Disclaimer: NW belongs to LJS. I am using it only for fun. Sydney Anson, Falcon Darkrose, Jesse Blackthorn, Runa Harman, Kissa Redfern, Magnus Blackthorn and Lapiz Crowe, and anyone else unrecognised belong to me.
Summary: Sydney is the school outcast, with a taste for the darkness and supernatural, but as far as she's concerned, it's all only myths and legends. When she's bitten by a vampire, and thrown into Night World, she realises how wrong she is...
Part 1
Sydney sat in class, bored out of her brains. She sighed, watching the rain fall, wondering why. Why her? Why was she stuck here, in this life, in this town? It was so boring. Nothing interesting ever happened.
She longed for excitement of any kind. She wanted lust, and adventure. Most of the other kids thought she was weird, with her dark, Gothic looks, her fascination with the dark side of life.
She'd have given anything to be part of that side. To be mystical and powerful, then that would show everyone who ignored her. She smiled faintly, toying with a ring she wore, a silver ring with a black flower, a dahlia. Her cousin Runa had given it to her for a birthday present once. Runa was a lot like her, with a taste for darkness. Hell, she even claimed she was a witch. Sydney had seen her perform a few spells, and she did seem to have an almost natural talent for magic, which made Sydney a little jealous. She hardly saw Runa. She lived in a small town, Crystal Valley. No where near as good as it sounded. Boring and small, with a population of no more than 10000. Everyone knew everyone else.
Everyone seemed somewhat scared of her. They didn't like her, cause she didn't follow their rules, where they believed everyone had to do well in school, go to college, get a good job afterwards. Ugh. How dull. Sydney cried out silently for something to happen to her.
But the chances of that happening, were slim to none. She had a sudden feeling then, that she was going to be proved very, very wrong.
* * *
Runa Harman was not pleased. Her friends were not happy about the idea of a human on their turf. Her cousin Sydney was supposed to be coming. It had always been a mystery to her as to why she had a human cousin. Loving a human was supposed to be against the rules of Night World, unless maybe her aunt had broken it.
Runa smiled faintly, always admiring anyone with the guts to break the rules. Sydney at least, seemed to have a taste for the dark side, she liked the occult, which made Runa like her more than most humans.
"What if she finds out about us?" her friend Falcon Darkrose, another witch asked, sitting on Runa's bed.
"She won't," Runa said. "You think I'm stupid enough to let the secret slip."
Runa frowned. She had never broken the law before, and never intended to. But with all her witchcraft books lying around, would Sydney figure it out? Even if she did, would she believe it?
Sydney may have a taste for the dark side of life, but as far as she was concerned, it was all just a story.
At Runa intended to keep it that way.
* * *
Sydney felt uncomfortable, sitting in Runa's room. She'd been introduced to Runa's friends, Jesse and Falcon, earlier. Falcon seemed kind of aloof, and unfriendly, and Jesse was vaguely threatening and scary.
And people think I'm weird, she thought. Both she and Runa had always seemed slightly weird and out of it. Sydney had thought she had more of a taste for the dark side than Runa.
The last time she had been to visit Runa, Runa's room had been decorated in shades of pink and cream. And now...
Everywhere was black and dark purple, swirling Gothic patterns, complete with strange, disturbing paintings, confused abstract sculptures, black candles...
This wasn't the Runa she knew. She focused on Runa's bookshelves, looking at the books. They all seemed to be on magic, and witchcraft, devil worship, Satanism, Death.
She pulled one out and flipped through the pages, spells, curses, charms...
"What are you doing?"
Sydney looked up to see Runa standing in the door. Runa was tall, dressed in a revealing black top and a long red leather skirt. Purple hair cascaded to her hips, and violet eyes glared at Sydney.
"And you think I'm *weird?*" Sydney said with a snort.
Runa frowned. "What'd you mean?"
Sydney gestured around the room. She had always liked the dark side, but this..."You actually really *believe* in all this?"
Runa took the spell book and put it back on the shelf. She eyed Sydney. "I thought you liked the darkness."
