Hi this is my first submition to This is actually based on a dream I had, but even thought it is not a fan fic, I hope you all like it!

I own every peice of word in the story... no theives!

Summery: A teen is given a pendant from her grandparents but soon relilizes that it is more that just a necklace. It has power.

Vampire/Action/Drama

Warning: Contains lesbian contant, not graphic, but if this isnt your thing, you've been warnd! Also the violance may be graphic, Im not sure how much im going to get in to that at this point. I've only written a chapter.

Notes: text in this "TEXT" are said out loud. text in this 'TEXT' are thought, just incase you get confused!

Oh and enjoy!

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Of Fangs & Wings

Chapter One- Encounter

As I walked in to the run down house, it smelled of marijuana and alcohol. Rock music was blaring over some ones stereo and as I rounded the corner I spotted four giant speakers stacked on top of each other. Next to it a giant entertainment center with a giant stereo and wide screen TV. I smiled to myself and thought, how can you afford four giant speakers and a giant entertainment system and not a good house? At that thought a blonde boy ran in to me. He had on a black leather jacket and blue jeans. He looked about 17 and high as well. He coughed and held up his hand. A joint was between his fingers. "Oh, I'm sorry. Do you like, want a hit?" His breath stank of cigarettes, weed and alcohol. "Oh, no thanks." I said as I wrinkled my nose.
"Ok then suit yourself, but its some good shit," he said as he stumbled by me and took another long drag of the joint. I rolled my eyes. Why do I even come to these? I thought.
"Wow, your thoughts are written all over your face. It's not quite as bad as your first impression I promise," a voice said to the right of me. I looked over and Tom was working his way over to me through the crowd of high teenagers. Tom's wide shoulders and strong build made it look like it was easy to just plow every one out of his way. He had a simple faded red t-shirt on and some blue jeans. His shoes where his lucky white shoes he wore to every football game. He didn't play but he was a crazy NFL fan. His shoulder length blonde hair shifted slightly as he stepped over some one passed out lying on the floor. I was staring at his shoes and thinking, wow people are already passing out and its only 1am.
"Are my shoes that interesting?" He asked amused.
I looked up slightly startled. "Oh I'm sorry just dazing off."
He smiled. Tom was one of those guys that had a great perfect smile, you know the ones that had those perfectly straight teeth that where perfectly white? It made me wonder how long he sat in the bathroom brushing and flossing everyday. But that isn't really what's important in this moment is it? His smile was something girls faun over. It was the kind of smile most girls' knees would go week at the sight of. But for some reason it had no affect on me because I was wondering more about how often he brushed his teeth than how absolutely gorgeous he was.
"Hello earth to Gab," I heard Tom say. He positioned his hand over my head to knock but I put my hand up before he connected.
"You so were not just going to knock on my head?" I said
He let out another small laugh. "You have just been distant lately… more than you usual distance." He pointed out.
"Well maybe if you wouldn't knock on my head my brain would still be fully intact," I said accusingly. He smiled at me. I started to feel uncomfortable. Now we were in another moment, a moment where I'm supposed to feel something for him. But all I could think of was how stupid I was for joking back with him again. So now he really thinks I'm flirting. He looked in to my eyes, but I looked away. I cleared my throat and said, "Umm excuse me for a minute."
"Yeah sure," I barely heard him say as I pushed past him toward what looked to be the bathroom. I stepped over the person passed out on the floor and went in to the bathroom and locked it. What was I doing here? It is Halloween shouldn't you be going to an actual Halloween party? I told myself. Oh who am I kidding? I was here because Carrie was. Everyone else thought it was because Tom was, but that was a big fucking joke. I turned and looked at myself in the mirror. My blue eyes stared back intensely. I almost looked like I was high on something myself. My long dark hair lay on my shoulders. My hair was naturally curly and oddly it didn't get that frizz most natural curls get. They were smooth and framed my face perfectly. My complexion was very light, if I had any darker hair I would look as if I were dead. I had on a brown leather jacket with a black t-shirt under it. A pentagram necklace hung from my neck, The purple stone at the center shined slightly in the light of the bathroom. It was a family tradition to give this very necklace to the oldest grandchild. I had never met my grandparents, I assumed they didn't even know about me, but apparently they did, because I was given the pendant along with a note on my 16th birthday. It simply stated that it was handed down to the oldest grandchild on the Johnson side of the family and that it was my turn to have it and it was simply signed your grandparents. I'm 18 now; in fact today it is my birthday, October 31st. Every since then I have had crazy super strength, and at night wings appear wrapped around my shoulders. As soon as the sun disappears however they vanish. At first I was freaked out by this fact. I refused to where the pendant after the first time it happened. I quickly discovered however that if I don't wear it I become very sick and when the night comes the wings don't just appear, they grow out of me, and it is very painful. So since then I have grown quite fond of my wings.

