Okay so I had this story in my head for a while now.

Summary: Her name is Eve Rosser but the name she goes by makes her who she is. Spirit. that's the name her mother gave to her….before her mother's passing…..

A year later after her mother's death fourteen year old Eve aka Spirit decides to hide her ability away as best she can due to her father's wishes and telling her that its nothing but a curse instead of a gift. but after encounters she decides to acknowledge her powers as a gift and not a curse that should be hidden.

Chapter 1

"There should be laws against this foul behavior!" A woman shrieked. I stared at the woman who was trying to arrest me for stealing an appel. Okay first off it's a bruise and old apple, she really should be thanking me. And second im not stealing im just too poor to afford her prices.

"Get her!" A man ordered. Shit….well time to run. I put the apple in my bag and ran through out the village. Im Eve by the way. a lot of people known me as Spirit. A stupid nickname my mother came up with. Although the name does describe me so well. A name that says I've got guts. At least that's what I think.

"Come back here you stupid girl!" A voice yelled. I looked back then laughed.

"Come on guys your slacking here!" I yelled back as I jumped on a barrel. I looked down with a smirk. "You men are getting to old to be chasing me. Just let me have the apple. One food item wont make any difference."

"Child…I advise you to knock off this nonsense and come down here before I make you come down here." Oliver said before flashing his fangs. Oliver is the guy who thinks he's so bad ass just because he has fangs. Oh yeah that is badass…..well sort of. Did I mention that I live in a town full of Vampires? Well sorry if I didn't. I was too busy running for my life, you know how it is. I stared at Oliver than looked up to see I could jump this wall. I grabbed a hold of the ledge and pulled myself up to where I was sitting on the ledge of the wall. I smirked at the villagers, who were red in the face. "So glad I could help with workouts but you see I have an appointment with my friend." I said standing up on the ledge. "So lets do this again sometime?" Before I got a chance to jump off I was grabbed by the leg and pulled down. It happened fast. Everything moved in blurs. I was on face down in the mud suddenly. Lifting up on my elbows I looked up to see Oliver staring down at me. Fear stricken me but only for a moment then it dissolved into anger. "Why don't you just leave me alone you old man!" I yelled at him. He grabbed my neck and lifted me off the ground, I couldn't even feel the ground underneath my feet.

"You shall not talk to me that way you filthy creature. I am your leader and you shall treat me with respect…."

"Respect this!" I choked out before spitting on his face, making him drop me. I made this my chance to grab my bag and make my escape but I felt his hand grab the back of my neck.

"You winch. Now you die!" He turned me around and unfolded his fangs as he rose his hand. I closed my eyes and prepared for the worst.

"Oliver!" A female voice spoke. I opened my eyes to see a lady in white appeared beside Oliver. "Take you hands off this child."

"But-"

"Now."

Oliver reluctantly let me loose. I backed away, staring at the woman's silver cool eyes. Amelie. The founder of this stupid place. I squeezed my bag closer to my chest.

"Dear child I must say you certainly make an entrance." She said with a small smile. Her white like hair laid neatly on top of her head as she scanned me up and down. "Are you a peasant?"

I stayed silent. I just stared at her. "Now you stop talking." Oliver grumbled. "Stupid child."

"Oliver don't you have some place to be?" Amelie said sternly as she glared at Oliver.

Oliver glared back before trotting off with the other villagers. Amelie looked down at me. "Child you made all this effort for one apple…." She said, staring down at the apple. I snatched it up before she could and hid it away in my bag. I stared up at her.

"To you miss it may be an apple….but to me its my breakfast…." I said.

Amelie stared at me with those cool eyes then smiled a fang one at me. "Well now, run along child but I must warn you I wont act to kindly if I catch you stealing again."

"And I wont act to kindly if I cant eat cause of people like you." I said before making my way towards the wall. I climbed up the barrel and scaled over the wall then jumped down to the other side. Sighing I sat down, looking at the apple I grabbed from my bag. "I hate this place…..Someday….im getting out of here." I looked up at the blinding sun. shielding my eyes from it I began to take a bite out of the apple. The first breakfast I had since two days ago. I better savior this. My life wasn't always like this. It was well livable…till my mother died a year ago. My father couldn't cope with her passing so he's been nothing but a drunk who loves to hit. I stay far away from him when I can, as best I can. I use my time at night to talk to my mother about him…about our lives. And when I say talking I mean actual face to face talking….

When I was about six I found out that I could see ghosts. Around nine or ten I could hear them. Then when my mother died I came to find that I could talk with them. It was my mother that made me acknowledge all this. She encouraged me, even after she passed. She always told me never to fear the unknown, and for that reason I really don't fear anything…..except the founder.

