PLOT

Evy Hastings is a typical vampire slayer who has been forced to get married to some Romanian Prince because of her foster parents made a deal with the Romanian King to exchange their lives for Evy. It turns out not that Evy goes to Romania but she goes to the Underworld and must live there with her charming, evil, cold-blooded prince, Thayer.

Chapter One
Preparing For Visitors

New York… the city that never sleeps. When I mean never sleeps I actually mean no one really bother sleeping. Vampires, werewolves, witches always wonder around New York for idiotic people to feed on and it's my job to stop them. Yep, I'm the slayer and I kill any creature of the darkness – New York is my city to protect. There is a slayer in each city, town or even village to protect their city or town. I have New York City, how awesome is that? I'd feel sorry for the person who has Las Vegas, the city that literally never sleeps.

I was born and raised in New York City so it's always been my city to protect – I've found out I'm the slayer when I was fourteen and it's been almost been three years since I've been the slayer. Yep, I'm almost seventeen and almost off to college like I'd ever have the chance. I'm dumber than a bat, literally!

I've been running in New York City, you know waking up early in the morning and running around, well I'm one of those type of girls. Okay, I've been losing weight more often and I have to run all the time to show that I've been exercising and not losing weight randomly.

I see Ethan standing at the front of the house, fiddling with his phone. Ethan is my pervert foster brother, who is apparently wants action from me. He is only a year older than me and he just graduated high school last year, and he thought he could take a year off and go to whatever college I go to. But I find it very unlikely to happen.

Ethan looks up and spots me, "Oh, hey there Evy – don't you look smokin' hot today?" He winked at me. I roll my eyes and walk past him into the house but he grabs hold onto me.

I turn around, facing Ethan, "I'm warning you, Ethan! Let go of me!" I spoke in a serious manner, I tried not to look like I was bluffing (I don't know why, but when I do look like I'm bluffing, he doesn't give a damn) and I tried to look like I was really pissed off.

"Or what? You gonna hurt meh?" He asked. Ethan has the usual pervert look, he had that blonde-brown hair and bluish brown eyes, he was creamy white and he was very slender, but was a bit fat in the middle.

"Have anyone ever told you, when you speak slang it makes you sound like an idiot?" I told him pushing him away from me and heading towards the house without him grabbing hold onto me or anything. (Thank god).

"Evy, you're home – hurry up and do the dishes, do my bed and go to school – when you come back, clean the house" Helen told me. Helen was my foster mother and I hate her! She always makes me do everything for her; she can't do a single thing on her own.

Helen had long blonde hair, brown eyes and had the same creamy white skin tone as Ethan. Helen was slender but had chubby cheeks, with a very sharp nose. She always have Botox, and she tried to do Meryl Streep eye brows but it looks to high and ugly! She also tried to get the same lips as Meagan Fox has now, that really fat lips and Helen looks like a total retard with those eye brows and lips.

"Helen, if you can't be bothered doing any work in the house, why won't you just hire a maid?" I asked her, getting really annoyed of her chores.

She scoffed, "It's too expensive" She looked away and continued reading her newspaper with her husband (My foster father), Derek.

"And let me guess, your eye brows cost twenty-five thousand" Erg! I really hate her so much, she's an asshole and I wish she just died, actually not really, I'd call that exaggerating for one, but I really don't want her as my foster mother.

"These eye brows were worth it – it's beauty and beauty is more important than hiring a maid – besides you do a better job cleaning the house" She said, continued reading her paper.

"Well, I'm sorry but I have to rush to school now – because of you I got a detention" I walked away but she just ignored me while I went to my room and got ready for school.

I checked the date and it was only one more week until graduation and after graduation, I'm going to see Isabeth. My sister Isabeth, just finished College and already got married to some guy named, Ryan. They're coming to visit me on the summer holidays to spend their first anniversary party with me. Isabeth was really disappointed that my foster parents wouldn't allow me to go to Isabeth's wedding which I also thought really sucked.

'knock, knock, knock'

I finally get back to my senses; I look away from my window and at the door. My bedroom is up in the attic which I love because it has a better view of everything and plus it's a huge opened space. It's clean so I don't have to worry about rodents.

Without any permission, Ethan already walks in and leans on my desk. Unfortunately, the only rodent won't stay out of my room, even though how clean it is, Ethan would never just leave and when it does it would come back.

