A/N: My very own creation. lol This is a story about my character, and my friend's characters. I'm actually working on this and making it a manga. So please do not steal anything. I have worked very hard on my character and this story so please no stealing.

1: Enter the Heroine

Once upon a time…haha…Just kidding. This is no fairytale. No sappy love-struck princesses and noble knights of any sort. For many years, humans have told stories of magical creatures, and immortal beings. There have been rare sightings of these creatures. Are they real? Or maybe some kind of illusion. Perhaps they are just a figment of our imagination. That's what some choose to believe. However, if you ever find yourself cornered by a vampire or maybe a goblin, I'm sure you would choose to believe at that time wouldn't you?

Our story begins late at night in the streets of New York…

"Huff…huff…huff…," the young man was leaning against the garbage dump, clearly out of breath. He had been running for a good thirty minutes now. "I…I think I lost them.," he said hopefully.

The streets of New York was no place to be at this time of night. Most people would be afraid of being mugged or possibly kidnapped. But no. This young man was clearly afraid of something else.

The young man heard a loud thud from behind. He quickly pulled out his pocket knife from his leather coat. He slowly stood up, holding the knife in front of him ready to defend himself. A low growl caught his attention as he whirled around to find no one standing behind him.

"Show yourself!!!," he yelled into the darkness of the alley. "I don't know what you want, but I don't have any money okay?! Please, leave me alone!!," his hand that was gripping the knife was now shaking. He gulped loudly as sweat dripped off his chin.

"You know…you could hurt yourself with that," a dark figure said casually as he emerged from the darkness. "You're really just making things difficult. Why don't you just put the knife up, okay?"

The dark figured appeared to be a very handsome man. His silver hair shined beautifully in the moonlight. He was dressed in a Victorian style tux. His skin was very pale, and his eyes were glowing red.

"Wh-What do you want?!," the young man yelled at the strangely dressed gentlemen. "I already told you I don't have any money!"

"Money?,"the silver-haired man chuckled softly. "Who said anything about money? No, my good sir. I bear no need for money." he grinned as he slowly approached the frightened man.

"St-Stay back!," he warned holding the knife up. "I swear to God I'll kill you, man! ,"he was not bluffing.

"Now now…its useless to resist." the silver-haired man grinned slowly. Fangs slowly extended from his mouth. He was a vampire.

"Oh, my Go-"his eyes widened in horror as the silver-haired man grabbed him by his jacket and pulled him roughly to him.

"Mmmm…such a wonderful scent.," the vampire licked his lips as he slowly leaned in to sink his fangs into the soft flesh of the young man's neck.

"Geez. You vamps never stop do you?," a voice came from above.

"What?," the vampire jerked his head up and saw a slender figure standing on the roof top of a building.

"I'm referring to you, garlic-breath," the figure held up a small orb and tossed it high in the air. The orb the exploded into a blinding light.

"Arrrrgh!!!" the vampire screamed in pain as the bright light burned his skin. "D-Dammit!!"

The figure leaped off of the rooftop and landed gracefully on the ground. The mysterious stranger pulled off the hoody that concealed her face. She smiled cunningly at the vampire. Her ears were pointed which meant that she was of the Elvish race.

"Oops. Did that hurt?," she asked crossing her arms. "Sorry, I forgot you blood-suckers don't like a little sunshine."

"Who the hell are you?!," the vampire snarled at the Elf as he covered the burnt half of his face with his hand.

"Well I'm not Buffy if thats what you're thinking." the Elf raised an eyebrow. She turned to the young man who was now sitting on the ground trembling slightly at what had just happened. "The names Rynn." she grinned with pride. "Rynn Rosehart!"

The vampire's eyes widened. Rynn Rosehart was known throughout the world. Her name had been mentioned in countless stories in the Magic Realm. Some say that she is the daughter of a god. Some say that the Sun bore her into this world to protect the innocent from evil. There are many rumors and stories of Rynn Rosehart. So how could this young Elf be the infamous Rynn Rosehart?

"Bah! You couldn't possibly be Rynn Rosehart,"the vampire glared. "Rynn Rosehart is an ancient warrior of legends. She's over 700 years old!! They say that she has the body of a greek goddess. How could a puny little whelp like you be the mighty Rynn Rosehart?"

Rynn's eye twitched slightly. "Okay,one. I am NOT that old." she put her hands on her hips. "Two. Who the hell are you to call me puny?!"

The vampire growled and dashed towards Rynn. He extened his claws on both hands and slashed at Rynn. Luckily, Rynn was quick enough to dodge the attack. She leaped onto the dumpster and quickly drew her sword. The light from the moon reflected off the blade and blinded the vampire. Rynn then took the chance to finish him off. With one quick sweep of her sword she cut the vampire in half. The vampire's body turned to ash and blew away.

"Filthy vermin," Rynn said blowing the ash off her sword. She turned to the young man who was now staring at her as if she was a ghost. "Hey, are you okay?" she asked sweetly.

"Gah! G-Get away from me!" the man stood up and ran past Rynn. "Freaks! Freaks in New York!!"

"Well. Thats gratitude for ya,"Rynn sighed slightly. "Might as well head home, I guess." she said looking at the time on her phone. Her ears perked up as her cellphone began to ring. The caller ID appeared as 'Dad'. Rynn groaned and cursed under breath. She pressed the green button on her phone and held it up to her ear. "Hello?"

"Rynn? Where are you?" a male voice spoke.

"Hey,Dad. I'm just out in about." Rynn leaned against a brick wall.

"Out in about doing what?,"her dad asked.

"Just doing...whatever I guess."Rynn shrugged. God, she hated explaining things to her dad.

"Well,your Mother and I want you to come home. Its late and its dangerous out there."

"Dad, I'm eighteen. I think I can take care of myself."

"Rynn,don't argue. Just do as I say. You understand?"

"Okay,fine. I'll be home in a little bit."

"Alright, bye."

Rynn hung up her phone and sighed softly. She pulled out a cigarette from her pocket and lit it with her lighter. She slumped down to the ground and sat in silence as she smoked.

"I don't want to go home,"she said to herself as she took another drag.

Next time: Rynn tries to handle the pressure from her parents,while confronting a beautiful thief.

A/N: The next chapter is when things get good. XD I'll update asap.