Chapter 2: How the Story Starts

Rachel's POV:

"Rachel Barbara Berry! What on the earth are you thinking!" Her best friend, Kurt, jumped into her office through the opening glassy window without warning.

"Say from the guy who jumped into the attic of a skyscraper in the burning day light."

"Seriously, Rachel! What's the deal with you and that thing?"

"She is Quinn."

"OMG, you are serious."

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"The party and the damn necklace."

"You know that was a party to display our exclusive food bag and the necklace was the symbol of our property."

"Yep, you are damn right. Then please explain to me how you accidently gave her your grandma's necklace!"

"That was nothing."

"That was everything!"

Kurt locked his eyes to his best friend's eyes and realized how wrong they were.

"No, no, no! Rachel Barbara Berry, don't… Just tell me you are NOT!"

"Yes, I am, and so what?"

"So what?! Headline in Bloody Daily, the best seller of vampire newspaper, doesn't mean anything to you?"

"What can I say? I was born to be a starlet."

"Damn, girl, when I first saw her, I just thought she was one of your types, but why her?"

*FLASHBACK*

[4 years ago]

The moonlight tenderly caressed the room's every surface.

She was humping the pale girl in her bed, when she caught a glimpse of a younger girl with horrified eyes clinging to the fluffy bear in her arms. She didn't slow her movement but mouthed the girl to keep quiet until the girl beneath her screamed her name out loud and she sucked the girl's pulse satisfyingly.

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

"God, I should realize sooner!" Kurt paced back and forth in front of Rachel like he was trying to cave a pavement on her floor. "And she was the obsession you couldn't stop talking about! I always thought she was a vampire! When did all this start? How did you…"

*FLASHBACK*

[1 year ago]

"I know who you are." The pale girl with beautiful hazel eyes and curly sunshine tresses, just like a mini version of her sister besides the fact that her big sister had big blue eyes.

She looked determined yet the shakiness in her voice betrayed her.

"Oh, really?" Rachel licked her lips amusedly.

"Yes, and I know enough about you."

"Really? Not some terrible love stories made by you unintelligent mankind?" Rachel sneered.

"No." Quinn didn't back down under the vampire's firm gaze, but the blush on her face betrayed her quite a lot. She did watch all kinds of supernatural movies, TV show, and read all the books.

What type of stuff was her favorite? Could it be vampire? Rachel guessed. Maybe Dracula? Buffy, the Vampire Slayer? Underworld? Blade? Interview with the Vampire: The Vampire Chronicles? Frightening Friday Night? Twilight? Vampire Diary? True Blood? Moonlight? You name them, but the girl in front of her was too blonde to be in that kinda of darkness. She was supposed to be some bitchy high school cheerleader who tortured the captain of the glee club loser while gave her V-card to some bad boy in a high school lame party even if she was dating the most popular quarterback just to deny her covert forbidden fetish for one special diva. Such a cliché.

She was bad, right? She was that kinda ultra bad or terminal bad ass-kicking supernatural creature flying through the dark night under the moonlight and sucking humans' blood with one simple smirk. Yet, she still stayed under the cover of a childish short girl with a siren voice enjoying standing in the spot light. It is really not hard to picture herself standing in the high school bottom owning to her freaky behavior and superhuman enthusiasm.

"Rachel Barbara Berry. 400-year-old vampire. Living in New York city after this city established Broadway and started to play role in it until recently became a lawyer with high reputation for her unfailing defending eloquence and incisive perception."

Rachel couldn't help but find something uniquely interesting about this girl. She was the kind of girl she was supposed to rid of because she was that kind of girl who only existed in dreams but too good to be real, and because she was that kind of girl who was too bright for any dark creature to touch without getting burned. Albeit, she simply couldn't let her go. Call her coward, but she just couldn't. She gave in her desire and delusion like a junkie who just couldn't resist the hit.

"Oh, kids! Don't you parents tell you how rude it is to call out aloud a lady's age?!"

Quinn's face was crimson, and then she murmured under her breath, "Sorry."

"Fine. What do you want from me?"

"Let my sister go because she has a new life at Stanford."

"Which means?"

"You can have me as your human blood supply."

"Wow, this is new, like stupid Katniss in Hunger Game." Rachel was impressed, "But…"

Quinn raised her eyebrows. Here she goes. The infamous Fabray brow raise.

Rachel's orbs dilated to bright burning yellow and her teeth suddenly turned into fangs.

Quinn instinctively wanted to back a step but found her body was transfixed to the spot against her will.

"But… you are in."

With that, the vampire smiled and turned back to the tiny human-like girl again and flew into the darkness.

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

"Stop, Kurt! What's the matter? What's wrong?"

"I am afraid the entire vampire realm was shocked according to the newspaper."

