After class, Sky walked towards the gate. It was strange to hear and learn about a history of a race that no longer existed. To know that the nationality had died out completely along with their language, that was no longer spoken. It made her sad about it. She reached the gate and was surprised to see that her father wasn't there waiting for her like he normally would be. She stood there waiting, watching as everyone else left the premises.

After twenty minutes went by, she began to worry.

She looked back at the school and saw that more than half the student body was gone and some of the lights were going off. Some of the teachers were already beginning to leave. She watched Mr. Lasota and Ms. Souza drive their cars off the premises too and didn't even see her standing there. Some people just looked at her, but didn't say anything and waited another twenty minutes before she realized that her father wasn't coming. She started to walk out the gate and looked down the deserted road in pitch darkness, leaving the torches her only light.

She decided to wait another fifteen minutes before she had to give up and figure out what to do next. She didn't have a cell phone on her, since the grounds had horrible cell service. She always left it at home. With that in mind, she decided to see if someone was still at the school to use the office phone.

She proceeded to walk back, when suddenly, she felt an eerie presence and looked all around her. The grounds looked creepier with no one about and she felt a little freaked out. No one was in sight of the school and the lights were all out, except the torches on the grounds around the forest and on the front steps. She slowly came to a stop when she fully realized she was completely alone here. And there was no way she could call her parents.

This was not looking good at all. It was five miles out to her house, and it looked like she was going to have to walk at four thirty in the morning, alone in the darkness, with a creepy forest all around her. She turned around to go back out of the gates when she stopped dead in her tracks. There was an sinister feeling that made the back of her hair on her neck stand up in alarm. Her body became rigid with a sense of fear and her breathing nearly stopped altogether.

She slowly turned and peered into the clump of trees forty feet from her. She didn't see anything except for darkness, but the feeling of something lurking there watching her wouldn't go away. Something sinister and evil. She couldn't move a single muscle.

A man walked out of the shadows and he looked to be young, maybe early twenties, late teens. He wore faded jeans, a black t-shirt with a black leather jacket. His brown hair was short, and he had a day-old beard and mustache. Sky jerked back in total fear. He raised his hands and stopped walking. He was no less than thirty feet away and she didn't know if she should run or not.

"Whoa there now, no need to be afraid." he said calmly in a deep voice that didn't sound reassuring.

No need to be afraid? How could she not be afraid of a male stranger that just popped out of nowhere from the dark forest, watching you? He laughed and shook his head.

"Sorry, guess this isn't really a way to introduce myself to a young pretty girl."

She became on full alert at that. He didn't come any closer, but that didn't stop her from not calming down. Her heart hammered in her chest from the terror that was slowly sinking into her body and mind. She saw him frown and became a little tense.

"Why are you here alone?" he asked carefully.

She stuttered in her speech, trying not to give away how truly scared she was being stuck here alone with a stranger, who could be a serial killer for all she knew.

"I-I'm not, I was waiting for one of the teachers to be done in the school, just came out to have a breath of fresh air." She thought quickly, thinking that maybe if she mentioned that someone else was here too, he wouldn't get any ideas.

He looked at the dark building of the school and peered at her from the corner of his eye. "Is that so?"

"Yes, now if you'll excuse me, I better get back inside." She turned back around to the school, but she didn't take two steps, when all of the sudden, the man was right in front of her.

She stopped as she gasped in sudden surprise and stared at him. Normally people would have started running and screaming, but the way he moved so quickly momentarily stunned her.

"How did you...?" She looked to where he was a moment before and back to where he was now. Impossible, how did he cover twenty-five feet within two seconds?

"What?" he asked innocently.

He leaned in closer and took a deep breath, making her take a step back from him, getting frightened all over again.

Was the guy a sick lunatic? He narrowed his eyes at her. "What's your name?" he demanded her.

"Why should I tell you that?" she demanded back, getting a little annoyed at his arrogance towards her.

He shrugged and took a step back from her. It made her a little relieved. "The names Blase." He slightly bowed to her and smiled, then put his hands in his pockets.

Sky studied him for a moment. He was very handsome in an old fashion way and he also had that pale look about him as everyone else here at the school did. He was muscular in build and he was at least a little over six feet tall. He nodded his head towards the school behind him.

"Do you really go here?"

"Yes, I do. Why?" she asked, not trusting him at all.

"Nothing, it's just...why?" he asked in bewilderment.