"What do you want, Ethan?" I asked, sitting up straight. In any position that is slouchy, it would turn on Ethan. Ethan checks my body and I realised that I took my sweaty top off and I was left wearing my sports bra and my shorts. I quickly cover my body with my jacket.

He lets out a soft chuckle, "Mum is calling you, sis" and just like that he just left.

I roll my eyes, slamming the door and quickly changing into non-sweaty clothes to wear for school. I actually lied about the detention, us year twelves aren't allowed to get detention at the last two weeks of school and this week is almost over, so I would say I have a week of school left.

I left my room when dressed into suitable school clothes and went to check up with Helen. "Evy! You have to come home early today, we are having visitors arriving today, they are a Romanian Royal family to stay and live with us for a couple of days" Helen told me.

"Why are they staying with us in this place? Why won't they stay in a palace somewhere?" I asked, in a up-tight mood.

"I don't like your behaviour, Hastings!" She snapped. "Just come home early and clean the house – after that you have to give up your room so get all your stuff and take it to the Barn yard" She told me.

The barn yard is actually a guest house now, we created it into a fabulous guest house, and well it is in my opinion. Helen thinks it's a horrible and ugly place so she decided when people are coming over I have to stay in the barnyard and they would stay in my room/attic. Which I have no problems with, except for Ethan.

"Fine" I told her and headed off to school.

I went to school and see Nate (Nathaniel) at the front of the school, who was apparently waiting for me. "Nate, hey" I greeted. Nate gets up and smiles at me and catches up to me.

"Hey, Hastings – how is the Becker family? Getting any better?" Asked Nate.

"Nope – not getting any better, but we are having Romanian Royals over so I'd have to be in my best mood ever – also the best bit is that I have to stay in the barn yard while they stay" I told Nate. Nate was one of my best friends, since I started this school Nate had always been there for me.

"And how's patrolling going?" He asked. Yep, Nate is one of the people who know that I'm the slayer. Nate found out actually, I saved his butt at the first night of school. He was in the library waiting for Gigi (School celebrity other words popular asshole) who has one massive crush on Nate.

Anyways, Gigi texts Nate telling him to meet him up at the graveyard at Berkley Street, so Nate goes there but turns out it was some kid trying to make Gigi think Nate stood him up. Nate goes there and was being attacked by a vampire and thankfully for him, I was there to save him. After that day, Nate became my very close friend.

"Usual – getting nothing really, just usual grave poppers" I told him. It's true, I just stay around the graveyard all day and only new born vampires are the ones to kill. I wonder who the one is siring them. I should ask a new born before I killed him.

The whole school day was normal; in class we just talked and waited for the final exam results which were coming in very soon. There were coming in about ten seconds by now…

10… 9… 8… what if I failed? 6… 5… What if I failed so badly I have no future? 3… 2… 1… What if I flunked and have to repeat? The results were in, the teacher walks in with our results and handing an envelope to us that had our results inside.

I just stared at my envelope, just kept my eyes onto it, scared to even open it. It had all the universities that already accepted me (the school does these stuff for you) and it tells us our results and tells us what are recommended our major should be.

Nate comes up to me looking at his letter, "Awesome! I got 86% out of 100%! I got recommended to do Law" Nate told me excitedly. "What did you get?" He asked me.

"I don't know, can you tell me?" I asked him handing my envelope. He nods and grabs the envelope; he opens it and looked shocked. Oh great, yep I got a crappy result! Maybe 34% or 40% or maybe lower than that.

"You got 97.6%!" He said looking very excited. "You got recommended to do either English major or Law. You got into CUNY Graduate school of Journalism, CUNY Law School, you got into Stanford and even New York University!" Nate handed me my letter.

"What? No, that must be a mistake. Is this supposed to be my letter?" I looked at the letter and it was true, I got 97.6% in my exam and I got into good colleges/university! Gosh, I'm so excited. "Oh!" I said in excitement and hugged Nate. I looked back at my letter and got so excited.

After school, I rushed back home and quickly went to Derek (the only person I like in my foster family) the letter. He started reading it carefully and puts it down in shock, "Oh, wow! Evy, you did great! You did wonderful!" He said excitedly. "What do you want to do?"

"I have no idea – what has more free time?" I asked.

