Disclaimer: You all know it, I hope that you do anyways. Well I do not own any thing of Batman as you well know but I do own my characters.

Well let's start off with my name then I will tell you my story. My name is Lia, I had last name once but I dropped it after I was changed. Changed as in how well don't worry I am getting to that. You see I am not human I am a vampire, a blood-sucking leech. Yep that's right you heard me and they do exist. The stories that you hear about us are mostly false. No garlic, holy water, and crosses do not repel us. A stake through the heart will not kill us. Some of us do sleep in coffins and the sun can kill us. Although we can survive in it for a few hours we just need a lot of blood, A LOT.

We can eat normal mortal food ,although we do not have to use the bathroom. We all have some person to watch over us during the day when we are at our weakest. I never learned about our origins, because I simply do not care. Oh and apparently after some of get to a certain age we can attain powers. Don't ask me what they because I do not know yet or do I.

Ok so I think that I covered the basics. Now onto my story, I was born on All Hallow's Eve, now known as Halloween. It was October 31 of the year 1568. I think it was a few years after Shakespeare was born. My mother was a prostitute, so I never knew my father, but I assumed he wasn't English due to my looks. She would beat me and sell my like she did herself. So I naturally grew up in the business, never having hopes of anything else. It was October 2 of the year 1600, I was to be 22 in a couple of weeks. My 'boss' told me that I had an appointment and this inn, I can't remember the name but I can remember who I had met with that changed my life forever

Before I left to go and meet him I quickly slipped into a more 'attractable' dress. It was black and purple, and it showed a lot of cleavage. I looked at myself in the mirror, I saw my pale skin, slim body, black hair and piercing blue eyes. My looks always caused an outrage, I didn't exactly look 'English'. They always said that I was a demon in human form but the men seemed to like it even more making me the most wanted whore. I hate my life, I live day to day waiting for something to end my pathetic worthless life but it never came. I walked towards the inn, getting a few cat calls on the way as it is natural for a prostitute.

When I got to the inn, my boss led me to the room that I was going to be working in. When I got there I saw a man in a nice suit, all black, and I thought that it was a bit odd, but who am I to judge.

"Excuse me sir, are you the gentleman that has called for me?" I asked in a small voice.

He turned around and what I saw shocked me. There before stood the most handsome man I have ever seen. He was around 6 feet tall. He had dark brown hair and matching eyes. He skin was glowing almost, here before me, a mere whore, was a god like man. All I could do was stare.

"So you are the infamous 'Demon Whore', not bad if I must say so" He said while looking me up and down. I blushed at his comment, I knew that they talked about me but I never knew that I was this famous. If that's what you would call it. He then lunged at me sinking his teeth into my neck. I let out a 

blood curling scream. He held onto me tightly, my scream died down. I felt my life begin to slip away, my arms fell to the floor. 'I can't believe that all my suffering is finally going to end.' I thought to myself.

"Little one you are not going to die so soon, you are going to be my new play thing" He said gently dropping me to the floor. He then cut his wrist and parted my mouth. I felt the hot liquid slide into my mouth. It tasted so good. I soon found myself grabbing onto his arm and sucking away trying to get as much as possible.

He suddenly jerked away his arm. I layed back down onto the floor. I laughed a chilling laugh. Then I pain overtook my body and I turned over and cringed in pain. I whimpered, it felt as if my inside were on fire and getting ready to explode any minute. Then is just stopped. I quickly recovered and raised off the floor. I looked over the man and saw him smirking at me. I stood up, I walked over to him when my boss walked into the room.

"Hey bud, your time is up, now pay." He said I could smell the alcohol. The man walked over to him and grabbed a hold of his arm and them behind his back. My boss looked like he was ready to piss his pants. He was shaking, I could hear his heart quicken , the blood pulsing.

"Now fro your fist lesson, how to feed." He said with an evil glint in his eyes.

