Demi's A/N: Hey guys, so this is my first PJO xover, I'm super excited and hope you guys like the first chapter. Just so you know, at the start of each of my crossovers, I'll have a short profile about my PJO OC that appears in the fanfic. Below is Lucy's profile, and it will also be up on my bio.

OC: Lucy Elaine Saltzman

Age: 15

Nicknames: Luce (common nickname), War-Child/Demi-Slayer/Buffy 2.0 (Damon), Lil Sis (Spencer), Slayer (Ava), Baby (Jeremy)

Family: Ares-biological father

Alana Saltzman (OC)-biological mother [deceased]

Alaric Saltzman-biological uncle/adoptive father

Isobel Flemming-adoptive mother [unknown]

Spencer Saltzman-biological cousin/adoptive older sister

Clarisse/Christina/Mark/Sherman-paternal half siblings

Love Interest: Jeremy Gilbert

Other OC's featured: Spencer Saltzman & Ava Salvatore

Weapon: Black Spear (disguised as a leather choker with an arrowhead charm)

Gifts: Enhanced strength, swiftness, and combat skills

Natural at using every weapon known to mankind (prefers medieval weapons)

Limited Necromancy

Magic Items: Ares' War Chariot (uses it from time to time)

Position(s): Freshmen at Mystic Falls High/Vampire Hunter (currently)

Small Description: Like a typical child of Ares, Lucy can come off as intimidating, but can be gentle to those close to her. She's as blunt as they get. Lucy can be stubborn and argues about nearly everything. She never backs down from any challenge, which she states is her fatal flaw. However, the only person who can seemingly get through her walls is Jeremy Gilbert.

Welcome to Mystic Falls

When I was a little girl my mother, Isobel, would read to me stories of noble gods, monsters, and great heroes. These heroes were known as half bloods, and they are the children of the Olympians. The half bloods were the champions of the gods. They would slay monsters and prove themselves worthy of their heritage, but it's not all what my mother made it all up to be. How do I know this? I am a half blood. Lucy Saltzman, daughter of Ares. I know all too well the dangers of this world, dangers that I can never seem to escape from.

LUCY'S POV

"Come on girls, we're gonna be late!" dad called from the kitchen. "It's a first day for all of us!"

I brushed through my long, mahogany brown hair, rolling my eyes. My older sister, Spencer, stood in the doorway of the room we shared. She wore a white blouse with a jean vest, a denim mini skirt and black wedges, her dirty-blonde hair flowing over her shoulders.

"Let's go lil sis." she urged, tapping her foot.

I scoffed and grabbed my messenger bag, slinging the leather strap over my shoulder. I followed my sister out to the kitchen where our dad was waiting for us.

Today was the day that my dad started his new job as the History teacher at Mystic Falls High School. It also meant that Spencer and I would be transferring, her into the Junior class and me into the Freshmen class.

"You two ready?" Dad asked, grabbing his briefcase and coffee thermos.

"You bet." Spencer answered, twirling her truck keys around her finger.

"You could've just left me in Long Island." I muttered, looking away from their direction.

Dad sighed, "Lucy, we're a family, which means we stay together." he reminded.

"After all, a family that Hunts together, stays together." Spencer added, chuckling.

"You sure that Vampires even live here anymore?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Positive." they both answered in unison.

"Now get your butts to school." dad ordered.

Gods have mercy on me.

Spencer parked her truck into a free parking space and cut the engine. She turned to me with full seriousness in her eyes.

"Now try to behave." she pleaded.

"Hey, that punk-ass bastard deserved it." I defended. "And I was acting in self defense."

Spencer rolled her eyes and leaned back in the seat. "I know, but still, you and I need to be on our best behavior, for dad's sake."

"Fine, I'll try not to send anyone to the hospital today." I groaned, gathering my things and getting out of the pickup. "Can I grab a smoke before school starts?"

"I guess." Spencer sighed, locking the truck. "Just don't be late to your first class. I'm gonna go drop our transfer forms at the office."

I smiled and walked up to an empty corner of the high school, near the entryway. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it, taking a drag then blowing the smoke out into the air. This was the second high school I've been to, since I was expelled from my last one for causing a fight, which sent the guy to the hospital. Guess you can say I have a temper, but it comes with being a child of Ares. You challenge us and we will do whatever it takes to win, even if that means breaking a bone or two.

"You know, you're just slowly killing yourself by doing that." a boy, around my age, informed, walking up to me.

