Chapter One Embedded in Skulls

Disclaimer: I Do NOT OWN Vampire Kisses!!!!!!

First time writing an online fanfic in awhile. Hopefully it'll be good.

It was a beautiful dark night out, the sky was clear of clouds and a person could see straight up into whatever the hell was above. Each star was like a burning LED light. They flickered, as if they were trying to signal each other. Their pale light was beautiful, to think the stars out there could be bigger then the sun in our solar system... or were they smaller? I for the life of me, could not remember. I felt like I should know. I wanted to sit up, but I couldn't. Now that I thought of it, my neck was stiff, and so were my shoulders. What had I been doing? It was freezing up, and I can see my breath. Why can't I move? I had the nagging feeling I should be doing something, I scanned my memories for whatever I was suppose to be doing. Nope, it's all a blank, this entire night is a blank. I felt the surface under me with my hands, it was smooth, yet rough. Not bumpy... the feeling gave me chills. I pushed off the ground, my hand slipping on the rounded surface underneath me. I cracked my shoulders and looked down. My black clothes were torn to shreds, just scantily counting as clothes anymore. My neck was throbbing. I looked at the ground and my eyes widened. A loud shriek erupted from my lips before I could bite it back. I was laying in a pile.... a pile of skulls! This had to be some kinda sick joke. Someone was messing with me... I had enemies... Trevor Mitchel. He... he was a rival of mine, right? From what I could remember through my throbbing headache I could see him doing mean things to me. And he did have the resources to buy tons of fake skulls. I shakilly lifted one into my hand, a spider crawled out of the eye socket and onto my hand. I screamed and dropped it, flinging my hand frantically to get rid of the little vermin. The skull fell and cracked. Plastic wouldn't crack like that... and it didn't feel like THAT. I looked up at the sky again, I was in a pit... a pit full of skulls. I carefully stood up and dug my hands into the dirt. I pulled up and forced myself out of the ground. When I was on the surface I looked at the pit full of skulls. It wasn't a pit... it was a grave. I looked around, why the hell was I in a graveyard! I looked around and shivered. I liked graveyards... at least from what I could remember. This place was giving me the creeps. I heard a step from the side. I turned and let out a hiss.

"Raven! Oh thank goodness I found you!" Exclaimed the old man. He was a creepy and slightly haunched, I didn't the way he knew my name.

"Why were you looking for me?" I demanded.

"You have to get inside before the sun rises... Alexander has been worried terribly about you." The creepy man explained.

"What are you talking about! Who the hell is Alexander...." I yelled. He acted as if he knew me. He took a step forward and I took one back before turning and running towards the nearest gate. I jumped straight over and ran down the steet. I didn't know what that creep wanted, and I certainly didn't want to find out.

When I had gotten home that night my parents lashed out at me like no ones business. I went to me room, grabbed new clothes, showered and cuddled under the covers. I wonder what their problem is. So I was half an hour late for curfew. I didn't feel like telling them that I couldn't even remember the better half of the night. I couldn't remember a lot of things. Like why there was a cat in my room. Or why Nerd Boy got upset when I called him by his little pet name. One thing I didn't get is why I couldn't sleep. I sat up and looked towards the mirror. I... I was looking right at it! Or where it would've been! Who the hell took my mirror! I jumped out of a bed, not really caring that it was past three in the morning. I ran down the hallway and burst open my parents bedroom door.

"Where's my mirror!" I screached.

"We had to get rid of it. Just go back to your room!" My dad yelled angrily. I had never seen his face distort that way. I slowly backed out of the room and ran back to my own room. What was wrong with them? I laid under my covers, trying to sleep. But no matter how long my eyes stayed shut sleep wouldn't come. At six my alarm went off, I slammed it off, now I was exhausted! I yawned as I heard Becky honk. I was about to rush down stairs when my mom called out to her that I wasn't going to school. Well that was cool by me. I went to get some breakfast, I was suddenly so thirsty. My door wouldn't open. It was jammed. I started pounding on it. I heard foot steps and a small sniffle.

"Raven... you have to stay in there." It was my moms voice.

"Why?" I asked angrily.

"You... you have to stay in there till dark." She let out a small sob.

"Wha?"

"Honey... just trust us. Go to sleep... dammit Raven! Why, WHY didn't you tell us sooner!" She demanded, though she sounded angry I could hear the tears in her voice.

"Tell... tell you what?" I asked worriedly.

"That Alexander was a vampire! This wouldn't have happened if you had told us!" She sobbed. Alexander? Wasn't that the name creepy man said last night. Wait! He was a vampire? Whoever this Alexander was I really wanted to meet him now.

"Uh... mom I don't know an Alexander." I said with a laugh.

"Don't you try lying to me Raven! We know he bit you last night! We saw the marks!" She screamed. My eyes thinned. I tentavily put a hand to my neck. It was still throbbing. Did this mean... I'm a vampire?... I'm a vampire.... A VAMPIRE!!!!!! It was about time! Whoever Alexander was I would have to thank him!

"So I'm a vampire?" I asked, I wanted to make sure.

"Why are you acting as if you don't know! Did he take your sanity along with your humanity!"

"Mom... I can't... I don't remember anything from last night. And who is Alexander, and when can I thank him for making my wildest dream come true?" I asked warmly.

"You... really don't remember him?" She asked skeptically.

"Not at all..."

"Good. That's how it is staying!" She yelled before stomping away, what the hell?