Blood Secrets: Tales of the Children of the Moon

Chapter Four: A Taste of Vixen's Own Disturbing Past

Vixen placed her nine mm. back in its holster and nodded at Faith. "Alright, it’s definitely you. I could tell not just by the story, but also because while you were talking I kind of rifled through your mind and knew it was you," Faith glared at Vixen as she said this, then just shook her head. "Fair enough. Before you begin though, Midnight," Midnight cocked his head to the side. "You know what to do."
Midnight nodded before changing forms, becoming black mist and sliding up Vixen's arm before finally resting upon his home in her back tattoo. Vixen shivered at the icy feeling she got every time he returned to his home.

Faith nodded in acceptance, knowing that Midnight was truly who he said he was. "Wow, shadow Guardian. That's a rare one," the two Hunters turned their attentions to the vampire still trapped in the cage. Vixen glared at the creature while Faith just shook her head, before replacing her sword, which she had unknowingly lowered during her tale, back into its sheath and pulling two silver knives off the metal garters strapped around her thighs. Vixen watched her mentor's movements, a brow raised questioningly in her direction.

"It would be easier to throw these at you, where you would then be distracted long enough trying to dodge them, and I could just as easily rush you, unsheathe my sword once more, and cut you clean in half before you even had a chance to pull your glock out of its holster. You should know this by now Vixen," Faith explained, rolling her eyes at her apprentice. Vixen just shrugged. "Just wondering."

"Yes well, do me a favor while your 'just wondering' will you. Release Marilyn from the shadow cage," Vixen stared at Faith as if she had completely lost her mind. "Have you gone completely Nutters?" she asked loudly, almost yelling. The vampire, Marilyn as Faith had called him, snorted in laughter at this. That is until Vixen's .45 was pointed right between his eyes. "One more word out of you and you'll have a hollow point bullet coated in enough poison from the Lily of the Valley plant to take down a fully grown adult elephant planted straight between your ugly eyes," she growled menacingly.

On her back she felt Midnight shift on her tattoo and heard his voice speak into her mind through the link they shared as Guardian and host. "Do you need me back out there Vixen? Cause I'll pop right out and tear a limb off if you wish." Vixen chuckled mentally and replied to him, "No Midnight, I can handle a simple vampire locked in our cage. It's Faith I'm worried about."

"Hm...Yes I see your point. What on earth has gotten into her mind? Why would she want us to release a vampire? Why not just kill the thing and get it over and done with already?" he asked, contemplating.

"No idea."

"VIXEN!" Vixen looked over at Faith to see her mentor glaring at her. "Holster your weapon right now, and release Marilyn from the shadow cage. That...is an order." Vixen glared at Faith, seriously contemplating refusing a direct order- something Vixen had never done in the two years she had been Faith's apprentice- but in the end she holstered her .45. She growled at Faith before turning to the Vampire and focusing all her energy on the cage. Once she had she snapped her fingers.

Immediately the cage began to dissipate from around Marilyn and sunk into the pavement around his feet. Once the mist was completely gone and the shadows that had been used from around the alley returned to their original places, the vampire finally took a step away from the spot he had been standing in since the cage had formed around him. And his first step was a step taken towards Faith.

Vixen immediately reached for one of her guns once more, only to stop, her hand gripping her nine mm. but not yet taking it out, when Faith held up her hand. It was a clear sign saying "don't". And Vixen knew to listen. So instead she watched, her hand not moving off her gun, just in case.

Marilyn walk up next to Faith and held out his hand to her and spoke in a gentle manner, "It’s good to see you once again Faith. I would say you seem to be doing well, but after your tale I'd say that right now you’re probably not doing as well as you were." Faith nodded at Marilyn, placing one if her knives in her opposite hand before taking his hand in hers and shaking it in a formal manner. "As correct as ever Marilyn. Then again being a telepath will do that to a person. And it’s good to see you again as well, in one piece this time," a smirk crossed Faith's lips as she said this. An identical smirk appeared on Marilyn's face at Faith's words. "Yes well, being ambushed by a pack of werewolves while you’re out on a stroll with your fourteen year old daughter, who knows nothing of our world or who and what she truly is herself, and are suddenly ambushed by a rabid pack of vampires its...well, you pretty much have two choices. Fight them and protect your little girl or run and risk your little girl getting hurt. As you know I chose to fight even though I was out numbered and truthfully, if it hadn’t been for you, I not only would have lost my own life that day, but so could Katherine have..."