He was surprisingly tall for a Freshmen, and I would've guessed, if her were a Demi-God, he'd be a paternal half brother of mine, but I could sense he was perfectly human. His hair was short and somewhat shaggy, he had brown eyes to match his hair, and he wore dark clothing, an outcast-style look.

"So people say." I replied, taking another drag. "Trust me when I say that something a whole hell lot more dangerous than this will kill me." I chuckled. And it was all true.

"I haven't seen you around before, you new?" he asked, leaning against the wall next to me.

I nodded, "Just transferred from Long Island." I informed. "Moved here with my dad and sister."

I could feel his eyes on me, yet I didn't look in this direction. "Why choose to move here?" he asked.

"Dad got a new job, which transferred him here." I answered, taking another drag and blowing the smoke out.

"You ever think about quitting that nasty habit?" man, this guy did not let up with the questions. Curiosity is not an attractive quality.

I rolled my eyes, "Life is a series of choices, and I usually end up making the bad ones." I scoffed as I took a final drag.

"Join the club girl." the boy replied, shoving his hands into his pockets. "I'm Jeremy, by the way."

I blew out the final puff of smoke before dropping the cigarette butt and stomping on it, then I looked up and met his eyes, "Lucy, Lucy Saltzman."

"Welcome to Mystic Falls, Lucy." Jeremy smiled, and I felt myself smile too. "Look, since you're new here, why don't I show you around."

I leaned up off the wall and nodded, "Sure, not like I know my way around or anything."

"You'll have it down in a week, trust me." Jeremy assured as we walked into the school.

I stopped by my locker and put up my binders and folders. According to my schedule I had Freshmen English first period. Great, I'll be starting the day with a headache since my Dyslexia makes it damn near impossible to concentrate.

Freshmen History was my fourth period class, which was taught by my dad. I slipped into the classroom and grabbed a desk in the middle. And, by some weird coincidence, the desk to my left was Jeremy's. My dad's name was already written on the board so he was probably going to introduce himself, and by association, humiliate me in some way.

The bell rang and my dad faced us.

"Good morning everyone, I'm your new History teacher, Alaric Saltzman." he introduced, and I slid a little bit in my chair, avoiding his eyes. "'Saltzman' is of German origins. My family immigrated here in 1755 to Texas. I, however, was born and raised in Boston." he paced behind his desk, looking out at all the students. "Now, the name Alaric belongs to a very dead great-grandfather I will never be able to thank enough." he chuckled, and I laid my head on my arms, hoping no one was looking back at me. I head my dad clear his throat, "Now, my last fun fact before we start, not only am I a teacher, but I'm also a father."

Oh shit, here comes the embarrassment.

"My oldest daughter, Spencer, is a Junior, and my youngest, Lucy, is a Freshmen." he went on, and I stiffened at my name being called.

I could feel everyone's eyes turn to me as I lifted my head, moving my hair out of my face. I didn't smile or wave, I just glared daggers at my dad, and mentally cursed him to the depths of Tarturus. Fuck you dad.

"Now, let's begin class, shall we?" dad chuckled and went on with his scheduled lesson plans.

The bell couldn't ring fast enough and I was the first person out of that classroom. I saw my sister leaning next to my locker.

"Dad pull the whole 'father fun fact' on you too." it wasn't a question.

I nodded, "Yep, he's lucky I wasn't in the front, otherwise I would've had a clear shot at throwing a sharp object in his direction." I scoffed, sliding my History book into my locker.

"He was probably just doing an ice-breaker thing." Spencer guessed.

I scoffed and grabbed my lunch bag, when I felt Spencer place her hand on my shoulder. "Hey, things are gonna be just fine." she reassured. "Mystic Falls is gonna be our new home from now on."

"Is that one your witchy senses?" I asked, turning around to face her.

"Would you believe me if I said it was?" she questioned, smiling.

I shook my head.

"Smile, Luce, things are gonna work out for us." Spencer kissed my forehead. "Now, I have to go see a girl about a cheerleading tryout."

"Knock yourself out." I replied, watching her walk in the direction of a pretty blonde Junior, who could so pass for a traditional daughter of Aphrodite. I rolled my eyes, I was already getting a headache and the day was only half over.

NO POV

After talking with Mr. Saltzman about his extra-credit assignment, Jeremy walked down the halls and saw Lucy standing in front of her open locker, glancing around to see if anyone was watching her. He smiled to himself and approached her, and saw she held a tiny pill bottle in her hand.

