A/N: Hi!!!! This story I am writing with my best friend Hira (iluveward4ever)! She writes Alexander's perspective, while I write Violet. They are very different, and I suggest you read both to fully understand this story! Click her name under my favorite author's, then looked for the same title only with Alexander's name, not Violet's. Simple, right? Right! Now please read the chapter! - Sam (imagination57)

To Start Over

I sat on the roof of a building near the border between Vampiria and Angeria. It's not my usual spot where I hunt for dinner, but I need new options. I'm so sick of drinking from homeless guys!

Now, I may have lost some people when I mention my diet. Well, I have an easy explanation for you: I'm a vampire. No, I don't drink from animals. It's disgusting and drinking from humans is way better. Don't worry about it, I don't kill anyone. If it makes you feel better, we've experimented a bit on other species (even demons, which I wouldn't recommend because they are very vile) but so far humans are the best. Plus, they are the weakest things out there, so it's easy prey. However... there is one species we have not tried...

That would be the Angels. The ones we're forbidden to touch. I've seen a couple, but I don't associate. As far as I'm concerned, they're all talk no action. They sit up on their almighty thrones, doing the work of this 'God' we all hear about. These angels were supposedly told by God to look after all species and lead our lives. But really, I think if there was a God, he would have put the duties in more capable hands. As long as they've been in charge, it's basically been every species for themselves. We all have our own systems of government, and usually stick to our own land.

Speaking of goverment... "Hello, Violet speaking." I said, answering my work phone. Not that I have any friends, other than my half sister. And I can barely stand her...

"Violet, It's King Vladimir. I receieved a call about a demon attack near the border of Vampiria and Angeria, and there's a mess. Would you mind stopping by to clean it up before our human friends stumble uppon it?" The Vampire King asked. Which is kinda funny, because it's actually an order. I really have no choice, I mean he's the frickin King of my kind and my boss.

"Of course, Sir." I said, respectfully. "May I ask who created the mess?" I asked, trying not to let my anger show. I'm a fighter, protecter of my kind. I'm probably one of the most dangerous people that exists, the best for my age. I'm not some maid who cleans up after other people's fun.

Now I was what you're thinking. What kind of fun is violence? Well, when you're father was murdered by the kind that you are fighting, it's the most fun thing in the world. The thrill of risking it all, being so close to death, but escaping with sweet victory is one of the greatest feelings in the world.

However, there use to be a feeling that was just as good. Unconditional love. My father loved me, even when my mom left us claiming we weren't enough for her, that she wanted something more. I loved him so, so much. He was the one who pushed me to train and fight, but to always follow the rules. Not just that of our kind, but of all the other kinds as well. I did, too, until he died. That was the day I realized rules got you no where, if anything, they restricted you.

So now, I don't follow the rules of any kind but my own. I only listen to my boss, and that's it. I listen, even if I don't like what I hear....

"It was the Angel Prince." King Vladimir answered. Of course it was. Why the hell would a prince clean up after himself when his daddy can make a quick phone call and get someone from the vampire community to do it? Exactly, he wouldn't. Which leaves me to be trusted with such a disgusting task.

"With all do respect, Sir, isn't there anyone else that could take care of it?" I asked, politely. The King knows my detest for Angels, I make it pretty well known. However, he also knows I respect him and will do what I must.

"Most are in meetings or catching a quick bite to eat. I figured with you being my most trusted fighter, you would put aside and complete this task. It's not too bad, there are only five bodies." He told me. Basically what he's saying is to shut up and clean it up, because no one else wants to do it. And really, who would?

Normally, I would have voiced that some stupid Angel could clean up after their prince, but I decided against it. It's not even worth it. "Of course, Sir. I'll get on it right away." I sighed.

"Thank you, Violet. I knew I could count on you." The King said, before hanging up. Yeah, whatever you say.

I put my phone in my pocket and jumped off the building. I landed gracefully on my feet and ran at vampire speed to the border. The King never gave me specific directions to find the bodies, but it wasn't very difficult. I could smell them miles away.

When I came across the bloody scene, I felt like puking. The smell was so rancid, and it was a huge mess. One body was burned, one looked like it's head was stepped on and there were peices of flesh everywhere. Over all it was revolting.

"Time to get to work." I muttered to myself, before I started gathering all the pieces. It took at least an hour or two before I had collected every single, bloody piece of demon. I was burning all the pieces, when I smelt something odd. Did I miss a piece of flesh or something? Ah, what if it's a head!?!!?!

I found a whole other body, teared to shreds. Really?! "Bloody angel prince. Why the fuck do I have to clean up his mess?! Can't he do it?! He has two hands! Bastard..." I muttered under my breath as I picked up the pieces. No use in speaking loud when no one's listening...