Faith just nodded in understanding, but Vixen was completely confused. "Uh...I'm confused. You actually saved this dude?" she asked, looking back and forth between
Mentor and vampire. Faith looked at Marilyn before she turned to Vixen. "The only reason I helped Marilyn that day was because of his daughter Katherine. After I got her
to safety I returned and finished off the wolves with Marilyn and then planned to finish Marilyn himself. My plan for Katherine after Marilyn was disposed of was to lie
and say he had died saving my life, which in truth at one point, he did just that.

"After the battle he told me he knew what I had planned and instead had a proposal for me. At first I didn't think anything of it, still planning on going through with my original plan of killing him lying to Katherine and then finding her a loving home to live out her life. But for some reason my curiosity got the better of me and so, heard him out."

Faith looked over at Marilyn who took that as his cue to pick up the story from his side. "My proposal was quiet simple really. I had heard of Faith before, honestly who hadn't at that time? Even at her young age she was already growing a reputation in the supernatural community. I had also heard that she had made contacts and informants in her short time of working to take down my kind and I knew that, with some of the enemies I had, a possible alliance with a Hunter that was quickly becoming so feared even at such a young age, as I said, could be very beneficial to not only myself, but also my daughter should anything ever happen to me. And also, with my blood status in the supernatural and especially the Vampiric communities, I could have eyes and ears open at any point in time around and collect information for her that may be potentially useful, and seeing as I travel quite a bit because of my line of work, I could receive intelligence about any supernatural movements from anywhere in the world.

"So I made the proposal, telling her just that, and that if she spared my life I would become said informant and do exactly as I just explained. The only thing I asked for in return was that, should anything ever happen to me, no matter what it had been, that she take Katherine in, take her under her wing, much like she did you yourself Miss Sola, and train her to be just like her. So that Katherine would always have a way of protecting herself against any supernatural that came across her or tried to harm her."

"As you can see I agreed, after taking a few days to think about it. He gave me his contact information and told me he would be in town for the next week or so, so I thought on it and finally decided having an informant with such high status and connections wouldn’t be such a bad idea. So, like I said, I agreed to his terms and we've been working together ever since. I was sixteen then," Faith finished looking at Vixen, whose head was absolutely reeling from all the information she'd just been told.

Then she thought of something else.

"Uh...you do realize you just revealed all of this to me and you don't even know if it’s truly me yet...right?"

"I think we kind of already know it’s you just by Midnight," Faith said raising a brow. Vixen shook her head. "Doesn't matter. It's protocol." Faith stared at Vixen for a few moments before finally nodding. "Alright then, if you want, you may tell a bit of yourself to us that only you would know."

Vixen took a shaky breath. Now that Faith had proven who she was, as well as explaining this alliance she had with this Marilyn Vampire, it was her turn. And she knew what memory to choose now.

Faith had told a story of how she had to murder her own sister and, while it was heart wrenching, it didn't compare to the way Vixen felt when it came to the memory she was about to tell. It was from a time when she was a rebellious little shit, and definitely not careful with her life. It was also the one time she put her trust in a person she loved, only to have that trust, that love, torn to pieces.

"Alright, well, you know that when I was sixteen I got with a guy named Michael Kuza-"

"Hold on," Marilyn said cutting her off. "I apologize for interrupting you but you don’t happen to be speaking of the Michael Kuza whose in the band called 'Kuza'...do you?" Vixen looked at Marilyn, a little shocked that he knew who she was talking about. But then again, maybe she shouldn’t have been. After all, like he had said, Michael was in a band and it was pretty famous now. So she just nodded. "The very same actually," she answered. "Oh dear," was all the vampire said. Faith looked at Marilyn
Quizzically. "What is it Marilyn?"

"I believe Miss Sola should be the one to explain this, not myself my dear. Please, continue Miss Sola."

"First off, it’s Vixen, not 'Miss Sola' so stop calling me that," Vixen snapped, her emotions getting the best of her. "And second...thank you," she felt like she almost choked on those words. Marilyn just nodded in acknowledgement and Vixen continued her tale.

"As I was saying, you know that when I was sixteen I got with a guy named Michael Kuza. I'd actually met him when I was fourteen and to be honest, we started dating- in secret- after my fifteenth birthday. But there was something I never told you about him...or our relationship... besides what I just said," Vixen took a deep shaky breath, knowing what she was about to say would shock at least Faith. She had a feeling by the way Marilyn reacted to Michael's name a moment ago, that he knew what Michael
was. Or did for a living along with being in a band. "What was it?" Faith asked. Vixen looked up, the hand that had been previously on her gun, trailing up to her throat and gently rubbing it.

