A/N: Hey peeps, this is 'BABYLIBBY96' just in-case you didn't notice. I've created another account, and this is the only account I'll be using from now on.

Anyway, this is a very important Author's Note, so read this through first before starting on the re-edited version of this story ~ It's around the same, but the first chapter will be based before the movie. Hopefully my grammar, spelling and whatnot is a lot better than before. Everything to help with the story is on profile; OC appearance, clothes through-out the story, and any other important bits. Just to point out, I own nothing except my OC, and any other OC that may appear during the story. Well that's about it, but I hope you enjoy the story, and review if you can.

- Chapter 1 ~ 1612 -
- England, 1612 -

"Nora!"

Ignoring my father's demands, I carried on running towards the stables. Thankfully my black horse, Shadow, was in the first stall closest to the door.

"Get back here Nora!"

I could tell from the volume of his voice that he was getting closer, and that I had no time to saddle Shadow.

"Come on boy." I whispered, opening the stall door and leading him out by his long black mane.

As we exited the barn I immediately noticed my father storming towards me, the lantern held in his left hand. I quickly mounted Shadow and looked back at my father.

"I'm sorry." I whimpered.

He shook his head and stopped moving, choosing to glare at me instead. "Come home Nora, come home with me now and we can forget any of this ever happened. Things can go back to normal." His tone was a lot calmer than before, but he still seemed frustrated.

"I don't want things to go back to normal, don't you get that?" I sighed, narrowing my eyes slightly.

"Nora, you will get back into this house and do what you are told! Your mother is too sick to deal with your pathetic rebellion and disgrace to our family. She could lose the baby, do you want that?!" He shouted, once again angered by my disobedience.

"Don't say that, don't you dare try to guilt-trip me back into that house," I said, my eyes narrowed in anger. "I love him papa, don't you get that?"

He sighed at my pleading tone, shaking his head as he glanced around us. "He's not right for you, Nora. Ever since you met him you've both been getting into nothing but trouble. You used to be a good girl Eleanor, what happened?"

"He happened. And he was the best thing that ever happened to me. Before him I was your obedient little daughter, the girl you would bring out when men weren't agreeing to what you wanted. All I am to you, is your secret weapon. Not your daughter."

I turned back and nudged Shadows sides with my feet, causing him to gallop us both into the dark forest.

- T/S -

We passed a very familiar tree and I slowed Shadow down so that we were trotting down the path. Once we turned the corner Shadow halted and I gasped, my eyes widening at the shadowy figure.

"Hello Nora." A familiar voice greeted.

I sighed in relief and smiled as I tilted my head. "I didn't think you'd still be here."

He walked closer and I had to squint to see him through the darkness. "You know I'll always wait for you." He stood on Shadow's left side and I swung my right leg over, looking down at him.

"You always know how to charm a girl don't you Gregory?" I teased as he rested his hands on my thighs. My hands rested on his shoulders as I pushed away from Shadow and he moved his arms quickly, locking them underneath my bum so that his head reached my stomach.

I felt him shrug. "You always fall for it though, don't you Nora?"

His arms loosened and I slid down his body until my feet firmly planted the floor. "Father will come looking again." I sighed.

My eyes adjusted and I could see him nod, followed by the feel of him taking my hands. "I actually have something to ask you."

"Alright." I muttered, worry filling my tone.

"Do you love me Nora?"

My eyes narrowed in disbelief. "Of course! Do you think I would be here right now if I didn't?!" I exclaimed.

"It's alright, Nora," He moved his hands to my cheeks in an attempt to calm me down.

"I'm sorry." I sighed, clenching my eyes shut for a moment. "Go on."

"Would you die to be with me?" He continued.

My eyes widened at the question. It wasn't something someone could answer in the short time I had right now. But as I ran the thought through my head, I realised I would do anything for him; Anything.

"Yes."

"The meeting tonight," He paused for a moment, shaking his head slightly. "It didn't go according to plan. My family and I, we have to leave."

I felt sadness take over my emotions, along with curiosity and confusion. "W...Why?"

"Something was meant to happen tonight, but it didn't and it's a while before it can happen again. But that isn't the point. I want you to come with us."

I smiled slightly at the thought of leaving with him. His family were the nicest people I'd ever met. His father was quite strict on him, but all fathers were strict with their sons. It was how things were in our time.

"Of course."

He crushed his lips against my own and I put my hands on his neck, holding him as close as possible.

"But I need you to sacrifice something for me." He whispered, pulling back and resting his forehead against my own.

"I'll do it. I have nothing to lose." I replied, shaking my head.

He sighed and pulled back further, letting his hands release my face. My own slid down his waist before falling against my sides.

"There's something about me Nora, something you don't know."

I narrowed my eyes again, and toyed with the sleeves of my dress. "Go on."

"I'm a vampire, Nora."

My eyes widened at the revelation and I stepped back from him, taking a shaky breath as I did.

It was no secret that vampires occupied our small town. About two months ago people started missing, until eventually they were found in the forest. They were pale, bruised, and bloody. The only trace of wounds that could be found was hole marks on the throat. How did I know? My father had joined the group of hunters.

"B...But, how?" I questioned. "I've seen you in the daylight."

"It happened a few weeks ago," He sighed. "Father was attacked. Then a week later, he turned the rest of us. Didn't want to live on and watch us die."

I nodded in understanding. "What is it you want me to give up, Gregory?"

"Your humanity, Nora." He rushed forward and took my hands in his own again, gently rubbing the back of my hands with his thumbs. "Let me turn you. You can help us search for the stone."

Noticing my hesitation, he added another offer to the statement, one he knew I wouldn't refuse. "You'd be with me, forever."

"But, my family..."

"Were never there for you!" He exclaimed, cutting me off. "They never listened to you, never cared what you thought. They'll do it to your mothers new baby just as they have done to you. I love you, Nora."

I sighed and tilted my head slightly, running the thoughts through my mind. "Will it hurt?"

He smirked slightly, knowing I was going to give in to him; Again. "Only for a second. One small moment of pain and you'll be asleep. When you wake up, you'll be one of us."

"What do your family think of all this?" I questioned.

"They're not...pleased, with the arrangement. But my father, for once, understood what I wanted. He told me if it was him and our mother, he would do the same. I've never had a conversation that civil before." He replied. I could tell by his voice the shock of it hadn't quite worn off.

"They all agree with this?"

"Yes. Anna thinks it's the most romantic thing in the world."

I giggled, knowing exactly how his little sister felt about relationships. "You should have seen that coming."

He hummed in agreement, glancing around us for a moment. "What will it be Nora? Are you willing to give it all up for me?"

"You know the answer already, so stop dragging this out." I muttered, rolling my eyes.

"You know me too well." He chuckled.

"I would do anything for you. But what's to stop you from leaving me? What if after, thirty years or so, that you decide you no longer want me?"

He gripped my waist and yanked me forward. "That will never happen, Nora. I swear to you."

"Then do it." I sighed, resting my palms on his shoulders.

"Good girl." He muttered, trailing a line of light kisses from my cheek to my throat. "Try not to scream."

A blinding pain ran through my neck and I clenched my eyes shut, tensing as I gripped his shirt in my hands.