"Why do you care to know?" She crossed her arms, knowing she couldn't really answer that question because she didn't know herself.

"Well, because I go here, and I've never seen a person, such as yourself, attend to this school before."

She didn't understand his meaning at that, a person such as herself? And he went here? She was definitely caught off guard by that. "I've been here for over two months, and not once have I seen you here."

"Two months?!" He looked around in shock. "You have been here for two months and nothing has happened to you?" he asked incredulously.

She was once again caught by surprise. "Why would something happen to me?" she asked a bit meekly.

Now he was studying her in that gaze of his, unnerving her to no end. "Do you have friends?"

She crossed her arms around her. "Of course, I have friends." she said a bit defensively.

He laughed at the look she gave him. "No, I mean here at this school?"

Her arms fell to her sides and she looked at the direction of Fulk's meadow. He followed her gaze and looked suspiciously at her. "Do you know a guy named Ambrose?"

Warning bells rang in her mind at the mention of the name and she looked at him with questioning eyes. "Ambrose?"

Blase laughed at himself. "That's right, he doesn't go by that name. I'm sorry, I meant Fulk, do you know someone by that name?"

Was Fulk's real name Ambrose? Could it possibly be true? How could it be? But it was too coincidental to have the same birthday and name right? And the slip up in class today? What about that? More and more questions popped into her mind, but she pushed them back, focusing on the problem at hand, this Blase fellow.

He watched her eyes go bright and he wondered at that. "Yes, I do. Why?"

"He happens to be my best friend, are you friends with him?" he asked her.

Best friend? She didn't think Fulk really had any friends, aside from Vivian and Mr. Lasota. He looked older than Fulk and too old to be attending a high school. She wondered how old he was and where he had met Fulk, not to forget where he had been this whole time.

"I'm not sure, one minute he's nice to me than the next he ignores me like I don't exist." she said solemnly.

Blase laughed a genuine sound. "Yep, that's Fulk for you." He gave her a wink. "Don't worry, if he's doing that it means you're not a complete loser."

"Geez thanks, I guess." she scoffed.

He looked around again and then back at her. "Are you really waiting for a teacher?"

She bit her lower lip and blushed. Finding him a little less of a threat she admitted, "No not really, my dad was supposed to pick me up, but he never came."

"Don't worry I understand, how far do you live from here?" he asked her, looking as if he had all the time in the world.

She was still skeptical of him, just because he was a friend of someone, she knew didn't mean she should trust him. He saw the hesitation on her face and sighed.

"Look, I won't hurt or do anything to you, if it makes you feel better, I'll keep my hands behind my back and keep my distance, promise." He did just that, but she still didn't relent.

"Okay, how about this, Ambrose's house is actually just down the block, how about I go and get him to tag along?"

She became a little uneasy at that. She didn't want to impose on someone who might not want to be around her, especially Fulk. The way he acted earlier proved he obviously didn't want to be near her and to ask him for something like this? She didn't want to do it. She still didn't understand what his problem was and to be honest with herself she was actually terrified of going to his house. What if she ran into his father? That would be creepy and awkward, besides wasn't his home more like miles, not blocks away?

"I don't think we should bother him with this-"

"Nonsense, how about you stay here at the steps and I'll go and get him. I won't take very long, I promise."

Before she could tell him no or do any argument, he took off at a jog and even for a jog he was pretty fast, which amazed her completely. She sat there alone hearing the night sounds of crickets, June bugs, leaves from branches and bushes bristling against the slight breeze. Not ten minutes went by when both Fulk and Blase were there and she stood up, coming down the steps in amazement that he had gotten him so quickly.

"I told him not to bother you, but he did it anyways." she said to him awkwardly, her heart slightly pounding at the sight of him, making Fulk give Blase a sideway glance.

Blase cocked his head at her, then looked at his friend with a slow smile, questions clearly etching his handsome face. Fulk stopped ten feet away from her with a look of concern on his face.

"I don't mind, your father never came?"

She looked at him in his black sweatpants, long sleeved gray thermal shirt, he seemed to really like those, and black and white Jordan shoes. Somehow the attire went with him, was there anything he didn't look great in? Apparently, he was getting ready for bed and that made her feel a little guilty for bringing him out here.

"No, he didn't." she said sheepishly.

"Why didn't you call him?" he asked her.

"Don't have a cell phone."

"Use the schools."

"They all left before I could."

He looked at her for a moment. "How far do you live?"