She cleared her throat before she continued. "As you know I was a rebellious little fucker at the time, and had been into some...pretty kinky shit," Vixen chuckled at this and saw Marilyn raise a quizzical brow at Faith. "She was into the BDSM scene when she was sixteen," Faith supplied for him. Marilyn just looked at Vixen and cocked his head to the side. "Huh...honestly I didn’t peg you as the kind of girl who was into that sort of thing," he said, assessingly. Vixen just shrugged. "Most people don't expect it
when they first meet me. But I was heavy into that stuff when I was sixteen and seventeen. It was another reason why I liked Michael so much. He was into it as well and he knew what I liked. And that just happened to be the Dominant and Submissive genre of BDSM.
"Now in the beginning of our relationship Michael was sweet, treated me well, respected my boundaries and especially respected something that is needed to be respected and always heeded when it comes to a Dom/Sub relationship."

"The safe word," this time it was Marilyn who supplied the answer and Vixen nodded. "Correct. Now before I actually got into the BDSM Dom/Sub scene I did my research. I knew what was accepted in the lifestyle and what wasn't. But I'll get to that bit in just a second."

Again Vixen took a minute to collect herself and take a deep calming breath. It was painful for her to talk about her relationship with Michael, not just of what happened and what he did to her, but also because of the fact that she had loved him so much...and he destroyed that love. Completely and utterly destroyed it.

Finally, after a moment of calming herself, she continued. "When Michael and I began our relationship, the public one, things were great. He even let me move in with him, having one of his friend's sign the adoption papers to get me out of the orphanage. We had been together for about six months when he gave me my collar," her hand, that was still lightly wrapped around her throat, subconsciously started to rub the spot where her collar once sat. "It was a beautiful choker, made of soft black leather, and in the middle, made of pure silver, was this ring that held a dangling pentacle that was also made of pure silver. But the thing that had been the part I loved the about it was the stone he'd had placed in the middle of the star. It was my favorite stone, a moonstone. But to me that hadn't been the best part...no the best part was what he'd had inscribed on the inside of the collar, in the leather.
"It had said 'Vixen and Michael, forever Entwined in Loves gentle wings'. I had absolutely loved it and never took it off, unless I was in the shower of course. I didn’t want to ruin the leather," Vixen shrugged at this, knowing it had been true. "Now, like I said before he let me move in with him, having one of his friends help get me out of that orphanage, and things were great. I felt like I was on cloud nine...until one day in September...

"Now just that August Michael and I...you know," she looked at both of them making sure they knew what she meant. They nodded letting her know they did. So she went on. "Anyways, we did that and a short time later I started to know certain things that were going on with me. Things like I was tired more than normal, I had a loss of coronation at times- although back then I was pretty klutzy already so I didn't think much on that one- but there were also things like an increase in appetite, and...uh..." she trailed off and looked at Marilyn, thinking if she should actually say the next. In the end she said fuck it. "And my tits were getting bigger," she added in a rush. Marilyn rolled his eyes and Faith smirked. Vixen glared. "Oh shut up...anyway, I was growing pretty concerned about all these things that were happening but I didn't want to bug Michael with something that could potentially be nothing. So instead...I went to Franccesca..."

"Franccesca De Struct?" Marilyn asked, concern in his voice again. "The Siren Franccesca De Struct?"

Vixen looked at him confused. "As far as I knew Franccesca was human," she told him, wondering where he got siren from. Marilyn shook his head. "No my dear, Franccesca De Struct is definitely a Siren. I would know, I’ve met my fair share over the years. I’ve also met Franccesca herself and I recognized her for what she was immediately."

Vixen looked at Marilyn in shock. "I wonder if Michael knows..." she said, mostly to herself before shrugging it off. "Anyway, yeah I went to Franccesca with my concerns and told her how I didn't wanna bug Michael with something that could potentially be nothing. Now Franccesca was also technically a Sub to Michael but she didn't have the kind of relationship we did. It was more of just a friendship with his word being the final say. I didn't mind it or anything cause, as corny as it sounds, I knew that it was my arms Michael returned to at the end of every night.
"Franccesca was also a friend to me, almost like a sister you could say. So when I told her what was going on and how I didnt want to tell Michael until I knew if it was anything big or not she completely understood and took me to the doctors to get me checked out and all that...As it turned out...it was something big. Life changing in fact.

