ummm...hi ::waves:: ignoring the other "story" on my homepage. This is pretty much the first thing I got the guts to post up here. None of you guys know me. I'm not Teensie-sama* or vjgm* or I don't know any of them. But I just wanna say thanks for reading and ummm... ya I'm done

oh wait... ummm I take no part in the publishing or writing of the book I'm mooching the characters off of

Chapter one: The beginning of it all

My eyes were glued to the screen. I couldn't take them off of it. They were moving across the computer screen rapidly, trying to take in as much information in the least amount of time possible. I was sitting there, enjoying the last day of free internet connection before I had to leave for college. My graduation was a few months ago and I had just turned 18. I flicked open and closed the flip knife my dad had got me in a much practiced motion. I had decided that the last two days before my moving into the dorm would be spent in front of the computer, reading Fanfictions galore.

And that's exactly what I did. The only time I left the beautiful glowing screen was to eat, sleep and take a shower....wait. That's wrong. Even eating was in front of my goddess.

I didn't look up when the sonorous boom of the long unused door-knob was unlocked and opened. My parents had stopped trying to talk to me over 16 hours ago.

I only cocked an ear when I head two unknown male voices interrupt my sacred reading time. I heard the tell-tale jingle of lock-picks and immediately, my attention was on the two intruders. My brain, which had turned off some 14 hours ago, didn't realize until it was too late that saying something was probably a bad idea.

"Hello?" My voice sounded pathetically tentative.

"I thought you said no one was home at this time Mike!" The low baritone seemed to hiss across the house, causing a shiver to scramble down my spine.

I heard their heavy footfalls coming slowly toward me.

"Get out of here." Again, my voice wavered. I heard two low chuckles resonating toward me. Seeming to grab me like fingers and cause me to shake. I took a deep calming breath, and flicked out the knife.

'And I thought my dad was crazy giving me this damn thing...'

They both looked at me superciliously. Cackling at the pathetic looking knife I was pointing at them. The strident sound caused me to shake, but I refused to let of the life line in my palm.

"What'cha goi'n to'do with that doll? The one named Mike sneered at me.

I didn't answer.

"Common doll, give that to daddy and we wont kill you." Mike nodded at his partner without breaking his gaze from my cleavage.

"Yes, we have a much better use for you." The serpentine like voice hissed at me while he licked his lips.

I started to mumble under my breath.

"What's that sugar?" The other man said, now also eyeing my body like I was some type of prostitute. My voice didn't rise in pitch.

"Look at me!"

I didn't raise my eyes from the wooden floor. I saw the iron toed boots of one of the men in my vision and I started to shake.

"I said look at me!" The man with the baritone voice boomed, I still didn't look up, but my voice did rise.

"Neck, legs and chest, neck legs and chest. I repeated over and over.

Suddenly my shaking stopped. I couldn't hear anything other than the blood rushing through my system. I felt my heart increase, the rhythmic beat of it calmed me down. I took a step forward, rearranging my hold on my knife.

"What the FUCK!" The one named Mike yelled, jumping back. "Her eyes are fucking glowing red!"

"Shut up." My subconscious realized that I didn't recognize the cold, calculating voice that came out of my mouth.

"You son of a BITCH!" I ignored the outbreak from Mike.

"It seems..." I said, my hair blowing in a wind that existed only for me. I took one slow, calculating step forward. Watching my prey start to shake. A slow, malicious grin spread over my face. My glowing eyes, eyed the 'men' over. "that the tables have turned. The predator becomes the prey." I chuckled.

"Now,"

I stepped forward.

"You die!"

I lunged.

* I do not take any of the writing of these two fabulous Fanfiction writers. I used their names only for the purpose of saying how I'm not as good as them

A/N-this story is not! Over.