A/N: Hey guys! Another story! I know I have to update my others! Frankly, I don't know what I want to do with Devil's Daughter. I wanted to post this before I leave tomorrow on vacation. For those of you reading Barber Shop and/ or Shades it most likely won't be updated until the new school year starts. But it shouldn't be too long after that. I hope you enjoy the story! Read and Review! OH and HUGE thanks to my wonderful beta, Rebarbative, for getting this too me before I left and putting up with my awful eighth grade grammar! (That's right, when this story was first written it was in eight grade! I am now going to be a junior in high school. So it might be rough in spots!) Ima stop wasting your time now!

WAIT! IMPORTANT: There is a bit of twilight in this! My friend who is Charlie wanted to be a sparklepire! There isn't much of them at all in the story, mostly just there to enforce her character. It also provides a decent conflict for the beginning chapters. BUT THIS IS A CDF fic! So no need to fear! Charlie? If you are reading this I love you... please don't kill me in school?

Disclaimer:

Saph: "Darren, I... I don't own you!" :( (nor Twilight! or that ONE CHARACTER from um... i think it's Degrassi? Again Charlie's request.)
Darren: *Hugs Saph*
Saph: :D

Prologue

Have you ever dreamed of something, even though the possibility of it defies everything rational? I did, quite often. I always knew my dreams could never prove true. I always knew that every time I would dream about it, all I accomplished was hurting my own self. It was all fantasy. Vampires didn't really exist, so that means I couldn't ever be one. So on the day my greatest wish came true, finding out all of it was real, the good and the bad, I was filled to the brim with happiness. And I was ignorant of the hardships to come.

The only place I can imagine where the real story started would be in the high school's girl locker room.

Chapter 1

"C'mon Annabelle hurry up!" I impatiently nagged. "Man you can be so slow sometimes!"

"You don't have to wait for me you know!" she replied, with an annoyed tone in her voice.

"So! Maybe I wanted to wait for you!" I exclaimed in a mock disgruntled tone.

"Honestly Saph are you serious?" she asked.

"Of course I am. Now hurry!"

My friend just laughed and continued walking the same, slow pace. Annabelle is my best friend, and she knows almost everything about me. My name is Saphire Skyle. I'm sixteen years old, have long straight black hair that reaches down just below my shoulders, and bright sapphire blue eyes that were the first thing my mom saw after I was born, hence my name. I live in Forks, Washington. It's normally raining all the time, but I don't mind. I like the rain. I'm also unusually pale. All my friends joke that I'm a vampire, but none of them really know how much I wish that were true.

"Alright, I'm done. Happy now?" Annabelle asked, finally ready for gym.

"Yes, I am," I replied matter-of-factly.

Annabelle, along with being crazy smart and my best friend, has short, frizzy, curly dark brown hair that falls to her shoulders and pale green eyes. She's skinny, like insanely skinny, and pale. But still not as pale as me.

We exited the locker room and headed to our gym for the marking period.

"Ok class," our gym teacher, Mrs. Blaine, announced, "Today we will go outside to jog on the track."

Annoyed moans spread through the overcrowded gym.

"Well it could be worse," I whispered to Annabelle. "We could be playing basketball instead."

"We will head out once Laura gets back from the bathroom," Mrs. Blaine said, allowing us all to chatter amongst ourselves.

"And jogging on the track isn't that bad. She could be making us run the mile again."

Annabelle and I continued to discuss the better and worse parts of gym when a piercing scream reverberated through the room.

The whole class turned to see that the horrid noise had come from Laura Grayson, who was standing at the entrance to our gym with a man holding a knife to her neck. The whole room went still with fear. Not a single murmur could be heard throughout the entire gym; we were too petrified. Then he spoke.

"Because I am short on time, I'll get straight to the point. I am looking for a girl named Saphire Skyle."

Wait. What?Me?Why on earth would this man want me!

"I know you're here!" he said, "I'll kill the girl if you don't show yourself."

Honestly what is this guy's problem!?

"C'mon Saphire, Your grandfather wouldn't be very proud of you right now. Hiding at the expense of another person? Not very noble."

Grandfather? What grandfather? As far as I know my grandfather is dead. What does this guy have to do with him?

He pushed the knife deeper into Laura's neck. The knife pierced her fragile skin and trickle of blood escaped the wound. A pang of hunger hit me hard. Hungry at a time like this? There's a whack-job with a knife looking for me!

Laura has never really spoken to me, and on the rare occasion she does it was usually some snide comment on how I much I suck. But I can't just sit here and let that guy kill her. Who knows how many other people he will hurt to get to me? What if he hurt Annabelle? I would gladly give myself up. So why should Laura Grayson be any different just because she is a twat? Sure she hasn't been the nicest to me, but who am I to say that she should die at my expense?

"Leave her alone."

I stepped forward and met the sociopath's eyes. In them I saw evil I had never before. Pure hatred and need for revenge evident. But what have I ever done to him?

"Saphire Rose-Lynn Skyle, are you mad?" Annabelle pleads, trying to stop me.

"Ah, so you finally show yourself, eh?" He replied smugly.

"I said leave her alone."

My heart was pounding in my ears. Annabelle was right. I am mad. I am probably going to get killed, and over something I have no clue about!

"My pleasure," and sure enough he throws her onto the floor forcefully.

