AN: Hey everyone! This is my first Lost Girl fic, but my second fic all together. Let me know if you think this is good enough to continue. I already have the next chapter done, so I'll at least be putting that up soon either way. Obviously I don't own Lost Girl, so let me know if I misrepresent any of the characters I use.
Prologue
The music from downstairs can be heard through the bedroom door.
She can smell the stench of alcohol lingering on the guy that is pinning her to the bed.
She came to this frat party so her friend wouldn't be alone. She only had a few drinks, not even near enough to be feeling the way she is right now. She is not fully able to process that there could have been something else in her drink besides alcohol.
The frat guy, who is almost twice her size, proceeds to try to make-out with her, even as she tries to push him away. Her pleading "no's" come out mumbled and slurred. She even tries to tell him that she doesn't even like guys, but can't seem to put the words together.
As he is trying to devour her mouth, he starts to unbutton her pants. She starts to feel this pull inside of her.
It's the same feeling she has gotten before when she found someone attractive. Only this time it was a stronger pull, almost like a hunger.
Just then the guy pulls back with a gasp.
That is the last thing she sees.
Her brown eyes become a bright, almost shining blue.
The guy glances down to see a stream of what looks like blue mist flowing from him to the brunette.
At first it felt great, but now the pain is starting to override the pleasure. However, the more it hurts, the less he is able to move.
It's then that he realizes his mistake.
He realizes he picked the wrong girl to do this to.
He realizes that he is about to die.