"I was told I was pregnant," Vixen watched Faith's eyes widen at this and she felt Midnight shift on her back again. But she didnt let either one of them say anything this time, just rolled on with her story. "Yeah. I was sixteen and going to have a baby. I was freaking out at first, while Franccesca was in complete happy mode, thrilled that she was going to be an aunt in about eight months. I told her not to say a word to Michael until I could talk to him myself and luckily she agreed and toned down the excitement so he wouldn't get suspicious or anything.

"It took me two days to work up the courage to tell him. I ended up doing it while he was making dinner that night," Vixen chuckled as she thought back on that very night and how he reacted. "His reaction was kinda priceless. He'd just been taking a boiling pot full of noodles to the sink and was about to dump them into the collander when I just popped off and said, 'so I found out the other day that I'm pregnant'," she giggled. "He froze in place and ended up dropping the pot which splashed the boiling water all over him!

"I felt really bad about it and immediately rushed him to the bathroom to tend to the burns the water had caused on his stomach. As I was fixing him up he just sat there frozen for the longest time, not saying a word. I finally got so freaked over it I begged him to say something, anything. I couldnt tell if he was happy about it, pissed off or anything and I told him as much and that he was starting to scare me. That seemed to snap him out of it in the end.

"He looked up at me and asked if I really was pregnant. I looked at him and said yes, then asked him if he was mad about it or something. He just looked at me like I'd lost my mind. What he did next took me by suprise.

"He picked me up and swung me around laughing like he was the happiest man in the world. He finally set me down an told me, 'how on earth could I be mad about having a child with the woman I love? The woman who holds my heart in her hands'," Vixen snorted in disgust as she recited his words. And thats what they had been.

Just words.

"Skipping ahead a bit, to when I was four months along. We had just found out recently that we were going to have a little girl. Michael seemed to be over the moon about it, and so was I. But as time went on, I'd started to notice Michael coming home with more and more paperwork. He'd also been recieving a lot mire phone calls and needing to leave at odd hours f the night. I didn't really think anything f it. Just chalked it up to one of the guys from the band, his family, or even the record label he was signed with.

"Now Michael had also been working more and more during the day, coming home later and all that and I didn't really have anything to do when school got out seeing as I normally did all my homework during my lunch. So when I got home from school I'd occupy my time with cleaning up the house and stuff.

"One day, I was cleaning in Michael's office, which is normally where he spent his time when he worked on lyrics for songs and things like that. It wasn't unusual for me to pop in there once in a while and tidy up the office for him, he knew that. Hell at one point I went so far as to go and get him a filing cabinet and set up a filing system for him. So, that day for me was no different. Or so I thought.

"I was going about, sorting his papers and putting them in the cabinet in the right sections, when I came across a stack of papers I had never seen before. What was written on them I found strange. It had nothing to do with the paperwork he had from his record label, or any of the papers he had with lyrics or music sheets. It had names of people, discriptions, bio's...and what shocked me the most was what had been written at the bottom of each one.

"There were signatures from people I didn't know, Michael's signature, and a spot where it said there had been a certain amount paid for that person."

Faith gasped at these words. Vixen saw Marilyn shake his head in disgust. "That wasnt the worst part. The very last paper I found, all the way at the bottom...had my name on it. My description and my bio."

"WHAT?!" both Faith and Midnight yelled. Midnight suddenly shimmered off Vixen's tattoo and came to stand before her. "What do you mean your name was on one of those papers? And how did I not know about this??" he growled. Vixen shook her head. "It was before I got you Midnight. Before I got my tattoo. "What happened next...was even worse for me..." Vixen said, tears now welling in her eyes as she continued. "I called Franccesca and asked her to pick me up, that I needed to see Michael right away. She was at our place in less than five minutes.

"She drove me to a place I had never seen before. Now I had been to all of Michael's band mates’ houses, as well as their record label's place so I knew something was off when Franccesca drove me to this large warehouse building. That and she'd been acting all nervous and quiet while we were in the car.

"We pulled up to the warehouse building and I immediately asked Franccesca why we were there. She told me that that was where Michael was and then she began to beg. She begged me to let her take me back home. To wait for Michael to get home before I confronted him with whatever it was I was going to confront him with. That some things in Michael's life were meant to remain secret, even from the mother of his child.