"Five miles from here."

Blase looked from one to the other as they seemed to chant the words together and he wondered what their deal was with each other. He knew Fulk for so long that he wasn't stupid when his friend was acting strangely around a human. He never had a problem with them before, so what was wrong with this one?

Also, the girl was tense and seemed nervous. What was the deal with the sudden flutter of her heart when she saw Fulk show up? Something was definitely going on here and he wanted to know what it was, and he meant to find out.

"Five miles, is that it?" Blase asked with a smile and she gave him a blank stare.

"That's far for being on foot in the middle of the night, alone." she told him.

"She's right, especially around here." Fulk said, never taking his eyes off her face.

He stood his distance from her, not trusting himself. When his butler had answered the door Fulk was surprised to find Blase to be the caller. He was supposed to be in one of the Eastern countries dealing with family matters. When Blase told him about some girl stranded at the school and was refusing to give him any information about herself, including her name, he became a little curious. All Blase knew was that she told him that she knew Fulk. He had asked him to describe her and Blase gave him one word, human.

Instantly he knew who she was, and left with him right away without any delay. On the way out he berated Blase on leaving her by herself, but Blase said she refused to go anywhere with him since he was a stranger and didn't trust him. That made him smile secretly as most women fell all over themselves when it came to the handsome, irresistible Blase Castro.

"I told her I would walk her home, but like I said, she didn't trust me at all." Blase said.

"Don't blame her, you look like a stalker bent on harassing young women." Fulk teased.

Blase looked down at himself. "What's wrong with the way I look?" he asked innocently.

"Never mind that, look I'll have a car come and bring you home." Fulk needed to get away.

He was having that damn feeling again and he wasn't used to it, so he thought it would be better to walk away from her and fast.

"We could just walk her home, it's really not that far and it's a nice peaceful night, it'll be fun." Blase smiled at her in that charming way he loved to use on the girls.

She inclined her head to the side. "How old are you anyways?"

"Eight hun-" Blase started to say.

"Teen." Fulk said quickly and loudly, cutting Blase off and stared daggers at him.

Blase looked at him with questioning eyes, but didn't correct him, was more wondering what was really going on.

"He's eighteen."

"Yeah, what he said." Blase said slowly, then looked back at her with that same smile.

She looked back and forth between the two, becoming even more skeptical than before. "You don't look eighteen." she stated, suspicion laced with her words.

He raised his eyebrows in curiosity. "Is that so? How old do I look?"

She shrugged her shoulders like it didn't really matter. "I don't know, maybe twenty-two or so." She was normally good at guessing ages and it threw her off a bit that she was wrong on this one.

"Listen, it's too late and too dark for anybody to just walk anywhere so how about I just call my driv-hey where are you going?!" Fulk asked incredulously as he watched Blase take Sky by the shoulders and steered her towards the iron gates.

"Leaving, are you coming or not?" he asked over his shoulder at him with a devilish grin.

Fulk gave a frustrated groan and threw up his hands in irritation. "Fine! Have it your way!" he said a bit angrily.

"Why are you so against in walking her home? Don't you want to make sure she gets there safely?" Blase asked, a bit perplexed in Fulk's reaction.

"She would get there safely in the car; in fact, it would be safer that way." he grouched.

Sky stopped in mid stride, feeling a little hurt that Fulk didn't want to be around her and was in fact trying to get rid of her. She was angry, felt dejected and her heart started twisting in her chest with a sharp pain. Blase and Fulk felt it and they both wondered where it had come from and why. She whipped around to face Fulk; eyes flashed with the booming anger she was feeling towards him.

"If you don't want to tag along then by all means go on home then. Now that I know Blase is not a threat anymore and is in fact a friend of yours I am perfectly fine with him taking me home. I didn't mean to be a bother to you Lord Sayles."

With that she left them both standing there in complete shock. Then Blase burst out laughing as he doubled over holding his sides.

Fulk stared at her retreating back. Did she really just give him a lashing and even called him by that damn title he hated so much with sarcasm? He slowly understood it now and he felt like the biggest jerk that he had made her think that way at all. He looked over to Blase, who was still laughing good naturally and scowled at him.

"It's not that funny." he said, annoyed.

"Oh yes this is, my friend." he said still chuckling.

Fulk ignored him and went after Sky, who apparently wasn't waiting, even for Blase to tag along with her, so angry she was. He sensed her blood and adrenaline rushing in her veins and shook himself with the loud noise it was causing in his ears. How could Blase control himself so casually when being around a human? He caught up to her and stopped her.

