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AN: I was bored and I just read "in the forsests of the night" and half of "demon in my view" again and so I wanted to write a fic. I felt gloomy. Its about Risika of course. I have the PERFECT plot. ^.^

Chapter 1: Reminence

By: fire demoness

I am soaring, my golden eyes catching every detail of the forest as I flew overhead. As I begin to desend, my body slowly reverts back to human form and I land without a sound. The forest is still and silent, and so has remained that way for awhile. The darkness surrounds me, the only sign that I was there was my silver necklace.

"Hello Aubrey. You can come out now."

I said, looking straight ahead at the town before me. There was some shuffling and a man's voice spoke out behind me. I didn't bother to turn around.

"What are you doing here so late?"

I ignored him until he had the nerve to ask again.

"what is it of YOUR concern where I am or what I am doing?"

I said, my voice pratically dripping with venom. He said nothing and I turned my attention back to the town. Here. My old home. So long ago was it full of church-going people and wells. People dressed in colonial style clothing and I at my home's door, waiting for the next handsome suiter. It seems so different from this party

I ignored him until he had the nerve to ask again.

"what is it of YOUR concern where I am or what I am doing?"

I said, my voice pratically dripping with venom. His mind is open to me like a book and so he said nothing and I turned my attention back to the town. Here. My old home. So long ago was it full of church-going people and wells. People dressed in colonial style clothing and I at my home's door, waiting for the next handsome suiter. It seems so different from this party- filled town.

There is a whishing sound of air behind me and I knew that Aubrey has gone. Probably gone back to that girl Jessica, renamed Jemisa. It seems so long ago that I first saw him. The black rose that changed my life around. I don't hate him I suppose. At first, yes. Now the rivalry has lost its intrest in me ever since I drank his blood.

*crunch *

the human behind me cursed as the twig snapped under his legs. I laughed my cold laugh and I felt, more than saw, him wince. Foolish mortals. I knew he was there from the moment I landed. Probably one of those party-goers that lost his way. He just didn't know how deadly being lost could be.

I turned around, ready to feast. I gasped. Could it be?

A young man stood behind me, a knife in his hand similar to the one Aubrey had. The one that could hurt a vampire. He had raven black hair and chocolate brown eyes. He gasped as well and the knife dropped. I didn't make a move for it, although every nerve in my body screamed "kill him or be killed"

"Rachel..."

he whispered.

To be continued?

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