Hey, sorry I haven't written lately, my crush has been giving me crap lately :/ Nothing real bad, but I ran into an elevator door (wasn't my fault! I was talking to the janitor and walking backwards while it was closing :P) just as my crush and his friend walked out, so he made fun of me for it the rest of the day. Plus I have an actual book I'm working on, and this is sorta for when I have my occasional writer's block xD

Anyways, Imma go ahead and make Chapter 1 now :)

Oh, and each chapter will have a POV for Thistle and Drew… Unless they're together, cause then that'd just be stupid :)

~ Chapter 1 ~

Thistle studied the crowd carefully, watching for Daybreakers. Her wings were folded behind her back tightly, covered by her leather jacket. Underneath her black-as-night jacket was a black tank-top with slits in the back, in case she got in a fight. They walked in packs, like wolves… Oddly enough, they didn't have many werewolves on their side, mostly vampires, witches, and shapeshifters. The shapeshifters were hardest to kill. Vampires were just a bit easier, and witches were easiest of all. Thistle had been born before their magic had been created, she was practically immune to the spells by now.

A man slid into the chair next to Thistle, watching the humans get their food from the food court at the mall.

"Hello, Samuel." Thistle murmured, not even turning her head to check if it was the young teenage vampire.

Samuel cleared his throat, getting over his moment of shock, and turned to look at the one and only demon. "Hunter has a new target for you. Been a load of trouble, this one." Samuel replied with a small British accent, before laying the folder on the table in front of Thistle.

Thistle picked it up, humming a song quietly, and otherwise silently read the paper. She glanced over it once before actually reading it, taking in the information. "Drew Benson… 17 years old, Las Vegas… Human?" She glanced up to look at Samuel with an odd look. "He's human? You want me the girl that's been killing the inner circle of damned Daybreakers to kill a Daybreaker human?"

"Hunter said you'd say that… Then he said you'd better take it, or he'd have you hunted down along with the boy. He said Drew's still a Daybreaker and it's your job. Besides… Some say he's better than the Cat even…" Samuel shrugged, knowing he had Thistle's interest. "Everyone's talking about how you captured Rashel the Cat. They think it's odd how you kept her alive and that she's still alive, but they still talk. They say you're the only one that can take down Drew… At least, you're the only one that'd want to."

Thistle nodded, finally taking a look at Samuel. The young vampire had black hair and silvery emerald green eyes. He was pale, of course, and looked around sixteen. "Tell Hunter I accept…"

Samuel nodded happily and stood, turning to leave. But Thistle grabbed his wrist quickly, making him whip his head back towards her. "But tell him that if he ever dares threaten me again, I'll have him killed, got it?"

This time, he nodded quickly, and when Thistle let go of him, he ran quickly. Thistle smiled slightly before looking at the picture of the boy she was supposed to hunt. He had medium dark brown hair that fell just above his green-gold eyes. He was slightly tan, but still a bit pale, and looked thin. Thistle frowned lightly at the picture, running a hand through her long platinum blonde hair that almost looked white in the sun. At night, though, it'd be a dark black that shined like a lake at midnight. During the day, her eyes were an icey violet, but at night, they were glacier blue and frozen solid. Her blonde hair, violet eyed form was her disguise. The black hair, ice blue eyed form was her demon side, the side that always came out as the sun started to set.

She sighed and stood up, deciding her day of watching for Daybreakers was over. "Time to visit the Cat…" She mumbled, for once not excited for a new assignment. Something about this one felt… wrong.

~*~ Damned by Love * Damned by Love * Damned by Love ~*~

"We have to act now!" John Quinn shouted at the group of Daybreakers, his eyes wide in wild fear. "We have to get Rashel back before they do kill her."

"But Thistle…" Gillian whispered, quiet as ever, but fear stealing what little voice she had. They were all afraid of the demon they couldn't kill. The one they knew no weakness for. Silver, wood, lead bullets… None of them worked. And none of them dared get close enough to her to decapitate her.