"Lucy, hey." he greeted, spooking the new girl.

She faced him and narrowed her eyes, "What?" she asked, popping the two Ibuprofen pills in her mouth before taking a swig from her Dr. Pepper bottle, swallowing. "You gonna nag on me for taking a couple pills?"

Jeremy shook his head, "No, I'd never rag on anyone." he answered. "You feelin okay?"

"Just a little headache is all." Lucy replied, grabbing her lunch and shutting her locker door. "No worries, I get them often."

The two walked down the hall and headed to the cafeteria. "So, you're a teacher's kid huh?" Jeremy chuckled.

"Guilty." Lucy agreed. "What about you?"

"I'm just a self-proclaimed loner." Jeremy answered, taking a seat a far corner table of the cafeteria.

"Same here." Lucy chuckled, sitting opposite him.

Across the room, a table of three girls sat together. One had fair skin, shimmering black hair and piercing blue eyes, another had olive-colored skin and brown eyes that matched her hair, and the third had dark skin, brown hair, and green eyes.

"Are you and Caroline still fighting?" asked the fair-skinned girl, Ava Salvatore.

"Trust me Ava, you don't wanna go there." the olive-skinned girl, Elena, told her.

The aforementioned Caroline walked up to the table, with Spencer right behind her, "Girls, this is Spencer, she's new here." she introduced.

"Hi." Spencer greeted, waving.

"She's also gonna try out for Cheerleading during practice." Caroline added, taking a seat next to Elena.

"Well, Welcome to Mystic Falls, Spencer." Ava greeted as the new girl sat next to her. "I'm Ava Salvatore. That's Elena Gilbert, and Bonnie Bennett." the two Juniors waved and smiled. "You've already met Caroline Forbs."

"It's nice to meet all of you." Spencer said, smiling. "Thanks for making me feel welcome."

"Hey, who's that sitting with your brother, Elena?" Caroline asked, as she and Elena looked at the far corner table.

"Oh, that's my little sister, Lucy." Spencer answered. "She's a Freshmen. And don't worry, she's harmless."

Elena smiled and nodded, and Caroline gave Spencer a run through about her tryout.

LUCY'S POV

The end of the day came and, since my sister was my ride, I was forced to sit in the bleachers and watch her cheerleading tryout.

"This is the last place I'd expect you to be." Jeremy said, taking a seat next to me.

"Trust me, if I could drive home, I would." I replied, not making eye contact. "But sadly, I have to wait for my sister's practice to be over. She's the cheerleader type."

"And you're not." Jeremy stated.

I cracked a small smile and met his big, brown eyes. "I'd sooner cut out my own organs with a blade fresh from the fire than jump around in a mini skirt yelling 'go team'." I confirmed with a straight face.

Jeremy just chuckled, "Damn, you are one hard-core, badass chick."

"Why thank you." I replied, crossing my legs. "I'll take that as a compliment." I chuckled, watching as my sister performed a basic routine in front of the rest of the squad.

The whole time I watched her, I could still feel Jeremy watching me.

After practice, I waited by Spencer's truck as she changed, and sighed in relief when I saw her running up to me.

"So, we're gonna head home for a few hours, then meet dad at the Mystic Grill for dinner." she told me.

"Cool, sounds like a plan." I replied, tossing my stuff into the bed of her pickup.

As soon as I turned by back on the football field, I sensed something cold in the air, like something was watching me. I quickly looked over my shoulder and saw a fair-skinned, dark-haired girl staring at me. She was leaning against a black vintage Impala, her arms holding a few binders to her chest. On her right, ring finger, sat a large silver ring with a glimmering blue stone.

"What's up Luce?" Spencer asked, snapping me out of my daze.

I climbed into the truck, slamming the passenger door. "Who's she? That girl staring at us."

Spencer looked in her rearview mirror, "Oh, that's Ava. She's on the squad with me." she answered. "She seems pretty nice. Why, you pick up something?"

"I'm not entirely sure just yet." I replied, as Spencer pulled out of the parking lot. "But I do think we need to be wary of her, she might be one of them."

"Well, if she is, then we tell dad and he'll tell us what to do." Spencer reminded.

I sat back in the seat and sighed, wondering exactly how we were going to go about our business in this town.

Around dusk is when Spencer pulled up to the Mystic Grill, parking next to dad's car. We walked inside and saw him at a booth, grading papers. The two of us slid into the seat opposite him.

