That woman is staring at her again.
Rachel Elizabeth Dare is scared.
You see, this can't happen, since Rachel Elizabeth Dare is a brave girl, even though she can't remember anything.
Not a single thing.
Well, maybe only her name.
xXx
Rachel picked the thin white envelope; it had not vanished like she hoped it would. There was nothing on it aside from her name; a sure sign that whoever sent this letter must know her in her past, or whatever.
Her curiosity is killing her.
But can she just simply read it like it was hers?
She doesn't feel like Rachel Elizabeth Dare, scratch that, she didn't even know her name until the nurse told her she is Rachel Elizabeth Dare, a daughter from a very bossy weird man, and apparently that man is rich.
Well, what did they expect from her, seriously? She lost her memory.
Might as well read it, she thought, even though she can't remember her past and not quite feel like Rachel Elizabeth Dare, she still is Rachel Elizabeth Dare.
She pulled it open and starts reading the letter, her brow furrowing as she did.
R.
You need to find me, don't waste your time. You have to remember me, you need to, I will explain everything to you, I am sorry for creating this mess, I am sorry.
I will fix all of this. Be quick.
A.
What the hell is that? Who is A? Andrew? Angelina? Agnes? Adrian?
Is A a guy or a girl?
R is well, her. That was sure, and apparently she needs to find this A, and remember he/she, and she will remember everything, well, not all thing, but at least someone is going to explain all of this to her.
But first, she needs to get out from this bar.
xXx
That weird lady is still there, looking so inhumane. Is she a guy or a what?
She looked beautiful, but something about her made Rachel feel uneasy, well, it made Rachel wanted to run away, far, far away from her. Her mind screamed Danger at her, like a big red DANGER with three exclamation marks.
So Rachel runs.
xXx
That lady is following her, and oh god.
She seriously had a serious problem here.
The lady's head looked like a beautiful normal human's face, but her body is that of an animal which has the claws of a cat in its front legs and a cow's cloven hooves at the back.
And it (or should she call it and it or she?) is running towards Rachel's direction, mumbling something that sound suspiciously like "hot, sweet, blood of a virgin"
Well, is she a virgin? Damn it, she is.
"Young, sweet, pretty young lady, where are you going?" She hissed at Rachel. "Not a demigod, but still, her blood smells different, what are you?"
"I… well, I don't know, you see, why don't we go back to that bar and I will buy you a drink, you look thirsty and… hungry." Rachel replied, trembling slightly.
"We can have fun here, lots of fun here, only if you let me taste your blood, your sweet, sweet, virgin blood. Yum" She said, walking closer and closer towards Rachel. "Now, now, why won't you close your eyes, little girl?"
That would actually make a 'little girl' close her eyes, but Rachel is not a little girl, she is… well, 19 maybe… or 18? Well, it's not the right time to think about how old she is; she is supposed to think of the way to make this weird creepy cow lady go away.
"Why won't you close your pretty eyes, lady?" Rachel said innocently, as innocently as she could, and it certainly won't work if she said it to a human.
The lady is not a human, that she was certain.
It (or she) looked like an offspring of cat, human and cow, and that three mammals seriously did not breed. She did not want an image of a horrible threesome, thank you very much.
"Oh well," the lady said. "Let's close our eyes in three seconds! Together! Yay!"
She takes a deep breath.
"One," Rachel prepared to run as fast as she can.
"Two," The lady is closing her eyes, key word: is closing, not closed.
"Three!"
And Rachel ran as fast as she can.
A/N: So, hi, I am trying to write a new fanfiction that is not a one shot, so here is it. Reviews are deeply appreciated. Reviews are like love to me. So send me your love!
