I had always belonged to the night, it always intrigued me. Whether I was at home or on vacation, I would always take the time to find a place where the moonlight could caress my heart. Just sitting and staring at the dark world around me always seamt to give me comfort. The midnight sky was my only love. It was the only thing that had ever given me any kind of affection. No man loved me, none ever had. I was a complex girl and I understood that my search for love wouldn't be very successful. The only hope I had at finding someone was to wish on the stars. Now I know that the stars can be very cunning at granting wishes. The phrase,"Be Careful What You Wish For" applies to every wish granted by a star. They are sinister and playful creatures that never cease to be amused by wishes gone wrong. I knew this, and yet I still believed that there was a way to get what I wanted.

It was a Friday evening in July. I had come home from a rehearsal and was extremely exhausted. I had gone to bed and so had the rest of my family. I awoke about three hours later from a nightmare. As I regained myself I had decided to take a leisurely stroll. I slipped on my dance shorts and a big sweatshirt to stay comfy. After donning my combat boots, I silently walked downstairs and out the front door. As I followed the paved path in front of me, I started to recall the nightmare. Tear stains of blood, melded metal into skin, yellow cat like eyes, torn and rugged clothing. A Demonic Lover. I had to admit that a forbidden love like that would be the end of me, and yet something kept saying that I wanted it so bad. The cement path stopped and I looked up. Los Angeles was spread out in front of me like a shimmering treasure chest. Past the glistening city were ominous mountains that were cast over in shadows. The view was breath taking. As I stood there admiring the view, something in the sky caught my now adjusted vision. There, on the Darkened side of the moon, there was a flash of red and yellow. I thought that my eyes must have been deceiving me, but as I looked closer I saw what had happened.

A star had collided with the moon. This particular star seamt extremely determined and malicious to make itself part of the moon. The moon seemed to take in the star with an open mind. There was no struggle, just utter and reluctant surrender. The two were now merged, never to be separated ever again. Looking up at this spectacle, I found myself wishing on the moon and star. I kept thinking,"Please, join me to someone like the moon. A mysterious and beautiful love who will accept me for what I am." The thought kept pounding and pounding into the sky up to the newly joined couple. Then something seemed to happen. I felt a jolt of excitement and nervousness. My body tightened and my hair stood on end. Something in my tiny world had changed. Something extremely dangerous had changed it, and now I was going to pay the price. Feeling unsteady I returned to my home and got back into bed. I had made sure to close all the windows and locked all the doors. Something told me that a monster was loose and I wasn't safe within the night anymore.

The next day I expected to hear the news about the star and the moon but no one seemed to even notice. The moon had been out during the day and I could plainly see that the two were still combined. It confused me and amazed me that I was the only one who had seen this event. Never the less my day continued like any other and soon enough, the night blanketed the west coast. Even though the previous night had been some what frightening, it did not stop me from walking around again.

Around eleven thirty I parted with my house and strolled in the opposite direction. Everything seamt very peaceful, there was no sense of urgency or fear like the night before. Even so, there was something amiss. There was no one around. No cars, no people, not even the flutter of birds wings. Everything was silent. I looked around myself and got very uncomfortable very fast. I walked over to a bench within a small park and watched the surroundings in front of me. I sat for what seamt like hours when there was finally movement.

Up the street, about five minutes away, a man slowly walked around the corner. I was relieved at first, someone had finally broke the silence. Then I saw a disturbing sight. The man was looking directly at me. I couldn't see his face but his body position said it all. He just stood there staring at me from a distance. We sat in that deadlock for moments on end. I was scared. I was so scared. My frightened heart only escalated when I saw him start to move towards me. The way he walked made it seem like all the bones in his body were dislocated. His head didn't seem very attached to his neck. He came closer and closer with the slowest pace. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I was helpless. He finally reached the end of the park, and as soon as he set foot on the grass, I collapsed to the ground and covered my ears. My eyes were shut tight so I didn't have to look at the strange man any longer. I could sense him standing in front of me, looking down at my poor excuse of a body.

I slightly opened my eyes to look at his shoes. He wasn't wearing any, black cloth covered his lightly browned legs. I was about to look up at his face when he collapsed on top of me. I let out a startled cry and tried to hold him up. His body flopped to my side with a grunt and his breathing increased. I was now looking at his back. He was lying on his side slightly curled inwards. He was wearing what looked like a high design jacket over a red shirt. No not red, It was a white shirt. A white shirt soaked in blood. I pulled off his jacket and looked at the damage on his back. There was an extremely large gash across his spine and several burn marks that had been made by a brander. The blood soaked shirt fell away in tatters as I reached for it. The man moaned and tried to sit up.
"No! Don't do that. Stay down. I need to stop the bleeding." I reassured him that I knew what I was doing.

