Valentine ran to the WestEnd in search of Bellora. She knew the offices had been distroyed, but she figured if the vigilante would still be there, if anywhere in this city.

She called out with her mind and asked those who lived there if they'd seen the woman, scanning minds as well for perhaps she was unknown to those she lived amongst.

She was about to give up, starting to fret and worry, when she sat and decided to call on Bellora's mother.

"Goddess Astrea, I need to find Bellora. A woman lies dying, in the midst of giving birth, because her wife has been taken. Belle has been taken, we know it, and we need help finding her. Please, I know someone bad is behind this. Bellora can help, please....help us!" She did not know the proper offering to make to a Goddess of Justice, but she figured a sacrifice of herself would suffice. She pricked her fingers and offered the blood to the ground at her feet. It was sincere, that alone should help.

Bellora had heard Valentine's calls, had seen her from the shadows in which she was invisible to all. She sighed, wondering what this slightly looney woman wanted now.

She was about to approache the young vampiress when she heard the prayer to her own mother, and she halted. Hmm...this had the markings of Dalia all over it.

"I am here, young one. Quiet your prayers."was heard in Valentine's ear, for she stood directly behind her now. "I will help you. Go back to your charge, I will handle Dalia."

As silent as the gentle breeze that caressed Valentine's cheek, Bellora was again traversing the shadows. Her body invisible to all but those trained to see it, she moved through the shadows like a wraith.

Bellora called out to her friends that she passed, those invisible to most eyes, asking for guidance and information. Some had seen the woman, Dalia, others knew of her new alliance with the Darkon.

Damn, a land beyond this one. Would Bellora be able to find it in time, would she even be able to get in?