Chapter 2

Michelangelo paced angry with himself, he had scared her and her aunt, that wasn't good, he had went back an hour after the fact and found that the aunt was putting up garlic and any type of religious item she had in the house, he didn't mind the religious items, those didn't affect him, he had accepted his fate a long time ago and never cared for the things, he even had an old cross with Jesus on it in his dining room, from his mother, it was the garlic that bothered him, when he was a human he had been allergic to it, he wasn't now but the stuff annoyed the living hell out of him, it smelled so badly. He sighed sitting down. Chess was next to him in cat from cleaning himself.

"It's your fault for losing control."

"That's the thing Chess, I was in full control, it's just I didn't hear her aunt at all, if her aunt hadn't have walked in than I would have-"

"Probably made love to her, along with making it into a dream, you are a vampire, and she is a human fascinated by them and being able to get what vampires really are correct, she's the first in this small town." Chess said. Michelangelo sighed rubbing his forehead.

"Fine, your right, I would have…But only because she's so damn beautiful." Michelangelo said softly. Chess chuckled at that as he morphed into his human form. Michelangelo looked up before putting his head in his hands again.

"Put some clothing on."


Miranda sat on the roof silently watching the street, Leo's sleek Jaguar pulled up and he stepped out. Miranda noticed he wore sunglasses, as usual, she thought about hiding but she remembered that he wouldn't notice her, who pays attention to the roof? She sighed softly. Leo's head snapped up and she jumped in shock. He growled.

"Miranda, get off the roof," He yelled. She sighed and knew what was coming, she didn't want to get off, and she glared at him defiantly. He snarled and walked behind the house looking for a way up. Miranda sat down, he wouldn't find it, he'd have to go into her room, climb out the window, balance precariously on the small ledge that ran along the house, shuffle over to the tree near the window, climb onto the closest branch and then climb up. Suddenly she was back handed, she hit the roof with a shocked cry, and she rolled onto her back and stared up in shock at Leo.

Leo snarled at her. "You disobey me again? I thought you learned last night. I guess I need to teach you a lesson." He said yanking her to her feet, he pulled his hand back. Suddenly he was ripped off of her, Miranda staggered back shaking Leo and another man were facing each other growling, the other man was decked in black with a hood over his head, Leo lunged forward and they fell off the roof. Miranda screamed and raced over, she saw Leo's arm and he pulled himself up, he saw her and was up and racing to her. He slammed into her throwing her off of the roof. Miranda screamed again as she fell, suddenly she stopped falling; she looked up and saw the man in black. He looked down at her with big sapphire cat eyes.

"Hello, Miranda, now sleep." He said. Miranda felt her eyes slide shut.

"Chess…" And she was asleep.


Michelangelo stared down at Miranda as she slept, he felt his teeth sharpen and he eyed the busted lip she had and the bruise around her eye, he sighed.

"Chess….Make sure I don't bite her." He said and leaned down, he licked his lips and kissed her bruised eye, the saliva on his lips covered the bruise and he then went to her mouth, he gently licked her busted lip and gave a groan, he then kissed her gently. Miranda kissed back gently slowly opening her eyes, she gasped and jerked away.

"Get away from me!" She said pushing at him. Michelangelo frowned and pulled back.

"Well, at least this time you didn't bite her." Chess said, Miranda saw him and got shakily up and raced behind him. Chess looked back at her. "Miranda, don't worry, Michelangelo was an idiot last night and he didn't mean it." He said. Miranda looked up at him and looked at his features, he still had his sapphire blue eyes but he now was a human, he had long thick black hair, and a slim face, but what was bothering her, was swishing around behind him, he still had his tail. Miranda turned slowly.

"H-He's Michelangelo," She asked softly.

"Yes, and he has something to tell you." Chess said. Michelangelo sighed. Miranda stared at him, he was handsome, like an angel, he had long black hair that reminded her of the night; he had deep green eyes that reminded her of a dense evergreen forest, the more she looked into his eyes the more she saw his sad expression, his haunting past and his tender care, he cared for her, he truly wanted to protect her.

"Miranda…I'm sorry." He said softly. "What I did last night was uncalled for…"

"How…How old are you?" She asked.

"I'm young enough to be burnt in the sun, a couple of more years and I'll be able to go out without worry." Michelangelo said, "But you must stay with me." Miranda glared at him.

"No! I'm not staying here! I'm staying with my Auntie, She'll soon need me even more, she's in her 70's, her times coming closer and I need to care for her until it comes." She snapped and turned. Michelangelo watched her head for the door.

"Alright, but Chess is to stay with you in his dog form until you return, if Leo comes tell him you do not want him anymore, he will hurt you, it's natural for him, and it won't be a backhand." Michelangelo said, "I know what he can do to a person, I've seen it." Miranda shuddered at the words.

"Alright…But where do you live."

"Close to your home." Michelangelo said softly turning.

"Of course you live at the end of the block, I was right!" Miranda said smiling, Michelangelo turned to her frowning. "What? I've been wondering who lived in that house for a long time, I always believed a vampire lived in this house and I was correct." She said. Chess morphed into a dog, he was very shaggy his tail was like it was when he was a cat just shaggier, his legs were the same and so where his eyes, only they had a more dog like touch to them.

"Come, we must get you home." He said. Miranda nodded and he led her out.


"You're telling me that the man from last night was there to heal you, that he's protecting you?" Miranda's aunt asked. Miranda nodded silently.

"Auntie…He looks so sad at times." Miranda said as Chess sat down scratching himself.

"That's because he didn't want to become a vampire." Chess said. "He had been forced to drink the blood of the vamp that attacked him. He's always hated the man. He found me in Salem, Massachusetts getting ready to be hanged for being a 'witch' during the night; he came to my cell and freed me from it. I've been with him ever since, at one time I left to find a young girl wondering around lost, she looked around at the area utterly confused, it seemed a shifter had lured her after him to get her to his mistress but she lost him after a bit, I helped her get back home." Chess said before stopping staring at Miranda's aunt wide eyed. "Alice!" He barked out his tail now wagging. "I haven't see you in forever!"

Miranda looked at her aunt and back at Chess confused. Alice rose and hugged Chess smiling.

"I haven't seen you either Chess. The last time I saw you I was a little girl. I still haven't thank you for saving me. But, I remember it being different."

"That was Michelangelo's doing, he wanted to make it a dream."

"Yeah well now it's a book. Actually a couple of books." Miranda listened slightly confused, how could her aunt be the inspiration for adventures of Alice in wonderland? Alice was published in the 1850's, that was over at least 160 years ago, her aunt was only in her 70's. She headed to her room and allowed them to get reacquainted. She sighed and laid down falling fast asleep.

A/N: To Dawn: I'm thankful for the reveiw, I split up thick paragraphs for ya, and most of the things vampires have are from different books, this might not show up until later chapters but when a vampire sleeps in my book, they heal, and return to the form they had been when they were first turn, so if Michelangelo shaves his hair off, and goes to bed, his hair would be the length it had been before he shaved it, shoulder length.