Laura relieved to be out of the man's grasp scrambles to run and join the rest of the class.

"Steve!" A harsh ordering voice came from a cloaked man standing near the back wall.

I hadn't noticed him before now.

"We have things to attend to. Leave it until next time."

"But what about my plan?" Steve whined.

He sounded like a three year old that wasn't allowed to have a cookie. Unfortunately it didn't help to make him any less scary. In fact, it made him seem more insane.

"Not now, we have more important matters!" said the cloaked man. "Besides, you have taken too long already; the authorities shall be arriving shortly."

"Fine," he said.

And then they left, vanishing as quickly as they had appeared. Annabelle rushed over to me and didn't even try to hide her worried tone. She was in full on mother hen mode.

"Are you OK Saph? Who was he? What did he want from you? Why on earth would you go out there? He could have killed you!"

The truth was I just didn't know. A crazy man is out to kill me. How should I feel? How should I know? I went out there because I needed to. He would have killed to get to me. I saw it in his eyes.

"I- I'm fine. And I have no idea what he wants," I stuttered in reply.

"Samantha, bring Laura to the nurse. Everyone else, just try to stay calm. Be ready to give statements to the police."

Soon after, we all heard the police sirens, signaling to us that the whole situation was about to blow up with man hunts and questionings. There was a psychopath out there who held one girl hostage in exchange for another, and there would be hell to pay for it. The police would question everyone thoroughly and they would discover that everyone's statement would say the same thing; the man was looking for me. Which means I would have to face the most scrutiny.

"Do you have any idea what this man would want from you Miss Skyle?"

Lucky me. I got to be questioned by the Police Chief himself; Charlie Swan.

"No, I'm sorry, I don't."

"Do you have any knowledge of who he was?"

"Again, no."

"Is it true that the man he was with referred to him as Steve?"

"Yes."

"Can you describe both the one called Steve and his accomplice?"

"Um, yeah, Steve was wearing a beige coat, hat, a pair of gloves and slacks. He was white and from what I could make out he had whitish-grey hair. The other guy had this white cloak on and I couldn't see him at all." Another officer walked up to Chief Swan and whispered something to him.

"Steve said something about your grandfather?"

"Um, yeah, I had no idea what he was talking about though. I never knew my grandfather."

"He is deceased?"

"I would guess so, my mom's parents are dead and my dad never talks about his."

"Okay, thank you for your help. We will be informing your parents of the incident and will most likely need to question you again. If he tries to contact you again, you know where to call."

I nodded. Due to the incident, the school naturally had an early dismissal. Outside of the school I met up with a very curious Charlie Cullen. Charlie is another one of my great friends. She has straight dark brown hair to her shoulders and gorgeous topaz eyes.

"Hey wuz up? I've heard all these rumors about some guy holding Laura Grayson captive in exchange for you. What the hell happened!? Spill!" Charlie asked, a little too hyper.

"Um…well it's what you've heard. This guy held Laura captive and then this other guy said that they had to go somewhere and had something else to do and that was it," I said simply.

"Thanks for all the amazing details!" she replied, sarcasm dripping from her words. "Is it true he was looking for you?" she prodded.

"Um, yeah, kinda," I told her truthfully.

"Which means you're part of some gang and you didn't tell me!" She said annoyed and excided at the same time.

"No Charlie what do you take me for, a thug? I'm not in a gang. In fact, I've never met this guy before. And the part that creeps me out is that he knew my name." I replied.

"So, you pretty much have this guy that you have never met that just out of nowhere threatens to kill someone to get to you? Wow, that's messed up."

"Yeah."

When I got home, I walked in and greeted my mom. She instantly asked me if I was okay and what had happened.

My mom's name is Laryssa. She has wavy long brown hair that flows to her hips and comforting ocean blue eyes. She always is so caring and loving, but sometimes she goes overboard. I love my mom but hate that about her.

When she finally stopped worrying over me, I went upstairs to do homework. Eventually boredom ensued and I decided to watch some TV in my room until dinner. When dinner was made I went down stairs and my dad had just got home.

"Hey kiddo. I heard about school today," he said.

My dad's name is Mason. He has short messy black hair and dark brown eyes with specs of gold mixed in. He is where I get my unnatural; paleness from.

"Yeah…." I trailed off. "Um, Dad, I have a question."

"Yes? What is it Saphire?"

"That guy, the one who was looking for me, he mentioned my grandfather. I'm not sure what it means. The police asked about it too. I thought I should ask you. I mean now that I think about it I just assumed he was dead. I didn't ever think about it. You haven't even told me anything about a grandfather. I must have one, alive or not."

My dad froze. Almost like those few words had changed the whole situation. For the worse.

"Well, Saph…you see, it's hard, to talk about your grandfather."

"OK, I see. I was just wondering, you don't have to tell me. So mom, what's for dinner?"

"Steak." my mom said. "I'm cooking it rare, just the way you both like it."

I devoured my steak once it was ready and then headed upstairs to shower, finish homework, read and go to bed. And after such a long and eventful day, I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

A/N: Thanks for reading! Please review? I would love it if you would. Reviews make me feel warm and fuzzy inside! As well as inspired! You get a bowl of bat broth if you do! And PLEASE trust me that it gets better! For such a long time this has been just sitting because I didn't have a plot! But now I do! You won't be disappointed! ;)