This is my first try at an L J Smith story. This is going to be a crossover of quite a few of her stories, NightWorld theory and maybe a few characters will show up to say hi, Julian… and even a hint of Damon… I've thought about doing this for a while but only recently got the motivation for it. If you have never read any of L J Smith's books you will probably not understand what is happening in a few later chapters, though it may not matter… depending on where the story goes and all. I know what you're thinking, how can Damon show up in a Night World based story, well I'll explain that when I get there… Same with Julian.

Anyway review and let me know what you think of it so far, don't forget to review!

Night Terrors

Chapter 1

Lilith Aisling Ambrose walked from her last class of the year and breathed a sigh of relief. She had just turned seventeen in December and couldn't wait to be a senior in high school, but for now she just wanted to spend the summer swimming and hanging out with her friends.

"Lily," she heard a voice call and turned to see her best friend Adam walking across the hall towards her. A smile automatically came to her lips as she saw him, he was one of the funniest people she knew, he could always make her laugh no matter the circumstances.

"Hey Adam, wheres Eve?" She smirked, bringing up the old joke she always used, they had both stopped finding it amusing in the fourth grade but she continued to say it having run out of witty comments about his name at about the same time the joke stopped being funny.

"She's at home covered in leaves," he said, rolling his eyes.

"So what's the plan for today?" She asked, taking his arm and leading him outside for a cigarette.

"Way I figure it is, it's summer we don't have any plans," she laughed and hit him playfully on the shoulder as they walked to the corner.

"Well then what do you feel like doing to celebrate our newfound freedom?"

"I dunno, get drunk? There's a party at Sherie's tonight." Lily groaned loudly.

"There's gotta be a better place to get drunk, maybe I could talk some guy into buying me liquor and we could all go back to my place?" She asked hopefully, she hated Sherie.

"I spose we could, your parents are still outta town right?" He asked, and she nodded agreement. Her parents were almost always out of town anyway. "What about your brothers?"

"Noah doesn't give a shit and the rest are never home anyway," she said with a shrug as they reached the corner. She dug in her pockets for a lighter and a smoke and lit up, exhaling with an ah. Adam laughed at her as she did so. She turned and laughed right back at him as he copied her unconsciously.

"What, been a couple hours since my last one," he said with a shrug.

"Exactly. So collect some people, boos, my house?" She asked as she spotted Sherie making her way towards them.

"I'm down," he said with a smirk.

"So you're coming to my party tonight, right Adam?" Sherie asked, ignoring Lily.

"Sorry Sher, got other plans," Adam said with a smile. Lily could never understand how he could like Sherie, she was rude, obnoxious, and ugly as all hell, but for some reason Adam still liked her. Then again, Adam liked everyone.

"Aww, more important then my party? Can't you cancel them?"

"Sorry Sher but my plans are very important," Adam stomped his cigarette out and smiled at her. "Maybe another time."

"Come on Adam let's find Patrice, Richard and Lane," Lily said, taking his arm again and leading him back towards the school.

"Bye Sher," Adam called over his shoulder.

"Bye," she said.

Lily sat on the couch watching Lane and Patty dance to the loud music. She quickly took another swig of absolute vodka as Lane turned and looked back at her. She had been watching him all night, though she couldn't figure out why.

Lane was another one of her best friends, one of her favorite people, she had grown up with him, but she couldn't take her eyes off of him tonight.

After Adam and her had left Sherie they had tracked down their friends quite easily. They found six people in all that they wanted to party with. They left for the liqour store then where they had waited for some unsuspecting male so Lily could pounce. Lily had long silver hair and striking silver blue eyes, she was sexy and everyone knew it.

She had calmly walked up to him, whispered a few things in the mans ear and before they knew it they had ten bottles just waiting to be drunk.

The song ended bringing Lily out of her reverie. She looked over to see Lane smirk at Patty and walk towards her.

"What's up?" Lane slurred as he sat on the couch next to her.

"Jus chillin," she slurred back, yelling over the music that had just come back on.

"Come with me," Lane said, pulling her to her feet and dragging her upstairs. When they finally reached the top of the steps after much faltering and falling Lane led her to her bedroom and sat down on her bed. She closed the door behind them and laid down next to him.

"So what's really up?" He asked, turning to look down at her. She blinked in surprise, wondering what he meant.

"I-I don't know, I was jus thinkin is all," she mumbled, not wanting to tell him her thoughts.

"I thought as much," he said with a nod. A look crossed his face suddenly as if he were battling an internal demon, and she knew he was trying to decide if he should tell her something. She sat up on the bed and watched him closely.

"What?" She asked in perplexity.

"It's nothing," he dismissed quickly, standing and looking around her room. The walls were dark blue, so dark they were almost black. Little black light stars were taped, glued, and even stuck with pins to her ceiling and walls giving it the illusion of a star-lit sky. She loved her room, it was the only place in her house that was truly hers.

"Lane?" She asked.

"It's nothing Lily, let's get back to your party," he said, pulling her to her feet. He pulled her to the door but before he could open it she pulled him to her and kissed him. He responded instantly. He pulled her to him tighter, kissing her back almost harshly. She ran her fingers through his soft black hair, it was almost as long as hers, reaching his shoulders.

Lane's fingers began to caress her neck and he tilted her chin back and began kissing along her jawline and down to her neck. Lily moaned softly, leaning into his kisses. A sharp pain suddenly intruded into her pleasure and she squealed and tried to pull away from Lane, only to realize that he was holding her in a firm grip.

"What are you doing," she cried as she tried to pull away in vain. Her mind was trying to tell her what he was doing, but she wouldn't listen, wouldn't believe what it was saying.

"Let go, it'll be easier," she heard a voice whisper, only not with her ears, with her mind. The pain began to grow almost intolerable as she continued to try and fight him. She knew her efforts were futile, she was completely drunk, off balance, and not as strong as Lane.

"Let go of me," she tried to shout, though she couldn't speak through the blinding pain.

Lane suddenly let go and looked at her as if she had bit him, not he her. "What the hell?" He asked, though she was sure he was asking himself and not her.

"What was that?" She cried, slapping him and stepping back. She brought her fingers to her neck and touched the spot he had bit her. She brought her fingers in front of her eyes and saw a tiny drop of blood. "I'm bleeding, you made me bleed," she cried stepping further away from her.

"How did you do that?" Lane asked, watching her closely.

"Do what? What the hell are you talking about?" She was getting hysterical, she knew it. She also knew she should be hysterical, one of her best friends had just attacked her.

"How did you speak to me with your mind Lily?" He asked, making her stop mid tirade and stare wide eyed at him.

"What?" She asked, clearly not having heard him correctly.

"Who are you Lily Ambrose?" He asked, his eyes never leaving hers. "And what?"