"Wait Sky, hold on. I didn't mean it that way it's just..."

What? What could he tell her? That it drove him completely beyond control when he was around her? As if she would understand what that would even mean. He sighed deeply.

"Please just come back and we'll start heading to your house. I'll take you home alright, I honestly don't mind. I just thought you would rather take a car that was all." he said sincerely.

She looked at him for a moment and still thought that he actually would prefer to go back home instead, but the look he was giving her made her just nod her head, grudgingly. She walked back to where Blase was closing the gates behind him and together they went out in the middle of the road with Sky in the middle of the two of them. They walked in silence for a few moments.

"So... where are you from?" Blase asked her.

"Charleston, across the Island." she answered him.

"Really?" He seemed a bit surprised by that.

She looked at him. "Why is that a shock?"

"It's just..." He didn't finish at the look Fulk was giving him, as if he wanted him to shut his mouth. Again, he wondered what was going on around here while he had been away.

She waited for him to finish, but realized he wasn't going to say anything more. She didn't understand why that being from across the Island was a surprise to him. Charleston was owned and ruled by the Duke of Vamcult and if he was from Vamcult than he should know that.

She looked away from him, not understanding him at all. Didn't some of the residents here come from somewhere else? Not all of them were born and raised here, were they? Was her and her parents really the only ones not from Vamcult?

Blase looked at Fulk again, who was now looking straight ahead. He wanted to get some questions out of him about exactly who this female was and why she was now living in Vamcult. Why was she attending the Academy still being a human?

No one was allowed to do either one unless they were born or turned into what they were and there was only one person who could give authority to do something like this. It made him grit his teeth just thinking it, it brought up to many bad memories and renewed too much heartache when it came to the last time a human was allowed on the Island to live.

"What about you?" she asked Blase.

"Me? Well, let's see, I was born and raised in Lithuania, a Northeastern European country." He said, and it was Sky's turn to be surprised.

"You're not from here? I thought you would be." she said to him.

Blase laughed. "No, I may not be from here, but I live here. Vamcult is my home and has been for a very long time."

She would have never guessed that he was from Europe. Yet, he didn't show any trace of an accent and is in fact speaking the same way as the rest of them.

"And what about you?" she suddenly said to Fulk, who was caught off guard that she was talking to him.

"What? I figure that should be a duh, considering I'm the Duke's son." He said to her incredulously.

"Of course, I don't know why I even asked that. I guess I was just so surprised by Blase's answer I thought maybe you might not be from here either." She said feeling a bit dumb.

Fulk shrugged at her. "I was born and raised here, was born in that big mansion of my dad's and all that, like a true Sayles, a Duke's son, making it my birth right." He said with a bit of a sneer at that fact.

She thought of the birth certificate and decided to take a leap of it. She wanted to see what his reaction would be when she said the name. Of what he would say and do when she did say it.

"Yeah, I guess, born Ambrose William Nicholas Fulk Sayles in the Sayles Mansion."

He stopped dead in his tracks, his blood froze in his veins and he stared at her in disbelief. "How the hell do you know that?" he asked in a dead serious voice.

What did she just say? He couldn't possibly have heard her right. Though he had supersonic hearing, it had to be a trick of the wind or something because there was no possible way she could have known that. No one knew that but him and his mother, not even his own father knew his entire name.

"Yeah, I only told you his first name." Blase looked just as shocked as Fulk did.

"What?!" Fulk turned on him. "Why would you ever tell her that?!" he almost yelled at him, getting a little angry.

"It slipped, can't blame me. I always call you Ambrose, although I never knew the rest of it." he said in wonder.

"Nobody did, not even my father knew my other names." Fulk said with clenched teeth.

"Your own father doesn't know your real name?" She asked, wondering why that was true. How could your own father not know your birth name?

Fulk sighed. "He named me Fulk, but he didn't know that my mother had actually named me Ambrose William Nicholas Fulk." he said and crossed his arms in annoyance now.

"But if that's true, than how does he know." she asked pointing at Blase.

"I heard his mother say it once without realizing I was right there with him." He shrugged at her with no care about it.

"What I want to kno,w is how do you know?" Fulk advanced on her slowly, giving her a suspicious look.

She stood rigid and her breath caught as he was getting really close to her, she can almost feel the power radiating off of him.

