The top of my head to the tips of my toes tingled with warmth. The sun danced on the top of my eyelids making strange colors appear. My stomach felt like it was swirling, and strange enough instead of making me feel sick it felt really good. The light dimmed and I opened my eyes only to find speckled brown eyes staring back at me.
"You're going to be late for school if you stay asleep." He said softly, only a slight edge to his tone.
"But I'm so comfy." I whined. I finally looked around, not bothered by the fact that a strange boy was hovering over me in my bed. I was wrapped in a black comforter, surrounded by golden cream covered walls. My ceiling was a deep shade of red. I stared at it for a few seconds as it swirled and twisted, changing from a deep burgundy to a lighter red rose. The boy above me groaned.
"Honestly you are impossible." He grabbed my shirt and ripped me from my bed. "Now hurry up you idiot." The chill from the room seeped into me and I found myself automatically reached for the clothes laid out for me. The boy left my room and I quickly changed. To my surprise it was a school uniform, but it wasn't the usual skirt and jacket, but instead a dark pair of feminine pants, white blouse, and matching dark vest. The smell of eggs tickled my noise and my stomach, which I didn't even know was empty, started to grumble. I sprinted to the bathroom next to my room and gave myself a once look over. It took me a few full minutes to realize I was staring at the old me, not the new me. My hair was pin strait, with a little flip at the bottom, just long enough to cover my ears. And my eyes, my eyes were a sea blue-green, not like the blood red they were. My hands had minds of their own as they continued to do what I was guessing my morning routine. My hair was quickly brushed, and of all things male deodorant was put under my arms. Although it was strange it had a very good smell, very clean.
"MICH!" Someone called from downstairs.
"Coming!" I answered before my mind even got to process who the hell this 'Mich' was. I ran down the stairs and skidded until my but reached a chair.
"Morning." Once again my mouth worked without me. A plate of eggs was placed in front of me by a plump woman with extremely dark hair that seemed to glow a strange brownish red in the light. Her short wavy hair just reached her shoulders and I found myself staring at her. Her chocolate brown eyes met mine for a moment and she smiled before returning back to her busy work in the kitchen.
"What's up with you Mich? You are acting like you have never seen mom before." The boy said his mouth full of eggs. I took a good long look at him. He had similar colored hair and eyes, and his hair was even wavy, just beginning to look curly. I stared long and hard at him, only to have him meet me with an awkward glance.
"Nothing. I'm fine." I mumbled. We ate in silence, only the clacking of dishes filling the silence.
Not for long.
I jumped. The voice sounded familiar. It was cold and venomous, but still familiar.
He gave me a weird look again.
"Ace you better hurry up. You have to drop off Mich before you head back." The woman said.
"Sure thing ma." The boy, Ace, said. He swooped up not only his plate but mine too and brought them over to her, planting a swift kiss on her cheek. He left, and not knowing what to do, I followed. Before we were even two feet from the door he turned to me swiftly.
"Go say goodbye to your mother." He snapped. I gave a confused look, only to be returned with one. I nodded and slowly made my way through the door. The plump woman was there to meet me.
"Bye sweetheart." She gave me a kiss on the cheek and I returned it.
"Goodbye… Mom…"I rushed to the car, which the boy had started.
No he was not a boy.
He was a collage student, and a respectable man.
He was my brother.
Ace.
And I was starting my first day of my junior year.
My name was Michelle Kimberly.
Mich for short.
And I had traveled to Japan last summer.
Where they called me Miki.
Everything looked foreign, but felt familiar. The trees that had been here since we moved here, the flowers my mother had planted, the fence my father and brother built when they neighbor's dog broke through the old one and attacked me.
I opened the door to my brother's old Chevy and as I situated myself a queasy feel started in the pit of my stomach. I looked at my brother, who seemed to be talking to me, but he and the car seemed to be melting. I tried to reach my brother but he disappeared beyond my grip. The car was black a few seconds later, and I seemed to be floating, that was until I landed on my butt.
I was in that room again. The blood floor, the strange paintings. Once again I had the strange sensation of familiarity and being foreign.
"Welcome back." I jumped, standing quickly and looking in the shadows for the source of the voice. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the shadows move and turned to face them, backing slowly as I did. A beautiful woman stepped out of the shadows. She was tall, maybe Yusuke's height, her red curls cascading past her shoulders and framing her face. Her ruby eyes stood out against her perfect porcelain skin. Her long slim fingers wrapped around her long, lean arms which were covering her chest. Her legs were covered in a flowing red gown that wrapped securely around her mid section. Her short sleeves looked like milky ribbons falling off her slender shoulders. Surrounding her neck was the biggest necklace I had ever seen. You could not see any of the milky white skin of her neck beyond the sparking onyx and deep red rubies, which were wrapped in a golden casing.
She took my breathe away.
My legs stopped working.
In a few more seconds of staring, I realized where I knew the familiar face. It was my new face, the one I had back at home, or at least in my waking state.
"Back?" I whispered. She just smiled.
"Of course. I'm surprised, you seem to have regained your memory of your family, but not what they are." A sickening chuckle ran through the air. I flinched. "What you are."
"I don't know what you are talking about." The more I stayed with her in this room, the more afraid I became. Images flashed through my mind, very disturbing images. Fire, and people in strange clothing, symbols and chanting. I felt like I should understand it, but I didn't, and it was infuriating.
"A very long time ago, your Wiccan family made a pact with my Vampire clan. You would protect us, and we would help you rid the world of harmful creatures of the night, whether they be werewolf, demon, or vampire." She took a few graceful strides towards me and I found myself unable to move.
"Michelle Kimberly Salvadore, I am Yomi Ketsueki, you are my guardian, and you will protect me no matter what."
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I woke, screaming like banshee, blood tears staining my cheeks. I was in complete panic mode. I needed to write my name down, I needed to do it so I wouldn't forget. Slowly I felt it slipping from my mind and covered my ears, trying to keep it inside. I couldn't lose it again. I frantically searched the dark room for anything, anything to write with or on. But there was nothing but padding. NO! I was losing it! I could feel it seeping through my ears. I clutched harder and warm liquid spilled down my face. NO NONO NO! There was nothing there. I needed to write it down.
Then I brilliant idea came into my head. I looked at the red substance that stained my pale fingers, and a smile danced across my lips. Yes. That was it. I started using the liquid on my head to write my name on the wall, but it wasn't coming out fast enough. Before I could even finish my first name the blood stopped. I needed more. I needed to finish.
I tried to think of something that could get me more of my writing utensil. I thought about how humans killed themselves. There, again, another light bulb went off in my head. I bit down hard on my wrist and tore at the flesh. Tossing the pale skin slab away I quickly continued my mission. It came so freely now, giving me more and more to write with. It started to heal itself before I finished my brother's name. I ripped at it again and again each time it tried to heal over. I needed to write down everything.
My head felt light. But I wouldn't pass out. I was so close to finishing. Just one more name. Just one.
I felt sleepy, queasy, the world spun around me. I wrote the Y. I had to finish…
My world turned black, and someone called my name.
A/N: I AM SOOOO SORRY! I had started this chapter a while back and then lost my USB port with it on it. Then after searching for weeks I gave up and started again. So with all the things I needed to do for school I finally got it out. It's not as long as I wanted but it is better than nothing no?