Hi guys!

This is my first fan fiction, so I am going to need all the advice I can get!

Enjoy!

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'Damn it!' I swore as I felt the ball pop in my hands. That was my fourth one this week. As much as I loved being a Vampire, it had its drawbacks, like having to hide out from the humans when they passed through, and busting the damn netball every second time I tried to catch it!

'Don't worry Zahli, you will be better at it soon,' Mum reassured me. Well, Nicolette wasn't really my mum, she definitely looked too young to be my mum, but it felt like she was, even after just six months.

I had been on a run around the park when she found me. I had left my puffer and mobile at home by mistake and I could feel it getting harder to breathe, served me right for wanting to get into the District team, but I guess I always had been abut it was my favourite track, as it was never crowded, in fact most of the time it was empty, and that day was no exception. I was lucky that Nicolette had been hunting small stuff that day, while she was in the city for a 'conference'. When she found me I wasn't great, in fact I was almost dead. She had tried to revive me but my lungs refused to rise and my heart had gone on strike so, as much as she was disgusted at herself she bit me. Not once but many times, near my heart, and on my arms and legs. I remember the fire. It burned, as hot as Hyades, all through my body, it never let up. I screamed. I remember that. I thought it must have been someone else but by that stage I was in too much pain to really care who or what heard me. It continued like that for three days I was told, but it seemed more like years, I never did have much thresh hold for pain. Now I look back at those memories of my old life, in the city, and it all seems so hazy.

I remember when Nicolette had tried to explain to me what I was becoming, as the hell fire raged through my body, attacking everything in its path. 'You must be strong! It will be little too determined...

I was just about to turn around home when I collapsed on a path in the middle of a heavily bushed area, my birth mum had always warned me about running there, worth it! You will be strong, and fast, and beautiful,' she said, trying to calm me, 'You will be one for every girl to envy, and for every man to desire!' I could hear her voice, but none of this registered until hours later, when I started to feel my heart pump faster, and faster. It was then that I heard the whispered voices coming from below me, 'What have you done Nicolette! We were told no more, even if they were dying,' I heard one voice threaten.

'There are too many of us, we are becoming noticeable to our passersby,' another voice exclaimed.

'Shush! Can you not hear that?' the third voice questioned.

'Hear what Nicolette, another human dying?' The first voice taunted her.

'No you ass! Her heart! It's almost over!' Then I realised who the third voice was, Nicolette, I recognised it vaguely from the track. I remember willing my heart on. I didn't want it to lose. If it lost, I would die. Now hearts seem unneeded, a materialistic thing that I could only dream of having, like a soul. As my heart thundered toward the end I felt a whisper of wind not too far from where I was lying, and two more followed, abruptly stopping. Suddenly there was a thump and everything was quiet.

Then I realised the pain had stopped... along with my heart

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In this little town of Muttaburra, in western Queensland, Australia, the world seems like a big place. Seeing the same 100 people every day gets a bit old after a while. You start to get bored, so you venture outside, were there is rarely a cloud in the sky. The sunlight twinkles off you hard, granite like skin, making it look like hundreds of diamonds, stuck on your body. You have to stay out of the sight of humans, but that isn't hard, considering the only humans that come through here are the ones that are travelling, or droving cattle, and even they don't come that often. When a human does move in the 'Mayor' sets a couple of households on human pester duty, scaring them, or annoying them enough to get them to move, and trust me, that isn't a hard task for some of these folk. They scare the living (or should I say un-living) daylights out of me.

I had to do it once, it was very funny. They had kids about my age and one rainy day they invited me over to play PS2 until the rain cleared.

I 'accidently' broke all of their remotes, and threw a tennis ball through the TV screen. When it stopped raining we went outside (it was still cloudy) and played netball. I popped all of the balls and put a hole in the garage wall. Somehow, I don't think I will be getting to go visit them in their cosy new inner city apartment, which they moved to after all their cattle died of a mysterious disease, caused by a bite from a snake... or something with the same kind of teeth...

I have the next 4 chapters kind of ready but I would love some reveiws (lots would be good!) !!

Please take the time, just to let me know you are enjoying!