"I um..." She thought, not able to keep her thoughts straight with him, being so near the way he was.

She hadn't expected him to actually admit that was his name and now that she knew it, her mind was reeling with the knowledge that she had just discovered something deep. She didn't know what to tell him. That she chanced upon a birth certificate that she wasn't even sure if she was supposed to see?

Besides, just because he happened to have the same name didn't mean he was the same person. Even though his picture was with the certificate. She also realized not only did the certificate state the birth date of October 31st, Fulk had personally told her that, that was his birthday. It was just too damn close for that. She crossed her arms over her chest and raised her chin to challenge him.

"I found something." she said.

He got a little closer and scowled. "What did you find?" he asked menacing.

Blase saw the tense way Fulk was standing and he looked over to the girl as she stood her ground against him, un-protruded by Fulk's anger. He raised his brows in speculation and thought that finally someone wasn't opposed by him. He smiled.

When Fulk moved even closer, Sky couldn't help the fast rhythm of her heart at the nearness and feeling he was creating in her. Fulk stepped back, misunderstanding her racing heart as fear rather than something else that Sky didn't understand yet. He couldn't help but keep the scowl on his handsome face. Blase crossed his arms finding all this very intriguing.

"What did you find?" Blase asked, curious himself.

She looked at the two men, her eyes darting back and forth between them. "First, I want to know something." she said indigently.

They stared at her for a moment. Fulk was the first one to look away, seeming a bit annoyed now, his anger gone for a moment. "And what's that?" he snapped at her, making her narrow her eyes at him, wondering why he was so angry.

"What are you hiding?" she demanded suddenly, it wasn't what she wanted to ask, but it was clear that he was upset that she had found something about him, that hardly anybody else knew and she wanted to know why.

"What are you talking about, there isn't anything that I have to hide." he said way too quickly.

"Oh really? Fulk, what year were you born?" she asked him just as quickly, throwing him off guard and he froze.

She knew something, he didn't know what, but she was definitely onto something. He stared at her, trying to figure out what exactly what it was that she knew.

When he didn't answer immediately Sky was incredulous, it couldn't possibly be true, but how could it be?

"We should get going, we need to get you home." he said, completely off guard with the question. He couldn't quite think straight, and started walking away, expecting the subject to be dropped.

Blase waited for her to follow. "Why won't you answer the question?" she asked, only taking a few steps after him.

"I don't have to answer if I don't want to." he said stubbornly.

"Why are you being difficult? Is this really how you are or just a persona you like to display to everyone?" She was getting frustrated and again he ignored her and kept walking.

So, he wanted to be like that did he? Well then, she didn't know if it was actually going to mean anything, but she had a very strong feeling that it would. She stopped dead in her tracks, almost making Blase, who was right behind her, collide with her.

"I'm not taking another step until you answer my question!" she yelled. He whipped around and stared her down.

"Why do you even care? It's just a damn birthday!" he yelled back.

"Exactly! So why won't you tell me?" she asked, getting heated.

"Wow, this is really getting intense." Blase said, almost wanting to laugh at them. He was beginning to really like this girl.

"It's easy isn't it, just count seventeen years and you get your answer." he said and turned back around, once again attempting to walk away.

She didn't move, but stared after him in amazement. Fulk looked around the area, inside he was getting annoyed that she wouldn't drop the damn subject and she didn't let things go lightly. For him that was even more dangerous.

He was also becoming nervous, if she found out the truth about him then she was going to suspect everything else too. For the amount of time he got to know her he at least knew she wasn't stupid. He took a double take of the area, slowed down and frowned.

"Where did you say you lived?" he asked suspiciously.

"Don't change the subject Fulk or should I call you Ambrose." she said haughtily just to piss him off and Blase burst out laughing once again.

"Whatever you do, don't call me that in front of people." he said sternly. She rolled her eyes, crossing her arms, getting really irritated.

He sighed. "Can you please tell me where you're staying at?"

She dropped her arms and looked away, feeling the irritation turning into annoyance. "The Saroyan Plantation." she said to him.

"What?!" He turned back around to face her with accusing eyes, and she looked at him with curiosity.

"What? What's wrong with that?" she slowly said as the feeling of already knowing why he was reacting like this sunk in.

If, and that was a big if, he was the same boy in the painting, the same boy of the birth certificate, the same boy in the photo with the two women, then that meant she was residing in his mother's family home and he didn't seem to like it one bit.

