~Chapter 1: The Bash~ As she looked out the window, Sarah longed for her mother. When she looked in the mirror, she was reminded of her mother. For as long as she could possably remember, she had been told she looked like Tracy, her mother. For she had full pouting lips, pale blue eyes, waist length blonde hair(usually in a pony-tail), and skin as fair and white as snow. She knew tonight was gonna be a long night. She was one of the last of her kind, after all. As much as she hated it, Sarah had a mission tonight.
Sarah had been training for seventeen years, most of those years on her own. The last six years had been hardest. Sarah walked into her room and got herself dressed, when she back out she was wearing a white tank top, blue capris and white high heeled boots. Sarah walked over to one of the many tables in her living room. Along this table, all intricately laid out, where her precious knives. each forged with steel and ancient magic. But the ones that sat on this table where special, they had belonged to her mother and they where her favorites. Slowly, carefully, Sarah slipped each of them into their sheeths, carefully placed so that each and every one of them where hidden. Sarah had a little over an hour before she had to leave for the bash. She sat down on the fllor of her living room and began meditating as she often did before a bash. It was during this time that she unlocked her powers. Being a Vampire Slayer, she would need each and every one of those powers if she wanted to defeat her apponent. She was able to unlock a few of her powers before there was a knock at the door. Before she could get up to answer the door, it opened to reveal one of her closest friends, Aubrey.
