Okay, this story is brought back to life! Yessss. Anyway, it was once called Elizabeth, but I gave it a more interesting title..

Chapter One: Welcome...or not.

It was a dark and cold night when I emerged from the portal. I, Elizabeth, felt myself blend in with the night. I was wearing all black, and my long wavy hair blended in with my asymmetrical dress with lace ruffles (a present from my last "gaurdian").

I have had a plethora of "gaurdians." My most recent was a man, or something, who was called the Master. He was the king of the vampires, I think. I never really knew. I met him when I accidently intruded on some big feast. he mistaked me for my mother, like most people who study their demonolgy did. He, however, didn't try to stake me. He took me in, and provided me with shelter and clothing, and even had raiding parties go get me food. I was treated like royalty, but the Scourge always was, so no figure, the daughter of the Scourge would be treated in the same way. He even offered me L.A. as my own city. I refused though, since part of the deal was that I was to be sired. I didn't plan on becoming an undead person anytime soon, so I ran away through another portal.

That is where my journey to find my father began. At the moment, I was the alley, just escaping undeadness. I glanced around. It appeared to be a big city, which was always good. I looked up, and saw a few stars. the light was to bright to see all of them though.

For some odd reason, I have always loved the stars. I don't know why, but I think that mother liked them, and I have brief memories of her pointing them out to me at night, from a balcony in London. I know very little about my family, only that they were in a group called the Scourge, which are very honorable among vampires.

I hoped that there weren't many vampires here, because where ever there are vampires, there are Slayers, and they often try to kill me. I hoped that this was the world I had wished for, perfect, where I'm normal, but it probably wouldn't be, mainly because I normally have very bad luck, and everything goes wrong.

Strangely enough though, everything felt right here. I felt I could blend in with society as I do with the darkness. I headed out into the street, and looked around. I realized that i was in L.A. right away. I liked L.A. It had the right mix of everything, and it fit me perfectly.

I got lost in my thoughts, and suddenly realized that I was very hungry. The growling in my stomach was very loud, and I was sure the people 50 miles away heard it. I stopped at the first place I saw. it was called Caritas.

I went in, and was suddenly greeted by the most horrid voice ever. I looked around and saw a demon on the stage belting out lyrics to some random Elton John song. I shuddered. It was simply hideous.

I quickly saw that they didn't serve food here. I still decided to hang around, though. This place was interesting. As the ong went on, i saw a demon dressed in a bright red suit standing near the stage, shaking his head thoughtfully. I put him as the leader of this whole thing. There were several more people here, obviously waiting for something. I thought that maybe this was a karoke place for demons. I gave a quick laugh. The demons I knew wouldn't karoke for a whole entire country to massacre. I sighed lightly, and turned to the bar. Most of the items contained acochol, or demonish things. I did evnetualy find a virgin margarita, without blood in it. I was only 17, or otherwise I would be having something else.

The bartender made a huge display of making it. I growled impaitently. Who was he showing off for. When he heard the growl, i think he stopped showing off. I wouldn't know, because I had turned back to the stage. The demon in the red suit was singing an old song. I huffed. Why did they have to sing songs that happened 30 years ago or more? I perferred Evenasence, or at least Smash Mouth. Suddenly a song popped in my head, and I began to mouth the words. i advanced to whisper singing, and got lost in it. I didn't even hear the red-suited demon arrive at the bar. He was staring at, as if he could tell all my secrets. I could also tell he thought I was my mother.

"I'm not who you think I am so don't even try and kill me. 'Kay?" I said briskly.

"And who would you be then?" he asked, the bartender handing him a drink.

"Elizabeth. that's all you're getting." I was getting really defensive. "And who are you?"

"I'm Lorne. Pleased to meetcha. Where ya from?"

"A place." I said as I pulled my hair out of my eyes. My eyes were a strange light blue color, and they were constanly bright, as if a star had been caught in them.

"Wanna sing?"

"Let me think about that...no." I said strictly.

"Why not?"

"Okay. There's a huge list of things I don't do. Number 1, is get killed. Number two, go insane. I think I'm actaully breaking that one. And Number 3, i don't sing unless the voices in my head say so, and they haven't given me permission yet. Sorry. Catch me in 20 years, if I'm not in the insane assylum." I got up, put money for my drink on teh bar, and headed out the door.

Now I needed a place to spend the night. Empty buildings were often great, but I decided not to on that one. I didn't have the dangers of this world down yet, and i wasn't going to risk anything. I did find an old abandoned hotel though. I didn't ever find out it's name, and I most likely never will. It had furnished rooms, and the bedding wasn't infested with bugs. It did have an odd aura about it though, as if it hid secrets. I found a room that had a stereo, and decided to stay there. I put in a CD, but it must have stopped sometime, because I was able to hear the loud crash of the door opening. I put on my dress and coat, and prepared to head out the back way. But then I realize that I didn't look for a back way. I decided to stay in the room, and jump out the window if necessary. I could hear footsteps, and even the sound of a sword being drawn out. i flinched. Swords were not good. I closed my eyes, and when I opened them...

CLIFFHANGER!

I'm a bit more sane now when I originally wrote this story, so no more Tee hee hee higgles. I hope not...

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