlock, pleased to meet you, Sir."

"Please kind Sir", replied Thomas, "no need for such banal formalities here. Thomas will do. I  am pleased to have quite the contingent of Dark Desire Clan here tonight."

Worlock laughed. "Please, Thomas, you flatter me so. I am merely a humble member of a well-known Family. As a matter of fact, I am here to finally get acquainted with a certain member of CDD; someone who I will feel quite at ease meeting tonight, as the time is now right, I believe."

Thomas clapped Worlock on the back good-naturedly.

"Excellent! Then may your meeting go beyond your wildest expectations! I know mine will. In the meantime, Sir Worlock, may I escort to our coat check? All will be looked after, I assure you."

Thomas escorted Worlock and his guest to the coat check, and at the same time heard the mingling of the Undead over yonder. They took their hats , scarves, coats and gloves off, and handed them over the counter to the vampire minion on the other side. Just as the minion was about to put their things away, he called to Worlock.

"Sir, are you sure you do not wish to keep this valueable-looking keepsake with you?"

Worlock turned.

"My kind Sir: I shall have not the slightest problem entrusting it to your care. And you are also correct: It IS valueable. Quite valueable."

With that, Worlock walked away with Thomas to greet the guests, leaving a very nervous, very worried minion to decide how best to store this dazzling artifact.

But he looked around with growing concern, not knowing how in the name of Hades he was going to store a solid silver-tipped walking stick, along with all of the other valueables.

Stooping in the field, sifting dark rich soil in her hand, ISIS smiles and sadly shakes her head. This family, may not let their minds meet mine, but the wind shall carry to their ears the words of truth...

Do not worry, the heart of Midninght joined the heart of Sin, it is not his time, nor shall it be any time soon. When the time does arrive, be assured you shall leave together, as one for eternity.

Be closely aware of your enemies, they are nearer than you believe them to be. Waste not your strengh on false illusion, designed to sap you of all you shall need later this night. All true family must join together if the enemy is to be destroyed.

MistresSin took a deep breath in and walked from the room quietly leaving Midnight with Hellana as she walked through the castle its dark cool walls like a cold chill running up her spine. Her heart heavy with worry for her mate and the rest of her family. She crept silently stopping briefly at the balcony, Thomas you are not alone she whispered , please excuse my rudeness my manners are not always as such. Nevertheless, I must find your kitchen for some ice for Midnight, there has been an awful incident, I do believe someone tried to kill him.

 Thomas pointed her to the kitchen and she swaggered towards it she could feel his eyes on her as she did. She slowly opened the kitchen door and saw a woman , I guess it was a woman she wasnt very feminine , she acted startled as she was tucking something into the broom closet. Smiling MistresSin took her company in , in her entirety. She smiled and scurried away.Her curiousity filled her she just had to know what it was she was acting so secretly about and opening the closet she saw only a silver tipped cane lying there , it was very old and she had to admire it , but why was she hiding it. Finding the ice wrapping it in a bundle for Mids head she headed back towards the stairs and heard voices.It came once again from the balcony , she walked closer seeing the same lady if that is what you could call her there with Thomas. Thomas smiled at her, Sin I would like you to meet Teleri. She smiled and Sin had the most terrible feeling come over her ,her stomach went into knots and her heart skipped. Smiling trying to contain her composure she said "oh yes we met in the kitchen didn't we dear?" A wicked smile was all that was returned from Teleri's lips.

 Walking up the stairs Sin turned and looked once more trying to memorise the face of the one named Teleri and wondered why she would have a cane such as that and wondered about the pentagram mark it had on the tip of it. She walked back in thanking Hell for staying with Midnight as she pressed the ice to his skull and there she saw an imprint of what , it couldnt be a pentagram ... she went into a fury ... SHE ! SHE! HAD DONE THIS ! THAT GOD DAMN BITCH WILL PAY!

 Moving cautiously throu the shadows as not to be seen, DarkSoul makes her way alone the road to the front of the castle, all the while listening and watching for noise or movement around her. As she approches the doors she cannot help but hear loud voices coming from inside, she quickly moves back into the shadow till the voices quiet and fade further into the castle...slowly moving back to the door, she quickly opens it up a crack and moves inside closing it softly as not to be heard.
As she enters the foyer and realize that her enterance has gone unnoticed, she peers into the main room from around the corner. Greatful that everyone within the room is involved in there own conversations and that no-one is paying attention to the doorway, She looks about for a dark, quiet, corner. She spies one just to her left, she quickly makes her way to it's beckoning safety. Once there she can finally sigh a breath of relief, knowing that as long as the shadow is her friend she will always be safe from harm. Moving further back she waits, for what she knows not, but she knows that she had to be here on this eve. Quietly she crouches and sits back on her heels to watch the room......

Waiting.......

listens to the the goings on inside the from his comfortzone above;upon the roof.Looking around at the damaged and destroyed kindred he listens to their story.

then sighing with agreement on what they have said dropps his gavel and

his clan tag at the foot to the door down.Hearing the laugher from inside he walks away still sure of himself in deciding to leave.As he walks along the ramparts he says goodbye to each member in his own way and takes flight.Flying high enough one might think to touch the moon and return with it for his beloved Gattino...........................