She's the worst. When I was eleven I actually saw her kill a person. Well he was in a cage and it was on fire. After he burned to death I saw his spirit fly about, I never knew where it went but I know its still here, I don't know how I know, I just do.

"Eve where were you?" My dad asked as I entered our house. I looked at my father. Well he hasn't been drinking yet.

"I was out." I told him. I watched his movements, on guard in case he gets any ideas. He stopped as he stared at me.

"Why don't I believe you…."

Because you're a drunken old man with a problem I wanted to say it but I didn't dare. I learned my lesson before. I suddenly heard my front door open. It was by brother Shane….well okay not my real brother but he's been my best friend since diapers so its only natural to consider him as my brother. After Shane, Michael his best friend came in as well. I stared at Michael. Was he always that gorgeous?

"Hey Eve." Michael smiled. Made my heart skip beats. I made a smile.

"Hi."

"Hey Rosser." Shane smiled. "So we gonna go now or what?"

"Where are you going now?" My dad asked.

"Going to the river. See yeah dad."

"Wait. Eve you need to do chores-"

"Later dad." I said.

"You think that was a good idea?" Michael asked once we were at the river. I looked over at him with a small smile. Michael's been my best friend since Shane introduced us, it was when I was two. I remember I hit Michael for taking my sword then got in trouble. Good times.

"It doesn't matter. My dad doesn't control me."

"But- you could get hurt-"

"You worry to much." I said.

"Plus the midget can handle herself. She has since she was born." Shane said before throwing a pebble in the water. I looked at him. He was standing in the water, his pants rolled up to his knees. His hair in his eyes as usual. "So I heard you caused a ruckus in town today Spirit."

"How-"

"Claire told us. She saw into the future again." Shane informed. "For a hot chick she's sorta weird." Michael said.

"You are too Michael the magician." Shane defended. "Besides that's my Claire your talking about so shut up before I kick you so hard your back in Texas."

"So many things wrong with what you said. One its musician. Two she's like fourteen and doesn't even notice you or your feelings and three….we're in Texas." Michael corrected.

I watched them bicker for a while till a voice called my name. I looked over at the great big desert up ahead. I got up and turned around. I stopped and looked ahead of me.

"Eve?" I heard Michael. I felt his hand on my shoulder.

"I hear something….someone….. A little girl…."

"Great she's going crazy again." Shane joked as he came to my side. I proceeded to smack him in the gut, making him grunt. "Damn girl you hurt."

"Maybe it's the dessert wind….." Michael suggested. I turned to both of the boys and glared at them.

"Listen here you jerks, im not delusional, or crazy! You known me since 2 I say you guys shut up and know that im not crazy!"

Michael held out his hands in surrenderment "Okay, okay. Down girl."

"Michael Glass you are-"

"Spirit!" I heard a small voice all out for me. Turning I was ambushed by a small girl who was coming at me. I luckily caught her in the nick of time although we both fell to the ground. Her on top of me. I sat up quickly to see Claire Danvers thirteen year old girl with a big smile. My other half, my little sister, my best friend.

"Claire!"

"Spirit I have so much to tell you! Oh my gosh I saw you in town and with Amelie. Oh wow it was so scary but im so glad your okay! Aren't you glad? I know I am. I am very glad-""Breath Claire." I laughed. She blushed then smiled.

"Sorry I tend to talk a lot without noticing. You know how I get." She looks up at Shane and Michael. She stands and hugs Michael then Shane. "I missed you guys soooooo much! Did you guys missed me? Oh I got you guys something from my trip! I cant wait to show you! Oh and guess what in New York I saw lots of people, especially men with big huge beards!"

I couldn't help the smile that formed on my face. My three best friends and I together again. After months without our chatter box I felt empty a little. "Claire…. Do you breath when you talk?" Michael asked with a crooked smile on.

Claire blinked at him. Then frown. "Well you're a cranky person today. And for your info I do!"

Shane laughed and laid his hand on her head. "No worries Claire."

I watched them all talk until that voice called me again. I looked back at the desert. Someone was calling me. I felt my legs walk on their own. I felt my body react on its own. Who is this person calling me? I closed my eyes. I felt my body collapse onto the sand. I felt paralyzed.

"Eve!?" The voice called.

"Spirit….." Another called.

Hands were around me. My body felt like it was floating somehow. Was someone carrying me?

"Now be careful John. She's sleeping you wouldn't want to wake her." I heard my mom say. Mom?

"I know that Karen. She seems so small you know?" My father responded.

Wait….mom…dad….together. My eyes opened to see my three friends looking down at me. I widened my eyes as I sat up fast almost hitting all three of their heads, luckily they have fast reflexes. I scanned the room. "What happened to me? Where am I?"

"You fainted. Your at my house." Michael smiled. "Are you okay?" He asked.