"Hey dad." Spencer greeted.

"Hi girls, hope you don't mind, but I already ordered for the two of you." dad said, not looking up from his paper stack.

Strangely on cue, the waiter came to the table with a burger plate, no doubt was dad's, a fish strip basket, Spencer's order, and a small steak, which was mine. So glad my dad knew me so well.

"I'm impressed." Spencer chuckled, taking a bite of her battered fish.

"Thanks dad." I added, cutting into the steak. Cooked at medium rare, just the way I like it.

"You're welcome." dad replied, taking a bite of his burger before going back to grading papers.

"Now, what about the sides." I muttered, taking the menu and glancing over it.

"I'm thinking loaded cheese fries." Spencer suggested, licking her lips.

I scoffed. "Well I think a large order of mozzarella sticks would be better." I argued.

Spencer narrowed her eyes, "In your dreams sister." she rebuked.

"Dad, you're the swing vote." I told him, both me and Spencer staring at him.

Dad looked up at us and chuckled. "No way. I'm not choosing sides, solve this on your own." he told us.

Spencer glanced around the Grill, and a smile crossed her lips. She turned to me, and I could tell she wanted to make a wager. "A round of Pool." she suggested. "Winner chooses the side and the looser pays."

I narrowed my eyes in return. "Dear sister, are you sure you wanna challenge me?"

"A child of Ares never backs down from a challenge." Spencer reminded. "So yes, little sister, I am challenging you."

"This means war." I declared.

The two of us made our way to the Pool tables and Spencer set up while I grabbed the cue sticks.

NO POV

Jeremy sat at a table, enjoying his dinner and talking with his aunt about his extra credit assignment. He glanced up just as Lucy and Spencer set up one of the Pool tables and shook hands, like they were making a wager of some kind.

"Have you picked a topic?" Jenna asked, getting Jeremy's attention.

"No, not yet." Jeremy answered. "It's gotta be local and non-Internet research." he trailed off, looking at Lucy who broke the ball set.

"That's easy." Jenna chuckled. "You got all your dad's 'How the Gilberts came over on the Mayflower' stuff, all that family lineage from way back. It's all boxed up in the closet."

Jeremy nodded. Alaric walked up to the table and greeted them.

"This is my aunt Jenna." Jeremy introduced.

"It's nice to meet you." Alaric shook Jenna's hand and smiled.

"Jeremy was just telling me about his paper." Jenna said, smiling at her nephew. "Thanks for giving him another chance."

Alaric shrugged. "It was my first day and I wanted to make a good impression."

Jeremy chuckled and gathered up his things. "I'm gonna go say hi to Lucy, be right back." he patted his aunt's shoulder and walked over to the Pool table.

LUCY'S POV

I carefully angled myself and imagined the solid ball going into the pocket. I took a deep breath and struck the cue ball, and the solid number 2 ball went into the back, corner pocket, just like it wanted it.

"You little-" Spencer grunted, glaring at me.

I shrugged. "Oh, I can just smell a fresh order of mozzarella sticks now." I chuckled.

Spencer slugged my arm and took her position, carefully planning her next move.

"Yo, Lucy." I heard Jeremy call. I looked over my shoulder and saw him coming up to me.

"Isn't that the guy you were sitting with at lunch?" Spencer asked, hitting the cue ball, but her striped 15 ball missed the pocket she aimed for. "Damn."

"Yeah, his name's Jeremy, we're in all the same classes." I answered. "He seems cool."

"His sister Elena is in my grade." Spencer told me.

"Hi Jeremy." I greeted as he walked up to us. "What's up?"

"Nothing, I was just having dinner with my aunt and telling her about my extra credit paper." he replied. "You didn't tell me you play Pool."

I grinned. "Well, I'm a girl of many talents." I bragged. "Who's about to beat her big sister." I carefully looked at the table and planned my next move. I leaned into the table and tapped the cue ball, sending another solid into a side pocket. "Spence, you should just forfeit now, and save yourself humiliation."

"Not in a hundred year Luce." Spencer shot back, rolling her eyes.

"Is there anything you can't do?" Jeremy asked, leaning against the railing next to me.

"Refuse a challenge." I answered, as Spencer sunk her last remaining ball. "It's my fatal flaw I guess."

"Game match sis." Spencer sighed, leaning against the table. "Winner chooses, looser pays."

I smirked and measured the angles in my head, "Well then big sis, get out your wallet." I told her, preparing my shot. "8 ball, back left pocket." I called, striking the cue ball with medium force.

