Okay guys...I guess I'm KIND OF, SOMEWHAT proud of this chapter. I don't know, I guess I liked it. It might annoy some of you guys cause there's not Spashley...YET! I know most of you are like Wtf? with Ashley seeming like she doesn't miss Spence, but it'll all be explained. The people I'm talking about in this, aren't pointless, just fyi. And until I tell you next, all of this is a flashback to before Ash and "19" going back to King High. Any questions, feel free to ask, might get a little confusing.

Disclaimer: As much as Tom wants it, this story is mine. But South is still his...we'll negotiate...

Flashback

"There's no way I'm a vampire!" I yelled, chasing after her. Whoever she was. "Vampires don't even exist!" I would've kept saying random shit until she said something, but I think I ran into a wall.

"Not quite," she mumbled, and laughed and I backed away from the boy I just walked straight into.

"New recruit?" He turned to her and smiled, again with the extremely white teeth. For some reason his weren't as sharp as the ladies from the club.

"She's a little clueless, isn't she?" she said, still laughing. Stupid bitch, I'm so gonna kill her--nevermind, I think she's already dead.

"We all were." He looked at me, his light blue eyes staring right into mine as he put on a big smile and put out his hand. "Don't pay attention to her. I'm Joesph."

He was probably in his mid-teens, somewhere around 16. He had white-hair down to his shoulders. If there was a straight braincell in my body, I'd say he was pretty attractive...in a weird way...'cause of the white hair and all.

Nonetheless, I took his hand and shook it. "Ashley." I even managed to put a little smile of my own on.

"Watch your back," she said, amused. Jeez, I almost forgot she was here,

Just then he released my hand and before I knew what was happening, he was thrown against the wall, but he moved his right arm and managed to knock down whoever came at him, down to their knees in a crouching position. Oh great, another boy.

"I told you." She leaned against the wall very casually, as if this was something completely routine to her. "What happened to no fighting?" At this, all three of them cracked up.

"Don't be an ass, introduce yourself, Luke." The boy who attacked Joesph was now right in front of me before I even realized it. He stood there, hand extended, waiting.

"Luke?" I said with a smile, and shook his hand. He released a light laugh and scratched the back of his neck.

"Lucifer," he corrected me. His golden eyes even lighter with amusement.

"Joesph and Lucifer?" I stared at the two boys. I knew this place was weird, but whoever named them must've been anything but religious.

They did kind of look like complete opposites though. Lucifer's pitch black, spiked and styled hair was completely opposite compared to Joesph's. They were about the same height, probably around 5'10'', and they definitely looked about the same age. But those were the only things alike. Aside from that, they actually did remind me of heaven and hell...

"Mom has a sense of humor," he joked, while pointing at the woman still leaning on the wall.

"MOM?!" I yelled, completely and utterly shocked.

"Meet my sons." She walked up in between the boys and put her arms around them.

"More like spawn," I mumbled to myself, but they all caught it, and all started laughing.

After the shock passed, she led me into a room that reminded me of a business office. It had multiple degrees and pretty much anything you'd see in a normal office. Except, of course, this was a VAMPIRE'S office.

"I had a feeling you'd be here..." a man turned in the big leather computer chair behind the desk and smiled. He had to be the one running all this crap.

He had gray hair--well, it looked too good to be gray, more like silver--and blue eyes--like everyone else in this damned place--. For someone that's older, he looked like he could still kick David Beckham's ass in a modeling competition.

"Welcome, Ashley. Here, have a seat!" He gestured tword the two seats right in front of his desk. Me and her did what we were told, and sat.

"Good to see you again, 19." They both smiled. "And its a pleasure to meet you, Ashley. I've been waiting ever since your arrival." Well, someone's eager.

"Sorry for the wait. I just figured she should rest and take it all in before coming to see you," she spoke up next to me.

"Yes, yes, of course!" For an old man, he's pretty enthusiastic. He looks so happy...

"Come in," she said next to me. She must be losing it, no one even knocked--before I could finish, the door opened, and a friggin' amazingly beautiful girl walked in.

"Am I interrupting?" she said, a grin playing on her flawless features. Dear God, is everyone here fucking gorgeous?!

"No, no. Here, sit on the couch, Angie," the old man pointed behind us, to the brown leather couch. Same material as anything else you'd sit on in this room.

"Please, Dad. Angela," she gave him a sarcastic eye-roll. Oh great, so that's apparently her dad. I'm sooooo not trying to make the moves on this one, but at least I know her name.

"Ugh, get off of that damned couch. Come here." Before I knew it, Angela was following HER orders--yes, her, that's what I'm using until I know her real name--and was on her lap. "I missed you, I haven't seen you all day." Angela just smiled, leaned down and kissed her, effectively shutting her up. But wait...they just kissed...WHAT THE FUCK?!

"Ashley, meet my daughter, Angela. And I'm sure you don't already know, so the one under her is her wife...just call her 19. I assumed she hasn't told you anything about her yet, not that I'd expect her to. You were pretty busy figuring herself out at then." He stopped to take a breath. "I told you to be hospitable," he scowled at...19...

"Since when am I hospitable, James?" she replied sarcastically. Jeez, that's her father-in-law...

"I should have known better." The smile returned on his face. "Ashley, I know this is probably very confusing for you, but I'm very confident that you will figure it all out, with given time. 19 over here will be your mentor, so to speak. She'll teach you everything you need to know, give you the essential materials and knowledge you will need, and effectively train you until she sees ready."

"Six days," she whispered next to me. And Angela elbowed her in the ribs for it. But as I looked over at them, I couldn't help but look at...19--Ugh, I will never get used to calling someone a number. Anyway, I never really took a good look at her in the day and a half I've been here. As she turned her head towards me to crack her neck, I saw something...

It was a deep wound, and it looked like it must've been painful. It kind of looked like...a bite mark...