Chapter One

This is just something I really wanted to try after watching A Little Vampire. It's only a short story – six chapters – and I've finished writing it.

Disclaimer – I do not own A Little Vampire but I do own Miss Unnamed.

Rudolph Sackville-Bagg flew over the dark country of Scotland, spotting distant lights several miles away. His small form gracefully twisted through the air in his bat form as he tried to find a hint of inspiration for the search of the Stone of Attamon that would save his family from eternal night. He had no such luck and decided to land in a cemetery to conserve his strength so he would make it home in one piece. His mother would not be best pleased if he fell out of the sky – again. The tombstones varied in height, width and shape around him. Some were covered with twisting vines and others were fresh. Rudolph knew there would be new bodies underneath the recently disturbed ground and groups of light smelling flowers. Sighing, the young vampire plonked himself down on the nearest rock and placed his dark haired head in his pale, cold hands. Would he and his family ever be free of this curse? Or would they be cursed to 'live' for a further three hundred years to gain even another sliver of hope? Sighing, Rudolph turned his eyes to the cloud covered stars in the deep blanket of deep blue sky.

"Will we ever be free?" His miserable thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a deep, threatening laugh. His head swung around to see the leather clad vampire hunter that had been after Rudolph's family for centuries, generations of vampire hunters attempting to stake them or burn them or torture them with the holy cross. Just behind the hunter rested the dark red truck that Rudolph knew was full of weapons and such to kill vampires with.

"A little vampire," the vicious man mocked and Rudolph stumbled off of his rock, ready to take flight but finding himself unable because of lack of strength. His back hit a very tall tombstone and the ridges told the young one that it had a statue at his height. If his heart had had the ability to beat, it would have been thundering out of his small chest. Why had he gone out alone? Why hadn't he brought Gregory or even Anna with him!? The dark hunter, Rookery, laughed lowly as he advanced and Rudolph tried to take flight. It did not work and he was left grounded and helpless. Rookery snatched a wooden cross from the back of his belt and Rudolph noted with terror that it had a sharpened end to make it a weapon also. Three hundred years old he may have been but he could not fight a grown man with a vampire repellent and a stake. Rudolph closed his eyes, his advanced ears telling him that Rookery was only two feet away. With a yell from the vampire hunter, Rudolph knew his life was over until a crack sounded that wasn't from his ribs cracking under the force of the stake or his head smacking against the statue behind him. The 'nine year old' vampire slowly opened his dark eyes and gaped at the sight in front of him. Rookery had stumbled backwards from the force of what Rudolph assumed to be a kick from the girl in front of him. He could only see her back and noticed she was dressed in black jeans with knee high leather boots and a black turtleneck jumper. Her fists were clenched and she had a shock of ginger hair flowing down her back in messy knots.

"Have you ever heard the phrase 'pick on someone your own size'?" the girl asked snottily, taking a step towards Rookery who leapt to his feet and pointed his cross at her. She only laughed sarcastically and Rudolph deduced that the stranger was not a vampire. He also noticed that she wasn't exactly Rookery's size either.

"Not a vampire, eh?" Rookery sneered, stepping closer. Then, he lunged and Rudolph winced as the girl landed on the floor. But she kicked Rookery's ankles viciously. The plan backfired though and Rookery landed on top of the girl. This time, Rudolph knew that the nasty crack came from her and not Rookery. She gave a low shriek but shoved Rookery off all the same. Whipping out what looked like a very shiny knife, Rudolph gaped as she placed it to Rookery's neck.

"Leave him alone or I will kill you and let him drink you like you fear most." Rudolph gulped nervously but decided that it wasn't the best time to point out that he did not tend towards human blood. Rookery glowered at the girl and she pressed harder on his jugular.

"This isn't over," the vampire hunter snarled before backing away to his truck and leaving. The girl turned towards Rudolph and he analysed her carefully, taking in the dark brown eyes, the button nose, the high cheekbones and Cupid's bow lips. She was around sixteen years old and was smiling hesitantly at him and he could understand.

"Who are you?" he asked in his English accent and she laughed brightly, in stark contrast to the dark cemetery they were stood in.

"I'm a hunter." Rudolph heard her fading Scottish accent, like she had been in England before returning back before he instinctively stepped back and she shook her head in amusement. "I am not after you, little vampire. But I will be around so just call if you need me." She turned to leave but Rudolph stopped her.

"What's your name?" he called after her. She didn't stop and increased her pace instead.

"All in good time, junior. All in good time!" she replied before exiting the cemetery gates and leaving a flabbergasted Rudolph behind. Shaking his head, he sat down to wait for the energy to fly and contemplated the girl who'd saved his life.

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"Rudolph, darling, thank Heavens you're safe!" his mother cried as soon as he entered the crypt their family stayed in. Her arms engulfed him anxiously and he hugged her back reluctantly before pulling away. "Where were you, dear?" she demanded in her airy voice. Her blonde hair was solidified into a high style and she was wearing elegant clothes of another time. Rudolph noticed Gregory mooch in followed by a breezy Anna and brooding father.

"I was recovering my strength, mother. I tired myself out with flying," Rudolph answered as honestly as possible, debating whether or not to tell his family about the strange girl. Anna skipped forward, her long, blonde and wavy hair swinging with every step.

"What more is there, brother dearest? You must tell all." He glowered in her direction unhappily before facing the rest of his family.

"What is it, Rudolph?" his mother asked kindly and he sighed.

"Rookery found me in the other cemetery," he admitted and a gasp exited his mother's mouth whilst his father looked stubbornly stiff. Gregory looked bored beyond belief and Anna looked hopeful.

"Are you alright? Did he hurt you?" Freda, his mother, instantly fretted and Rudolph held off her worrying for the time being.

"I am fine, mother. Someone saved me."

"Another vampire?" his father, Fredrick, demanded and Rudolph shook his head, baffling Fredrick. Gregory dramatically leant against a wall nearby with a look of someone forced into something.

"All she said was that she was a 'hunter' and she would be around for help if I needed her," Rudolph answered which prompted a snort from Gregory.

"A girl rescued you? Are you sure you weren't imagining it?"

"Now, now, Gregory, you shouldn't judge. This girl saved Rudolph's life and has implied a promise of help in the future. She is no enemy and even Rudolph's imagination is not so wild as to conduct this kind of story," Freda interjected and the youngest boy nodded instantly. Gregory rolled his eyes.

"I still think he made this girl up," he insisted before waltzing off somewhere. Rudolph shrugged airily.

"She'll be around," he reiterated before moving out of the crypt to look at the moon. He knew she would be somewhere, looking out for him for some reason.

Yeah, so there it is! I hope it's acceptable. If it's not obvious, this is set during the film. Anyway, I'll update depending on reviews/alerts etc because I want to know people actually like it and I'm not wasting my time. Love Bianca :) x