A/N First HoN fanfic, please go easy. Series.

Disclaimer: I do not own House of Night.

Stark's POV:

I was sure I had just been dead, seriously. I opened my eyes, the last thing I remember was coughing up blood in a girls arms, that girl kissed me and I told her that I wanted more time to basically get with her. What was her name? Oh! Zoey Redbird. I felt such a deep connection with her.

I turned my head to see a girl with long black hair and a guy with short blonde hair. They looked so familiar. They were installing a camera faced right on me. Why on me? Man, why was everything such a blur!

I widened my eyes to see that girl was Zoey, and the guy was Jack. I muttered to myself, "Zoey?" I tried to sit up but I was too weak, and I wanted blood. Badly.

"Okay, is it installed?" She asked. Oh, how I loved hearing her voice once more. Jack nodded, "Let's get out of here." He said.

"Let's see if our most important patron is awake yet." I remembered that voice, but before I could say the name Zoey said it for me, "Neferet."

"Crap! We're SO toast!" Jack whispered in his usual gay-ness.

"We have to hide." Zoey suggested. Good plan, I guess for her. I mean couldn't she just blow Neferet away with her elements? I mean, for what I remember she had an affinity for all the elements, right?

They hid under a table that had a large white sheet over it that was too large and it hit the floor with extra leeway. They were peeking out of the side to see what was happening. I let my hand fall off of the side of the cold table I was laying on and I moved my hand around to show them I was awake. My table was adjacent to theirs and I could see them almost perfectly. Zoey was (unsuccessfully) hiding her beautiful smile. I closed my eyes immediately as I saw Neferet coming to my table.

"Ah," Neferet said as she was coming to my table, "I see he is awake. James, James look at me." She slit her wrist and once I smelt it I turned to her and drank, she only gave me a little but it was enough. For now.

"It's Stark." I managed after I let go. Neferet smiled, "Yes, he is awake. Ah, he already has the scarlet crescent."

"What are you talking about?" I asked confused. What did she mean the 'scarlet crescent'?

"Look," she said as she shoved a mirror at my face, which I took from her. "See, you are a red fledgling." So that's what Zoey was talking about, coming back into a new type of fledgling.

"This means?" I asked.

"This means you get a second chance, yet be careful, it will be your last." She explained. I could see the evil in her moss colored eyes. They had a twinge of scarlet, the same color of my Mark, in them.

"What's the catch?"

"You serve me." She said with an evil smile. I tried to stand but my muscles were too sore, dying really hurts your body after you wake back up, yet I forced myself up putting my back to her. "Serve you?" I said over my shoulder. "What would I have to do?"

"That child," she started to explain. "will come to you soon. But for now rest, and stay down here, whatever you do you MUST stay down here, I shall be back soon. Goodbye my child." She kissed the top of my head (creepy) and walked out.

After I knew she was gone I said, "Okay, come out." And the two hiding under the table came out. I just realized I wasn't wearing a shirt. Man, it's like I had been hung-over and can't remember anything from when I was drunk.

When I saw Zoey I was breathless, and so was she. It got harder to breathe when I saw her; it had been like it was an eternity before I saw her again.

I was leaning against the table I was just dead on and they were leaning against the table they had just been hiding under.

It was silent for what seemed like forever until I cleared my throat and said, "So. What are you doing here, in a morgue?"

Zoey exchanged looks with Jack before answering, "I didn't want Neferet to use your gift. I know all she will do is make you kill someone."

"Explain the camera." I said.

"We wanted to see if you were gonna, you know, wake up." Jack said, whispering, 'wake up'.

"Well, I woke up! And now Neferet is going to use me whatever way she wants." I said, putting on my cocky smile I knew Zoey couldn't resist.

"She'll make you kill me." Zoey said bluntly. Would Neferet really make me do that? I mean, I know they have tension and stuff but Neferet wouldn't make me KILL her, that's one thing I would never do. No matter how much blood she'd give me.

Zoey turned to Jack, "Hey, you get on outta here; I have to talk to Dead-Boy here." She gestured her hand towards me.

Jack nodded and ran out of the morgue without a word.

"So, what'd you wanna talk to me about?" I asked, flirtatiously, taking a step closer to her and stumbling. She put her arms around me and I put mine on her shoulders for support. We looked in each other's eyes for a moment then she looked down and made sure I was stable before letting me go, then I was forced to let go of her, so I reluctantly did.

"You are too weak to stand, sit." She said with obvious worry in her eyes, so I did what she said, I sat on the table I was just dead on.

"So you obviously care a lot about me if you put a camera in here watching my every move, well, watching to see if I made a move." I said.

"I care about living, Stark." She said, a blatant excuse.

"And me."

"If I say yes will you stop pestering me?"

"Yes, yes I will." I said, not being able to focus, and having a feeling as if something was coming over me.

"Then yes I- Stark? What's wrong?" She said, obviously something had come over me.

Blood. That was it. I wanted blood. "Blood." I said. "I want it. Need it." Didn't I just have blood?

What the hell had just come over me?

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