"That pissed me off. I asked her if she knew what Michael had been up to this whole time, what those papers that I'd found in his office were all about. She clammed up. The only thing she told me was that Michael would punish her in a way he had never punished either of us- not that he ever had with me- before, if she had said anything. I could tell she was scared. Or at least, I thought she had been...

"I got out of the car and went into the warehouse to find Michael. It didn't take long. Turns out he'd just been finishing up with a 'client'. As I was coming in with Franccesca, the guy was leaving with some girl who barely looked a day over eighteen. At that point I started to put the puzzle pieces together. And I wasn't liking the picture it was creating...

"I found him in a room he'd made into an office just like the one we'd had at home. There was even a picture of him and I that we'd had taken professionally two weeks before, hanging on his wall and one of just me on his desk. It made me sick, seeing that and remembering the paper I'd seen with my name on it...

"He seemed pretty surprised when I barged into his office. He was even more suprised when I walked straight up to him and bitch slapped him. Hard. I asked him straight out what was going on and why my name was on a paper in his office and filled out like so many of the others I'd found...

"He got a look on his face I'd never seen before. It was pure anger. But it was gone after a moment and his face turned back into that loving expression I knew so well. He told me the paper had been nothing really, and had nothing to do with the others. So I asked him what the other papers meant. He sighed and lead me to a couch there in his office before telling me that he had joined one of the guys, working on a business that was like...well kind of like a hooker service only not as...bad.

"He told me the only reason he was doing it was to pick up some extra cash for when we had our daughter. He said the money he was getting from the record label wasn't enough right now to support the three of us so one of he guys had offered him the job on the side until the band took off more and the money started coming in more as well.

"I foolishly believed him. He told me he was sorry for keeping it from me, that he knew he should have told me but didnt want to worry me or stress me out, for the baby's sake. Again I believed him. I was sixteen, foolish, and thought I was in love. But things would take a turn for he worst once I left.

"I had forgiven him for not telling me and in the end told him that I was going to head back home, start dinner and all that. He nodded and hugged me, thanking me for forgiving him. I just shrugged it off and had Franccesca take me home. Only she didn't...

"She ended up taking me to another warehouse and locking me up there. I spent weeks there alone, not knowing what was going on and where Michael was. The stress got to me more and more and finally one day...my body couldn't take it. I began to miscarry...

"As it happens that was when Michael found me. It killed him to see me losing our daughter. He rushed me to the hospital but it was too late. She was gone..."

Vixen stopped there. She couldn't continue. She was about to break down worse than she ever had before. Faith and Marilyn seemed to sense this for they both just nodded. "You can stop now Vixen, we know its you," her mentor said, walking up next to her apprentice and enveloping her in a hug.

Vixen sobbed into Faith's shoulder, trying her hardest to regain her composure. It took a noise from beside them to snap Vixen out of her daze.

The Vampire, Guardian, and the two Hunters looked over towards where the noise had come from and Vixen's yes widened. She'd totally forgotten about the young boy who'd been knocked out by Marilyn earlier. The protocol had taken over all her attention. Now he seemed to be coming to. Vixen ran over to the boy and knelt beside him as he groaned again. "Ah fuck...my head," she heard him whisper to himself before he started to try and get up. Vixen quickly stopped him.

"Hey, hey, hey. Stay down. You hit your head pretty hard earlier and have a concussion. You don't want to make any really quick movements, okay?" The boy's eyes shot up and met her own, shock in his gaze. "Who...who are you?" he asked, stuttering slightly. Vixen smiled warmly at he boy. "My name's Vixen. Vixen Sola. I'm here to help you. Come on, I'll help you up," she looked behind her and called Midnight to her side. She caught sight of Faith and Marilyn staring back at one another and she could tell they were having a mental conversation, Faith thinking of her responses and letting Marilyn read them from her mind while he projected his own thoughts and responses to her. She knew because it was something her and Faith did on hunts as well.

She decided not to use her own telepathy and eavesdrop on their conversation, and instead turned her attention back to the beautiful ocean eyed boy. She smiled at him.

"Here," she wrapped one of the boys arms around her shoulders. "You can also use Midnight here for a leg up if you need." The boy looked over at the black wolf who stood next to him now and was sniffing his arm lightly. Suddenly the wolf's silver eyes shot up to meet his and he could tell the wolf was glaring at him. He looked at Vixen and raised a brow quizically. She snickered. "Don't worry. Midnight may be a little moody at times but he doesn't bite. I promise," the boy just shrugged before placing a hand on the scruff of the wolf's neck, gripping and starting to lift himself, Vixen helping to pull him up.