I sat down on the toilet and sighed. I should just leave, this was stupid. Coming to a stoner's house just for a girl, I thought. But not just any girl, that stupid voice in my head reminded me. "God get over it already Gab its just some phase," I said out loud.
"Well could you please get over it somewhere else that isn't the bathroom? I'm going to piss myself, hurry up!" I heard from out side the door. Just great! I sighed and opened up the door. Some guy was standing straight in front of me. He had dark hair and brown eyes, he had no shirt on and his blue jeans looked like they haven't seen a wash machine in years.
"Oh damn, if I knew it was you sweet cheeks I would have joined you," He said with a smirk. I tried to push through him and said "pft…whatever." But he didn't let me pass and he grabbed my arm. "Now hold on, I'm talking to you." He pulled me by the arm and forced me back in to the bathroom. I struggled to not drop his ass right there, I figured a big scene wouldn't be good, not that anyone here would notice. "Listen this isn't funny, now back off," I said sternly.
"Oh, a tough girl. What are you going to do? Make me?" He said
I was getting highly irritated and I decided to just whoop his ass, no one would see anyways. "As a matter of fact…" I started to say but Tom appeared in the door way.
"Is there a problem Jamie?" He asked politely. The guy in front of me turned.
"Oh I'm so sorry Tom, I didn't know she was with you," Jamie quickly changed his tone and stepped aside to let me pass. I looked at Tom, the shoved passed him angrily.
"Hey! Gabrielle! What's your problem?" He shouted after me. He caught up and grabbed my shoulder. "You know I could have handled it, you didn't have to save me," I said angrily at him. "Wait. What? That's what I'm supposed to do. That's what guys do your their girls," he said confused.
"I am not your girl," I said and shoved passed him.

When I opened the front door a rush of cool October night air hit me. It felt good after being in the crowded house with all those drug attics. I walked out on to the sidewalk and took a deep breath. With all the people there I couldn't even tell if Carrie was there anyways. It was a wasted trip.

