Spike went over to the valet, said something and the guy ran off.

Soon after a black Mercedes pulled up, the valet that he talked to got out of the car. He handed the keys to Spike and then proceeded to open the door for me.

"So am I riding with you?" I asked Spike.

"Of course!" He replied.

"So where is Dameon riding?"

"With Blair! but we need to go." I got in the car as he was talking. " I need to get back to my place before Spoof and Kail get there. Or they will do like they did last time. Break in. I hate it when they do that." Spike started the car and we left. We went back the way we came in out of the neighborhood, and out onto the main highway heading towards the center of town. It was a dark night accept for the city lights, it was surprisingly beautiful. Eventhough you couldn�t see the stars now. Spike was a fast but safe driver.

About 10 minutes late we pulled into a small parking deck beneath what looked about 20 stories tall. All the parking spaces weren�t taken up but most of them were filled with really expensive BMW's and Cadillac�s. We pulled into one of the spaces only two spaces away from the elevator. He got out of the car. I was about to open the door but it wasn�t unlocked. I went to unlock it when it opened, Spike opened the door for me. It felt weird him opening the door for me. He closed the door behind me after I got out. I heard the cars horn honk and I knew that he had locked the doors.

We went over the elevator, he pushed the button and the doors opened, it must have already been at the bottom floor. We walked in and took a key out of his pocket it was a plain key but the keychain was in a sypter shape, he put it in the keyhole beside the number 12. There were no buttons beside the numbers all there were keyholes. He turned the key; the door closes and it started moving.

It was a short ride to the 12th floor. Once there the doors opened, he took the key out and we walked off the elevator into a small room. It looked like an 8 by 8 room. The wall were painted a dark gray, in the corner to the left of us there was a small waist high table, on it was a small rose bush. It looked alive and healthy, especially for being in a room with no windows and only two votive lights on the walls parallel to the doors. Right in front of us was a door I guess for his place. Beside the door on each side were small pictures. I couldn�t tell what they were of. I hadn�t notices before but on the same key ring was another key, looked almost exactly like the other. He used that one to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened there was a slight wind that blew out of the place. It was an old smell that smelled really good, like roses. We went in, It was huge from what could tell. Once a light was turned on all I saw was dark colors, black walls, and black leather chairs and then everything else was a dark color. It was hard to make a good description of the place. You would look once and then look away and look back there was always something that you did not see before.

He started walking down a hall and called back to me, "Make yourself at home, Ill be back in a few minutes. Oh and if you hear the doorbell ring go and see who it is. You need to use the call button though, if it is anyone we know push the button beside the call box and that will let them up." and he was gone.

The room I was in was huge; it had black and white marble floors. The walls were black; one wall was a dark green curtain. I went to see what was behind it and it was a balcony that looked over the city, it was a beautiful sight. The chairs and couches in the room were black leather and looked very comfortable. Glass tables with scarcely anything on them, they were spotless. A large electronics cabinet with doors so I really didn�t know what was behind the doors.

I was content sitting on the couch when there was a loud ringing. I wasn�t ready for it and it scared me to the point I almost passed out. It wasn�t funny. It ran again. I got up and walked over to the door where the call box was and pushed the button.

"Hello?" I said a little wary.

"Let us in!" A guy�s voice said, "Wait who is this?" he said asking.

"Who is this and I will answer your question!" I wanted to know who the he was

"If this is where Spike lives then were at the right place. Just let us in!"

"Being a rude ass isn�t helping my decision any." I said.

Then I heard the squeaky voice of Spoof say, "Will you just let us in." The tome of his voice made it sound as if he was tired of this.

"OK" and I pushed the button. I didn�t know what to do now, so stupidly I just stood there.

About 3 minutes later there was a knock on the door. I looked through the peephole, and saw Blair, Kali, Dameon, Spoof, Glenn who was holding Samantha upright, and there were three other people two guys and a girl. I opened the door to let them in. One by one they filed in, Glenn went straight to the couch to let Sam lay down. As soon as she laid down she was out. The girl that I didn�t know was about my height she had blond hair blue eyes and glasses. She was wearing a tight black skirt, a black playboy bunny shirt and boots. There was a really tall guy and a normal sized one. The tall one had long sandy blond hair a goatee and glasses. He had on a black leather trench coat that looked as if it had been pieced together piece by piece, black pants and a back worn out tee shirt, a black leather belt with a huge silver beltbuckle. The shorter guy had blond curly short hair, pale skin, and glasses. He was clean- and was wearing a button up collard shirt, and kaki pants. He looked as if he was just there, not fully fitting in but not fully looking as if he didn�t.

Dameon came up to me, "Jasmin this is Marcus." He introduced me to the tall long blond haired guy. "That is Balie, and the guy she is standing beside is Jared. Guys this is Jasmin." They weren�t paying any attention to me so I didn�t even bother to say hi.

"Where's Spike?" Marcus asked, and he looked at me as if I knew.