Well, that's what I though until I heard a chuckle from above. I looked up, and saw the most beautiful man I have ever seen in my life. This drop dead gorgeous man was nicely built (and shirtless, I must add) and had silvery-white hair that angled around his face perfectly. The most interesting part about him wasn't his really interesting tattoo that laced around his whole arm, but his eyes. His eyes were emerald green with ice blue and a bit of red surrounding his pupils. I think I'm going to faint...

This mysterious man jumped down, and that's when I smelt him. He smelt sweeter than anyone I've ever smelt before, which could only mean one thing. He's an angel. "W-W-Who the fuck are you?" I snapped at him as I tried to get my head back. He's just an insanely handsome guy, just get over it.

Which was easier said than done. "Alexander Laire, and you, milady?" He asked, softly. But at the same time I felt he was trying to get somewhere.

My eyes narrowed. "You think I'm going to tell a fucking angel?" I asked, bitterly. If he was a vampire, I might have flirted with him. But this was an angel. Angels are stupid people who think they're better than us. It's like rich, upperclass people who do nothing versus hard working, low-income people. He's the upperclass in this case, and I'm the hard worker. Let me tell you, they do not mix well!

"Now that you say that, no...I don't." He replied. Good answer!

"Hey, at least you're not dumb! Applause for the angel." I said, sarcastically.

Now here's the funny part, he actually clapped. So he has a sense of humor? Next, this Alexander fellow did the weirdest thing...he got down on one knee and took my hand in his strong, muscular ones. "It's a pleasure to meet you." Oh my god, I am really going to faint now.

I snapped back quickly after that stupid thought, and did the one thing every girl knows how to do. I slapped him. Yeah, really hard. It even made a nice little echo! "You're that Angel Prince, aren't you? The one who's suppose to be in charge of the species now?" I asked. If it's him, I'm going to flip!

His eyes narrowed. "Yeah, I am." GAH!

"Well then, fuck you, and don't ever touch me again." I snarled at him. Ah!! This is the stupid..really sexy...but stupid angel guy I've been cleaning up after! Ugh, I hate him!

He gritted his teeth. "Who the hell are you to tell me what to do? Huh? I can get you arrested and get your pretty little head chopped off, got it?" Hahaha he thinks I"m scared of dying!!! Ahahaha so funny...

"I'm sorry, your highness." I said with venom in every word.

"What the hell's your problem? I was being polite! Would you rather me do this?" he asked, and before I knew what was going on, he had one hand holding both my hands, the other wrapped around my waist and I was pinned against a tree trunk. Lovely, right? Well, it gets better because the stunning Alexander decided to be a real dick and lean right next to me. Between his looks, the close contact, and his delicious smell, you could say I was on cloud nine. I was also very tempted to bite him.

Luckily, he released me. I went to slap him again, but he easily caught my arm. But this was just a decoy, because you're never suppose to use the same attack twice. Not during the same fight, anyways, because it's what's expected. So I kicked him where the sun don't shine. Surprisingly, he didn't fall. He stood there, taking the pain. And there was pain, I could see it in those beautiful eyes of his...

Suddenly both our phones rang, and he moved away from me.

"Yes, Sir?" I answered.

"A meeting as been called, Violet. We're meeting at the King's Castle in Angeria." King Valdimir told me quickly, and before I could argue he hung up. Great.

Alexander said nothing to me. He just ran and suddenly wings sprang from his back. Now, I've seen the basic white angel wings before, but I have never seen black ones. I gasped at their beauty. He's beautiful...

After he was out of sight, I snapped back into reality and ran at top speed to the Castle. It took all of three minutes for me to get there and find the meeting room. Which isn't as easy as it sounds....

"Creatures of Myth! This meeting today is called to order for the reason the number of Demon's increasing! In order to protect our people, your brothers and sisters, we will join forces with you all. Each angel with a werewolf, vampire, pixie, fairy, or monster. We have the lists printed out, first off, we will start with the angels that are with the werewolves..." the man started, as I droned out all the names.

I didn't really listen, and being the best fighter in Vampiria, I didn't really have to. King Vladimir would tell me.

"Violet, darling." King Vladimir cooed. Uh oh, what did he do? He only calls me darling when I'm not going to like something... "You're the best fighter, so therefore you must be paired with only the best. Follow me, and I'll lead you to him." He ordered.

The King handed me my label (it's for the people we're protecting and their friends to know who we are, how good we are, etc) and lead me to my fate.

The man I was protecting, was the one and only, Prince Alexander. The King must have taken the shocked look on my face as a good sign (which it wasn't!) and left. "Oh fuck no..." I whispered. Shit, shit, shit! "You cannot be my partner!" I said. I have to protect him?

I'm in way over my head.

A/N: Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed it. Now, here's what I ask of you to do next. First, click the pretty button below and review. Dying to know what you think! Second, go do what I said above and read Alexander's point of view! That's all I ask. =) - Sam