[h2][b]Angel[/b][/h2] [right][h2][b]September 9th 8:15am[/b][/h2][/right] [i]"I know it's early so I won't bother you too much but I wanted to introduce myself. I'm Fiona, and it's nice to meet you." [/i] Angel gritted her teeth as a female voice reached her ear. She really didn't want to get close to anyone here. Before she had even looked at the girl, she ended up locking eyes with a girl wearing something close to what she remembered Wednesday Addams wearing. She remembered the girl vividly: Violet Porter. It was hard not to remember her. She tended to stick out in crowds as rather unusual. To begin with, she looked small enough to walk next to middle schoolers. Her entire body was so petite and tiny that Angel couldn't figure out how her tiny head could fit so much hair. It was almost as long and thick as her body. Nonetheless, she was well known for being rather quiet to all but her previous mentors. Violet had been part of the trainees ever since Angel could remember. This was supposely Violet's first official year as a vampire hunter though she had been hacking into vampire databases for years now for the government. She realized now Violet was watching her. She made a small hand motion as if to say, "Go on. Answer her." Angel almost sighed aloud. Of course the hunters were not going to just let her go to the school and then lie about all the friends she made. They were watching her. There was no where to hide. She had to try to socialize if she wanted to be taken seriously as a hunter. She had no other purpose in her life. Besides, Angel could just break any friendship made quite easily after everything was said and done. Angel finally put on a smile and turned to look at the girl who spoke. It had been a full twenty seconds from the point the girl had last spoke. "Hey Fiona what's up-"She began to greet her only to interrupt herself with her own gasp. "Jesus Christ!" The girl was the spitting image of that lunatic vampire. She looked away rapidly, eyes slightly watering as a mountain of terrible memories flooded through her mind like a river flowing through a broken dam. She had been struggling to shove these memories to the back of her mind. She took a deep breath. [i]It's just a coincidence, Angel. This girl probably thinks you're rude. [/i] She thought to herself before turning back to the girl. "Sorry I err.. I saw a spider on the table. Bad phobia." Some woman came over and started speaking to her before she could answer Angel and started scolding her about hats. Angel had no idea how wearing a hat had to do with anything but she hadn't paid too much attention to what the woman was saying. She had found herself staring at Fiona's face in astonishment. There was no way this chick wasn't related to Lee. She had to be his daughter or something. She knew vampires could have children but she had secretly had always suspected Lee was satan himself and the vampires were all his demons. Her gut instinct was not to trust this girl. After being threatened this morning, it was definitely a bad idea. What were the odds that the one girl who happens to talk to her looked exactly like him? The devil's spawn, Fiona, ended up voicing her opinion in reply. "Surely you must have realized that nobody actually cares about the rules, much less a hat." "Take it off or I'm sending you to the principal's office." The woman was clearly on a stupid power trip. She was probably pissed her husband was cheating on her with a younger woman or something. There was no way this old hag really gave that much a shit about a hat. However, it was possible Fiona had been giving her trouble for a while and the woman was fed up. If Fiona was related to Lee, Angel would not be surprised at all. Fiona ended up taking off her hat and calling the woman by her name in the next exchange between the two. Clearly she had been giving the woman issues for a while if she knew her first name. "Mrs. Bitch more like it," Fiona had muttered under her breath but Angel had heard it loud and clear. She finally turned and regarded Angel with a smirk an apology. Angel nodded distractedly, squinting to try to get a glimpse at the girl's teeth. She really didn't seem like a vampire at all. What the hell was the deal with her? "Angel?" Angel looked down to find the speaker to be a rather short brunette. She had a very pretty face and wore a floral long dress. At first, she didn't recognize the girl and wondered how she knew her name but it slowly registered. Memories of a little girl who would come play with her and Derek resurfaced in her mind. "Charlotte."She said aloud as she recalled her name. [i]Oh no.[/i] If Charlotte still lived here then that meant Derek was here still. Angel wasn't sure how ready she was to see him again. "I can't believe it's really you, Angel!"Charlotte hugged her tightly around the waist, making Angel stare down in shock. "We thought we weren't ever going to see you again no one ever knew what happened to you!" Angel couldn't believe the scene this girl was making. People were all staring and the sudden cool wetness on her shirt made her realize that she was actually tearing up. "Yeah it's me."Angel laughed a bit nervously, patting her back. She wasn't used to hugs. As she looked up and came in contact with Violet's gaze. Charlotte could be her ticket out of here maybe. Hesitating, she hugged Charlotte back. "It's really nice to see you again, Charlotte."She told her with a smile. [h2][b]Zane[/b][/h2] [right][h2][b]September 9th 12:30am[/b][/h2][/right] Zane looked at Kate gratefully as he began drinking the pigs blood. He had stayed silent as Kate basically started insulting Micah. "I'm not trying to be a jerk to him. I'm just trying to be real with him and to help him."Micah said calmly. Zane flinched as Kate suddenly stood up and continued her rampage. "I distance myself from the idea because I am no longer human. I am a vampire."Micah simply replied. "A lion doesn't think of a gazelle's family now does he? Death is a part of life and life is cruel. Now please stop banging on my table like a mad woman." Zane was thankful for the next things she said. He just wanted to get out of here. "I thank you for saving us, but I'm not thrilled with you at all and it's taking everything not to rip your goddamn throat out. How much longer do we have to stay in your mansion? Cause I'd like to leave and I'm sure he would too. Or, - the earliest, - if we can't leave, and if not, let us have some privacy in another room without one of you hundred vampire buddies nearby." "You've made it very cleared you're not thrilled with me. However, I wouldn't suggest leaving tonight. It's raining and every vampire that ever existed is outside tonight. Even the hunters aren't trying their luck. I would suggest you stay in until the morning. There's a guest room up stairs to the right. Make yourself at home."Micah explained. Zane quickly got up and took Kate's hand, practically dragging her out of the seat. He moved upstairs to the guest room and shut the door behind them. He locked it and ran a hand nervously through his hair. "Kate what am I going to do? What do I tell my family? Can I even live with them safely anymore?" He paced back and forth across the room anxiously as he spoke before finally plopping himself on the bed.