"He went into the back about 15 minutes ago and I haven�t heard anything out of him since." Before I could even finish talking he and Jared had headed towards the hall and were out of sight.

"I hate it when they are like that. Hi! My name is Balie, And yours was again?" she asked as we walked into the livingroom area. She was happy and cheerful but I could see some fear in her eyes.

"I'm Jasmin, Where did they go?" I asked.

"Balie, Jasmin can one of you help me?" Glenn yelled to us. Samantha had fully passed out on the couch.

"Why don�t you ask Blair?" She replied.

"He ran to the back with everyone else!" I looked around the room and realized that there were only 4 of us left in the room, 3 of which were actually conscious.

She was small enough that he could carry her, so I asked. "How are you going to need our help?"

"I want you to open the door for me if it is closed." I agreed. He picked Sam up and began to walk down the hall. It was like the rest of the house, large and dark. After about 30 feet the hall turned and we passed by some double doors that were open. There was yelling coming from inside. I wasn�t listening hard enough to know what they were yelling about.

We took Samantha to one of the guest bedrooms. Once he put her down in the bed. Glenn pulled the sheets up over her and we left, leaving her to sleep. I was in the lead leaving and I wasn�t fully sure where to go so I walked back out the same way I went in, back into the living room. I looked around for Balie and noticed she was in the kitchen. Glenn went over to the couch and sat down.

"Do you want a drink?" She asked me.

"What are you making?"

"Martinis!"

"Sure." I went into the kitchen to help her.

Fifteen minutes later Balie, Glenn, and I were sitting on the couch talking and sipping our martinis, when the yelling from the back became louder to the point were we could faintly hear it out here. I still couldn�t pick out any voices or hear what they were saying.

"What�s going on?" I asked.

"What you don�t know?" She sounded surprised.

"Know what?" Now I was beginning to get confused.

"Cain is back in town."

"They said that.... But...I�m not sure the reasoning why all the commotion. He came to the party tonight. I�m not trying to pry but what�s up with him, seems every one is pissed off, especially at him."

"What all do you know about Kain?" She asked.

"The basics...That he looks exactly like Blair and everyone hates him!" That was really all I knew.

"Where have you been the last couple years?" she asked now confused.

"I�ve known Dameon and Spike less than 24 hours!"

"Wow they�re working fast this time. Don�t you think Glenn?" There was a silence, we looked over at Glenn and he was asleep.

"What?" I didn�t know what she was talking about.

"Nothing don�t worry about what I said...OK...Ill fill you in on the Cain situation. As you probably noticed Cain and Blair are brothers. They were two of a set of triplets. There were two boys and a girl. Cain was the oldest, Blair next then the youngest was Stacy." I understood that part but things were going to get even stranger. "Blair and Stacy were to good siblings of the three, Cain on the other had was hell. Eventually a time came when something split the Stacy and Blair even farther away from Cain. Something that i dont want to explain right now, I have a feeling you will find out later though. Ok on with the story, the year that they turned 16 one day Stacy and Cain got sick, and they had to stay home from school, Blair wasnt sick so he was forced to go to school eventhough his siblings got to stay home. And that day he will regret for the rest of his life. He came home around 3 o'clock, his parents were at work and he had been at school all day. He walked into his house and it was trashed, Chairs were turned over, plates were broken, everything was in disaray as if someone had broken in. He didnt see Stacy or Cain anywhere. He ran around looking for a phone. When he went into the kitchen he found Stacy, lying on the floor coverd in blood and laying in pool of blood, and right beside he hand was the cordless phone, and you could hear the dial tone. She was dead. She had been stabbed 12 times with a kitchen knife and to make sure she was dead her throat had been slashed, He was horrofied. He picked up the phone which was also coverd in blood and called 911, he could hardly speek, or do anything, finaly he has able to tell the operator what was going on. When there was someone on the way he went around the house to see where Cain was. He was no where to be found, and when Blair looked in Cains room some of the drawrs were open and empty. When he saw that he knew who had done it. It wasnt long after the funeral and the house had been cleaned up, that things began to slowly dissapear from Cain's room. They would be there that night and in the morning it would be gone. One day Balir came home from school and found a note written in red ink laying on his bed saying "Your Next Sayter." He never showed the note to his parents, and from the day that Stacy was killed he vowed that he would not rest well untill Cain was dead. That was 10 years ago. You said he was at the party, when i got home to the apartment tonight there as another note on my door addressed to me. I dont understand why he wants me though, and Dameon has told me that i am staying here tonight, or for a couple days untill things cool off!" She was talking so fast that she had to stop and catch her breath. Not long after she finished talking everyone walked back into the room, all accept Spike.

"Balie im gonna go get your things out of the car." Dameon said as he was walking twards the front door. Kali, Spoof, Blair, Jared, and Marcus went into the kitchen. So it was still me, Balie, and Glenn sitting on the couch, eventhough Glenn was asleep.