David held his terrified soulmate tightly, turning to look at Ash as the blond lamia spoke. "If it was David in there you'd want to save him too, no matter the cost." He looked sad as he usually did now-a-days. His M'Lin had been taken by Thistle along with Rashel. Along with James, Poppy, and Eric. So far, none of them had been killed, which surprised them all.

"What if the demon had something else to deal with?" Drew finally spoke up from the back of the room, looking tired and indifferent to the whole matter. He had no soulmate, no family. Vampires had killed his family when he was young before the Daybreakers took him in. And if he had no one to protect, no one to live for, what was the point in living?

"What could she possibly deal with long enough for us to get them all out?" Keller asked, glancing sideways at Drew. He was the only human without a soulmate allowed near the meetings with the inner Daybreaker Circle.

"I could distract her…" He mumbled back.

"You idiot, you'd die in the first ten seconds!"

"I would not!" Drew shouted back childishly, glaring at Keller with pure hatred. Keller had always looked down at him.

"Fine, go ahead and be bait. Just know we won't have time to save you until we get the others out. Then we'll come to help you with the demon."

Drew nodded before walking out the doors, pushing them open and letting them fall shut behind him. The noise echoed throughout the mansion as he walked up to his room. He needed to prepare if he was going to be bait after all.

~*~ Damned by Love * Damned by Love * Damned by Love ~*~

Thistle hummed as she walked down the wooden steps to the basement of Hunter's domain. It was a small cabin in the woods, but underneath were tunnels upon tunnels, levels upon levels of cement working. Thistle called it the Ant Hill.

She walked with a small skip to her step down the hall, to the very end, where she kept all her Daybreaker prisoners. She only kept them alive to read them; she found reading them very fun. "Hello Kitten." She purred, turning to look at Rashel, Mary-Lynette, James, Poppy, and Eric.

"Hello, Demon." Rashel mumbled from her corner. She never really talked anymore. Rashel had gone quiet; she'd lost her inner fire over the last couple of weeks. Mary-Lynette had thought of Ash constantly, always whispering his name in the dead of night. James and Poppy sat in the corner opposite of Rashel, always holding each other when Thistle came to visit. And Eric sat by Mary-Lynette, trying to keep her sane and safe. He knew that Ash would kill him if anything happened to his beloved star-watcher.

"What do you know about a boy named… Drew?" Thistle asked, cocking her head to the side. She was never really one to beat around the bush, she preferred getting straight to the point.

"Drew? He's an ass." Rashel sighed. She stretched a little bit, before holding her knees to her chest, finally turning her head to look at Thistle.

Thistle frowned but nodded; it was something at least. "Who's his soulmate?"

"He hasn't got one. He doesn't want one either; says they're a weakness." Rashel knew better than to not answer. Thistle could get into a creature's mind just like any vampire. But when Thistle got into a mind, she could send pain shooting through the body. No mental wall could hold her back either. She was a master of the mind.

"Family?"

"Dead."

"Where's he from?"

"New York City."

"When did he join Circle Daybreak?"

"When he was about four."

"Who trained him?"

"Ash Redfern." Mary-Lynette looked up at the name of her soulmate, her eyes wide in both fear and hope. She was afraid he had been caught, but hopeful that she would be able to see him, even if he was caught.

"What does he do for Circle Daybreak?"

"He either hunts down evil Night Worlders or he's bait."

"Will he be bait tonight then?"

"Yeah, while Quinn and the rest are coming to save us, he'll be…" Rashel's eyes widened as she looked at Thistle, flinching as a smile curled the demon's lips.

"How did you know about that?" She asked quietly.

"You aren't shielding your mind as well as you used to… I'm disappointed in you… Everyone said you would've put up more of a fight."

And with that, Thistle walked away, turning to the first guard she saw. "We'll need more people down here. The Daybreakers are planning a little escape for tonight."

"Should we expect you here too?" The werewolf asked, blinking slowly.

"No… I've got a human to destroy." She purred, the small bounce in her step back as she bounded up the stairs, humming once again.