A Broken Lie *Stephy*

Violet pushed her hair from her face, trying to concentrate on the muggle infront of her. She watched as he whimpered, trying to get away. Violet growled softly, shouting crucio at him over and over. She could feel Jarred’s eyes on her, a wild glint in them that was saying she was doing her job. She couldn’t help but smirk with satifaction on her lips. Her father would be proud of her if he knew she was doing what he asked. She was getting answers in the only way she could. The man infront of her was kin to the Weasley’s or so she had been told. He wasn’t close to them, but he knew and she knew he did. He tried to tell her he didn’t, but a quick look into his mind told her he was lying. Each lie he told, the more the curse got painful. By the time she had gotten all she needed, the muggle infront of her was barely breathing.

“Hope you don’t have kids.” She hissed softly, shouting the killing curse. The green light that shot from her wand hit the man full blast in the chest. She watched, with laughing softly as he went limp, his eye open in fear and his mouth in the shape of an ‘O’. Something would find the man here, erasing all evidence that she had done this. The dark mark on her forearm was burning softly, meaning her father was either mad or wanted a meeting. She pulled the strap of h er black tank top back up her shoulder, pulling her jeans up just a bit. “Come on Jarred.” She mumbled, closing her eyes and disapparating to her father’s house.

Jarred stepped forward in the spot Violet had just been at, pulling out his wand. Looking towards the sky, he shouted a spell that placed the Dark Mark right over his head. A cold, dark smirk was placed on his face as he followed Violet back to her house.

Violet pushed her hair from her face once more, standing beside Jarred. He had a tight grip on her arm and she was trying to get away from him. She had made the mistake of forgetting the dark mark in the sky and not to mention, she left him behind. “I said I was sorry, idiot.” She mumbled, having no choice but to follow him until he stopped. His grip tighten just a bit more until they were at a door. Violet finally ripped her arm from his grip, glaring. “I hope you choke.” She mumbled, stepping away from him.

Jarred just rolled his eyes, waiting. Like always, he liked to wait until enough people passed through the door. He hated being first, but hated being last. He liked to be in between. When he noticed no one else was coming, he looked scared for a minute. “Someone scared daddy will curse him for being late?” Violet asked in a sugar-coated voice. Jarred glared at her once more before pulling open the door, walking into the room. He seen a few people already there, but not enough to make a big difference.

Violet laughed softly, walking off from the room. She made her way towards her own room, getting something for her head. All the torturing and killing was starting to get to her. Everytime she done something like that, she ended up with a head ache and her breathing was getting out of control. She shook her head, pulling her hair into a low ponytail, some of her hair to short to be pulled back. She changed out of her clothing and put on blue shorts with her black tank top. She sat down on her bed, trying to control her head ache.

Jarred smirked, watching Mark and Oddie. He could tell now that they either didn’t do what they were suppose to or that they failed at what they should have done. He was glad him and Violet done what they were suppose to and he leaned against the wall, letting his eyes go around the room. Violet was nowhere to be found and he mumbled, trying not to get angry. She was not messing this up for him. Pushing from the wall, he walked towards Oddie and Mark.

“Before you two kill each other, do either of you know where Violet is?” he asked, glancing from both of them with his arms crossed. He was tired of Violet running off, leaving him to face whatever the Dark Lord wanted. She knew that her father hated it also, but he done nothing about it. Everyone figured it was because she was his favorite. Jarred had fought with her about it many times, proving her wrong. But she refused to believe it and skipped just about every meeting.

Violet pulled her book closed to her, trying to focus on the text infront of her. Her head was slowly leaving and it wasn’t as bad as it was before she got home. She wanted nothing more then to go outside, lay down on the grass, and watch the stars. Of course, he father wouldn’t let her when he had business to take care of. More then once, he tried to get her to go follow Potter and his friends around, but she refused to believe it. Her dark green eyes glanced around the room for a few minutes before she finally closed her book.

Her room was suddenly cold, but she didn’t mind it. She felt herself growing tired and she watched some of her candles go out. It didn’t seem to register that they were going out all own their on, but she didn’t care. She pulled the covers over her, trying to go to sleep.

