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Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Vampire Academy because that belongs to Richelle Mead! BUT I DO own this plot and Stacy and the other characters I made up!

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"Stacy…Stacy…it's all your fault…you will pay…you will pay…" I ran as fast as I could through the never ending hallway, trying to escape from the voice. A hand grabbed my shoulder, jerking it back.

"No! No please it wasn't me! It wasn't me! Get aw-!" My voice choked in my throat when I saw enormous emerald green eyes. That was all I could see. There was nothing noticeable of the creature except the green eyes and its hands.

"It's okay. You're safe with me," it said in a beautiful melodic voice. Just then, another hand reached out and grabbed my other shoulder, hard enough for me to yelp. And when I turned to see who the person was, I let out a bloodcurdling scream. A man whose face was a bit blurry, with red surrounding its muddy brown eyes, and bloody, disgusting fangs snarled at me.

"It was you!" it growled at me with a horrible throaty voice. "You'll pay! You'll pay!" The thing crouched down, opened his mouth wide, and lunged for me.

I woke with a start, tears streaming down my face. "Shoot," I growled. I rubbed my hand over my face, deciding that it was probably best for me not to sleep. I kicked off the covers, almost tripping over my purse that was sitting on the floor. While taking a long hot shower and drying and straightening my long dark brown hair, I thought about the dream. Then, after remembering the monster in it, I decided to leave it until later. Just thinking about its voice and fangs made me shiver, and I had to look around and check that no one was watching me. I put on some makeup, a white halter top, black skinny jeans, heels, and I was ready to go. I grabbed my car keys and ran out the door, not even bothering to lock it. I drove and drove until I reached my favorite nightclub, where the bartender smiled down at me.

"Water again?" he asked nicely.

"Yep, thanks." After receiving my water, I looked around then sat at an empty table where I sipped my water slowly, carefully looking over my dream. The dream only came to me about once a week usually, and I was always the same age as now. It had started when I was about five, and wondered if it was a sign that something like that will happen not. It seemed logical because ever since I turned twenty, the dreams have been coming regularly and I've barely gotten enough sleep since. I sighed in frustration and banged my head against the table once and stayed like that for a couple minutes.

"May I join you?" a sexy voice asked. I jumped and let out a yelp, startled by the visit. Then I blushed furiously when I saw who it was. The man was definitely gorgeous, with artfully messy brown hair and emerald green eyes. Then I realized I was staring and quickly looked away.

"Is that a yes?" he said with laughter in his voice. Aww, he was laughing at me! He probably thinks I'm so stupid!

"I…uh…yes! Yes it is!" I shouted. Then I looked around to find people staring at me with comical faces: I must be such a joke to them. I quickly cleared a spot for him at the table and smiled a strangled smile up at him. "Here you go!"

He smiled and sat down across from me with an amused expression on his face. But when I looked closer, I saw that he looked extremely tired and he kind of looked…hurt. I hope I didn't do anything wrong!

"What would you like to drink, my dear? It's on me." He says with a grin that didn't quite reach his bloodshot eyes. Poor guy, it looks like he got dumped. But he didn't seem like the type that got dumped.

Despite his haggard look, I grinned back. "I don't drink."

His brow furrowed. "What? Then why are you in a bar?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "Basically because I find it relaxing coming here and seeing that a lot of other people have much bigger problems than me, so I come here often." I smirked at him. "What about you?"

His lips formed a snarl and he looked away. "I'd rather not talk about it."

I smiled sweetly, telling him with my eyes that it was ok. "Ok, I'm fine with that. What's your name?"

"Adrian Ivashkov. Yours?" (A/N: Yay! Team Ivashkov! :D)

"Stacy."

He grins. "What, no last name?"

I cock my head and say, "I don't feel that comfortable sharing that right now." (A/N: Actually, I can't think of one! Help!)

He smiles. "How old are you?" I wondered.

"Twenty one. You?"

"Twenty." That's not too bad… "Do you have any siblings?"

"Three sisters. And you?"

"None. Your parents?"

"Nathan and Alena Ivashkov. What about you?" (A/N: sorry another one! You guys wouldn't mind telling me his mom's real name, would you? I forgot! Was it even mentioned in the series?)

I twirl a strand of my hair with my finger. "Eh. They're nothing special, really."

"Hmm…" he says, wiggling his eyebrows. "Really?"

I roll my eyes. "They're dead."

His eyes widened and I had to hide my smile with my hand. "Oh…sorry."

I smirk and say, "Nothing personal, Ivashkov."

He drew little swirls with his fingers on the table with his head held up with his left hand. When he looked up at me, my heart pounded from the intensity of his stare. "Any more questions?" he asks, his eyes twinkling mischievously, as if he knew exactly what affect he was having on me.

"Just one," I say, tapping my fingers underneath the table. He gestures, showing me that I should proceed.

"Well, will you explain to me why you have colors swirling around your head?"

End of Chapter 1

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