DARK ELEMENT
...:...:.:.:.Dawn of Shadows.:.:.:...:...

Xiao stood on the roof of a suburban house. Her sleek winter-white werewolfen coat was agitated by the wind as she stared down her silver haired opponet, Danny Phantom.

"You can't beat me apparation. I'm out of your area of expertise." she growled at him.

"You may not be a ghost, but I'm taking you down for your wrong doings!" he yelled back. He shot a beam of green energy at her. With her keen animalistic reflexes, she easily dodged the blast.

"I could keep this up all night." she chukled at him, tail twitching back and forth. Danger flashed in her baked golden eyes. "Besides, all I did was a little theivery."

"It's still against the law!" He dove at her for a melee assult. She grabbed his shoulders and pushed him down against the roof. She licked his jaw.

"Till next time." She whispered, jumping off of him. He sat up and watched as she lept swiftly from one roof to another.

"Who was that?"

"Guys I'm telling you, it was a a werewolf!" Danny murmured to Sam and Tucker during lunch period.

"A werewolf? Come on Danny, it wasn't even a full moon." Sam said incredulously.

"Excuse me..." said a soft voice. It was a girl with platinum blonde hair falling chin length in back coming to an inch and a half past her shoulders in front. Her nose was peirced, and her ears were peicred, four on the right, three and a slice on the left. Her eyes were a honey brown, almost gold. Her cheek bones were high, and her anglular face was lean. She wore large baggy black-grey jeans covered in straps, a plain muscle-T, all manerisms of belts, black jelly braclets, a black silk choker, and heavy combat boots. "May I sit here?"

"No." Tucker said, eyes narrowed. She looked at her food tray.

"Okay, I understand." She walked away and leaned against the wall. Dash whispered something to the other football players, and walked over to her.

"Hey punker-bitch! Get the hell out of my school." He spat at her.

"Please don't make me hurt you." she said.

"Hurt me? You need to be shown your place." Dash aimed a clumsy blow at her stomach. She grabbed his fist, threw him back and pulled out a long pole-staff like thing (yah, you know what I mean) seemingly from nowhere. She span it in front of her chest before pointing on of the ends at Dash's chin.

"I know my place." She said. She backed out of her offensive stance. The staff retracted into a hand-held size, which she put in her back pocket.

Lancer grabs her upper arm from behind. "Wepons at school, attacking another student, and inappropriate dress, quite an acomplishment for your first day. Come with me to my office."

"Fine, here's my home phone number, but no one will be there."

"Then give me your parent's work number."

"Can't."

"Why not?"

"No parents to call."

"... I'm sorry, I didn't know. Is there a foster parent? a relitive?"

"Just me."

"Well, I'm going to give you detention, and assign you a student counsilor(sp?)."