Sydney frowned. "Well, yeah, but this is just...just nuts. Maybe I like it, but I don't pretend I can actually practice Satanism."
Runa was insulted. "I practice dark magic, not Satanism."
Sydney chuckled. But was it really that funny? Maybe it was scary, that Runa was so obsessed with all this stuff, she actually thought she could do the magic.
"Prove it," she said.
Runa blinked. "What?"
Sydney smiled. "Prove it," she said again. "You really think you can do all this shit? I don't believe you. I want to see what you can do."
Something sparked in Runa's violet eyes, anger...and something more. Something...frightening that Sydney had never seen in her cousin's face before.
"You got it," Runa said, with an unpleasant smile. She put the book back on the shelf and walked out.
Sydney sat down on the bed. She hadn't liked the look Runa had given her. She wasn't so sure she really wanted to know if Runa could do magic or not. But she'd asked for it. And something was telling her she really *had* asked for it.
* * *
"Are you out of your fucking *mind*?"
Runa frowned, not looking at Falcon, almost feeling how angry the other girl was. "I got mad," she said.
"You and your ego," Falcon raged on. "We're not supposed to show ourselves to humans, we're all gonna be *killed* for this."
Runa turned her icy purple gaze on Falcon, trying to calm her rising annoyance, and the energy blast she could feel wanting to sizzle out her palms. "Look, who's gonna know?"
Falcon glared back at her. Everyone knew Runa had a huge ego she hated anyone bruising. And more than once it had gotten them into trouble.
"Besides," Runa went on, turning back to her bookcase, and studying the volumes. "We don't even have to do something big and complicated. We can show her something simple like glamour. Hell, even humans can do that one, sometimes."
Falcon still didn't look any happier. Runa didn't care. Let her deal with it however the hell she wanted to. "And of course," she added, a smile curving her lips, "we can always have Jesse blank her mind once we're done then no matter what we do she won't remember anything."
Falcon sighed. "I still don't like this," she grumbled.
To be honest, Runa didn't like it all that much herself, but she was the one who had gotten herself into the mess, and she had to get herself out.
No one told her what a mess it was going to be.
* * *
Summary: Sydney is the school outcast, with a taste for the darkness and supernatural, but as far as she's concerned, it's all only myths and legends. When she's bitten by a vampire, and thrown into Night World, she realises how wrong she is...
Part 1
Sydney sat in class, bored out of her brains. She sighed, watching the rain fall, wondering why. Why her? Why was she stuck here, in this life, in this town? It was so boring. Nothing interesting ever happened.
She longed for excitement of any kind. She wanted lust, and adventure. Most of the other kids thought she was weird, with her dark, Gothic looks, her fascination with the dark side of life.
She'd have given anything to be part of that side. To be mystical and powerful, then that would show everyone who ignored her. She smiled faintly, toying with a ring she wore, a silver ring with a black flower, a dahlia. Her cousin Runa had given it to her for a birthday present once. Runa was a lot like her, with a taste for darkness. Hell, she even claimed she was a witch. Sydney had seen her perform a few spells, and she did seem to have an almost natural talent for magic, which made Sydney a little jealous. She hardly saw Runa. She lived in a small town, Crystal Valley. No where near as good as it sounded. Boring and small, with a population of no more than 10000. Everyone knew everyone else.
Everyone seemed somewhat scared of her. They didn't like her, cause she didn't follow their rules, where they believed everyone had to do well in school, go to college, get a good job afterwards. Ugh. How dull. Sydney cried out silently for something to happen to her.
But the chances of that happening, were slim to none. She had a sudden feeling then, that she was going to be proved very, very wrong.
* * *
Runa Harman was not pleased. Her friends were not happy about the idea of a human on their turf. Her cousin Sydney was supposed to be coming. It had always been a mystery to her as to why she had a human cousin. Loving a human was supposed to be against the rules of Night World, unless maybe her aunt had broken it.
Runa smiled faintly, always admiring anyone with the guts to break the rules. Sydney at least, seemed to have a taste for the dark side, she liked the occult, which made Runa like her more than most humans.