"I'm not afraid at all. Send them all if they want, morons."

"Rae, I am not worried about you. You know no one would dare to say a word to you considering your fathers' statuses and your own influence and capability, but Quinn was a totally different story…"

Not before the male vampire had the chance to finish his sentence, the diva vampire disappeared through the window into the burning day light.

Quinn's POV

She was holding her head high and matched her way down the school hall with her flawless mask, which no one could tell anything about her feelings. No matter what she did last night or any other nights for nearly one year since she started high school, she was still the HBIC, head cheerleader, in WMHS. The thong fell apart like the red sea for her and she was oblivious to anything. Even when her boyfriend, Finn came up to offer to walk her to the class, she glared him down. Boys are so insensitive, and she is really not in the mood. Not the day after what happened to her at the party and the day she woke up at Rachel's bed. She needed to calm down before she destroyed herself by thinking too much.

*FLASHBACK*

[6 mouth ago]

"What's this?" Quinn eyed the small exquisite box in front of her.

The vampire stood next to the glassy window and seemed to lose her mind in the neon lights on the busy street flashing by the window on her deadpan face.

"Open it."

Quinn couldn't help but become carious about the gift. Is that a gift? Does she know today is her birthday? She was already delighted when she received an anonymous white rose in her locker early in the school, her favorite flower, though she never told anyone and no one ever had bothered to ask her, either.

Pushing her conflicting thoughts aside, Quinn inhaled deeply and opened the box gingerly only to reveal the absolutely the most beautiful necklace she had ever seen in her life. Silver thin chains classily ended in a diamond pattern, a shining golden star with a crescent in a sun.

She finally got used to the unbelievably unperceivable movement and her naughtily skipped heartbeats when the vampire suddenly appeared near her, but she still gaped when she felt the vampire's breath right beside her ear.

"Please, allow me…"

Surprisingly, the vampire looked at her intensely and tenderly pulled her hair aside, carefully placing the diamond necklace above her protein skin above her chest.

The vampire walked Quinn to stand in front of the mirror, and Quinn looked at her reflection in the mirror when the moon covered her whole torso, as well as the vampire's perfect body, just like the first time she saw her. The only different is, this time, the vampire was grinding her front into Quinn's back almost like a feather. The vampire circled her arms around Quinn's waist from behind. When Quinn was tracing the pattern on the ancient necklace with her slender fingers while her other hand covered the cold hand on her waist, she couldn't fight the bliss to smile into the small grin displayed on the vampire's lips, which were resting on her bare shoulder. She almost had a painfully real delusion that this picture could be perfect if they could stay like this forever.

"Happy Birthday, Quinn."

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

Quinn walked past her two best friends who was, of course, constantly making out in front of the lockers and not even bothered to great them or look at them. Anyone who valued their life should choose not to walk in her way today. She speeded her peace to her locker.

*FLASHBACK*

She cried out her eyes and the heartless words haunted her. "God, you do Not think this is a birthday present, do you? This is only a token, a token of slavery, a token of property, and the highest honor of a bloody bag."

Whenever she closed her eyes, the flawless face of that bitch, Katharine, was cutting through her skull. She couldn't breathe and she needed an exit from the vampire party.

She kept running and running and running, until she ran into someone.

"Sorry." She looked up at a slim pale male vampire who smiled kindly at her and stabled her with his arms. The guy in his high-class tuxedo was very few vampires like Rachel who would smile to Quinn.

The pale vampire looked up and down at her at a brief moment, and his voice hitched pitch-perfectly when his eyes located on her necklace unbelievably, "Hell, no way… What was she thinking?"

Quinn was tired of endless vampire in the party treated her like the dust on their shoes when Rachel was not by her side, but this reaction was new and confusing.

The vampire dramatically covered his hand over his heart as if he could still feel the heartbeat and then looked back at her eyes, and asked, "Do you know what THIS is?"

Quinn's eyes saddened, "A token, right? The stigma mark to say I am a bloody bag."

Kurt laughed humorlessly, "You have no idea. She didn't tell you, did she? This is the necklace her grandmother gave her."

Quinn didn't know how to react, so she kept running after murmured an "exercise me" to the young vampire until her face encountered the cold air from outside again.

All of a sudden, Quinn felt exhausted and powerless. The surrounding world was spinning into a vortex, and she felt vertigo. Just right before her world was engulfed in black, she heard a familiar voice full of concern. "Quinn!"

The last thing she knew she was safe in that pair of strong arms.

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

Turning around the corner, she was transfixed on the spot by the sight before her eyes. She saw a five feet one girl in animal sweater pinning Finn, the oaf, who was several feet taller than the girl on the locker and just near the edge of…

Then, she shoved all the people on her way aside and shouted,

"Rachel!"