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Chapter 1 Let the madness begin.

Maddy watched as the vampire she had just slain decomposed into dust.

This one had been a man in his mid-thirties with grey hair that was slicked close to his head, and dark green eyes. At this point the skin had completely dissipated, and now the skeleton was dissipating. 'Always thought it was considerate of those monsters not to leave a mess,' thought Maddy. She took off her slaying gauntlet and inspected it. Other than the blood stains on the claw like finger blades, it was perfectly fine.

Maddy remembered how the vampire had been amused when he first saw the blades, but then he thought otherwise after they burned his flesh on contact. The reason for this was that when the blades were being made, they had been tempered in holy water, making them vampire-deadly. Maddy looked up to see the vampire's body had completely dissipated, and there wasn't a single trace of him left. She turned around and walked out of the clearing where she had been fighting.

Maddy walked down the street with a satisfied smile on her face, her slayer gauntlet hidden in her jacket. 'Well another night, another vampire bites the dust,' she thought to herself, 'man I love this job.' Maddy's family, the Riveras, had been vampire slayers. Now Maddy and her triplet siblings, Mac, Meredith, and Fletcher had taken up the family business of killing vampires, along with their father, Manny. During the day, she was a girl jock and one of the most popular girls in school. But if the kids in school only knew what she did when the sun went down. Maddy came to her apartment building, and walked in.

She caught an elevator up with her old neighbor, Mrs. Sirez. Maddy liked Mrs. Sirez, she was very kind, and always willing to listen to Maddy's problems. "Hello Maddy." Said Mrs. Sirez, smiling sweetly, "What's new?"

"Oh nothing Mrs. Sirez." Said Maddy giving one of her rare sweet smiles. Mrs. Sirez got off the elevator, and the elevator finally came to the penthouse floor. Maddy got off, walked into the penthouse, and found her sister Meredith sitting on a couch reading a book.

Meredith looked up, smiled, and sweetly said, "Hi Maddy!"

'Must be in her innocent mood right now,' thought Maddy, as she said, "Get any action tonight Meredith?" Meredith had turned back to her book, and responded by holding up a wooden stake. It was coated in blood that looked only partially dried.

Suddenly the door to the penthouse opened, and in walked Maddy's brothers, Fletcher and Mac. "How was your night boys?" asked Maddy.

Fletcher shook his head wearily, and said, "The vampire I fought tried to come onto me. It was really weird. She was flirting with me, and tried to bite me. But then she got a vial of holy water in the face."

"As for me," said Mac, "I bagged two of our blood sucking buddies. They seemed to be on some weird form of date. Things really got messy, and it was great."

Maddy rolled her eyes at her brother's love of violence. 'That boy needs therapy,' thought Maddy, 'no scratch that, my whole family needs group therapy.'

"Hey Maddy, you still with us?" Mac asked.

Maddy shook her head, and then said, "I'm going to bed." With that, the eldest Riviera sibling left the room, thinking, 'Doctor Phil, where are you when I need you?'

Zepher opened his eyes, and pushed the lid of his coffin off.

He climbed out, but stumbled and hit the stone floor of the room he and some of the other members of his coven kept their coffins in. Zepher let off a low groan, rubbed his head, and climbed to his feet.

"Trip Zepher?" said a sarcastic voice. Zepher looked up to see the coven's resident bully, Raize, standing over him smirking.

Zepher blushed at having someone see his clumsiness, and climbed to his feet. "I'll just go." He said, and attempted to walk away. Suddenly he fell over again, and turned his head to see Raize had stuck his foot out, and tripped Zepher.

"Looks like somebody's a little clumsy this evening." Said Raize smirking. Zepher climbed to his feet, and walked away blushing.

He only knew Raize picked on him, because he was clumsy and embarrassed easily, making him a perfect target. In fact, pretty much every vampire in the coven picked on Zepher because of that fact. Zepher was a nobody amongst his fellow vampires, and everything he did to prove himself, only made him look like a fool. His mother, Zoe, was the one of the few who didn't think Zepher was an utter disgrace to the coven..

He was everything a vampire shouldn't be, timid, nervous, and able to trip over his own feet. Zepher walked over to a window, and closed his eyes.
His back suddenly began to distort and grow, finally extending into a large pair of bat wings. Zepher flew out the window, wanting to get away before the rest of the vampires woke up and started picking on him.

After flying for a few minutes, Zepher reached his place of solace. It was an old rundown church that had been abandoned for about 20 years. Zepher had found it when he was younger and came here whenever he wanted to get away and be alone. No one knew about it, Zepher was going to make sure of that. He landed and his wings folded back into his body.

Zepher walked down the aisle of the church, stepping over the pieces of broken wood that where scattered about. Then he sat down on one of the front row seats and closed his eyes to think.

'My life officially sucks,' thought Zepher, 'I'm an outcast amongst my own kind, I can't make myself otherwise, and I'm pretty much a loser in every way.'

Suddenly a small screeching noise emanated from a corner of the church. Zepher didn't open his eyes, but held up one hand, as a small vampire bat flew towards him. It landed and perched on Zepher's outstretched finger.

Zepher opened his eyes, smiled, and said, "Evening Fang." Fang nipped at Zepher's fingers playfully and let off another screech. Fang was the closest thing Zepher had to a friend. Zepher had found Fang abandoned when the bat was just a newborn. He had been abandoned, but Zepher took him in, and raised him. The two had been close ever since.

But a pet bat was one thing, and a friend that Zepher could actually talk to and discuss his problems with was another.

'Oh well, guess a pet is better than nothing,' thought Zepher as Fang took off and flapped through the night air.