“Or avioding her father…again.” Jarred said, finishing what Oddie was saying. He smirked a bit at them, but shook his head. “You two fight a lot. Maybe we should switch partners?” he suggested. He glanced at the door, shaking his head. “I’ll have to ask later if you two want. Unless you two like fighting like an old couple.” He mumbled, walking pass them. “Yeah, help would be nice. She disappears after we finish a mission. Speaking of…I see you two didn’t.” He said, smirking again. “Maybe he will be pleased to with what me and Violet have, they he wont punish you two just yet?” he asked, pulling the door open.

Violet had only been asleep for a few minutes when she woke up to the sound of some kind of whispering. She looked around, but her eyes couldn’t see in the dark. Blindly, she reached over for her wand, hitting her head in the process. “Dammit…” She mumbled, grasping her wand. She closed her eyes, trying to remember the charm. “Lumos…” She mumbled, half awake and half asleep. She flinched from the bright light and held her wand away from her face.

She turned her head looking around the room before giving up and relighting all her candles. She wouldn’t be able to sleep now. Sitting up, she bit her lip, wondering if she should go to the meeting. After a few minutes, she stood up, walking to her closet. She pulled her boots out, deciding to go outside instead. It was a bit cold outside, so she grabbed her cloak also. Violet slipped her wand into her boot so she wouldn’t lose it and shut her door behind her quietly.

Jarred laughed, shaking his head. The two of them always seemed to make him feel a lot better about his own mission. He could tell they hated each other and nodded once. "When I can, I'll ask. I'm getting annoyed with Violet myself, she doesnt let me do anything." He said, opening the door. He turned just see Oddie punch Mark and he smirked again, turning his head. "Are you sure you two arent a couple or anything? You fight like people who have been married for years." He mumbled. He waited for them before walking towards Violet's room. "You two split up and go somewhere else...but not together...you cant even do a simple mission right together." He said, smirking about the last part.

Violet jumped down from the last few steps, humming to herself. She felt a bit eased now, better then she had inside. She walked around the yard a bit before resting beside the grave marker of her grandfather and his parnets. She smiked a bit, wishing she could have watched them die before lay back on the grass. She could feel the Dew soaking her clothing, but she didnt care. She turned her head a bit to see a snake resting not to far from her. She rolled her eyes, looking dead at it.

"Nagini..." She mumbled, whispering for her to come to her. Nagini didnt move for a few seconds but finally rested on Violet's stomach, her head resting on Violet's chest. Violet started petting the snake on the head, watching the sky for shooting stars.

Violet could feel asleep falling asleep once more and she kept trying to keep her eyes opened. She could hear the soft whispering again and felt Nagini leave her side. She turned her head, seeing a person in a white shire and dark jeans come close towards her. Her vision started going blurry and she shook her head, trying to get up. "You...go...aw.." she mumbled, but lost the words. Even though she could barely see, she saw white teeth, some just a bit to sharp pass through the man's smirk. Violet had finally gotten up, only to find herself lean against the grave stone. "Go..aw...ay..." She mumbled again, feeling the man come closer. "My...dad...Dark..Lor....d..." She stuttered before feeling a sharp pain on her neck. She went to scream, but it was muffled by the man's hand.

Panic went through Violet has she felt the poison set in. The man pulled away from her fast, laying her back on the ground. Her screamed had stopped and she found herself in to much pain to even scream anymore. Before she could get a good look at the person, he left, leaving her to either bleed out and die or become what he was.

Jarred raised an eyebrow, glacing at Mark. "Maybe. Violet's...not to crazy. But when she gets to the point that she is beyond mad, I would rather be dealing with the Dark Lord." He mumbled, pushing open Violet's door. He seen her clothes thrown on the floor and looked around her room, seeing her bed messed up. "Well...shes not here." He said, walking into her room. He moved her bed, looking for the trapped door and pulled it up. "Come on." He said to Mark, climbing down.