"Well journalism is very busy but in Law you have to work much harder but time to time you get free time" He explained.

"Then it's settled, I'm doing Law" I said so happy that I actually have a future. Derek was actually happy that I got 97.6% in the exam when Ethan got 65% and that was his best.

Before Helen came back work I quickly started cleaning the house, with no complaints, I was too excited to do anything like complaining or arguing or ignoring. I just know that I'd get out of this house when I turn eighteen and I can go to CUNY Law School.

I grabbed all my stuff to the barn and lay down on bed, looking out the window and stared at the stars. I always loved looking at the stars, it always made me happy – every time I look at the stars I just think of dad and he always made me happy.

He always told me that stars were spirits of people looking down upon you and seeing everything you do. When I realised it wasn't true it made me devastated but when I look at the stars it still reminds me of spirits looking down at you.

Helen comes barging in looking all dressed up, "Get up! I have to speak to you!" She told me and I got up. She threw and dress onto me and it was a silky red cocktail dress with diamond studs nicely decorated.

"What is this for?" I asked her, looking down at the dress.

"Wear it right now! They are coming very soon and before they come I have to tell you something I should've told you before" She told me sitting on bed while changing into the dress she threw on me.

"So, what is it you want to tell me?" I asked her, putting on some red high heels she had in her hands.

She sighs hopelessly and stares at me, "Well, what happen was when Derek and I was in Romania we bumped into the king and queen and we done something really, really bad – which the punishment was death. I told the king and queen privately that I would give them anything they want" She explained.

She was going somewhere that I wouldn't like, I could tell her or she is just telling me this just to waste my time. "What did they want?" I asked.

"They wanted our daughter or niece" She explained further, "I told them that I don't have a daughter or niece" She told me. "Then they said I had to die – but then, some reason I told them that I had a foster daughter and they wanted to see a photo of you and I did and then it was official – they wanted you"

"What?" I jumped up, looking down at her guilty face. Wow! She is such a cold hearted bitch! She literally sold me for her own poor living life! She doesn't deserve a life, she is horrible! How could god even give her a life? Has she ever heard of sacrifices?

"I'm very sorry – but I kind…"

"Okay I know we don't really like each other but that doesn't mean you can sell me to some random! I done nearly everything for you! I did everything in the house for you because you were too lazy to do anything yourself!" I yelled at her.

I was having a great day! I perfect wonderful day until she told me that I was essentially sold by some Romanian guy. "You're not being sold or anything. You're just going to marry the king and queen eldest son, Thayer" Helen explained.

"Marry? Now? What? No!" I couldn't say a sentence, only words.

"You have no choice here, Evy" She said getting up and getting a bit frustrated.

"No choice? I have every right! You know what I just cannot wait until the day I turn eighteen – I just can't wait to get out of your house" I screamed at her.

"Well, you can leave earlier than that when you marry Prince Thayer!" She screamed back, and made it sound like it was a wonderful gift she was giving me. But no, it was a horrible gift, whatever she tries to do for me that doesn't let me go and live my dream it's like she purposely does that to piss me off.

"I'm not! I'm so not going to say yes to that bastard!" I yelled at her.

"If you don't marry him you are not going to that college and you'll never be allowed to see your sister ever again!" She yelled.

"I don't care because the day I turn eighteen, you don't own me" I told her. She stayed quiet for a moment and then gave the most evil smile I've ever seen.

"I will report to the police that you stole money from me and you stole jewellery and I found you selling them – also, I'll say that you cheated on your test – so if they universities find out that you cheated and you went to jail, who would want you now?" She laughed.

"What?" I said looking very scared. "You wouldn't dare – you're not that evil!" I yelled in a scared way.

"If you marry Prince Thayer then you can go to whatever college you want with his money but if you don't, I'm going to call the station" She threatened.

I looked away, thinking of what to do but there was nothing. I can report to the police that she was black mailing me but she could get herself out of it easily. For god sakes, she's the devil!

"I guess it's settled then – your to-be-husband is coming shortly" She said and left the room. Leaving me here all alone, traumatized almost.

A.N.: Hi guys!
So do you like the story so far? And you do please review, if you think its bad well, keep reading because this is just the start of it, this chapter is just saying whats Evy's life is about. In the next chapter it really starts :D
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