The black ball hit the side of the table and rolled towards the back left corner. It slowed down and just dropped into the pocket. I held up my cue stick, "Victory is mine."

"Shit." Spencer cursed.

I chuckled. "Yeah, make that order to go." I told her, putting the cue sticks up. "I might see if I can help Jeremy with his paper."

"Yeah, that would be great." Jeremy agreed.

Spencer rolled her eyes and pulled aside a waiter. I chuckled and took out all the balls from the pockets and set them back in the rack, that's when I felt the familiar chill from earlier in the school parking lot. I quickly glanced around and my eyes landed on three people sitting at the bar.

One was that Ava girl from school, the other two were, I guessed, her brothers, seeing as how they interacted. One brother resembled her in age, probably a fraternal twin. The second was a few years older, and had hair and eyes like Ava's. My instincts were screaming 'not-human', but I didn't know exactly how strong they were. I made a mental note to research the Salvatore family and keep a close eye on Ava, and her brothers.

Spencer handed me the order to go and I walked with Jeremy to his place, which wasn't to far from the Grill.

"So, it's just you, your dad and sister?" Jeremy asked as we walked.

I nodded, pulling my jacket closer around me. "Yeah, well, technically, Mr. Saltzman is my uncle." I admitted. "My mother was his younger sister."

Jeremy nodded. "Oh, did something happen to your mom?" he asked, sympathy in his eyes.

"Yeah, I was barely three. She was out with a group of her high school friends, and on their way back, a drunk driver hit them and the car wrapped around a tree." I told him, biting my lip. "She never made it to the hospital. I was too young to clearly remember her so, Alaric and Isobel adopted me. They're the only parents I've known."

Jeremy wrapped an arm around my shoulder, and I didn't push him away as I normally would someone else.

"Isobel was the only mother I knew, and she died two years ago." I went on, remembering the night when I came back from Camp after the Second Titan War.

FLASHBACK

I grabbed my luggage from the trunk of Christina's car, and she slammed the lid down. Freya was asleep in the passenger seat.

"Thanks sis, I appreciate the ride." I said, giving her a small hug.

"Anything for ya Luce." Christina said, climbing back into the driver's seat. "Don't be a stranger now."

I watched as she pulled away, turning the corner and heading to her own home, a Roadhouse in central Nebraska. I sighed and picked up my suitcase and duffle, walking into the apartment building and going up to the apartment where my family stayed.

However, when I got to my family's apartment, I saw a NCPD officer talking with my dad.

"Dad? What's going on?" I asked, running up to him.

He looked at me and pulled me into an embrace, squeezing me tightly. "Oh Lucy, I'm sorry you had to come home to this." he apologized, sniffling. "Something happened to Isobel."

"What?" I asked, pulling away and looking at him. "What happened to her?"

"She's missing." the NCPD officer answered. "But, I promise you, we'll do everything we can to find your mother."

"Thank you officer." dad said, shaking the man's hand before he left.

I walked inside and saw CSI techs taking pictures, and there was crime scene tape in front of the bedroom that dad and mom shared. Spencer was sitting on the couch with her knees up to her chest, and it looked like she had been crying too.

"Dad, what happened?" I asked, noticing the blood in his room.

"I think a vampire I responsible for this." he answered. "And I'm gonna find him."

I dropped my luggage by the couch and sighed, some welcome home this turned out to be.

END FLASHBACK

Jeremy unlocked his front door and invited me in. "I'm sorry Lucy, that must've been so hard for you."

"Yeah, but I'm okay." I informed, looking around the large house. "I have dad and Spencer, and at the end of the day, they're all I really need." I smiled at a framed photo of Jeremy and his sister, and two other people who I guessed were they're parents.

"Hey, I know how it feels." he said, standing beside me. "My parents died last spring in a car accident. They were driving and something happened, then the car went over Wickery Bridge, they didn't make it out."

I looked up at him, "I'm sorry." I muttered. "Anyway, uh which closet are those boxes in?"

"This one." Jeremy chuckled, opening the second hall closet.

He handed me a box and I took it into the living room. Jeremy set the next two next to it.

"Hey, that's a sweet choker necklace." he complimented, pointing to the leather choker I wore. "Is that a real arrowhead?"

I nodded, "Yeah, I found it at this summer camp I went to when I was ten." I lied. Well, it wasn't a total lie. "I thought it was cool so I made it into a choker. It fits my personality."

