DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the character's used in this story; all characters belong to their respective owner's. I only own the idea for the story, oh and Kia and Sarah . This is my first real story and while I didn't originally intend to put it on FanFic I figured it was a good way to see If I'm good or not. This will be an OOC Alice and an OC, also AU All reviews welcome, as said I want to see if I'm good. This is the closest category i could find so anyway here's the first part of the story.

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"Well, well, well what do we have here, it's the little freak."

Not her again hasn't she caused enough damage already, "what do want Sarah, are you going to turn my "friends" against me? Make everyone scared of me? Oh wait you've already done that with your twisted version of the truth, all because you were jealous of Alice."

"It is the truth and you know it" was the growled answer. That's Sarah, my ex-girlfriend, why I ever went out with here is beyond me, maybe it's because she's hot, what with her long blonde hair that reach's the small of her back and those big brown eyes that look sexy and mysterious, yet warm and inviting, well I don't think of her like that anymore, not since…. Yeah, anyway we broke up a couple of months ago.

"I thought I was the one who growled, guess you're more like me then you care to admit" was my simple reply, this is the way things go now, she tries to get a rise out of me and I annoy her so much that she walks off muttering about staking me, like that would actually kill me.

My names Kia, I know it's normally a girl's name but you'll know why later, my real name is Nathan Usher, but I haven't been called that for around ten years. I have medium length black hair, just above my nose, with an equal amount of dark red and dark blue tips. I'm sixteen almost seventeen, just 22 days left, and I have a piercing on my left eyebrow.

"I'm nothing like you, you're a blood sucking freak" well there's a new one is my mental answer, and it's true no one has said that one yet, maybe they were afraid I'd kill them or something, I don't know. Oh and one little thing I may have forgotten to mention, I'm a vampire, well sort of.

I know that you're probably thinking, how can you be sort of a vampire, well long story short, my mother, if you can call her that, worked in a research and development lab for a pharmaceutical company, after I was born I was raised into thinking she was perfect, so that at the age of six when she told me that she was giving me a booster jab, I would believe her.

Now you're like, well what does that have to do with your sort of vampirism, well the "booster jab" was actually an experimental serum that was supposed to create the ultimate cure, as in the cure for everything, and mean everything, from the common cold right up to cancer.

Problem was they needed a certain blood type to bond with the serum, well my mother had the right blood type but the other's didn't want to kill their lead developer on this "Bleeder" project, so that left me, the kid with the perfect blood type whose mother didn't care if he died for science. Yeah they didn't think that I'd survive, and I probably wouldn't had it not been for all the experimental pain drugs they put me on to shut me up.

The results were supposed to be that I'd be dead and the "blood cure", as they were calling it, would have bonded with my blood, meaning that they could extract all the cure, clone and refine it, and then distribute it for a price, well it went wrong.

I woke up about two hours after my "booster jab" and felt better than before I'd had the jab, only problem was I was in a wooden box in a giant oven. Now after that my memory gets a bit foggy, I later found out that my instincts had taken over and used my new found power to get me out of there and get me safe.

So 7 hours later, at around 8 at night I was sleeping on the floor of an empty doorway, you see I had no memory of the first six years of my life, just of a woman, later on found out to be my mother, giving me a jab and then indescribable pain, that and the name Kia, later on found out to my cats name. So I'm asleep on the floor, then all of a sudden, WHAM, I'm been carried down the street by this guy in a lab coat towards a big black car, I'm trying to escape, when he drops me and runs. So I'm left there, laid on the ground thinking that I'm going to have to run when I feel a soft hand on my arm. I look up and see a nice looking youngish woman with shoulder length red hair, a kind face and deep blue eyes that looked both kind and caring, yet fierce and loyal.

I don't remember much else from that night other than finding out that the woman's name was Leah and then being carried back to her house and sleeping in a nice warm bed with a little girl around 1 or 2 years older than me coming in every now and then. Little did I know that that would be a day when everything changed.