Jarred just nodded here and there and jumped down the last few stairs. "Dont worry...we arent looking for Violet down here. I just know this is a secret place she doesnt know I know about." Her said, walking over to the cabinet. He opened it up, seeing how many bottles Violet had already drank. She had ten two days ago, now she only had four. Jarred shook his head, looking around for anything else. "I'm suppose to make sure she isnt killing herself. Her father doesnt want her dead." He said, closing the doors back. After a few minutes, he walked back to the stairs. "Come one before she kinds us and locks us in one of those cells." He said, pointing to the cells against the walls.

Violet heard her name being called out. She felt like it had been years, maybe months since she last heard it. When she turned her head, she saw a small bit of light, trying to scream out Oddie's name. But all she could do was whisper it. Violet tried to make something happen, but couldnt. She closed her eyes again, just hoping she was found before she was giving her fate.

Jarred pushed the bed back in place, walking from the room. He walked back to where the meeting was, mumbling under his breath. Mark was starting to annoy him, more then Violet did. He could see what Oddie wanted to kill him, she didnt blame her one bit. He saw everyone start bowing and out of respect, he done the same thing. The air around them changed and he cursed to himself, wishing Violet would be here so he didnt have to be punished for it.

"Violet isnt my girl. She's nothing more then a brat." He mumbled, glaring at Mark who wasnt bowed over like the rest were. He straighten up when he saw the Dark Lord and stepped forward, bowing again. "My Lord...Violet has wondered off again, like she always does. Oddie is off looking for her seeing as she wasnt in her room. But Violet and I done what were suppose to and we found out that the Weasley's arent at home nor does he know where they are at. I think they may be with the old Order." He said in a hurried voice. He knew the Dark Lord wouldnt like it to much but he also knew that he wouldnt be punished for that one thing. "Violet killed the muggle after two hours, when he refused to say more on why he was helping the Weasley's. She read into his mind though and got it. I just...cant figure out where she is." He said, bowing once more.

Jarred took a deep breath, before mentioning the next part. "If it isnt to much, can I request a switch of partners? Oddie and Mark cant seem to agree and Violet and I dont see eye to eye on everything. She rather do it all herself whereas I watch and help every once in a while. I would like to be with Oddie if yoy dont mine." He asked softly, not turning to face Mark. Mark could do whatever the hell he pleased, but he didnt see himself wanting to be partnered up with him. Voldemort nodded, but said nothing for a few minutes. "Oddie will have to decide...but whatver I say goes..." He said, his eyes resting on Mark.

"Tell me what I already know." He hissed softly, petting Nagini's head. "I should kill you, but I'm in a generous mood...I shall spare your life for now." He hissed softly again, glaring down at Mark.

Violet mumbled, shaking her head. "I...vampire...it hurts." She mumbled, wishing Oddie would take away the burning feeling she was having. She didnt know how long she would have suffer, but she was sure it would be for a while. She could feel the need for blood already effecting her and she wanted to cry. She didnt want to be like this, she hated the feeling of being out of control, and this would only make it worse. "Daddy...take me...to..." She mumbled before passing out.

Voldemort just nodded, but said nothing else. "I called this meeting because I have someone here who...knows something they arent speaking of. I will not mention names, but I expect this person to stay behind and be honest before I take matters into my own hands." He mumbled. He noticed Jarred looking shocked and smirked. "As I said...I'm feeling generous..." He said before pulling back into the shadows. Seconds later, he pulled out a young girl. She was probably in her late teens. From the looks of it, she was a muggle and the look on her face clearly said she was scared.

"Do as you please." He said, throwing the girl to the floor and leaving. Jarred pushed pass the others, walking towards the door. He wanted to go find Violet before she hurt herself. He knew when he first decided to partner up with Violet, he would have to watch her with that. She liked to play dangerous with herself, not thinking about anything. He knew she didnt have any horocruxes like her father so when she decided to be stupid, she never thought anything through.

He turned to go outside, only to catch view of Oddie with something infront of her. His squinted his eyes before rolling them, walking towards Oddie. "Why are you-" he asked until he said that Violet had gone pale and her hair, skin, and face was changing. So was her whole body. She seemed smaller, almost fragile and there was blood around her neck. His eyes glared at Oddie, who seemed to be crying.