"I don't know….." I looked up at him. "How did I get here?"

"Michael carried you!"

"I helped."

"What did you do?" Michael asked.

"I….got some water…."

"For yourself Shaney." Claire giggled. Shane blushed. I sighed then looked at Michael. I smiled.

"Thanks….for umm helping me."

"Anytime for the girl who punched me over a sword."

"We were two….let it go."

Michael laughed. Claire laughed as well. Shane rolled his eyes but smiled a little. I laughed a little myself…..

Once night had fallen my mother appeared in my room. "So what the heck happened in the dessert?" She asked.

I looked at her as I sat on my bed. "I don't know. It was like I was being called by somebody."

"The little girl?"

"Yeah-wait how did you-"

"I live with the dead now so I know the ghost."

I stared at her then plopped on my bed. "So who's the ghost?"

"Her name is Lilly. She's about five. Died about the time that I did. It was cause of starvation."

I sat up. "Are you sure you didn't stalk this girl?"

"I admit there was stalking involved."

I dropped my jaw. "You mother are not mine."

"You want to bet. Just cause im a ghost doesn't mean I can beat you."

"Actually you cant."

"Get her!" I heard a person yell. Running away from the villagers was the best thing that you can really do when you need the exercise. Sadly I don't. oh well. I smiled as I scaled the wall.

"Sorry guys would love to stick around but….I gots stuff to go."

I was almost gone when Oliver grabbed me and threw me to the ground. I grunted at the impact. I looked at him. "Couldn't you be a little bit softer!"

"I can when your dead." He grabbed the back of my neck and started squeezing. I whimpered at the pain and I thought I was done for when I heard a familiar voice yell out.

"Let her go!"

Oliver turned to the person. I saw it was Michael. He was in a cloak, the hood was over his head. "This girls a thief."

"You may call it stealing but I see it not as stealing but as fending for yourself. Now I said release her!" Michael revealed himself. "By order of the prince and the grandson of the founder!"

Oliver snarled as he reluctantly let me go, although he threw me into Michael's arms before saying. "If she steals again its your head boy."

"And my grandfather will see to your death if you touch me. Or my friends."

Oliver glared at Michael then fled. I pulled back a little to see Michael looking down at me. He smiled. "Are you alright?"

I smirked. "Yeah. Now that my prince came to my rescue."

Michael blushed then smiled. "Did I seem to macho?"

"No no…..just macho enough." I winked.

"You really should be more careful. Next time it wont be so nice. Especially with Oliver. Look if you just need food then come dine with me…"

"And eat in a fancy way? No thanks. Plus I like the challenge."

Michael grabbed my shoulders then looked at me with a serious look. His blue eyes looked straight at me. His blond hair blew along with the wind.

"Im not asking Eve. I cant protect you from these villagers forever…..someday you will get hurt-"

I pulled away. "I never asked for you to protect me…."

"Eve-"

"Look I don't need you or anyone's protection!" I snapped. I saw his face turned into pain at my words. I felt mad. Mad at myself. Mad at how im not good enough for him. Mad at the fact that I wont ever have that safety that my mother had always given me and my father. I backed away then darted my way through the village and out of their gate. I raced down the path to where I started to climb the big rocks that sat alone in the desert. I got to the top of the rock and sat on the edge before feeling bad again. I hugged my legs and laid my head in my lap.

I don't need anyone….

"Eve!" I heard a voice call out. I lifted my head up and looked down to see Michael climbing up. I watched him as he hoisted himself up to sit on the edge of the rock beside me. "God you run fast." Michael panted.

"Takes practice…." I said. I kept my frown, tired of pretending like im happy. I felt his arm around me which made me look up at him in puzzlement.

"About what I said….about I cant protect you from the villagers….well I take it back…." He smiled down at me. "Ill protect you till my last breath you got it…."

I widened my eyes. "Michael….. don't say things like that…."

"No I will… when im speaking the truth…. Eve….I…"

I turned my body towards him. He did the same. He took my hands and leaned closer to my face. His eyes gazed into mine. I gazed into his. I felt my body getting closer to him. Our faces were inches away. He was going to kiss me. This was it. Our first kiss….. An inch closer. "I…" Michael started to say but stopped as his lips were coming in for a landing.

"Michael! Eve!" We both jumped at the voice who called for us. Michael jumped back so fast that I thought he would get whiplash. My heart was racing so hard that I honestly felt it was going to jump out and do some dances.

I turned to see Claire waving at us and Shane standing right beside her, smiling away.

Damn it Claire…..

Alright my first chapter to my new story….I hope it was good….I liked it ;3

What was your thoughts on this? Please do tell me in your reviews!

Should I continue? Or just scrap it?

-MIKI-