Since she was three Esmie has been living in two different worlds. Her world, where everyone is a human and mythical animals haven't even been written about, and our world, where we humans live with vampires without knowing . But what happens when worlds collide.

When worlds Collide

(Chap 1: How it began) (Esmie's POV)

It began al so long ago. When I was three. I was running away from someone. My dad, who had taken me out to the park that winter's night to beat me. Normally I would put up with it, and tend to the wounds later if I thought they were bad enough, but I hadn't been bothering anymore, since it was only going to reopen or get worse.

But I couldn't take it anymore. I ran as fast as I could, ignoring my dad's yelling and the tears and blood blinding me. The snow fell heavily and the wind bit at my hardly covered body. I only had a thin T-shirt and a skirt to cover me.

I ran until I fell and blacked out under a tree.

I awoke in the same spot, but I couldn't move or speak. I heard someone come over. Whoever it was sighed, then gently picked me up. I could feel a rush of air as if I had my head out of a car window.

I found myself being rested on a warm bed. Finally I was able to move. I coughed and slowly opened my eyes, trying not to go blind from the light that came from the candle beside the bed.

"Good, you're awake." A kind voice came to me.

That's when I met Chris. Chris helped me to get better and sent me home. I was able to find portals back to his world and worked for him, to repay him for saving me. Chris had been 17 and a half for over 300 years. He was nearly six foot tall, his black hair was wild and spiky, you could just see his red bandana through it. He always had his black trench coat with him.

And that's how I got here.

(End Esmie's POV)

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Chris looked to Jerry with a serious face. "I'm serious. I don't know what to do."

"What's the problem?" The Fire demon was 1000 years older than Chris, he looked about 80 though. He was a doctor for humans and other 'mythical animals' until hunters found out who he was and burnt down his clinic.

"She won't talk to me about anything anymore, and she doesn't seem herself anymore."

"She's nearly 14 Chris. This happens when they become a teenager, you should know, you weren't born as you are, you where once a human, unlike me." Jerry smiled.

"I'm serious Jerry"

"I know, you've said that already."

"She comes in with a new bruise or cut everyday."

"Well that is serious."

"What can we…" Chris was cut of by Jerry.

"Sha! Sha! Here she comes." Jerry smiled as Esmie walked in the door.

"Good evening Esmie." Jerry waved.

"Evening Dr. Jerry. Hi Chris." She mumbled as the passed the two, her eyes not leaving the floor.

Chris owned the club they were in. Esmie worked as a bar tender, which in the vampire world was allowed.

"What you here for Jerry? Clubs not open yet."

"I was just talking to him… Are you ok."

He noticed the fact that she had more injuries than usual. Her eye was black and there were cuts all the way up her arms. No doubt there would be more under her black work clothes (black shirt and trousers with a small red dragon on the front, the club logo)

"I'm fine." She went to grab a cloth and started to clean the tables. He noticed she looked paler than usual.

"You don't look it to me." He said.

"I'll be ok." Just then she winced in pain. She held her stomach as she fell to the floor.

Chris picked her up, but she wriggled out of his arms, trying to prove to him that she was fine, but hurting herself even more on the process.

"Look, your hurt, you need to go home, get some rest."