Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Twilgiht characters or Ichimaru Gin. I do, in fact, own my self (Haha) and as far as my Edward is concerned, I own him as well.

This is the seqeual to Night of The Vampire, so if you don get something, that's why!! This can be read without reading it first, but some parts may not making sense!!

I was quivering in the darkness. I was cold, freezing. I couldn't see much but I could tell the full moon would be coming out from behind the clouds at any moment. Then it did.

"Not so tough now, are we?" I heard him ask with a menacing laugh as he walked towards me with his long stride. He came to stand above me. I couldn't move. I couldn't breath. I couldn't bring myself to it. I was frozen in fear. Nothing in my life had gotten me ready for this moment, not even the horror in Cades Cove.

"Ready to die?" he said, smiling at me with a crooked smile with those hideous, sharp teeth. He was the most frightening thing I had ever seen. I didn't think that once. Now it was different.

"He'll save me," was all I good manage to say. I had trouble even spitting out that.

"Oh really. That's why I can hurt you. He doesn't love you anymore," he said, as he grabbed my arms and pulled me up of the ground.

"Now you die, never to feel the warmth of the sun again," he said with a laugh, as he leaned in to kill me…

I gasped for air as I sat up in bed. I couldn't take much more of that.

I glanced over at my cell phone lying on the bed beside me. 4:23. Only two more hours before I had to get up and start my boring day at school.

I sighed as I picked it up. My background caught my eye like it always did. It was a picture of my boyfriend and me. I smiled at the picture that I had caught him off guard to take. Somehow, Edward always managed to look cute and handsome at the same time no matter what the circumstances.

"What a stupid dream. Of course he still loves me. That weird guy didn't know what he was talking about," I mumbled to myself, laying my phone on my nightstand.

Edward and I had gone through some rough times lately, but that hadn't affected our relationship as much as I would have imagined. It had been a few weeks since the disaster in Cades Cove, and it was nearing Christmas time. The Christmas holidays couldn't come soon enough for me. That meant a long break from studying and I chance to spend more time with Edward, and maybe patch up the distance that had formed between us. He was still kind of cautious around me, like he was scared I was going to try and drive a stake through his heart or something.

I rolled back over and tried to go back to sleep. Stupid dreams. Dreams had always had some weird effect over me, like I always thought they were going to come true, just like Alice Cullen's. Now was time for the long wait until morning…

"Have a good sleep?" Edward asked me the next morning at school in homeroom.

"Not particularly. I had this really weird dream," I mumbled.

"About what? You haven't had many of those lately," he replied, a look of clear concern on his face. He had told me before that this had surprised him. He had expected me to have vivid nightmares about him for weeks after our trip, but surprisingly enough, I hadn't had any. Until last night, that is.

"Well, there was this guy that looked vaguely familiar to me and he-" I started, but didn't finish because the bell to leave for first period quickly interrupted me.

"I guess I'll tell you later," I said, giving him a brief hug before we both headed out the door to different our first period math classes. Edward was hesitant about letting me go, but I finally managed to squirm out. I didn't want to tell my Geometry teacher that I had been late for her class because I was hugging Edward. Edward looked as if he was about to say something before I hug him, and then even more so after it. Since he didn't pursue it or try to stop me, I assumed it wasn't important, and continued on to class. Bad move on my part.

As I walked in the door, I immediately noticed that our regular teacher wasn't there, but instead a young man stood at her place in front of the dry erase board. He looked to have been straight out of college, or at least no older than thirty. He had floppy golden blonde hair and blue eyes. I could hear the girls sitting in the back of the room giggling as they looked at him. He flashed a smile at them, only making their giggles multiply. He gave me the immediate creeps, although I wasn't quite sure why at first, more than a substitute teacher flirting with students normally would. I could only tell this man was trouble; I just didn't know how much trouble yet.

"Hello class. My name is Jonathan McCaig, but I'm afraid for now you'll have to call me Mr. McCaig for now," he said, smiling at us. The girls giggled, only making him smile more. I was resisting the urge to make a gagging noise. Would they ever stop? I might be a teenage girl, but at least I wasn't low enough to swoon over a teacher.

"I'll be filling in for your teacher this morning. Now, I'd like for you to pull out your Geometry books some I can uncover at least a little something for you students today," he said with an even bigger smile, the girls in the back giggling.

"I was he'd uncover more than just Geometry," one of the girls whispered to me, but I wasn't paying any attention to her.

I could have sworn I had just seen something moving outside the window of the annex building I was in, and not just an animal. They were moving way too fast. It had to have been Edward, but what was he doing outside the window, and not in class? There had to be a reasonable explanation, and I had to find out.

"I need to go check on something in the school office. I forgot to in homeroom," I said, raising my hand.

"Of course. Just make sure you hurry back Miss Beuregard. I'd hate for you to miss what I'm about to teach!" he said, a playful smile on his face.

"How did you know my name?" I asked, after a few seconds stuttering.

"Oh, I took the liberty to learn all of your names before becoming a substitute at this school," he said with a smile.

I quickly got up and left the room. He was giving me the creeps. There was no way he had memorizing all ours names before subbing. It wasn't impossible since I went to a small private school of less than 300 students total in 3K through twelfth grade, but it wasn't reasonable. Didn't a man his age with his good looks have other things to be doing? I'd worry about that later, I decided. Right now I had to figure out what was wrong with Edward.

I hadn't made it out the door of the two-room annex building good, when a shape barreled into me, making me hit the grass.