"What happened?" he asked her, refraining from hurting her. He knew Oddie didnt do it, but it didnt stop him from wanting to blame her for it.

Jarred just nodded, taking Violet into his arms. He didnt think making her hover around was helping her at all. "I'll take her to her room, you get your father." He mumbled, walking quickly towards Violet's room. He couldnt think why her father would be mad about a vampire. If anything, it seemed to be a bit strange a vampire was even around here. He was aware that there was a muggle town below them, but why would a vampire be here? Not when they knew the Dark Lord would be here. He shook his head, placing Violet careful on her bed. Her hair was starting to get longer, the ponytail no longer in her hair.

Jarred sat down beside her, resting his head in his hands. He had failed on his job. It wasnt like he knew she was going to get bit, but still, it was his fault. He knew he was going to be punished and he didnt blame the Dark Lord for doing what he would do. He had made a promise to watch over Violet and now she was going to bed dead forever.

Violet felt herself move some, her eyes opening just a bit. "Daddy...?" She called out, never have using the word daddy. She was sure it was because she was scared and didnt know what was going on. "Oddie...?" She called out more. She was sure she looked horrible and the pain came back once more. She felt like screaming but didnt, not wanting to ruin her father's meeting.

Voldemort just started down at his papers, not really concerned with what she just said. He was reading over a letter that a vampire had sent him, saying he done what he was suppose to do. He couldnt help but be joyful at the thought that he had a vampire on their side. With Violet as one, the more people she bit, the more they would have to be on their side. He glanced up at Oddie, waving his hand to tell her to get out. "I'll be there in a minute, tell Mark I dont want to see him on your way out. Before you go though. Henery has asked to be your partner. Now go." he said, as Nagini wounded herself around his neck.

Jarred started wiping blood off Violet's neck, trying to keep calm. He wasnt sure if he wanted to just kill her himself or let her transformation finish. He could hear her mumbling stuff, no doubt she thought she was saying everything like normal. He sighed again, watching her skin become shades lighter. It still bothered him that vampires had been here and attacked Violet. As much as he hated her, she was more like his sister if anything. He knew how she would feel when she woke up. She would realize she could no longer get drunk, she couldnt eat what she wanted, and would have no control what so ever over what she done or at. It was a good thing Violet hated the sunlight.

Violet kept seeing swirls of red and blue over and over as she tried to open her eyes. It must have been decades that she had been laying in the same spot, waiting for the never-ending pain to go away. She wasnt sure why, but she knew when it ended, she would feel lost without it. She had grown fond of the pain, knowing that it was the only thing keeping her alive. She could feel a thirst for coppery burning in her and she knew that the red and blue represented blood. She felt herself roll over, her hair being pulled in the process. If she kept on her side, it didnt hurt as bad as she thought it would.

Jarred laughed softly. "You should let him...maybe Violet can scare the hell out of him and we be done with him." He said, resting his hand on Violet's. He mumbled softly as he watched her turned over, not dropping his hand. "I cant seem to remember how long this will last. I think its a few hours...one or two. Maybe it's days." he said, letting go of her hand. He stood up, trying to look around for some of her books. He was sure she had one on dark creatures and sure enough, he found one. He grabbed it, sitting back down on the bed with it. "I'll look it up." He mumbled, turning the pages carefully.

Voldemort finally finished the letter, walking back into where the meeting was. He could see that the muggle girl was still alive, but barely. He smirked, pulling his wand out and making the girl's body leave the room. "There will be of this another time. For now, I want Malfoy to go find out about Black and Potter." He said, nodding at Malfoy, who bowed and nodded also. "Go. Do not disappoint me." He growled softly, dismissing the others. He decided that he would leave Violet alone for the moment, let her finish her transformation, then visit her. He would tell her of the plan and she would be a good little pet and do so.

