Chapter1

Casey glanced at her dashboard clock, which read 8:49. Sighing she knew it was almost time to enter the club and search for her contact. Grabbing her purse she checked it one more time to make sure all her important items were there. She had her credit card, I.D., money, Tarot cards, runes, and an extra pack of cigarettes.

Casey opened her car door and stepped out into the chilly November night. Looking down she checked her outfit one more time. She had decided to go with a fang banger look, in hopes that the vampires would be bored enough with that look to not notice her. She pulled her short school girl skirt straight, and adjusted her black corset top. She did like the skull and cross bones that were studded into the front. She had topped the outfit with an oversized mens button up shirt that was tied off at her waist, black fishnet thigh highs with garters, and black heeled combat boots that came up to just below her knees. She reached into her car to grab her plaid cinch purse, which she attached to a small chain on her skirt, and her black leather golf hat.

Shoving the hat down over her thick long burgundy hair, which was left loose and flowing for the night, she thought, 'now or never'.

Crossing the parking lot Casey noticed that there was no line tonight. At least something was going her way, altho she still didn't understand why her contact refused to meet her anywhere else. Josh knew of the hostilities between witches and vampires. He also knew of their acute hearing. She was hoping once she spotted him, she could persuade him to go somewhere else before they started their meeting.

Stepping up to the door, a slim blonde vampire stood near the entrance taking I.D.'s. She knew now would show if her perfume hid her 'otherness' smell. Looking briefly into the vamps eyes proved it had not, but she was not held at the door at least. As she glanced at the vampire one last time before stepping past her, she realized this night might not go as planned.

As Casey fully stepped through the door, she immediately took in her surroundings. So this is the famed Fangtasia, she thought with smirk. Glancing about the room she seen a typical bar area, dance floor, employees only door, and, oddly enough, a stage with a throne. Sitting in the throne was a large bored looking blonde vampire. Lowering her head, she used her hair to drape her face as she took in the details of the blonde. He looked to be about early thirties, altho she knew he was much older, with long shoulder length hair. His sculpted features, even with the bored expression plastered on his face, were nothing short of beautiful. He had a Norse look to him that seemed to fit his attire, of black v neck t-shirt and tight black jeans, so well.

Looking about the room one more time trying to seek out Josh, Casey decided to get a drink and seek out a table in a quiet corner. Stepping up to the bar, she ordered her usual rum and coke. After scanning the room one last time, as the bartender made her drink, she finally glanced up and took in the bartender for the first time. Almost gasping, her eyes met with the dark eyes of a Native American vampire that was smiling at her with full fang. He had long flowing black hair and wore only jeans and an open black leather vest. Telling him thank you and giving him a half hearted smile, she paid for her drink and headed to an empty table.

Casey felt lucky to find a tall round table in a corner that over looked the whole room. Glancing about the room again, she noticed that the vamp that had been stationed at the door was now standing behind the blonde on the throne, whispering and glancing in her direction. She sighed inwardly at Josh and pulled her cell phone from her shirt pocket. He was now 15 minutes late and she was getting impatient. She sent him a text asking where he was.

After another 10 minutes with no word from Josh, Casey decided to finish her drink and leave if he hadn't arrived yet. She quietly watched the fang bangers trying to impress the two blondes on the stage and almost chuckled at the bored stares they were getting.

Shaking her head, Casey finished the last gulp in her glass. Grabbing her cigarettes and cell phone off the table, she went to stand when a waitress stopped her with another drink.

"Excuse me Miss. I didn't order this and wasn't planning on staying for another drink."

The waitress rolled her eyes at Casey like she was stupid and muttered, "Yea well the Master thought you needed it." and walked away.

Glancing about the room, Casey locked eyes with the blonde Norse and knew instantly who The Master was. Groaning quietly, she cursed Josh for not showing up. Now she felt obligated to stay for a little while longer.

As Casey sipped her second drink, she noticed a vampire with short dark hair eying her. Careful not to make eye contact with him she started toying with the drawstring of her purse, knowing he was about to come talk to her. While he was a good looking man, something about the look in his eye told her he was trouble. Looking in the other direction, pretending to be interested in what was going on on the dance floor, she heard the other chair at the table scrape against the floor.

"Hey little girl, you looking to entertain tonight?" asked the dark haired vamp.

"No thanks, I was just waiting on a friend that didn't seem to make it here tonight. I'm just finishing my drink before heading home." she replied casually, not looking at him.

Cursing Josh once more, Casey heard the dark haired vampire reply, "Well that's too bad little girl. You look like a lot of fun. My names Mickey and I think you will be leaving with me tonight." Quickly he reached out, before she could even see him move, and grabbed her arm firmly.

"Look Mickey, I am not looking for trouble. I am not interested and would appreciate it if you let me go so I can leave now." Casey smiled politely, knowing that the potion she took earlier would shield her from glamour, and looked him in the eye. Right on cue she felt him press her mind.

"Little girl, I said your leaving with me" he said in a quiet monotone. Casey looked at him for a moment then rolled her eyes and tried to pull free from his grasp. As his hand squeezed harder on her arm, she knew this was going to turn ugly.

"Please let me go and I will leave without a scene Mickey," she replied once again smiling sweetly at him, but letting her sharp gaze take on a serious stare. Before she seen him move she felt the sharp blow to her head, which caused her head to bounce off the wall. As her eyes rolled back she noticed the petite blonde vamp from the door snap a look in her direction, before her world went black.