Chapter 1:

I've been a vampire for a very long time, longer than any off my so-called friends. I call them my so-called friends because we share a common fact that we are the same species but that's about as far as it goes. I don't like what I am or what is happening to me. They all feed on humans and I don't like that fact I would rather feed on animal blood or human food, which is what I've been doing except for the first few years.

Today our hide-out is being attacked by a group of vampire hunters. I watched as some of my friends were stacked and others were pushed out into the sun after their rings were removed. The rings are special they give us the ability to go out during the day. Unless you're like me and only need them to keep your eye colour natural. Eventually one of the hunters came towards me with a bottle of holy water and a stack in his other hand. His eyes were strained and dark brown. His mouth was in a very angry line and his face made a frowning line above his eyes.

He tried to throw the holy water at me but I hit the window behind me with my elbow and broke it. Then I broke the rest of the window and ran out of it. The hunter followed me for a while but eventually I outran him. I didn't realise until he stopped running that there were more than one chasing me. It looked as if almost all the hunters were chasing me. He might be faster than the others but he was still human. As soon as I was away from the hide-out I went to the city library. It would be cold due to the air-conditioner and nobody would, make a scene in a public place like it.

I sat down in the darkest part of the library and began to read a book that was sitting nearby. It was a book about vampire romance. A girl fell in love with a boy and found that he loved her blood slightly more. His status as a vampire was overpowering their relationship. In the end she went to one of his friends and got him to change her. Her vampire boyfriend didn't like it at first but after a while got use to it and they ended up getting married a traditionally human thing to do. It was a perfect romance story for a fairytale.

I'm glad it worked out for somebody even if it was in fairytale land. I shook the thought out of my head when I first saw him. He was sitting on a bean bag across from me. He looked directly at me and smiled. I smiled back.

He is so gorgeous, mahogany brown almost black hair, and dark brown eyes. As I looked at him he just kept smiling at me. It felt weird, I had human boys smiling at me all the time but this was different. I know I look awesome as a vampire. What with having long medium brown hair and a natural blonde streak. My eyes are deep blue unless I'm hungry, plus I have nothing wrong with me physically. I'm perfectly fit and healthy.

I looked back down at the book I was reading, even though I finished the book. It was the human way to act. I pretended to read a little before I got out of my seat. I returned the book back to its proper shelf then left the library.

Outside I was welcomed with two teenage boys who sounded like they wanted to have some fun. They whistled at me and motioned for me to walk towards them; I walked in the opposite direction. One of the boys called out to me, "Don't be that way. You know you want some of this."

I turned to say something back but the guy was standing with them; he had one of the boys by the collar of his shirt and saying something in his ear. I tried to listen in.

"Show more respect to her or I'll rearrange your face. And don't think I won't." His voice was velvet yet threatening.

Both boys motioned for me to come back with shameful looks on their faces. I pretended like I didn't hear what the gorgeous guy with brown eyes said. I looked at them as if I had a better place to be. "What do you want?"

"We're sorry," Both boys said at the same time.

I nodded and turned to walk away when one of my friends from the hide-out were standing.

"Kennan, are you alright? Where are the others?" Kennan is a very tall guy with black hair, green eyes and a very muscular body almost too muscular.

He grabbed my arm and began to pull me along. "We need to talk."

I just nodded and followed along. He walked into the park around the side of the library he sat on one of the seat and turned to look at me. His face was deep with emotion and worry. Finally he spoke, "They got Rachael. I'm not sure if she got away."

I felt numb. I couldn't speak I couldn't move. Rachael was one of the only true friend s that I have in the whole world. I didn't think it possible but I began to cry.

Kennan just looked at me and said, "Sorry, Asha. I know she was your friend but I also came to tell you that I'm leaving its too dangerous."

I nodded and he stood leaned over the table and kissed the top of my head before he walked away. I didn't know what to do or to say. I have never felt this alone before. I pulled my legs up in front of my face and began to cry even harder. I don't really care who sees me.

I could hear someone lean down and say, "Are you alright?"

I nodded not really sure. I didn't look up.

He said, "I don't think you are. If you were you wouldn't be crying."

I finally took in a deep breath and looked up. He was standing directly in front of me. My eyes locked onto his. It was hard to really remember why I was crying. He sat down next to me and just looked at me.

After a little while he began to talk again, "Do you mind telling me why you're crying?"

"My friend has just been killed." I said plainly with almost no emotion. It was hard to pretend to be human when I'm in this sort of mood.

He just nodded and smiled slightly.

"I'm Alex and your name is?"

"Asha. But everybody calls me sweetie."

He smiled again and said, "That's a pretty name. But why does everybody call you Sweetie?" I guess he was trying to make small talk to get my mind of off Rachael.

"It's a nickname. I don't know I've had it for as long as I can remember."I took in a deep breath. "Do you always walk up to crying girls?"

"Not really. But I saw the guys giving you a hard time and then that other big scary guy. You looked terrified when he showed up. I just wanted to check that you were okay."

"The two guys out front of the library I can handle. Kennan on the other hands is a little harder. Plus he is an old friend and I thought he was mad at me."

He looked at me for a short while. "Why would he be mad at you?"

I took in a deep breath, trying to think of a good way to phrase it without scaring him or telling him too much. "Earlier today my friends and I were attacked. Instead of trying to help my friends I ran. I got out of there as fast as I could which is what cost one of my friends her life. I wasn't there to protect her like I usually did."

"I see." He smiled slightly. "But it's not your fault she's dead whoever killed her is to blame."

"It does work that way for my kind." After I said it, I knew it was too late to take it back.

"Your kind?"

Before I could answer the vampire hunter that was chasing me earlier showed up. He looked directly at me and began to walk over. I turned to look at Alex he waited for his answer.

