Author's note: The title of this song comes from the Thompson Square song. I know it is weird having a vampire in the Marvel universe – but don't forget that the Director of the Avenger's movie is responsible for Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

Chapter 1

Danielle Blake sat at her desk working on her latest vampire novel. "Vampires Will Always Lie", the sequeal to her first book, "Vampire Lies". She had always liked vampires, but now she liked them more because she was one. That's right, no one else in New York knew that. Her books came from personal experience. Of course, she had to make a few changes. Her hair was brown and curly, where as her character, Lily, had black curly hair. She wore glasses, and Lily didn't. Her eyes were hazel and Lily's were green. She wore turtle necks, knee lengths skirts, and high hells. She and Lily had that in common, as well as a few other things. Both of them had been lied to by a vampire.

It happened three years ago, on Halloween night. She had met Eric in her drama class. He was the guy that every girl liked, but she never paid him any attention. Danielle always considered herself to be different. It surprised her when Eric said he wanted to go to a party with her. She wanted to say no, but something inside told her to say yes, so she decided to go.

That night, she and Eric went together. At first, the night seemed ok; she became more sociable, although when she and Eric danced it was like he would not let go of her. She then broke up the dance and walked out the door. Eric came after.

"What's wrong, Danie? Aren't you having a good time?"

Danielle hated that nickname, "no, it's just that I don't think you are the one for me."

He then grabbed ahold of her and pushed her against a wall, "I could have had any girl at school, but I wanted you; so if you don't want me, that's fine. But I'll make sure no one else ever has you." Eric smiled, his eyes glowed red and fangs formed in his mouth. He sank his fangs into her neck and threw her on the ground. He walked away, leaving her lay.

Danielle had laid there for three hours. She came to her senses and got up. She walked home, still in pain and found ot she had a taste for blood ever since. She never saw Eric again, but the incident had given her some inspiration for stories. She decided to become an author.

Danielle needed a break, so she decided to watch TV for a while. She had heard about some strange things going on lately. She found herself bored with the news and decided to write some more. It was one o'clock in the morning when she finished her first chapter.

"Ok, so I need to find out where Lily will go next," she said. "Think I'll go out and take a walk for a while." She grabbed her notebook, put it in her bag, and walked out. Most nights were like this for her, but she didn't mind. Sometimes, she could stay out all night. No one would bother her. She then took out her iPod.

"Ok, so what do I feel like listening to," she thought, scanning through the country section. "Love and Theft," she decided and turned on the song, 'Angel Eyes'. She then put the headphones on and tucked the iPod into her bag. She then sat down on a bench and began to write in her journal.

Dear Journal,

I know you are probably getting tired of hearing this line, but I've been a vampire going on three years now. I see girls walk by me everyday who all have boyfriends. I wish I could have that. I'm sick of writing about all this. I want to live out the dream.

Danielle Blake

It was true, she was getting tired of it. Sure her books made a lot of money, but she sometimes still felt like she had nothing. She had fans, but none of them knew what she really was. She then shook it off and got up from the bench. She walked and turned down a corner only to fined a crowd of people running. She then hid behind a wall. A man walked out of the crowd. He was carrying a weird looking stick in his hand. He had long dark hair and dark green eyes. He was wearing a suit but that changed soon. She watched as his clothes changed, as if by magic. The suit was replaced by green and gold armor. The stick he was holding was now a glowing black. Now, she knew she would have to get a closer look, so she walked a little bit behind him. Nothing she had written in her books could ever compare to this. He was a beautiful sight. She then accidentally knocked something over. At that moment he then turned around and looked straight at her.