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Isabella's long blond hair with her brown trench coat and school uniform skirt flowed through the autumn wind as the sun slowly rose over the hills of the country side. She enjoyed the walk to high school each morning as she was alone with the nature. She breathed in the air and smelled a hint of rain from the night before. She smiled and shifted her book bag onto one shoulder as it became uncomfortable for her back. She fixed her red tie against her white blouse. She turned a corner and walked into a wooden area.

Then suddenly, an arm wrapped around her neck and pulled her behind a large oak tree. Her book bag fell to the dying grass as she was pushed onto the tree. She made a fist and was raising it as a knife was brought to her throat.

"Hey, Bob! Look at what we got here."

"Oh Shit, Greg! Isn't that the Class President? I don't know about this!"

"Shut up! It's not like she's going to tell. Right bitch?"

Greg gripped Isabella's hair tight as he tilted her head up. He brought his lips to hers and forced a kiss. Isabella bit down on his lip. With Greg in pain, she took her chance. She pushed him with all her might away from her and punched him across the face. Greg was stunned as he wiped off the blood drops from his lower lip.

"We have a fighter here!"

"That's right! You think I'm afraid of you two! Come on!"

Isabella gestured for them with her index finger and then raised her fists.

"Please, bitch! When we're through with you, you're going to be begging for mercy just like the last one. Isn't that right, Greg?"

"That's right! We scarred the last girl for life."

"I won't go down so easy!"

"Oh you will, and we'll enjoy it!"

Greg raised the knife and the two teens inched their way to Isabella. She readied herself for the fight of her life.

"You two crowds are completely pathetic!"

Greg and Bob stopped and looked around to see who was there. Isabella didn't see anyone but hoped that there was help for her.

"Up here you idiots."

The group looked up into the tree and saw a teenage boy dressed in a black ¾ length coat with black pants sitting on a branch. His school uniform shirt was opened three buttons down to reveal his leather spiked collar. His shoulder length raven hair flowed through the air as a strong wind passed.

"Although I am sure that she could rip you two a new one but…"

The boy jumped from the tree and in front of Isabella.

"I wouldn't want to miss the fun."

"Shit! That's the gothic kid!"

"Fuck it, Bob! We're waste them both!"

Greg ran towards the boy with his knife. The boy reached out and grabbed Greg's wrist making him drop the knife. He then punched him across the face, but Greg didn't fall. The boy kicked him in the stomach and Greg collapsed to the ground in pain.

"You fuck!"

Bob ran to them. Isabella made a fist and punched Bob. She wrapped her hand around his neck and slammed him against the tree. She kneed him in the stomach and then used the back of her fist to hit him across his face. Bob fell to the ground but tried to crawl away.

"Hey! Stay down!"

"I'm sorry! It was Greg's idea!"

Isabella kicked Bob on his side and he collapsed.

"Wow! That's my kind of woman!"

Isabella turned around to the boy as he kicked the knife away from Greg.

"What did you say?"

"I was complimenting you. You're very strong. Most people would have been crying their eyes out but you fought back."

"I am not most people, but thank you anyway."

The boy reached into his pocket and pulled out a box of cigarettes and lighter.

"You smoke?"

"Yeah."

He placed two in his mouth and lit them. He handed one to her. Their eyes locked on to each other as Isabella reached for the cigarette. Their hearts began to beat in unison as his hazel eyes lowered to take a full look of her. Isabella could feel her cheeks turned red and hot as she took the cigarette. He realized that he was staring and turned away.

"Sorry."

"No. It's all right. So, what is your name?"

The boy turned back to her and looked into her eyes once more.

"Adrian. And yours?"

"Isabella."

Isabella smiled softly as she placed the cigarette in her mouth. The smoke from their cigarettes blended in the air as Adrian reached her hand. Isabella interlaced her fingers with his as a scene of calm came over them.

"That's weird... It's like… It's like..."

"I know, Isabella. Maybe in another life."

Adrian drew himself closer to Isabella and cuffed her face as their breathing became heavy. She felt her heart raced in her chest as she moved to meet his waiting lips. The wind picked up. The dried dead leaves danced around them as their passionate kiss intensified.

"You fuckers!"

Greg was struggling to get to his knees as the couple pulled away from each other. Bob was on his back trying to get away from the pair. Isabella and Adrian placed their cigarettes back in their mouths.

"What should we do with them, Adrian?"

"Whatever you wish, Isabella..."

Although in different bodies and time, Alucard and Integra found each other again.