Alright I know i said that i will be working mainly on you fanfic for the Omen, but i watched The Little Vampire again and i just had to write a story. and now onto the disclaimer

Disclaimer : I do not own the little vampire and or its characters. I do not own any song or lyrics in this story.

Sometimes Its Better Not Knowing

Chapter 1: I Am Goth So Get Over IT.

Just great, just peachy! The day I move in with my aunt and uncle, who are in Scotland, is the day some old hermit guy in a bulky, blinky red truck starts warning everyone of vampires. And I thought my little cousin Tony was bad about constantly rambling on about vampires, but no I was wrong on that one. I walked out of the castle-like house, that will be my new home for a while, to get more of my stuff from Uncle Bob's Land Rover. It was pretty sunny but not really warm so I just had on a black pair of pants, a black camisole and a white tank top over that. I also had on my favorite black jacket with red and white strips on the cuffs and the collar. The roar of an engine came up the drive way. The same red truck with blinky lights screeched to a halt. A man sauntered out and stepped up beside me.

"New to town eh?" Apparently, he had no Scottish accent. It was more of an English accent to tell the truth.

"Uh yeah, just getting moved into my aunt and uncles place. Look, I really shouldn't be talking to a stranger."

"Names Rookery. I'm not a stranger now am I?" He studied me for a moment. "Hey why are you in the shadows? And wearing dark clothes?"

"I don't like the sun." I turned to him. His eyes narrowed.

"That would explain the pale skin and the dark circles under you eyes…..vampire!" He reached into his belt and took out a wooden stake. He aimed it at my heart.

"Whoa, whoa I am not a vampire. Geez, here I'll show you." I stuck my hand out into the sunlight. "See?"

"Well since you didn't smolder into dust….I can trust you for now, but be warned, one particular clan favors this area."

"And you be warned, I'm Goth not a vampire. There is a difference." I glared at him. He still had the stake at the ready. I sighed and grabbed the last box of my stuff. I slammed the back hatch closed, causing the shade to disappear.

"You have quite the attitude. I don't think I like that."

"And I don't like crazy old vampire-slaying hermits accusing me of being a vampire. Now Leave." I hissed. I turned and started for the house. Mr. hermit guy- I mean Rookery didn't follow me. He got back into his truck and drove off. I shook my head and went inside. Aunt Dottie was in the kitchen making something, and uncle Bob was at work. I already got my clothes in my room, so I just needed to get all my other junk in there. I started to hull the countless boxes up the stairs, down the hall, and into my room.

(epic time warp -.- ok its not so epic)

Aunt Dottie called me into the kitchen for lunch. Tony was already at the table. "Hey kiddo."

"Hey Ember." He seemed worried.

"What's wrong Tony?''

"Nothing…" He trailed off. Aunt Dottie leaned down and whispered in my hear,

"He is getting s.h.o.t.s." She spelled out the word 'shots'. Tony must have heard because he flinched.

"Oh, I don't blame you Tony, I don't like needles either." I admitted. He seemed to brighten up a bit. Everything was silent for awhile. As three-o-clock struck on the coo-coo clock, Tony went pale like a sheet. Aunt Dottie got her keys, she then looked at me.

"Mind being alone for a few hours?"

"I don't mind. I'm just going to move some of the stuff that I don't need right now to the cellar." When I mentioned the cellar Tony's head shot up.

"Ember, you don't want to go down there."

"Why?"

"Snakes and spiders and stuff."

"Tony," I chuckled. "I'm a fifteen year old, I can handle my self."

"But-"

"I promise that I will just put the boxes in a corner then I'll come right back up, O.K.?"

"O.K., just be careful."

"I will." I reassured him. Aunt Dottie smiled and got Tony into the car. I watched as they pulled out of the drive. Soon I was left in this castle-like house, alone. Curse my love of horror movies. I roamed through the house until I was bored enough to actually move my stuff to the cellar. I piled all the boxes at the cellar door. I fiddled with the handle, yep just like everything in this house, it was old. I took out my Ipod and turned it on. I took the headphones out and balanced it on top of the stack of boxes. Vampires Will Never Hurt You by My Chemical Romance echoed through the cellar as I walked down the stairs. I hummed along with it as I reached the bottom. I found an adequate corner and stalked the boxes there. It was getting very muggy down here so I took off my jacket. Something rolled off the pile of old rugs and skidded across the floor. I looked at the shiny object from the other side of the room. I slowly walked over to it and picked it up. Suddenly I heard a faint hiss in the background. Alright maybe there where snakes down there. I looked around, nothing except a sea of boxes. I studied the object, it was a metal facet for clothes made in the Shakespearean era. I roamed through the cellar trying to find the right place for it. I forgot that my Ipod was on, still blaring music. I shuffled through till I found the right one. I smirked as If I Was Your Vampire by Marilyn Manson practically reverberated through my skull. Believe It or not this cellar echoed…a lot. I sang along as I hunted through the mass of crates blocking the west side.

"6 a.m. Christmas morning no shadows, No reflections here, Lie cheek to cheek In your cold embrace."

"So soft and so tragic As a slaughter house. You press the knife Against your heart say,"I love you, so much you must kill me now." "

"I love you So much You must kill me now."

I felt like I was being followed.

"If I was your vampire, Certain as the moon, Instead of killing time, We'll have each other Until the sun."

"If I was your vampire ,Death waits for no one hold my hands Across your face, Because I think Our time has come."

"Digging your smile apart With my spade-tongue. And the hole is where the heart. We built this tomb together, And I won't fill it alone."

"Beyond the pale Everything is black, No turning back"

"If I was your vampire, Certain as the moon, Instead of killing time, We'll have each other Until the sun."

"If I was your vampire, Death waits for no one hold my hands Across your face, Because I think Our time has come"

"Blood-stained sheets In the shape of your heart,This is where it starts...Blood-stained sheets In the shape of your heart,This is where it starts this is where it will ehd here comes the moon again."

"6:19 and I know I'm ready Drive me off the mountain you'll burn, I'll eat your ashes impossible wheels seducing Our corpse."

I tuned around. I knew someone else was down here. I turned off my Ipod and stuck it in my pocket. I backed up slowly and, well, I fell. I heard scuffling coming from…..the ceiling?.

A/N: i will except flames...but i will view them as mearly constructive crititicism ok?