"It wont heal unless you lick it." I was dumbstruck. I hadn't even seen this mans face, but just from hearing his voice it sent chills down my spine. He had a slight accent, I'm not sure what culture, but it gave him a very feral tone. "I beg your pardon?" I was somewhat sick at the thought of tasting this mans blood and flesh. "If you don't I'll die, and you'll die with me."

I wasn't quite sure what he meant but he gave me no choice. I pushed aside his bloody clothes and licked the bottom of his gash. A moan escaped his lips. I was getting a little sick from what was happening. I slid my tongue slowly over the gash on his back and finally reached his neck where it ended. I immediately pulled back and covered my mouth. What had I just done? I sat there with my hand over my mouth, trying to confirm the deed that I had committed. Unbeknownst to me, the skin on the strangers back was now flawless. There was no longer any torn flesh or blood, just flawless tanned skin. The stranger sat himself up and leaned over to catch his breath. Then, at the same time, we looked up at each other.

I was taken aback. He had shaggy dark brown hair which covered his forehead with ease. His features were very wild and yet, he seemed to look so innocent. That wasn't where I was staring at though. He had yellow eyes. They weren't cat eyes like I had seen in my nightmare. They were normally shaped but the color was astounding. It was a vibrant yellow with flecks of gold and bronze. This strange man, who made it seem like I was living in a horror movie, had the most captivating eyes I had ever seen. That was when I realized that I had been staring and suddenly dropped my eyes. "S-Sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"Its okay, not a lot of people would keep their cool from seeing me. Hell, a lot of people wouldn't have the guts to lick someone else's wound." He sounded so gentle now, compared to the feral tone he had used earlier. I looked back up at him. He was warmly smiling at me. "Thank you so much for helping me Friday." I yet again began to find myself somewhat scared confused. "H-How do you know my name?" He looked at me quizzically. "What do you mean? You made me." I stood there confused and amazed. I made him? He had to be lying. I had never seen this man in my entire life. He looked at me slightly suprised. "You don't know who I am?" "N-No...Why? Should I?" He gave me a devilish grin and leaned over me.

He was so much larger than me. I felt like a mouse who had been caught by a lion. I was slowly leaning away from him, but something inside me told me to get closer. I was about to tell him to back up but he cut me off by pressing his lips against mine. My eyes were wide with surprise. I had never been kissed before. I never could have expected it to be so...so Pleasurable. He ever so slowly began to move against my lips. I groaned in protest and he pulled back. "What is it? Did you not like it?" I looked up into his mysterious eyes. "I-Its not that I didn't like it, I have no idea who you are! Let alone how you know me." He smirked and his large hand went to my hair. He played with the bangs on the side of my face. He gazed deeply into my eyes. "You don't have to know me. Just feel me and surrender to my heat." He again leaned in to me. This time I didn't even try to back away. His hand rested underneath my chin as he guided my lips to his. My eyes closed as our lips locked together. He was so gentle, so kind, and at the same time he overpowered me so easily. I copied his movement from before and moved my mouth against his. He laughed and entered my mouth with his tongue. A moan escaped my lips and he explored my mouth. I felt his hands slowly moving down my torso and wrapping around my waist. One hand traveled up my back to support me. His lips slowly left mine and started to travel across my cheek.

I couldn't think anymore, I must have been under some kind of love spell. I didn't fight, I didn't try to stop him, we just kept going. His mouth was now breathing hot air into my ear. I got chills at how close we were. "Friday..." His voice had become very seductive and languid. "Touch Me." My face blushed, he'd caught me. "Make me loose control. Can't you feel it? My body is aching for you." I drew into myself trying to escape my embarrassment. His mouth soon found its way to my neck, raining kisses all along the way. He then let his tongue escape his mouth and trail along my collar bone.

Then something crashed in the distance. His head jerked back to look behind me. I cautiously looked over my shoulder to see what was going on but he stopped me. "Friday close your eyes." I looked up at him. His face turned hard, almost deadly. I shyly replied, "Why?" He chuckled and wrapped his arms tight around my torso, pulling me into his body. "Things might get a little scary. If you feel any changes don't be frightened. Just hold onto me, Okay?" I tried to protest but I was cut off by his warm body pressing against me. Then an unexpected sound escaped him. It wasn't a roar, and it wasn't a growl, it was an unearthly rumbling coming from his chest. As the sound died out I felt him grow larger in size. I heard fabric tearing and a large thumping sound. Yet again, the large sound resounded from his chest and this time a reply was heard. I started to understand what was going on. The thing that had hurt his back must have been coming back. I vaguely saw a white light coming from the other direction. The last thing I remember was a sudden jerking movement and then I blacked out.

To Be Continued...