Black Swan Princess

Disclaimer: I do not own the Night World
Claimer: I own the plot of this story and the characters you do not recognise

Vikki and Ash hated each other at school but Vikki is Rowan's BFF! As a ballet production begins and strange turn of event occurs Ash finds himself falling in love AshxOC

Chapter 11

Vikki woke up an hour earlier than she should do. Confused and fully awake, she climbed out of bed and took a shower to try and wash the edgy feeling awway. 'Something's not right...' She thought.
Once she was out of the shower, she dried off, pulled on her jeans and a long sleeved black top before putting on her moisturiser. She ran a brush through her tangled curls before drying them; then applied her mascara. But still, she felt...edgy. She frowned, 'something's definately not right.'

Vikki walked into the kitchen and opened the cream curtains before boiling the kettle. She grabbed a pink mug from the cupboard and threw in a tea bag and half a teaspoon of sugar. She sat down at the kitchen table and, while she waited for the kettle to finish boiling, she thought about what could be making her feel so strange. Then it hit her. She dialled for Rowan - speed dial one.

Rowan woke up to the vibrations of her phone as the object skittered across her bedside table. Making a grab for it, she checked the caller ID and answered.
"Vikki? What's up?"
"I'm really sorry to call so early in the morning but...something doesn't feel right...can you talk?"
"Do you want me to come over? I can be there in like..." She eyed her tracksuit on the chair at her desk. "Two minutes?"
"Alright, I'll make the tea." As the brunette hit the red button - ending the call. She realised her best friend had sounded...wierd on the phone. She pulled herself out of bed and threw on her tracksuit and, as she entered the hallway...Ash's bedroom door was open. Rowan frowned. He always closed the door when he went to bed. Poking her head round the door, she was suprised when she found his bed empty. Which meant he hadn't come home last night. Unless he was downstairs?
Rowan tiptoed down the stairs as not to wake Kestrel or Jade...or Ash incase he was sleeping on the couch. She walked into the lounge and the kitchen; but to no avail. Ash wasn't at home. Maybe he was at Vikki's? No. Not at this time, surely.

Vikki jogged downstairs when Rowan knocked on the door and pulled the vampire into a hug.
"What's wrong?" Vikki asked, when she noticed Rowan's eyes filled with concern.
"Besides you phoned me so early and sounded, strangely depressed...Ash is missing."
They sat down at the kitchen table, mugs of tea placed inbetween their hands, warming them up from the cold morning air.
"Do you think that's why I feel wierd this morning?"
"Maybe. This Soulmate connection works for the both of you, you know."
Vikki nodded and took a sip of her tea. "I don't think it's just that though." She said.
"What do you mean?" Rowan asked, worried for her friend.
Vikki sighed. "You know Steve drained me?" Rowan nodded and signalled for Vikki to carry on. "Well, I had to drink from you to get my strength back. I let Kestrel feed from me because she was weak and I've been a donor for you aswell."
"What're you saying?" Rowan asked, confused.
"I'm not too sure." Vikki shook her head. "But, I looked out the kitchen window last night, and could see through the darkness clearly. I woke up the other morning feeling strangely refreshed...it's just made me think that maybe I've got more vampire blood in me than...normal blood." By 'normal' blood Vikki meant witch blood.
"Well, unless you've missed a period, it can't be that bad."
Silence.
"Oh my God!" Rowan clasped a hand over her mouth. "You're half-vampire!"
Vikki blinked. "Okay...now that's sorted out. Where do you think Ash has gone?"
"He said he was going to the gym yesturday afternoon, right?" Vikki nodded. "Unless he didn't fall asleep again; he's still at the gym."
"Overnight?"
"There's a possibility he was locked in." Rowan shrugged, finishing the rest of her tea.
"I'm sure he's fine." Vikki said reassuringly; mostly to convince herself. She couldn't help but have a sick feeling in her stomach. "Rowan?" The brunette looked up from her mug of tea. "What happens if I get bitten again?"
The brunette shrugged. "I don't know...I think you'd have to exchange blood one more time to become a full vampire. But I wouldn't worry about it. All the bad guys are dead in your fairytale!"