Violet couldnt hold it in anymore and she screamed, thrashing around on the bed. She was not sure why she was doing this, but she cold feel the burning of poison setting into her heart and her eyes flashed open, her body freezing up for a moment, a look of fear on her face. She felt herself go limp, her heart no longer working and her body lose the heat that she treasured and needed. Jarred was trying to hold her down until he realized she was no longer moving. He pressed his head against her chest, taking hold of her wrist. When he didnt hear a heart beat nor feel a pulse, he looked at Oddie. "She's dead...so...it wont be long..." he whispered, picking up her body.

"The book saids it's best for the to be burried. I'm going to put her in her hidden room. It's underground." He mumbled, pushing the bed out of the way once more.

Before Jarred could get her down there, Violet's eyes sprang open, the greenness of them more darker. "Put me down." She mumbled, trying to free of them. She let her eyes go to the clock in her room, noticing it had been about four hours since she had went outside. "If I feel asleep outside, that was my business." She hissed, trying to get away from Jarred. Jarred looked shocked, but set her down anyways. Her eyes went to Oddie then to her bed, back to Jarred. Her face grew with anger, coming to a conclusion. She went to walk towards him, only to fall over. "You...I...you were going to lock me in a cell down there werent you!?" She shouted, trying to get up. Only then did she pass out again.

Jarred, still in shocked turned back to the book. "It doesnt say she's suppose to wake up..." he mumbled, glancing at Oddie before shrugging. "Well...that plans gone." he said, moving the bed back in place. "Violet's room is the only one with one." he said to Oddie. "I dont think the Dark Lord even knows it." He mumbled, setting Violet back on the bed. "Let Mark in...I think he can feed Violet." he said, nodding once.

Once Violet woke up she seemed a little like her old self. However Violet said about her bring locked up down in a cell. Oddie didn't know there was cells down there and that what Jarrad was up to. She didn't approve of him locking her up. They might be risking their lives staying in a room with a changing vampires but they were Death Eaters. They knew enough spells to keep themsleves safe and Jarrad didn't need to go about locking her up.

"I didn't know you were planning on locking her up!" Oddie said a little angry. "I thought you were just going to put her down there or something, not stick her in a cell. We're not going to be locking her up at all!" Oddie demanded. Just than the door behind them opened up only to show Mark.

"I heard that Jarrad" Mark said after he said about feeding him to Violet. "Why would Violet want to eat me? Did she become a cannible while I was gone or something?" he asked closing the door behind him. He looked at Violet who was passed out. "Did she make ya angry Jarrad? Did you hit her or something. I think that's going a bit far myself but good job."

"Shut up! No one invited you here." Oddie said glaring at Mark.

Jarred glared at Oddie, shaking his head. "No...that plan was to set her on the ground. She keeps a cell in there for muggles." He hissed softly, glancing at the door as it opened. He wanted to punch Mark, but didnt say anything. "Yeah, because all I want to do is hit on the only person close to me. Damn, you are stupid." He mumbled, shutting the door behind Mark.

"And if I say feed her, you will. Make it known she can just seduce you into it when she wakes up." He hissed, pulling out a knife from Violet's drawer. He cut down the side of his wrist, wincing in pain. He walked back over to Violet, placing his arm near her mouth. He felt her tongue lick at his wrist and closed his eyes, trying not to focus on what she was doing.

Violet's eyes opened again, feeling the warmth of blood enter her mouth. She pulled Jarred's arm closer to her, trying her best to get as much as she could. She felt her body react to the fact that she was getting something she wasnt suppose to have and knew she had lost control over herself. Her eyes went to Mark then to Oddie and back to Mark. She tore her mouth from Jarred's arm, still looking at Mark.


"His blood smells better...I want him." She said, glaring at Mark. She wiped the blood that decided to leak from her mouth with the back of her hand, feeling her fangs shift in her mouth.

Jarred watched Oddie and Mark fight once more, shaking his head. "I'm going!" he shouted, pushing passed Mark and going into the hallway to watch instead. It was easier this way. Violet looked at Mark, a certain lust in her eyes. "It's ok, Oddie...Mark isnt dumb...he is just...confused is all. He probably wasnt even told." She said a low voice, setting herself up so she was on her knees and placed her hands at the end of her bed, trying to getting closer to Mark to get a better sent of his blood. She bit down on her lip, hard enough to draw blood.

