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Ana’s parents sat on either side of her. The blood had been cleaned from her delicate face, and in its place were the ugly, purple bulges along her cheekbones and eyes. She looked, as papa would put it (to Mother’s dismay) godawful. Pleasure was hard to conceal, and Asya took advantage of the cold room to pull her scarf over her smile. The brown eyes shot daggers into Asya’s. It was nothing new, but today, it was accompanied by the combined force of two other pairs of brown eyes and their angry glares. On the other side was Papa’s disappointed, and even fearful look. The headmaster sat behind the desk, looking all the

I don't own Danny Phantom or Vampire the Masquerade! - o 0 o - Looks like I'm not the only one to receive an invite to this particular party.  Muses one Daniel Fenton, a relatively young member of Kindred society.  He's not very eager about this, if anything, it is rather suspicious given that he is without a clan. Caitiff is the official name among those who are Camarilla.  There were many nicknames that applied to his 'clan', none very flattering.  So why invite me to this shindig? No answers come forth as Danny comes before the gate of the manor.  "Invitation?"  A fuzzy voice asks and he rolls down the car window, flashing the invite a