As Vikki hopped on the bus twenty minutes later, Ash wasn't there. She couldn't help but feel a little...disappointed. Sadly, Matt got on. 'Please don't see me, please don't see me.' She thought as she pulled up her hood to hide her face. Damn, she'd been spotted.
"Hello again, Vikki." Matt sat next to her. "How've you been since our last encounter."
"Very busy."
"Anything on your schedulele today?" He asked. His hair was short and jet black - matching his eyes.
"Yes."
"What a shame, I was going to ask if you wanted to go out."
"With you? No." She crossed her arms and leant her head against the window, watching the cars whirl by.
"I'm wounded." He mocked holding his heart as if he'd been shot. It was quiet for a few minutes...until Matt spoke again. "I've always had a soft spot for you."
Vikki glanced at him. "What?"
"Right here." He brushed the tip of his finger to the side of her neck, stroking it.
"Don't touch me." She slapped his hand away and got to her feet as the bus rolled to a stop.
"Oh, come on, Vikki..." He followed her to the doors of the Dance Studio and leant on it so she couldn't get inside. "You're breaking my heart here." He leant towards her face, until their noses were mere inches apart. His amber eyes stared deep into her cerulean ones. Wait, amber eyes? Weren't they as black as his hair?
"I've always liked you." He leant a little closer, Vikki trembled. "I know you had a thing for me...didn't you." Too lost in his eyes to process the question, Vikki nodded slowly. Matt grinned before taking off down the street. Vikki waited until he turned the corner past the gym before she headed inside.

After dance was finished, Vikki sat at the bus stop and thought about the feeling she'd had all day. To say she was worried about Ash was an understatement. Before she knew it, Vikki was on her feet and heading towards the gym.
Once she arrived at the main doors, she took a deep breath before pushing them open. "Excuse me?" She asked the...well-toned, man at the entrance desk. He looked up from his magazine.
"Welcome to the gym..." He eyed her up. "Looking for a job here?"
"What?"
"Are you looking for a job? Membership?"
"No." She blushed a little, realising he asked her if she wanted a job because of her physique. "I'm looking for someone."
"Name?" He asked, turning to his computer.
"Ash Redfern?"
"He should be here." Vikki had already started moving down the corridor towards the locker rooms. She opened the main door and walked in.
"What's your sport?" Someone asked from behind her.
"I'm not here to work out, I'm looking for someone."
"Well, I hope you're looking for me, then we can work out together." The brunette gave her a wink.
"Ash Redfern?" She asked.
"Don't know him...but I'd like to get to know you more."
"I'll pass." Figuring she'd get nothing out of these people unless she gave them something in return, she decided to leave.

Vikki jumped on the next bus that came past and sat at the front after she showed the driver her ticket. Now, she didn't just feel edgy, but she also felt...lost. A tear slipped down her cheek and she wiped it away quickly. She wiped her nose on the sleeve of her hoodie before she felt a pull. It was wierd...almost like the woods were calling out to her.
But she didn't want to go in and follow the pull. It was dark and scary and, to be completely honest, Matt had not only creeped her out but was added to her stalkers list (most of which Ash had killed). Perhaps Ash would be around tomorrow? (To kill Matt). Surely he'd let one of his sisters know where he was...then again, it was Ash.

Unlocking the front door, Vikki jogged upstairs and met her mum in the kitchen.
"Victoria..." Claire began.
"Mum?" Vikki asked.
"It's a meeting for Circle Twilight. We're going for dinner with Michael and Sandra Peters - they'll answer your questions about Twilight...and they're excited to meet a "Wildpower." She smiled.
Vikki faked a smile. "Okay, what shall I wear?"

