She sat it the dark corner of the room with her head resting on her knees as her dark raven hair fell in front of her face.

Every thing she loved was gone and now there was nothing left of her to save.

She sat there crying until she heard a crow near by she lifted her head

up to see a black crow sitting on the floor in front of her just staring at her.

"Oh go away" she cried but the bird just stared at her like it was looking into her soul with it black hole eyes that went on forever into blackness.

"Oh what do you want" she asked the crow.

The crow just simply opened its wings and flew on her knee.

She slowly reached her hand out to pet it but it peaked her finger, she pulled her hand back quickly and watched the blood run down her hand.

"Ouch what did you do that for" she asked angrily the crow just

simply stuck its tongue out and licked the blood off its beak.

"Here" she said as she open her hand out for it to lick the blood off her hand.

The crow looked at her for a moment before it stuck its black tongue out and began to lick the blood off.

She watched it with curiosity as it slowly licked all the blood off.

"Well come on" she said as she held out her arm of it.

The crow looked at her for a moment before it walked up her and perched its self on her shoulder.

She slowly got up from the floor and walked home and climbed up

the drain pipe and into her window but the crow flew off her should and sat at her window and looked at her.

"Are you going to come in, come on get in here" she said waiting to see if it would come in.

The crow flew in and landed on her dresser.

She stared at it for a few minutes before going to the window and shutting it.

She then walked over to her dresser and pulled out a tank top and shorts and went to the bath room and took a shower and got ready for bed.

When she came out the crow was on her bed.

"What do you think you are doing on my bed" she asked but once again the crow looked at her.

"Fine do what ever, but I am going to bed" she said as she climbed into bed and turned off her lights and fell asleep.

That night she had a really weird dream the crow turned into a person and was a really hot guy with jet black hair and a leather jacket and black jeans.

The person was gorgeous but she got a really bad feeling like he was some how evil and every hair on her arm stood on end.

And when he talked she got that flight or fight feeling you know like the voice in side your head that tells you that a person is dangers.

First he asked me my name which I told him Sarah.

"Well Sarah would you like to dance he asked as the room changed into a ball room and one of those really old ones

that have mirrors all round the room.

At first all I wanted to do was run but then some thing came over me like it was not a question at all more like a command.

And I said "I would love to" and as I walked over to him my tank top and shorts turned into a red

Victorian dress that fell to the floor but fit tightly to me and showed off every curve of my body.

And as I looked up his clothes had changed to and he now wore an all black tux.

He extended his hand out to me and we began to dance and some how there was music playing some where.

But after what seemed to be hours of dancing he went behind me and I could not move I tried as hard as I could to move what was wrong with me why could I not move I wondered.

And I started to panic more when I felt his cold lips kiss up and down my neck as he held me there glued to him.

And my fears came to life more when I felt a searing pain in my neck.

I wanted to scream out in pain but I was frozen.

Soon I woke up from my night mare at seven a clock in the morning as my alarm clock went off.

I slowly got up and looked around for the crow from last night but he was gone and typed to my dresser was a note with a black crow feather attached to it.

I quickly read the note and ran to the bath room to look in the mirror the note read.

Thanks for last night your blood was so tasty. Ps I will see you around Damon.