"Pleeeeease Mark...." She said softly, tapping her fingers softly against the end of the bed. "It would make me happy and I may be able to tell my daddy to not punish you...." She whispered, raising her eyebrows. Jarred laughed softly, leaning back against the wall with his arms crossed. If Mark didnt fall for that, he knew Violet would go even further. Violet had always been a trouble maker, but now as a vampire, she would be worse then before.

"Oddie, come on...let's go talk to your father." he said, pushing away from the wall. He turned away from them, making his wall down the hall and down a flight of stairs, trying to shake the image of Violet's bloody body from his head again

Violet smiled, getting off the bed. "I think you would be better then Jarred or a bear..." she said softly, walking towards him. She had realized she was shorter and her hair was longer. She stopped infront of Mark, looking him over. "Come on...it wont hurt...I promise..." She said, resting her hand on his chest. She smiled up at him, biting softly on her lip. "Please...?" She asked again, knowing if anything, she could just make him.

Jarred stopped outside the door, turning to Oddie. "Come on." he mumbled, taking her arm in his hand and pulling her with him to the room. He pushed the door open just a bit, seeing if Voldemort was there. "Um...My Lord?" he called out, but heard nothing. "Violet has waken from her...transformation. I just thought you should know." He said, bowing a bit as he stepped into the room. He looked around for the Dark Lord, but didnt see him.

"Yes, I am aware she has." He heard the cold hiss from the other side of the room. He glanced up, seeing him infront of the fireplace in a chair. Jarred nodded, standing up straighter. "About switching partners...?" he asked, glancing from Oddie to Voldemort again.

Violet smiled, pulling Mark to her bed. She sat down, patting the bed beside her so he could sit down too. She was to short to stand up and reach his neck, which she could see a vien pulsing with blood. She glanced at her door for a few seconds, not caring that someone could come in and see. That would make her happy, for some idiot to see and know they shouldnt cross her. She giggled softly, patting her bed again for him.

Jarred glanced at Oddie as the Dark Lord walked towards them. "If you switch partners, I better hear a better report from you Oddie." He said coldly, glancing at her from underneath his cloak. "Switch with whoever, but one false move and both of you are punished." he hissed, disapparating from the spot.

Jarred let out a sigh, trying not to let the fear show on his face. "I hate when he does that.." He mumbled, stepping out of the room. "You want me or Violet? Personally, I dont care to much." He said, wondering if he should go back to Violet's room or not.

Violet leaned over Mark, turning his head some so she could have a better angle at his neck. "This wont hurt...much..." She whispered before she bit into his neck, feeling the warmth of his blood go into her mouth. After a few minutes, she pulled back, licking the wound and watched as it closed it. Violet smiled, before moving back from him, laying down on her bed. "Do whatever you want...I'm done with you for now." She mumbled, closing her eyes for a few seconds.

Jarred just shook his head, not wanting to talk ill of anyone. "Oddie...tell me if you want to partner up with Violet or me so I can tell your father when he gets back." he told her, resting his hands on her shoulder and bending down to her level to look into her eyes. "Do you understand me now..." he said slowly, as if he was talking to a child.

Violet started thinking about something, how her father had never shown up. She began to feel sad, but let it passed. She was filled with anger instead, but said nothing. She felt herself grow tired and decided to just go to sleep. She noticed that the sun was coming up, meaning she would have to sleep. Maybe there was a way for her to go out in the sun light when she wanted, but then again, why did she want to be in the light? She closed the hangings around her bed and started to sleep.

Jarred nodded before standing back up straight. "Good, I think Violet may kill Mark before long." He mumbled, running a hand through his hair. Jarred turned around, deciding to just go somewhere else. He was tired from all the stuff he had done in the last few hours and made his way downstairs to a couch. He didnt really have a home and he mostly stayed on a couch downstairs to be near Violet incase something happened before he could stop it.