As Vikki pulled on high waisted white trousers and tucked in a light blue shirt, her mother waited patiently by the front door wearing a lilac wrap dress.
Claire checked the time. "Vikki we've got to be there in fifteen minutes, and you know I don't drive that fast."
"I'm coming!" Vikki called as she pulled on some light grey dolly shoes and met her mum by the door. "Is it dinner?"
"Yes, that restaurant in town. Nice place."
They pulled up outside the restaurant and got out the silver Honda. Claire locked the car doors before leading Vikki into the restaurant and over to the lady behind the desk.
"Harman." She said with a smile.
"Table for four? Right this way please." The woman returned the smile, picked up four menus from the menu stand and led the two witches towards their table.
It was in a secluded area of the restaurant. The table was in a corner of the room, and the other tables were spaced out (no one would be able to eavesdrop the conversations).
Michael and Sandra came over about five minutes later.
"Claire." Michael greeted, kissing her on each cheek. "How lovely to see you."
"Likewise." Claire replied before greeting Sandra. "This is my daughter, Victoria. Victoria, Michael and Sandra."
"Hi." Vikki shook The Peters' outstretched hands.
They all took their seats at the table, Vikki was opposite her mother with Michael on her left and Sandra on her right. The conversation was mainly about Circle Twilight and the fascinating discovery of Vikki being a Wildpower.
"I totally agree with this - Jacob? - It's best if you joined Circle Daybreak." Sandra took a sip from her white wine. Vikki nodded in understanding, her mother on the other hand was unusually quiet.
"You know Circle Daybreak isn't really a Circle, don't you?" Vikki looked at Michael with confusion. "Circle Daybreak is where people from the Night World go for sanctuary. If they have Soulmates who are humans; if they are wildpowers; and reasons like that. It's not a proper Circle. You could join Circle Midnight or Twilight, and still go to Daybreak."
"Really? I thought other Night Worlders' who joined Circle Daybreak had to leave their Circle so they could join?"
Michael shook his head. "Only if they choose too. Thierry Descoudres is an old friend of mine - very old - and he's the leader of Circle Daybreak. He's trying to get all the Wildpowers' to join Daybreak and not the Night World Council's side."
"Why?" They paused their conversations so the waitress could take their orders, and they made sure she'd gone into the kitchen before they resumed their conversation.
"Because even if one Wildpower is on the opposing side, the Night World Council could still overthrow Daybreak."
"How many wildpowers does Daybreak have now?"
"Three of four...you being the fourth." Sandra replied.
"What if I join neither? As a witch, do I have to join a Circle?"
"You don't have too." Michael stated.
"But it is frowned upon." Claire piped in. Vikki looked at her mother with annoyance. Of course she wanted Vikki to join a Circle - preferably Twilight - because of the whole 'reputation' thing. Vikki loved her mother to pieces, but when she was 'guided along the right path' to do something, it really, really annoyed her.
After they'd eaten, Claire paid the bill and everyone got to their feet, ready to leave. Vikki had a nagging feeling with her all evening...'what is that?' She thought-screamed to herself.
'Vikki.'
'Ash?'
'Be careful?'
'Where the hell are you?'
'Stay away from Matt and Rick.'
'Why?' But there was no reply. 'Ash! Where are you?'

Once the Harman's arrived home, Vikki thanked her mother for dinner, and then headed to bed.
Vikki tossed and turned for two hours. She felt awful...but it wasn't necessarily her, could it be Ash? Where was he? Was he alright? She sat up and ran a hand through her hair. She looked down at her pillow, light grey splodges covered the lilac cover from where she'd been crying.
Frowning, Vikki got up and walked into her bathroom to get a make-up remover wipe. As she closed the bathroom cabinet, there was a face behind her in the mirror. Matt retracted inch long fangs. She gasped and turned around...but he wasn't there anymore. Vampires not having a reflection was just superstition, Vikki was sure...but Matt wasn't a vampire! Then Ash's words hit her like a ball to the face. 'Stay away from Matt and Rick.' They were Jackson's henchmen, and if Jackson was a werewolf, then it wouldn't suprise Vikki that Matt and Rick were also part of the Night World.
She really had to be careful from now on.
Vikki headed back into her bedroom but stopped short. Had she actually seen Matt's face in the bathroom mirror? If so, then he was in the house. The mahogany haired witch picked up her phone and dialled Ash's number. The voicemail kicked in after three rings. Where was he?

(A/N: Special Thanks:

Sportyno1 - I wanted the story to seem more realistic, not being funny but no one really falls in love straight away, right? It'd be like making out with a tramp! I'm also trying to make Vikki very caring, not a bitch like most people make as OC's for Ash. Just because Ash is 'the badest vampire' doesn't mean his soulmate has to be one, right? I mean, what happened to opposites attract? xD Thanks for the review :) x

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