"I'm so sorry! I was too busy looking in the window to make sure you were ok to watch where I was going. I knew if I kept moving, I had a lesser chance of anybody spotting me," Edward said, standing up and then offering his hand to help me up.

I took up his offer with one hand, while rubbing the side of my leg that had hit the ground with the other.

"It could have been worse. I could have hit to concrete," I said, looking at the sidewalk I had missed my inches.

"Has he done anything?" Edward quickly asked, jumping from the subject of me falling to whatever was bothering him.

"What did you mean, has he done anything? What are you talking about?" I asked, staring at him quizzically.

"That new teacher. He hasn't pulling anything yet, has it, like tried to pull anyone out of class by themselves?" Edward asked, looking deep into my eyes for answer.

"What in the Sam Hill are you talking about?" I asked, raising my voice a little. I was beginning to get frustrated. I hated it when he made absolutely no sense.

"Shh. Be quiet," he said, quickly putting his hand over my mouth. "It isn't safe to talk about it here. He may hear us. As a matter of fact, his probably listening to us right now."

"What are you talking about? You're the one scaring me! You're not making absolutely any sense," I said from under his hand. You'd have thought that I would have been used to his cryptic mode of speech, but I wasn't. That was probably part of the reason I found it extremely funny when Bella didn't quite get what her Edward was saying.

"He's a vampire. That man in there is a vampire," Edward said, finally removing his hand from my mouth. "I wasn't even going to let you go to Geometry this morning, but I decided it would be best if I didn't say anything. You're so hardheaded it wouldn't have done any good anyway," he said.

"Yeah, but he looks perfectly-" I started, but the classroom door opened as Mr. McCaig stood in the doorway.

"I'll be back to work on the proof in a minute class. I have to see what's taking our little runaway so long in the office," he said, as he shut the door.

"Get behind me," Edward growled, as he pulled me behind him.

"Hello. It's nice to me you too, Mr. Whitlock," he said with a smile.

"How do you know my name?" Edward said, glaring at him.

"Who wouldn't? You're from the Whitlock family, one of the oldest vampire families in this part of the States," he said, nodding towards me.

"What are you doing here? Most vampires know to stay out of the territory of another, and this is my territory, so get lost. I can tell you're not like me. You feed on humans, and no human in this area is falling victim to you," Edward growled.

I felt the expression on my face change. No wonder Edward had been so worried about him pulling anything. All he had to do was get one of those girls in met him after school, and that would be the last for her.

"I'm not going to pull anything, especially not to your little future mate back there. She's a good find too, by the way. Have you told her how much of an asset her blood could be to our people?" he said with a teasing smile that chilled me to the bone.

"You're not doing anything to her! No one is! Her blood isn't to be touched, you understand me?" he said, pure rage upon his glaring face as he reached around and grabbed me, pulling me closer to her back. I had never seen him this angry before, and it frightened me. He was almost like he was that night in the mill. I thought for certain he was going to attack this man. That certainly wouldn't go over well. Not only was it a student attacking a teacher, it would also be a vampire feud in the middle of a complex of unsuspecting people.

"I never said I was going to. I was just commenting," Jonathan McCaig said with another somehow more teasing smile. The way he was talking and acting only reminded me of Ichimaru Gin from Bleach, a character whom I had an absolute hate for. My best friend Alicia would always defend him, beating me upside the head and telling me he wasn't really evil, but he still gave me the creeps, much like this man in front of me. He was giving me the creeps just like Gin, and I was pretty sure this man was evil.

"You better just be commenting. You so much as harm one hair on her head, and I swear, you'll never know what hit you," Edward growled at him. I had no idea what they were talking about, but I could tell it was a touchy subject for Edward, or maybe it was just the fact that this man had thought about drinking my blood. The thought made chills run down my spine. I had no idea which one it was. In a way, I didn't even want to know.

"No, no, I won't harm her. Not yet. But there are some out there that would kill her and not thing twice about it! Just remember that!" he said with a smile.

"Just go. Don't ever come back. You knew good and well you weren't suppose to come here, so get lost. You come back, and you'll pay with your life. You can finish your day here today, but Brandy's not coming back to your class. She's leaving the school with me. You can make up some excuse about her being sick. If I get back to here that you harm anyone at this school, you'll regret it dearly," Edward said, pulling me in front of him, wrapping his arms and my waist, and pulling me tightly against his front. "You or anyone else who messed with her will pay."

McCaig didn't reply. He only smiled and walked back into the classroom.

"Come on," Edward said, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards his car. "You can't stay here. At least until he's gone, you've got to stay with me," he added.

"What was all that about? What did he mean my blood could be an asset to your people?" I asked.

"He meant nothing by it," he said, almost to quickly, turning to face me. "No matter what anybody says, no one is going to hurt you. I won't let them. If they try, they'll pay for it with their life," he added.

"He had to have meant something by it," I said, looking him in the eyes. "I want to know the truth. I still don't know everything about you that I want to know. I'm ready for you to tell me the whole story."

"Brandy," he started with a sigh, "no, you're not. When the time comes, I'll tell you everything, but for now, I'm not letting that vampire in there force me into anything."

I climbed into the passenger seat of Edward's car, knowing there was no way that I could win this argument. It was possible. He was bound and determined that I wasn't going to know, no matter how much I wanted to. He was hardheaded just like any other teenaged boy.

Hope you enjoyed! Now pretty please reveiw! I know this first one was kind of slow and almost in a totally different genre as my normal suspense, but I'm getting there! I had to introduce our villian first! If I get a good response, I'll post some more! And if you haven't, read Night of The Vampire!