Holy shit, he thought to himself.

How could his father do this? He had never permitted anyone to stay in the home, not even to visit. But he had this human girl with her family stay and live there! Fulk was beside himself and he was angry. That was his home and his alone! His mother had left it to him when she had passed, and his father had no right to place these people in it!

"Why are you so upset for? It's not like you ever lived there before and as far as I understand, no one has since the marriage of Vanessa Saroyan to a Sayles back in 1813." She threw in his face, making him stare at her, as well as Blase.

"How do you know that?" he whispered.

She looked at both of them now and their looks made her a bit uneasy. "The valet told me, but it's also on the birth certificate of their son." There was something almost sinister about them and being in near darkness didn't help much.

"Maybe we should move on." she quickly said and started to briskly walk ahead of them.

Maybe she shouldn't have mention about the home, but she was so tired of not having any answers from anybody. So tired of all the secrets this place and the people held. Fulk watched her pass him. So Wilfred was opening his big mouth it seemed, and to her no less. If he told her about his mother than what else has he said?

"What else did this valet tell you?" Blase asked, noting that Fulk wasn't going to say anything.

Blase started to walk beside her and she gave him a sideway glance. "Um well..."

"Oh, now you want to be quiet?" Blase teased her and smiled, making her go red in the face.

Fulk walked up to her other side and gave Blase a hard look. If anything he wanted her to shut up and forget everything, not keep talking about it and figuring shit out. As they kept walking Sky told them about the portraits in the library and about the history of the house. Of how the Saroyan name had died with her, but she purposely held off about Vanessa's son.

"Then he told you about her marriage to a Sayles?" Blase questioned her and Sky's eyes were beginning to droop in tiredness.

"Yeah." she almost said with a yawn.

"He didn't...say who, did he?" Fulk asked hesitantly.

She just shook her head at him, and they all became silent for a long period of time. Not really wanting to ask, Fulk said, "Did he tell you anything else?"

She eyed him as she didn't say anything for a few minutes and with the look she was giving him she was making him feel uncomfortable.

"Only that she had one child, a son." When she didn't get the reaction she had hoped for she frowned.

"Is that it?" Blase asked, disappointed making Fulk gave him a dark look, which he ignored.

She sighed. "Well, that was all he told me, but I ended up finding her son's birth certificate." She smiled inward when both boys stopped walking and she turned around looking innocent. "What is it?" she asked.

"There was never any record of the birth of her child, so it would be impossible for you to find a document like that on him." Fulk's voice was strained and tight.

"Oh, then I must be mistaken since that's exactly what Mr. Lasota said when I told him." She turned back around and loudly said for them to comprehend what she was trying to tell them.

"Ambrose William Nicholas Fulk Sayles born October 31st, 1814 on a Tuesday, Mother Vanessa L. Saroyan Sayles, Father Walter Sayles in the home of the Sayles Mansion, on Vamcult Island at approximately 1:48 AM." She turned back around and found identical expressions of complete shock on both of their faces.

Then something unexpected happened. Fulk doubled over and started laughing hysterically. Sky and Blase looked at him as if he had lost his damn mind.

"Um Ambrose..." Blase started to say, but was lost for words as his friend had gone off the deep end.

"Sky you think...did you think that I was some kind of immortal being that has been living for two hundred years?" He stood up straighter and gave her a laughing look.

She suddenly felt angry and like a fool. "Of course not, because that would be very idiotic. There is no such thing as immortals, they only live in fairy tales and myths." She turned back around and started walking again, but much stiffer than usual.

Fulk wasn't sure if she was being serious or making fun of him. He didn't mean to make her feel stupid, but he needed to get her off his back. He called out to her as he jogged to walk next to her again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you like that...about this certificate though, you say it actually exists?" he sounded almost nervous.

"Yes, I saw it with my own two eyes, even held it in my own two hands, however..." She bit her lower lip and looked down sheepishly.

"What?" Blase asked, casually walking with his hands in his front jean pockets.

"Well...I don't know where it is." she told them.

"But you just said you've seen it." Fulk said with confusion on his face.

As she explained to Lasota and Vivian, she repeated the same process to Fulk and Blase, without mentioning about the new painting of the young man on the library wall. Although, she wondered if they have seen it before as Lasota and Vivian had. When she finished, she didn't get any responses from either one. They were both in their own thoughts.

"I'm sorry, but could we rest for just a few moments?" she asked them.

