The Underworld at Twilight

Anya Masters is your normal teenager…well sort of. Will Sky High ruin her secret? And will her attending endanger the lives of our favorite heroes and sidekicks? And will she find love in the midst? Warren/OC.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sky High. Because if I did…Warren would be mine and Lash would be my best friend Heidi's. Nor do I own Twilight/New Moon, Underworld/Underworld Evolution, or A Quick Bite/A Bite to Remember.

A/N: A warning for future chapters, there WILL be time jumps in this and I will make note of it. Sorry but that's how it played out in my head. And special thanks to PyroGurl313 for being my first review EVER! You rock my socks off!

Chapter 2: Brutal News

It's been a month since I started attending Sky High. Wow… has it really been THAT long. Anyways, after my first day there, Will, his gang, and I became inseparable. I just haven't told them my secret yet. It's funny, it feel like we've been friends all our lives instead of just a month. I love these people to death…especially Magenta, Layla, and Warren. Layla and Maj are like the sisters my parents never gave me, and Warren is just…well…Warren. You can't really explain it. But I feel really bad not telling them. I've been meaning to for two weeks now, but it's a lot harder than you think. I can't just go up to them and say, "Hey, guys, guess what? I'm a bloodsucking demon from hell!" and expect them to still talk to me. There ARE repercussions to telling them the truth. Wicked messy stuff, don't really feel like getting into details.

Today was the same as usual. I had classes with Will and Warren, ate lunch with the whole gang, had MORE classes with Will and Warren, and then came the bus ride home. I sat in the aisle seat next to Warren, listening to Wow I Can Get Sexual Too by Say Anything…I love that song and that band…I saw the music video and couldn't stop laughing my ass off. Sorry, a little off topic there. Today was cloudy so I didn't have to hide behind my hood. By the way, the clouds were not my doing…it does NATURALLY get cloudy sometimes. Before I knew it, I started to doze off…

Warren's P.O.V. (YAY!!)

I was in my own world reading my book when I felt a weight on my shoulder. I looked down and saw Anya fast asleep. She looked so peaceful when she slept. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her closer to me. I couldn't help but smile a little when she buried her head into my shoulder. I felt a pair of eyes on me. I looked up to see my ex-girlfriend, Holly Frost, glaring at the sleeping girl next to me. Just Holly being Holly I thought to myself. Ever since Anya arrived, Holly was bitchier than ever. I guess she sees Anya as a threat…women. I kissed the top of her head (no one saw) and she stirred slightly as I did, but she never woke up. MMMM…she smells like pumpkins.

The rest of the ride was spent staring out at the clouds and having the sweet smell of pumpkin never leave my nose.

Shit. Guess I have to wake her up.

Back to Anya's P.O.V.

The next thing I realized was the pillow my head was resting on. This pillow is WICKED comfortable…and it smells good too. Like Axe. Wait…this isn't a pillow…it's a shoulder. I looked up into the eyes of my best friend Warren Peace. I smiled at him and moved over a bit to give him space. It suddenly got cold. That's when I noticed that Warren had removed his arm from my waist. I felt a flash of disappointment go through my veins. That was weird…

"Have a nice nap?" he asked with amusement in his voice.

"Actually, I did. You're a really good pillow, ya know. Extremely comfortable."

"Never heard that one before."

"Well now ya have."

I smiled at him and got comfortable on his shoulder again. He wrapped his arm around my waist again. Again, I was wrapped in Warren's warmth. We stayed like this for the rest of the ride…which was, like, five minutes. I was strangely content with the way we were. It sort of felt right. I was saddened again when I got off the bus. I missed Warren's warmth…which was really strange. I pushed everything to the back of my mind when I got home.

"Mom? Dad?" no response. They must still be at work. I shrugged and went up to my room. I was suddenly in the mood to watch a horror movie so I put The Hills Have Eyes on. The remake…not the original. I happen to have a big crush on Aaron Stanford who plays Doug…plus I love yelling at the characters when they do stupid things in horror movies. I watched that then started that Saw movie marathon that I've been meaning to do. While watching the movies I did my homework…hey, just the movies alone can't tide me over…I've seen them plenty of times each.

A few hours, and four horror movies, later I heard the front door open and close. "ANYA!" I heard my dad call up to me. I ran down stairs and was about to hug my father when I noticed his appearance. He looked like he aged ten years since this morning. He had bags under his eyes and his eyes didn't have their normal sparkle in them.

"Dad, what happened? You look like shit. Wait…where's mom?"

"She's fine. She went to Transylvania while you were in school. An, honey, there's been an accident…your brother and Erin were killed last night-" he paused when he saw my face, and then answered the question I couldn't speak, "Shelly is fine. She was with your uncle when they were killed. Honey, Cole and Erin were murdered. The funeral is tomorrow night. We leave at noon. You aren't going to school tomorrow. Pack some things for the trip."