I had been walking for about an hour and was almost home when I heard something behind me. It sounded like roller blade wheels hitting the pavement. I looked behind me and saw a guy on a skate board. He had a mysterious aura about him. I don't know if it was evil exactly, but it felt like something I should be staying away from. I felt it in my gut and lately it seemed like a good idea to trust my gut. So instead of staying on the side walk I cut through an ally. I took off my leather jacket and tied it around my waist. If I needed my wings they would be useless under leather. I continued walking. A few feet away I saw an out line of a person and I still heard the wheels on the pavement. I thought the detour would be good enough but apparently he was actually fallowing me. I started running straight for him. The wheels on the pavement where replaced with sounds of two people running and their shoes hitting the ground. The boy seemed to mirror my every move. If I jumped he'd jump. If I slowed he would slow. Well he certainly can't mirror me flying. I thought. When we got 3 feet from each other I jumped up and my wings ripped through my shirt I flew up and kicked him in the face. At the same time the worst possible thing happened. The sun burst through the horizon on the other side of the ally and hit me like a ton of bricks. My wings instantly disappeared as I was in mid flight, and the surprise and sudden loss of my powers left me disoriented and instead of catching myself as I fell I hit the ground hard. I started feeling a burn in my chest. Did I knock the wind out of myself? It started sharpening and the boy jumped on top of me. I thought I was majorly screwed, I thought he'd for sure start beating me, killing raping me or all of the above, but nothing happened he just lay on top of me almost as if he was shielding me from the sun. The pain in my chest lessened. I heard an odd poof sound and the ground suddenly felt smooth instead of ruff like the pavement of the ally. I looked down and the ground was now a marble floor. Huh? What was going on here? Was I dreaming? You are not dreaming. A male voice ran through my head. I looked up and the boy was still on top of me and the pain in my chest was completely gone. He smiled at me and to fangs appeared. I jumped back and pushed him off of me.
"What the hell, get off of me?" I said. He just snickered and got up off of his hands and knees. I stayed sitting on the floor my hands behind me supporting me.
"What's so damn funny?" I asked annoyed. I was oddly not scared at all. I was angry that he took me somewhere with out my permition but I wasn't scared.
Another smile crept across his face. His face was very pale and he had blue eyes and dark hair like me. He was wearing a button up collar shirt and black jeans with black almost army looking boots.
"Oh I wouldn't check me out there sister," he said in a deep yet quiet voice. I must have had a confused look on my face because he began to explain. "Yes, I am your brother. On your fathers side of course, your mother wouldn't be caught dead here." He laughed again. I Got up off the ground and brushed myself off. "I demand to know what's going on!" I said in a near shout. He stopped laughing and looked at me. His face transformed to a more serious face. There were still traces of laughter in his eyes. I walked over to him. "Answer me before I-"
"Before you what?" He said interrupting me.
"Excuse me what in hell is going on here?" A voice came from behind me. I turned and a woman was standing in a large arched door way. Her dark black hair was up in a bun and a gold crown was resting at the top of her head. She had on a very long elegant gown. It was a dark midnight blue with sparkles. It was sleeveless and the pendant she wore hung perfectly around her neck. The pendant was easy to see with her pale complexion. It was the same size as mine only it had three circles intertwined and the gem in the middle was clear. I assumed it was diamond. She looked to be in her late 30s.
"I'm sorry my lady," Said the boy who claimed to be my brother. He kneeled next to me as he faced her. I just stood there.
She looked at me, then at him, then back at me. I looked down at the boy and he glanced up at me, "Kneel," he said in a whisper. I ignored him.
"Excuse me but this guy kidnapped me. Which way to the exit?" I asked. I heard him mutter something next to me as I mentioned that he had kidnapped me. The woman then glanced back at the boy kneeling next to me. "kidnapped?" she asked. Then she looked at me. Then she seemed to take focus on my necklace and she moved forward. I heard him say once again in a whisper, "Kneel before you get yourself killed." I stayed standing.
"I said which way to the exit?" I said getting a bit angry. When she reached me she grabbed my necklace. She rubbed her thumb across the stone in the center.
"You know I have stripped many other vampires of their heart stones for less." She said as she smiled slightly. I looked down at my pendant. She clutched it hard in her hand like she was going to rip it from my neck, but then she hesitated. She unclenched it and seemed to examine the pendant further. Her expression turned from amused to surprise. In one swift motion she dropped the pendant and then struck my kneeling brother beside me with the same hand. He flew threw the air and hit the marble wall next to us.
"What were you thinking? Kidnap- wait.. How did the likes of you manage to 'kidnap' such a powerful vampire?" She started yelling. The hurt mess on the floor struggled to his knees and in a broken voice he managed to say, "Its daytime my lady, I saved her from the rays…"
"That is a lie! What vampire would risk themselves in braud daylight!" she shouted.
I was confused vampires weren't real, but at the same time it all made since. I mean, there wasn't any such thing as a freak girl with bat like wings either.

"Wait... did you say, vampire? As in me, I'm one...?" I asked. I wasn't really curious. I just wanted to save the boy. Wether he was really my brother or not, I did not care. For some reason I just wanted to save him. I didn't want him to be killed. The queen slowly turned her head to me as if she forgot I was even there. She looked at me and squinted a bit. It seemed as if she was wondering if I was for real.

"Of course you are a vampire! What did you think you were? Were the wings not enough!?" She said in outrage. "What wings?" I asked. I was being a pain in the ass I knew, but maybe if I played it off she would just let me go.
She smirked. She seemed to be amused. I was a bit confused. Was my plan working? She stuck out her arm and I suddenly fell to my knees in pain. It was the same pain I felt when I took my pendent off the first night and transformed without it on. 'What's going on? Is she forcing me to...change?' I thought. But my determination hit me and I fought it. 'Oh no, you will not make me do anything!' I thought in anger. She would not get the best of me! I screamed and stood up. I threw out my arms as if something was on top of me and I just removed it. The earth began to shake violently and a few of the paintings and decorations on the wall fell and crashed to the floor. The queen seemed un phased. The rumbling stopped and so did the pain.
"See, you are a vampire, a powerful one. If you weren't powerful I could have transformed you. If you weren't a vampire you would have exploded. Your arrogance just proved me right" She laughed at me again. "Also... your shirt is ripped where wings would normally be. Never try to fool your queen again or you will pay the price!" She continued in an amused tone. But for some reason I knew she was serious.