"You better get going."

He looked up at me then followed where my eyes were headed, to the guy with a wooden steak in one hand and bow and arrow in the other hand. I took in a deep breath and Alex sat his hand on my shoulder. Then he did the most unthinkable thing possible he got up and walked over to the guy with the bow and arrow.

The guy told him to get away from here as soon as possible. He shook his head and said, "Leave her alone."

The hunter shook his head and said, "Alexander get home now I swear to god you don't know what she is or what she is capable off."

Alex looked very unhappy. "Dad, quit it. If she wanted to kill me she would off already."

Dad, the man that hunted me was his father. I sat slightly shaken and worried that he was going to get himself between me and his father. He doesn't know me. I stood and walked towards them.

I put my hand on Alex's shoulder and said, "Don't start a fight with your father. He is just doing his job."

His father looked as if he was going to go into shock. "Get your hand off of my son." I removed my hand from Alex's shoulder.

Then Alex's father shot me with his arrow. I dropped to the ground in pain. I don't know why but Alex leaned down and pulled the arrow out. He put his hand over the top of it and snapped the end off. Whatever he was doing was making his father really angry, he out his hand over the end of the arrow that was still slightly sticking out of my chest. I started to feel some sort of electric shock run through my body. Then Alex removed his hands and my chest was fine, the hole was gone. I looked up at him and he smiled before he turned to his father.

"I know you mean right. But she has done nothing wrong. I've been watching her almost all day. She isn't like the rest of them, or don't you believe me."

"It's not weather I believe you or not. I have a job to do. And I'm sorry but that means killer her."

"You're not going to touch her."Alex sounded angrier than before.

"Alex, get out of here."

Alex leaned down and held his hand out. I took it and he helped me up. He wrapped an arm around my waist and began to tow me away from his father. His father aimed his bow and arrow again. Alex moved his arm higher to cover my heart. His father lowered the weapon. I didn't hear him leave or move.

We reached a black car with tinted windows it was almost a brand new Mitsubishi Evo. It was a cool car. Alex unlocked the car and sat me in the front passenger's seat, before going around to the driver's seat.

He buckled up his seatbelt. I tried to do the same but was in a lot of pain. Alex leaned over and strapped me in.

"Thank you." I actually said it with meaning for the first time in years.

"No worries, I'm just sorry my father shot you."

"It's his job."

"That's a lousy reason. You're not like the rest your different. I saw it in your eyes in the library. When I smiled at you, you smiled back and not in a way that you were hungry." He started the engine and began to drive away. "Plus I sat really close to you in the park and your eyes didn't change."

"I don't like the taste of human blood."

"Then how do you survive?"

"Human food but I sometimes I have animal blood as well."

"Really, I thought you were all sort of blood crazy."

"Most of my kind is but there is more than one sort of vampire. When you're changed your old life and new life combine, because I was technically a vegetarian in my old life now I eat everything except for human blood."

"Interesting."

"Not really I'm the only vampire of my kind around this area, so it gets a little boring and lonely. That's why I was with the other group. We were the same except for eating habits and they never pushed me on the way I choose to survive."

He just nodded.

I looked out the window for a little while. We were heading out of town. I turned to him and said, "Where are we going?"

"To my house, I have more supplies there to get you back on your feet before my father tries to attack you again. I'm sorry about that by the way."

"You've already told me you're sorry but you're not the one that shot me. And you're not the one in the car following us."

He turned to look behind him. "Great." He wasn't happy.

"Why are you even helping me?"

"Like I told you, you're not like the rest. The rest of your kind I have a problem with but not with you, unless you bite me."

I laughed slightly. "Like I told you I don't like the taste of human blood."

"So you've tried it."

I nodded. "But I didn't want to I did it to save a friends life."

"Did you kill her?"

I nodded, "When she was an out of control vampire. Yes I did kill her."

"I can understand why you're different from the rest you don't want to kill anybody."

"If that were the only reason, it might be true."

"Then what's the real reason?"

"I've been a vampire since 1833 and I regret it every day. I didn't become one by choose and I lost everything the day I become one. I can't be a normal human being ever again. I can't just hang out with friends and have fun. Everywhere I look I have someone after me. And when I'm not being chased by a vampire hunter I have one of my own disagreeing with my way of life and trying to change my mind."

He nodded then began to speed well past the speed limit.

"Doesn't your father know where you live, he'll find me. It's probably better if you just let me out here and I'll run away and hide."

He shook his head, "I haven't talk to my father for a few years so he has no idea where I live."

"You don't get along."

"It's not that. He has always thought his job was more important than anything. Even my mother's death, he missed her funeral."

"I'm sorry."

He looked at me and smiled, "It was a while ago. I guess everybody you know is dead."

"Yep, I have nothing and nobody. Except for Ryan."

"Who is Ryan?"

"My brother."

"Your brother is still alive."

I nodded.

"Does it hurt?"

"Does what hurt?"

"You were shot remember."

"Yeah, what did you do? I should be a pile of ash."

"I'm a healer of sorts. Yet I never had a chance to help a vampire I was just hoping it would work."

"I guess we are all surprised every now and again. How did you know what I was?"

"The colour of your skin is lighter than a normal human plus you were reading in the dark and could still see. And plus you read the whole book quicker than normal rate."

I slightly laughed which made me gasp for air when I could feel a pain where I was shot.

"You okay."

I nodded, "Just a little sore."

He nodded and the car began to slow as we reached a huge house built into the side of a hill. There was another huge house joint to it by a small hallway. He drove into the drive way and clicked the automatic garage door. He drove straight in and closed the garage door. Before walking around the car and helping me out of my seat. He put his arm around my waist to help support my weight and began for a door that I assume leads into the house.

We barely got to the door when I began to feel dizzy then remember nothing after that.