"What if she finds out about us?" her friend Falcon Darkrose, another witch asked, sitting on Runa's bed.
"She won't," Runa said. "You think I'm stupid enough to let the secret slip."
Runa frowned. She had never broken the law before, and never intended to. But with all her witchcraft books lying around, would Sydney figure it out? Even if she did, would she believe it?
Sydney may have a taste for the dark side of life, but as far as she was concerned, it was all just a story.
At Runa intended to keep it that way.
* * *
Sydney felt uncomfortable, sitting in Runa's room. She'd been introduced to Runa's friends, Jesse and Falcon, earlier. Falcon seemed kind of aloof, and unfriendly, and Jesse was vaguely threatening and scary.
And people think I'm weird, she thought. Both she and Runa had always seemed slightly weird and out of it. Sydney had thought she had more of a taste for the dark side than Runa.
The last time she had been to visit Runa, Runa's room had been decorated in shades of pink and cream. And now...
Everywhere was black and dark purple, swirling Gothic patterns, complete with strange, disturbing paintings, confused abstract sculptures, black candles...
This wasn't the Runa she knew. She focused on Runa's bookshelves, looking at the books. They all seemed to be on magic, and witchcraft, devil worship, Satanism, Death.
She pulled one out and flipped through the pages, spells, curses, charms...
"What are you doing?"
Sydney looked up to see Runa standing in the door. Runa was tall, dressed in a revealing black top and a long red leather skirt. Purple hair cascaded to her hips, and violet eyes glared at Sydney.
"And you think I'm *weird?*" Sydney said with a snort.
Runa frowned. "What'd you mean?"
Sydney gestured around the room. She had always liked the dark side, but this..."You actually really *believe* in all this?"
Runa took the spell book and put it back on the shelf. She eyed Sydney. "I thought you liked the darkness."
Sydney frowned. "Well, yeah, but this is just...just nuts. Maybe I like it, but I don't pretend I can actually practice Satanism."
Runa was insulted. "I practice dark magic, not Satanism."
Sydney chuckled. But was it really that funny? Maybe it was scary, that Runa was so obsessed with all this stuff, she actually thought she could do the magic.
"Prove it," she said.
Runa blinked. "What?"
Sydney smiled. "Prove it," she said again. "You really think you can do all this shit? I don't believe you. I want to see what you can do."
Something sparked in Runa's violet eyes, anger...and something more. Something...frightening that Sydney had never seen in her cousin's face before.
"You got it," Runa said, with an unpleasant smile. She put the book back on the shelf and walked out.
Sydney sat down on the bed. She hadn't liked the look Runa had given her. She wasn't so sure she really wanted to know if Runa could do magic or not. But she'd asked for it. And something was telling her she really *had* asked for it.
* * *
"Are you out of your fucking *mind*?"
Runa frowned, not looking at Falcon, almost feeling how angry the other girl was. "I got mad," she said.
"You and your ego," Falcon raged on. "We're not supposed to show ourselves to humans, we're all gonna be *killed* for this."
Runa turned her icy purple gaze on Falcon, trying to calm her rising annoyance, and the energy blast she could feel wanting to sizzle out her palms. "Look, who's gonna know?"
Falcon glared back at her. Everyone knew Runa had a huge ego she hated anyone bruising. And more than once it had gotten them into trouble.
"Besides," Runa went on, turning back to her bookcase, and studying the volumes. "We don't even have to do something big and complicated. We can show her something simple like glamour. Hell, even humans can do that one, sometimes."
Falcon still didn't look any happier. Runa didn't care. Let her deal with it however the hell she wanted to. "And of course," she added, a smile curving her lips, "we can always have Jesse blank her mind once we're done then no matter what we do she won't remember anything."
Falcon sighed. "I still don't like this," she grumbled.
To be honest, Runa didn't like it all that much herself, but she was the one who had gotten herself into the mess, and she had to get herself out.
No one told her what a mess it was going to be.
* * *