I walked over to him and slowly raised my hand to his neck. I tilted my head to get a better biting angle. I felt my fangs come out. I bit into this neck roughly. The blood poured into my mouth. It was like my drug and I was the druggie. I just wanted more. The man shoved me off of my boss causing me to land onto the floor.

"DO NOT EVER TAKE A LIFE WHEN FEEDING!" He yelled. I just looked at him confused.

"Their last drop is like poison and it will kill us." He said silently, then letting go of my boss causing him to land on the floor with a loud thud. He walked over to me and offered his hand. I took it, he then wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a hug and I returned it. We just stood there, two immortals. He pulled away—

"My name is Lulach" He said as he took my hand and we walked outside leaving the dead man on the floor.

We were lovers for a little over 100 years. It was amazing. When two vampires make love, well let's just say there's nothing like it. He taught me everything I needed to know. He made me stronger, gave me confidence and still he would not tell me about his past. He was killed, decapitated to be exact, by some local villagers. I was out hunting and they got him. In a fit of rage I killed the whole village. An eye for an eye as I see it and I still do. I slept after that for a couple hundred of years. When I awoke it was around 1850, or something like that. I awoke to a whole new world. I was a changed woman, I became more demented, I guess after losing your lover for a little over a hundred years then murdering a whole village as revenge can change a woman.



I quickly adjusted to the new lifestyle. Also I quickly became rich, my food was my bank. I made them my dinner then took their food. The years seemed to pass by with little or no effort. Its been almost 200 years since I awoke. I traveled the world looking for another of my knid but I never found one. I was alone. It is 1990 I was in America, a fairly new land and yet the people here act as if they are the top of the fucking food chain. If only they knew. I was in another city looking for someone who might want to work with me. They would watch me during the day and help me with anything that I would need. I believe that I was in a city called New York, I was walking in an alleyway when I heard something. I used my acute hearing to see what it was. By the sound of the heart it was a human.

"Come out, come out where ever you are" I sang.

Suddenly a boy of about 11 walked out he had a gun and pointed it at me. he had dirty blond hair. When I say dirty I do not mean the color but I mean it had dirt caked in it. He was a small thing only coming up to about my mid-stomach. He wore tattered clothes, no doubt an orphan and homeless. Perfect.

"Give me your moneys!" He said with a smile on his lips.

"Hahahaha. Boy do you really think a mere gun and harm me?" I asked playfully. He had a confused look on his face.

"what are you talkin' bout' yous human and can die too!" he yelled. He is so cute. I moved with lightning speed and took his gun. He looked shocked. I then broke the gun, yeah that's right I broke it. He was scared, I could smell it. I gave him a smile showing off my fangs.

"You..you..you..what are you?" Amazingly the buy hasn't ran yet.

"I am a vampire and my name is Lia. Tell me how would you like a home and a very good paying job?" I asked him. He looked thoughtful for a few moments.

"What do I gots to do?"He asked me. So that was how my new friendship began. He became a son to me. He helped me with covering up bodies and protected me during the day. I taught him who to be stealthy like a ninja, I showed him how to use swords and knives and yes of course guns. His aim was perfect. He said that he didn't have a name so I gave him one, Brandon. We grew really close, he began to call me mom and I began to call him son. It was the closest thing to a child that I could ever hope to get. I have been looking for a new city to stay in. With all of the homelss going missing, it eventually begins to raise a few eyebrows. I found this city named Gotham. I searched it and found that the crime rate there is very high.

"Brandon, come here quick!" I yelled, he came running in with a burger in his hand. He had picked up this goth punk thing, and some of it had rubbed off onto me. He loved the color black and was wearing a pair of black slacks with black converses. His black shirt clung to his ripped chest. He had a red studded belt, that wasn't in the belt loops. There was also another white belt under it that had a sword on it. I gave it to him on his 18th birthday. He wore a dog collar, his blonde hair was spiked and his green eyes were just staring at me.



"What do you know of Gotham City?"I awaited his reply while he finished chewing what he had in his mouth.