I just stood there. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. I couldn't even cry. My brother, one of the strongest vampires I knew, and his fiancé, the nicest person on the face of the planet, were murdered. Leaving behind my two month old niece, Shelly, by herself. Murdered… "No, I'm going to school. Dad, if I stay here I'll go nuts. Just pick me up at lunch and we'll go." All he could do was nod in response. I answered his next question before he could ask. "Yes, I plan on sticking to tradition. Most of the student body thinks of me as a freak…might as well."

I gave my father a quick hug then went to my room. I just sat there…I was at a loss. I was an empty shell. I fell asleep in my clothes…

The next morning was different from the rest. Today, I did my normal routine of showering and doing my makeup. Instead of blood red lips, they were covered in black lipstick. And my usually blood red nail polish was replaced with black. I mechanically put on the outfit I never thought I'd be wearing anytime soon…vampire tradition when mourning the loss of a loved one is to wear all black and have a blood red rose with you. I pulled on the long black dress and the long black cloak. I placed the rose behind my ear, as Cole used to do when he would take his walks with me through our uncle's garden. I still remember it as if it were yesterday…

Flashback (no P.O.V.)…

A ten-year-old Anya was walking with her brother Cole. Cole looked just like his father. At the time, Cole was twenty-three. They were walking through their uncle Vlad's garden in the moonlight. She loved this garden, as did Cole. They remembered the stories their uncle would tell them when they came to visit. Numerous stories about the many centuries he and his brother had lived through. As they walked, they passed a patch of roses. Cole picked one up and placed it behind young Anya's ear.

"Whenever you see a red rose, I want you to think of me. For I will think of you. A red rose will be our flower, now and forever. I love you, baby sister. Now and in death."

She hugged her brother tight and whispered, "I love you, too, Cole. Now and in death." in his ear. He kissed her cheek and they continued on their walk through their magic garden.

End Flashback (back to Anya)…

I put some clothes together for my trip. I grabbed my books and my Ipod and headed downstairs. I went downstairs and passed my father at the table. "See you at lunch, dad." I said as I kissed the top of his head. I walked out of the house without eating. Probably not the best idea but given my current situation…yeah. I put my Ipod on and listened to all of my depressing music. As I walked, I looked towards the sky…gloomy…like my current state. It was an eerie calm, as if a storm was brewing but it wasn't completely here yet. The bus came and I took my normal seat next to Warren. I didn't look or talk to him and the rest of the gang for the day. I was dead inside. My first reaction to anything came at lunch.

Lunch. That was when my friends really got scared for me. It went through phases… first was concern, then was worry, next was anxious, now was scared shitless. I hadn't done anything all day. I didn't look or talk to anyone and I didn't do any work. It was as if I wasn't in my body. Lunch. Holly and her group of Barbie Dolls came up to torment me like they do everyday. I was barely listening to what she was saying until she mentioned I looked like someone died. That people like me don't mourn death, we celebrate. In most cases, this wouldn't have gotten to me, but in my current state.

"Shut up. Just shut up, Holly. You can torment me any other day but not today. Just, please, leave me alone" I said to her, not lifting my head to look at her.

"Awe…is wittle Anya gunna cwy?" Holly said snidely.

"I just found last night out that my brother, one of the strongest people I know, and his fiancé were murdered. He was my hero, the one that took care of me when my parents went on business trips. He wasn't just my brother, he was my father. And now my two-month-old niece will never know just how great her parents were. He left us alone! He left me alone!" the tears that I could not shed last night finally broke through the barrier. I cried. I cried for Cole, for Erin, for Shelly, for my Parents, for my uncle, and most of all…I cried for me. Outside, the storm finally came. Pouring down rain…Cole and Erin crying for the ones left behind. For Shelly and me. I fell to the ground in violent sobs repeating, "He left me," over and over. Before I hit the ground, I felt a pair of strong arms catch me, engulfing me in warmth…Warren. My knight in shining armor (A/N: I know this is used a lot but I couldn't help it…come on…wouldn't you want Warren to comfort you too?) was protecting me. He held me close and let me cry on his shoulder, whispering soothing words in my ear and rubbing my back. I couldn't stop. All the tears that wanted to come out last night came. And he just held me close, letting me cry. I didn't care that the whole school watched my little episode. I needed this. My dad came into the lunchroom and scooped me into his arms. I held onto him for dear life and cried.

A/N: Thank you to everyone who reviewed the story. I'm really happy you guys like it. So I just finished writing this and I was listening to my Ipod as I was typing. As I typed up her breakdown, My Immortal came on. I really almost cried writing this. Oh, and just a side note: everything that she likes is what I like. So think of it this way, you are getting to know me while getting to know my character. Anya is probably going to be the most like me. Please read and review, because you guys made me so happy that I was shaking.
Love,
Mel a.k.a. ProcrastinatingPyro09