Her calves were beginning to throb, and she was becoming very fatigue. They got off the road and Sky sat down on the patchy grass, groaning with relief. Her feet were getting sore and she wasn't used to walking for so long.

"You know, I never did get your name." Blase said to her

"Oh, well I guess it's okay to tell you now that you're not a real threat anymore."

Fulk snorted at that.

"Shut up." Blase told him.

"It's Sky." she said simply.

"Sky...is that all I'm going to get?" he asked her with a raised eyebrow.

"Yep."

He laughed. "Fine, keep your secrets then."

Fulk realized that he wasn't the only one who was using a middle name as their first with a secret name. The only difference was that he knew about his, she didn't. He felt that maybe she should know, but not at the moment. He needed evidence first, he believed he knew her enough not to believe him.

"Maybe we should have taken the car." he said softly.

"What? I'm not even tired." Blase said without realizing Sky's state.

"Well, you're used to stuff like this." Fulk replied back and he looked at Sky and saw the exhaustion on her face.

"I can't believe it's five thirty and there's still no sign of daybreak." she said more tiredly.

"Yeah, that's Vamcult for you." Blase stood in front of her, looking around.

Fulk decided to sit next to her, trying very hard to ignore the nagging feeling of agitation and looked over at her and smiled. She started to nod off to sleep with her head propped on her hand. Finally, she closed her eyes, no longer able to keep them open and she was fast asleep.

"Man, she's all tuckered out." Blase said in a softer tone than before.

"Yeah, you can't just expect her to walk all the way there. She's having a tough time as it is going to a school in the middle of the night." Fulk said gazing up at him.

"Yeah, about that, we need to talk. I need to know what's going on."

"I know, but not right now." Fulk looked at her again.

She looked so uncomfortable the way she was sitting upright and asleep on her hand. So, still trying to fight the feeling that kept overcoming him when he was near her, he scooted next to her even more and wrapped his arm around her. He put her head on his shoulder, instantly he felt a shock and he tensed at the unexpected feeling shooting through him, it was so strong.

"This is unusual of you." Blase told him quietly, watching him closely and looking at him like never before.

Fulk was a person who was reserved, never letting anybody get to close to him in any way, always pushing people from him. So, why was this human girl so different that Fulk was acting strangely around her? He had never seen his friend be so gentle or focused on someone. He saw the way Fulk was tense and stiff. He wondered at that too. He was also breathing funny and he figured he would ask him what was going on with him when they talked later.

"Now that she's out like a five-year-old all jacked up on candy, we should be able to get to her place within less than a minute."

Fulk looked up at him and thought about what he was implying, then looked back down at her. "Alright fine, let's go."

He lifted her up in an easy motion as if she weighed no less than a sack of sugar and all without her even stirring one bit. He held her close to him and he could feel the warmth of her body, it was as if his very skin was trying to soak it up. His unwanted feeling began to subside, replaced by an unwanted yearning that he wasn't quite used too. He didn't understand why this girl could stir up this feeling in him at all.

"Lead on my man." Blase said, extending his arm in front of them to the road ahead.

Fulk smiled. "Bet I could get there before you can."

"Oh really? Is that a challenge, my friend?" Blase smiled back at him. "Which do you think is really faster, my feet or your wings?"

"Guess there is only one way to find out." Fulk's bat like wings sprung out like a bird ready to take flight.

He jumped off the ground and went high into the air, while Sky was still in his arms. He looked down to see that Blase was already gone. He looked over at her and was glad that his movements didn't disturb her. His father would kill him if she found out now. He gazed at her face, which looked so peaceful in sleep, and he took off like a missile on its target.

Within moments Blase was at the plantation. He looked around at it, seeing that nothing had changed since the last time he was there over a hundred years ago. There was no mistaking the dominate smell of the human girl. She had completely masked the smell of abandonment and disuse, that was always associated with the place since Vanessa had died. He smiled when there was no one in sight and he walked up to the front of the house.

"Well, for once it looks like I won." he muttered to himself.

"Actually, you didn't."

Blase turned quickly at the sound of the voice sitting on the second-floor landing, with his magnificent wings about him. Fulk, who was completely empty handed, smiled down at him.

"Where's Sky?" Blase asked, feeling a little put out.

"In bed, all tucked in." he said.

"I don't know why I bother; I could never beat you." Blase laughed.

Fulk smiled. "Come on, get up here and help me look for that birth certificate."