Once he was finally standing, the boy dusted off the back of his black skinny jeans and looked at Vixen, a crooked smile forming on his lips. "Thanks for that Vixen. I'm Andy by the way. Andy Biersack," he held out his hand and Vixen took it in her own, intending to shake it. Instead Andy turned her hand over in his and raised it to his lips, gently kissing her knuckles. His eyes never left her's the entire time.

Vixen blushed at the action. Andy was very charming, she'd give him that. "Its very nice to meet a beautiful young woman like yourself," he whispered against her hand, a smirk forming, before releasing it. "Oh tone down the prince charming act Biersack before you end up choking the poor girl with it," Marilyn said from behind them. Both Vixen and Andy turned and looked at the vampire, Andy raising a brow at him. "Like you have any room to talk Manson," he growled.

Vixen's eye's widened as Andy said this. "Wait, wait, wait. Manson? Marilyn? Your not Marilyn Manson...are you? Like the famous rock star and singer of 'sweet dreams', 'beautiful people', 'personal Jesus'...THAT Marilyn Manson?"

Marilyn smirked and then bowed mockingly. "At your service Milady," he said, looking up and smiling. Vixen's jaw almost dropped. "How did I not see it before? Seriously? Your like, one of my favorite artists!"

"I'm flattered Vixen," he said smiling. Faith rolled her eyes. "Alright enough. Marilyn I need to speak with you for a moment. Vixen will you be alright here with Mister Biersack-"

"Andy, please. Just Andy," Andy said, shaking his head. Faith nodded. "Will you be alright with Andy for a moment while I speak to Marilyn?" Vixen nodded and turned her attention back to Andy. "So, is there somewhere your staying or something? If so I can give you a ride back," Andy raised a brow. He thought about it for a moment before answering.

"Actually just got into town tonight and my friends wont be here till tomorrow. I was trying to figure out where a local motel was and called Marilyn cause I'd heard he was in town visiting a friend. Uh...as you can see that didn't go very well," Andy rubbed the back of his head, right on the spot where his head had hit the brick. He winced as he touched a bit of a wound he hadn't known was there. So much for just a bump on the head. "Ouch..."

"Are you okay? Here let me see," Vixen said placing her hands gently on either side of his head and pulled it down slowly taking a look at the wound on the back.

"Oh...that looks bad. I have a first aid kit in my car. I can fix you up and then if you want you can stay at me and Faith's place till your friend's show up."

Andy looked at Vixen confused. Did she really just tell him she could stay at her place? And what should he say? Did she even know what he was? It was clear she was Hunter, if she was running around with Faith Wilson, she had to be. So the real question was, if she didn't know what he was...what would she do when she found out?

"Uh...sure. Yeah, alright. Thanks," why did I just agree to that? He thought to himself as Vixen beamed at him, her blue-grey eyes sparkling with delight. As he looked at her, he quickly figured out the answer. Even though this girl was a Hunter, and his instincts were yelling at him to run and keep as much distance between himself and her as he could, another part of him yearned to be close to her. To get to know her. To protect her.

He had no idea what the hell was going on with himself, but he did know one thing. He was beginning to like Vixen (not the whole loving her thing...or at least...he didn't think so...), and he wanted to get to know the girl behind the Hunters mask. And staying at her place was a pretty good place to start.

Notes

Authors Note:

Well then...that was...pretty bad...for Vixen I mean. And whats worse? That's not the end of her story there. There's more to her life when it comes to her relationship with Michael Kuza. And Franccesca too. But hey, at least we know this mysterious vampire Marilyn's true identity now! It's Marilyn Manson! Haha you can thank my friend Blackrosekitten for that one. She loves the guy and Faith was one of her original characters she created in Blood Secrets so I thought I'd be nice and put Marilyn in here early lol.

Also, YAY! Andy's now fully in the picture lol xD it took me a while to figure out how to do it but I did it! So what do you guys think Andy means when he asks himself if Vixen knows what he is? Is he a supernatural? Or just a human with a few rare abilities? Guess you'll just have to wait for the next update to find out! Haha working on chapter five now guys so don't worry it shouldn't take TOO long lol



Until next time guys! See you on the other side and Blessed Be!



- Vixen Biersack =^.^=