Violet's eyes snapped open, debating if she should go and open the door. After a few seconds, she flicked her wand at her window and stood up, walking across the room. She wad tired and she prayed it was someone that would tick her off. "Oh...Oddie...how..nice." she said, opening her door some more. "Come in...doesnt matter that someone was sleeping." She said rudely. She laid back down on her bed, pulling the hangings back so she could see Oddie.

Jarred had almost fell asleep when he heard something from above him. He mumbled softly, wondering what was going on. He heard Mark explain that he was be a blood sucker and rolled his eyes, trying to find a way of working by himself. It wasnt like he would ever do anything for Mark anyways.

"You woke me up for something that could have been told to me in a few hours?" Violet asked, annoyed by it. "Just get out of my room. You nor father seem to care to much about me anyways." she hissed softly, pulling her hands back around and burrying her heads under her pillows and covers. She mumbled under her breath, trying her best not to get sad about everything. It wasnt like she wanted to be a vampire. She felt bad for what she done to Mark and decided she would find him when she woke back up.

Jarred laid there for a few minutes before getting up, deciding to eat something to help him fall asleep. He ate a few crackers with some cheese, taking a glass of milk and honey and using his wand to heat it up. His mom used to give him this when he was little and wondered if it still worked.

Jarred rolled his eyes when he saw Mark, not caring if he saw. "Yeah...what a shame..." he mumbled, trying to hurry and finish his cheese and crackers. He glanced at Mark's neck and saw two bite marks. "You do realize she didnt inject any venom. She's only a baby...it would take her years to do so and even longer to learn how to conjoy how much she injects. Maybe you should keep up on your reading and you would know that. And the heart? Try and stake it and see what happens." he told him, stuffing the last cracker in his mouth and making his way to the living room.

Violet had finally dozed back off, after trying to cry only to realize she couldnt. She wasnt sure why that made her angry, but it did. She had lost all control over her body and it wasnt a feeling she liked. She just wanted her father to be proud of her and realized that it would never happen, considering he hated half breeds.

Jarred wanted to beat the hell out of Mark, but refused to let the anger get to him. He let himself fall asleep after a few hours, trying to keep everything that happened today...or better yet, what happened that night out of his dreams. The last thing he remembered before falling asleep was how was Violet doing and dealing with her change.

Violet woke up when the sun was almost down. It took a minute to register everything that had happen and when she finally got it in her head, she sat up, eyes wide. She had drank from not only Jarred, but from Mark also. She mumbled under her breath, walking to her bathroom. She decided to get a shower and go look for something to eat, something besides blood.

Violet brushed her hair out and put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. She decided she wanted to toy with Mark for just a few minutes before going to find something to eat that was anything but blood. She walked towards his room, not bothering to knock. This was her house, not his anyways. "Oh Mark..." She whispered, shutting the door behind her quietly. "Let's talk..." She whispered, leaning against the door.

Jarred finally woke up, not feeling any better then he did when he went to sleep. He decided he better check on Violet, to make sure her true tranformation had taken place. He had read that sometimes, even if they appear to look fully transformed, there was a chance they could still die after hours of it being compleated. When he knocked on her door and got no answer, he peaked insde, noticing she wasnt in there.

"Oh....I dont know...why dont you come here...?" she asked him softly, walking towards him. "I think you are scared of me...do you know that hurts my feelings and I feel very insulted that you dont trust me." She said, placing a hand on her heart. She stopped at his bed, glancing at his wand. "Oh no...that wont do...I feel threaten..." She whispered, lifting her leg up and pulling her wand from her boot.

Jarred mumbled to himself, not really sure of where she was. If she was anywhere that she wasnt suppose to be, he knew he would get in trouble. He walked back down stairs, deciding he didnt care where she was anymore, he was tired of how she acted and he was tired of taking the blame for it.

Samantha made her way towards the Riddle House, a bit scared. She was told to be here but wasnt sure why. She didnt know any witches that lived here and was a bite scared. She was a muggleborn yet she was risking her life to be here. She was a bit shaken up when she knocked on the door.