"It would be a great place to go because of the crime rate, we would be able to stay longer if that's what you were asking." He said then left.

I sighed, well Gotham City here we come. I bought two airplane tickets for it. I then found a beautiful home on the outskirts of the city. I e-mailed the movers with our current address and our new one telling them to have everythint there by the time we got there. We leave in a couple of day and I am really excited to be moving, for some strange reason. The two days passed quickly as we each packed everything. When the movers came they looked at our furniture a little weirdly but that's ok. I mean come on, a vampire living in a normal house is just not happening. When night came I climbed out of the basement.

Brandon was waiting for me outside of the door. We walked outside to the limo waiting for us, you know I got to ride in style though. The driver opened the door for us and we climbed in. I looked down at what I was wearing. I had on a black and purple corset that reminded me of my human days. I had on a black mini-skirt with ripped fishnets and a pair for mid-calf combat boots. I wore simple bracelets and a simple choker that had a silver bat pendant attached to it. I looked over to Brandon and he had the clothes on from the other day.

"Brand-"He cut me off.

"Yeah yeah I know what you were going to ask. Why do I have on the same clothes. Well I forget to pull out some while I was packing so um yeah." He looked and me and smiled a goofy grin. I just shook my head.

When we got to the airport, the driver opened the door for us and let us out. We walked through the airport together. Most people probably thought that we were a couple. That's always a funny thought. We were able to get through security with Brandon's sword only by me controlling the guard into doing it. We finally go onto the plane. When Brandon began to chat with me. We were talking away all through the flight when I realized something.

"Um Brandon I forgot something reallllllyyyyy important."I said with a puppy dog face. Since meeting him he changed me, he made me realize my human feelings and that I do not have to be a 'typical horror film vampire' as he put it.

"Oh no what is it?" He asked.

"I forget to eat."I said quietly.

"WHAT!!" He yelled causing the rest of the first class to turn around to look at us.

"Um yeah so when we land you go to the house while I go to eat." I said in an almost whisper. I didn't want to attract any more attention than necessary.



"But you don't know where we live and you don't know the city."

"I can follow your scent and I am pretty sure that I can find food close to our new place." I said with pleading eyes.

"Ugh alright just remember the cell phone that I got you, cause that telepathetic stuff that you do to me always freaks me out."

"You know after 17 years I figure that you would be use to it by now. But since you are a pansy I could see why."

"Yeah I kno—hey wait why did you just call me a pansy?"

"Um the plane is getting ready to land, buckle up." I said to quickly change the subject.

"No its no—"He was cut off by the pilot telling us to buckle up and that we were getting ready to land.

After we got off of the plane I followed Brandon outside to the limo awaiting. He got in I said good-bye to him and told him not to wait up. I made sure that no one was looking over at me. I quickly ran off at top speed. It felt so good I eventually caught up to the limo and told Brandon good night. I ran into the city then climbed onto the rooftops. I jumped across them trying to spot an easy victim. I did not want to have to fight now. I spotted a homeless guy in an alleyway. I quietly dropped behind him. I stood up and tapped him on the shoulder. When he turned around I had my fangs in his neck. He struggled but it was useless. The blood tasted so good. He quickly died and I let him fall to the ground. Suddenly there was an applause. I looked around to see a guy with greasy green wavy hair. A white painted face, black around his eyes giving him a drak and evil look. He had a red twisted grin that was over some scars that gave him an ever-lasting smile. His clothes were just plain out weird; he wore a purple jacket, green vest and a well I think it was alight purple shirt with some crazy ass design. He had purple pants that had stripes. Over all my type of man….NOT.

"What a show you can put on."

"Hmph and who are you?" I asked annoyed that someone would watch me eat.

"Hahahahaha…that's for me to know and for you to find out." He then walked up to me. He reached into his coat and pulled out some card. He handed it to me.

"Call me when you want to have a playmate!" He then walked out of the alleyway. I looked at the card and just chuckled to myself. I was going to like living here.