"What's written on the back of it?" he asked, turning the charm around. The look on his face was defiantly one of confusion.

"It's Greek, smart guy." I chuckled. "The head of the camp is really into Greek Mythology and stuff." I touched the arrowhead, feeling it hum with power. "It's 'Ἄρης', translation, Ares."

"The Greek God of War." Jeremy said.

That impressed me. "Exactly." I confirmed, smiling.

"And yeah, it does suit you." he added, going back to grab a few more boxes.

I stood there, still smiling, and yet, wondering why. I had only just met him and already it seemed like we were friends. I knew I shouldn't be making any, because any moment and monster could catch my scent and attack, and I didn't want to drag anyone into any danger, especially someone sweet, like Jeremy. But, a part of me wanted to be his friend, to have someone to talk to during lunch and after school, hell, even on weekends.

"Here's the last of them." he said, setting three more boxes down on the kitchen table.

"Man, your dad must've been a hoarder of family heritage." I chuckled, looking at the six boxes in front of us. "I'm sure you'll find something in here for your paper."

"Well, let's get started and see what's all in here." Jeremy cut open one box and started digging through it.

I opened up another and started going through it as well.

NO POV

"Hey Spencer." Ava greeted her new friend.

"Oh, hi Ava." Spencer replied, putting on a smile. "What's up?"

"Nothing, just hanging out with my brothers." Ava chuckled. "This is Stefan, my fraternal twin." she motioned to the brown-haired male beside her.

"Nice to meet you." Stefan greeted, shaking her hand.

Spencer nodded and felt something strange go through her when she touched Stefan's hand, but shook it off.

"And this is my older brother, Damon." Ava motioned to the black haired man to her left. "Brothers, this is Spencer, she's new."

"Welcome to Mystic Falls." Damon greeted, taking Spencer's hand.

As soon as their hands touched, an electric shock rippled through her she saw something that made no sense to her at all.

VISON

A young woman, who resembled Spencer in every detail ran through the woods in broad daylight, a smile on her face. Out of nowhere, Damon Salvatore came at her and pinned her to a tree. Both were wearing late 17th century clothing.

"Guess I win my dear." he chuckled.

The young woman sighed, "I can never beat you." she admitted. "But, it still is fun to try."

Damon tucked hair behind her ear, "You are a vision of beauty. Something I thought I would never see again."

She smiled as Damon planted a kiss on her lips, sending electric ripples throughout her body. Leaves at her feet began to dance around her, and the breeze blew through her hair.

"You always know how to make a girl feel special." she chuckled, smiling.

Damon caressed her jaw line, looking deep into her eyes. "I love you, my darling…"

END VISION

Spencer gasped and pulled away, looking into Damon's eyes. She had no idea what just happened.

"It was nice meeting you, but I should get going." Spencer smiled and walked away. As soon as she was out of the Grill, she jumped into her truck and drove home.

LUCY'S POV

A couple more hours went by and soon, Jenna came through the door, and I heard her and my dad laughing.

"Guess that's my cue to go." I chuckled, grabbing my jacket from the couch.

"Yeah, and hey, thanks for the help." Jeremy replied, handing me my purse.

"Anytime." I said. "So, I'll see you at school?"

Jeremy nodded. "Night Lucy."

"Night Jeremy." I gave him a small smile and met my dad on the front porch.

We walked back to his car and I climbed into the passenger seat.

"So, looks like you and your sister are already making friends." dad chuckled as he drove to the loft we were staying in.

"Well, she's already made like four, and I've just made one." I retorted, leaning against the window. "But, if you find the vampire that killed mom, and kill it, what happens after?"

Dad shook his head. "Let's just focus on trying to find out if vampires even live here." he told me.

"Well, I can tell you this much," I sighed, turning to look at him. "I can sense that something isn't right with this town. Something's here I can feel it."

"Then we'll need to be ready for what's to come then." dad said, glancing at me then back at the road. "You and your sister need to stay sharp, and keep your guard up."

I caressed the arrowhead with my father's name engraved on the back, it buzzed under my touch. "No need to worry about that." I assured. "I'm always sharp and guarded. And I'll be ready for anything."

Demi A/N2: I know, long chapter and nothing too exciting happened, I just wanted to introduce my characters and set the story's tone. Hope the POV switching wasn't too confusing, i'll try not to do too much in each chapter. I hope ya'll liked it, and plz review^^ I only own my OCs; Lucy, Spencer, and Ava.