Deceit, Lies and Secrets

Author's Introduction

This is my very first 'attempt' at writing fan fiction, so I apologize in advance for any spelling or grammatical errors. I also apologize if it is absolutely rubbish.

This story doesn't really have a specific starting point in the TV show timeline. I imagine it starting about three months after the events of 'All For One', and the treaty is slowly falling apart.

My fan fic includes: a new character (whom you will meet), complicated and sometimes confusing plots and schemes, and of course Deceit, Lies and Secrets.

So without further ado, let's begin:

The rain pounded hard against the stone slabs that made up the courtyard of Garside Grange Independence School. The thunder clapped and a bolt of lightning appeared in the partially moonlit night sky. A hooded figure slowly made it's way to the large oak door, raised it's cold, shaking hand, and knocked three times.

About half-a-minute later, a man who smelt truly revolting, otherwise known as Renfield, came to the door. As he pulled it open he saw a black heap lying on the floor infront of him. He quickly called for his masters.

The door to the throne room flung open as Vlad entered, carrying what looked like a large pile of velvet and linen duvet covers. He knew very little about the 'pile' he was carrying. He knew it was a teenage girl, he knew this girl was a vampire, and he knew she was unconscious.

He layed on her on the sofa, the black of her velvet cape sinking into the red of the sofa.

"Who is she?" asked Erin, slowly walking towards the group huddled around the sofa.

"Yeah Vlad, who is she?" Ingrid asked.

Vlad looked at his sister beside him, then to his girlfriend who stood nearby.

"I don't know. She was outside. Refield, do you think you can wake her?"

"With pleasure Master Vlad" Renfield walked towards sofa and pinched the girl's nose. A sudden slap directed at the back of his head made him bring his arms to his side.

"Idiot, she's a vampire, she doesn't breathe!" Shouted the Count, thunder raging as he spoke.

A sudden but small movement directed their attention back to the girl. They were unsure as to whether she had actually moved or not seen as she lay as still as her unbeating heart.

Then another noise, this time they all saw who had made it. She was coming too. Maybe when she awoke would they know who she was and why she was here.

The eyes of the mysterious girl slowly began to flutter open. Vlad was by her side with a cup of blood (not soy blood, he guessed she probably preferred her blood fresh).

She sat up as she began to take in her surroundings.

"What, where, ah" She said wearily, feeling the bruise on her head from where she had fallen.

"We found you outside" Vlad said, taking extra care to keep his voice soft and soothing so not to frighten his unexpected guest. "Here" He passed her the cup. She drained it dry in a matter of seconds, she must have been really thirsty.

"Thank you" She said, still unsure as to where she was and who the six pairs of curious eyes belonged to. What she could tell is that the blonde girl and the tall man who stood beside her, where both breathers. The boy infront of her and the girl with black hair beside him, where vampires. She could tell the man who stood behind them, with dark brooding eyes as black as the hair on his head, was also a vampire. What she could not distinguish was whether the child who sat in the corner staring up at her, whilst holding what looked like a battered and torn stuffed rabbit, was a vampire or a werewolf, for he smelt partially like both.

"My name's Vlad. What's your's?"

"Vanessa"

No one reacted as the door flew open and Bertrand walked in, maintaining his normal intimidating posture as he looked towards the vampire who had became somewhat of a main attraction. His eyes turned black and a suprised yet confused look grew on his face.

"Vanessa de Fortunesa"

I will continue this story if I get at least one review (then I know at least one person is actually reading this).