PROLOUGE:

Walking, ugh! How much I hate it. Especially at night, this city just creeps me out! Even though Aang is ranting next to me about how I do everything wrong, I still don't feel safe, hey, where's Aang?

CHAPTER 1

OWWWWW, my head hurts where am I? What the- I'm on a couch, but not my couch, this place looks like a mansion! Suddenly the door to this mysterious place opens and I quickly lay back down.I heard the person walk around for a while then stop in front of me, I open one eye- just for a peek- bad move.I immediently regretted my action, so I opened both eyes to come face-to-face with a teenager, who looked to be about two or three years older than me. "Hey," he said. His voice was smooth, and dare I say it- flirtatious. He had a stick of hay in his mouth, and had brown hair. "Uh h-hi. Where am I?" "In a mansion he replied cooly. Damn it, this place was way better then the crappy studio I lived in. "The name's Jet, what's yours? "Katara, I-" "JET!" I was interupted by a feirce looking person with a scar. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"

"But-"

"NOW!"

"Fine, I was just checking on our prey, but I'll be on my way."

I gulped, prey?

"Ok, Jet, first of all, she's my prey, I'm the one who found her, second, get the hell out of my house."

Jet scoffed and left the house, but not before thrusting his middle finger up into the air on his way out. Scar-face turned to me, his amber eyes peircing into my blue ones. "What's your name?" he asked me. Jet seemed to talk waaay smoother than his slightly harsh voice.

"My name? It's Katara, why?"

"Nothing, it sounds lovely."

Wow, that was totally unexpected. He flashed me a brilliant smile.

"Where am I?" his smile faded. "Why did you call me your prey?"

"Katara, all of your questions will be answered soon. For now, all I can tell you is that my name is Zuko and I'm not who you think I am."

"ARE YOU A WEREWOLF!" I blurted out. Zuko burst out laughing.

"No, what are you, some twilight fangirl?"

"No, I hate twilight!"

Zuko frowned again. "I see, first girl who doesen't like vampires."

"I like vampires- you know, if they existed-I just don't like twilight."

"Will you belive me if I told you something almost impossible?"

I had no idea where this conversation was going.

I nodded slowly, I was hesitant, yet somehow eager to know.

"Jet is a vampire."

END CHAPTER