Part 1: Life

1998 Somewhere in South Boston 9.30 p.m.

Through the Dark hazy mist and driving rain a shape could be seen running down a narrow alley small splashes could be heard as the silhouette tried to dodge the increasing number of puddles, the rain rattled on the trash can lids as the character ran by. A small door with a blue and red Neon sign reading "Embargo" above it could be seen in the distance, the door seemed to be the destination of the unknown shadow. When the figure reached the door it opened it, the low hum of music could be heard the figure entered and closed the door behind.

The inside was quite big with a large bar off to the left and a dance floor surrounded on one side by small tables in darkly lit alcoves and a DJ box to the right. There was a large bouncer constantly scanning the establishment from his half-concealed place next to the bar, a small haze of smoke could be seen and smelt. The bar was perhaps half full a few couples were sitting on the tables around the dance floor and a couple could bee seen dancing to the heavy metal music blaring away in the background. There was a couple of older men maybe in their 40's slumped against the bar. As this new figure entered the bar, the atmosphere seemed to halt for a second and everybody focused on the new arrival. The figure standing in the doorway could now be seen fully in the light, the figure was that of a shapely young girl. She was wearing dark boots with black leather pants she was wearing a rain soaked black denim jacket with a small figure-hugging top underneath. The young girl was very pretty obviously fully made up to make her look older she had dark eye shadow on and black lipstick, her hair was as black as her lipstick, shoulder length and doused in rain. After getting a glimpse at the new arrival everyone promptly returned to his or hers own business.

A barman in his mid forties was at the bar he was wiping the bar down and spotted the young girl, he simply raised his head to acknowledge her.
The young girl approached the bar "Hey what's happening Steve, things seem pretty down in here tonight"
"Yeah well now you're here I'm sure things will pick up" replied the Barman.
"What are you saying about me?" She flashed him a half smile along with the reply.
The barman simply replied with a wry smile as he handed her a beer "That's on the house"
The woman just smiled as she accepted the bottle, the barman turned away to serve another demanding customer. The dark haired girl then turned her attention to the dance floor she gave the floor a quick glance and noticed a guy sitting alone, she raised a smile and then made her way over to the DJ box, she went up to the DJ and whispered into his ear. The current music slowly died down and a new song kicked in, this had a slower more deliberate tempo. She then slowly made her way over to the dance floor allowing the bright lights to catch her, illuminating her perfect figure and curves for anybody who was watching to see. The young girl took a sip of her bottle; she then nonchalantly put the bottle down on the nearest table obviously not concerned about who was seated there.

The dark haired woman then positioned herself in the centre of the dance floor slowly dancing to the rhythm of the music, she sexily ran her hands through her hair and over her body seemingly teasing anybody that was watching. She then focused her attention on the man sitting alone in one of the dimly lit alcoves surrounding the dance floor. The man was in his thirties he was dressed heavily in leathers and he was bald headed he was quite obviously a biker he had been watching the young woman since she started her seductive dancing. Their eyes met and the girl gave the man a half smile and beckoned him over. The biker approached swaying slightly as he walked, as they meet on the dance floor she put her arms around his waist and began to dance again. This time though gazing into the mans eyes and seductively rubbing herself up against him, she leaned closer gave the man a small kiss and whispered into his ear the man produced some scrunched up notes from out of his pocket and handed them to the girl. She then left the man alone on the floor. As she approached the bar she shouted to the barman "Hey Steve can you toss us a couple of Beers."
"You got any money this time" was the response
"what do you take me for" she replied with a smirk on her face
The barman got a couple of bottles from the cooler he took her money and gave her the change and 2 bottles of beer. " Thanks honey, can you save my jacket for me while I go do my thing." she asked with a cute expectant smile on her face
"ok, but you've gotta promise me no trouble tonight!" Steve replied in a sterner tone
"...Me?" was her response with an innocent look on her face.
Steve the barman continued to wipe down the bar he then looked up and replied; "Now I mean it Faith!"

...Yup that was me back then, Embargo used to be my local hang out, it was a rough joint but, there were different faces every night, bikers, loners, people who were just passing through not looking for anything heavy. Plus I could get served there, that was always a bonus Steve the owner was a friend of my moms. I used to do this most nights, I had no friends or nothing to do so I'd go to these bars and just pull a guy some I would only spend a few ours with, others it would be the night. I never went too far though I knew I didn't have the strength to fight off a sleaze bag so I always went to clubs and pubs with bouncers working, they made me feel more secure allowing me to do what I wanted. Now why did I do this? Well if you'd asked me at the time I would have probably said for power. I could use my sexuality and my body to control these men, I got them to buy me drinks take me places I could play and toy with them they did exactly what I wanted them to do, I was in control. It gave me power it made me feel important.

But now looking back after all these years I can see something really different, all I can see was a little lost and lonely girl. A girl who just craved attention, I didn't care where it came from as long as I was at the centre I didn't care who it was or for how long they would be with me, I just needed to feel wanted. I think somewhere inside me I knew it was wrong but I guess I just wanted my loneliness to go away and didn't care how it went. But I know now that if my life carried on like this all this attention seeking would eventually get me in to serious trouble or even dead. But that would not carry on much longer because of what would be to come over the next few days, it would change me forever...

Faith made her way back over to the biker who was now by the side of the dance floor waiting for her to return. She now had her jacket off a small tattoo on her right arm could be seen, but more importantly to the guys in the bar it showed of her full figure. When she reached the biker she handed him one of the beers and took a swig of her own and placed it on the nearest table. Faith then took the biker by his hand and led him to the floor and continued to dance. She continued to tantalise her male companion for what seemed to be hours, she was dancing rhythmically to the tempo of the music, and when she had the chance she would rub up against him. They would occasionally kiss each other only when Faith let him though. The biker then finished his beer and set it down on the nearest table, this marked a difference in the mans attitude, he now became more adventurous, he started to dance with her as opposed to her dancing around him. He tried to use his hands to caress every inch of her, but when he did she would warn him away always maintaining her control over this stud. The biker though was beginning to become frustrated at this he suddenly grabbed her arm and in a gruff stern tone said "Hey you wanted to play how about letting me be in charge for a while."
The man did not obviously want to go along with Faiths teasing anymore, but she just pulled her arm away and continued to dance as seductively as she could around him. He then grabbed her by both of her arms he now had an enraged look on his face; he then shouted, " Hey bitch now put out what you've been promising." Faith was now becoming visibly worried, she hadn't yet turned sixteen and by the look on the guy's face it was debatable if she would. The barman though noticed the visual change in the biker's attitude he called over to the bouncer that had just been lurking in the shadows. The bouncer confronted the biker. Faith slowly backed away and the bouncer asked the biker to leave. The biker responded by taking a swing at the bouncer, who easily deflected this and put the man in an arm lock and threw him out. After all this commotion Faith approached the bar. "Sorry about this Steve, I was just dancing" Faith sheepishly whispered to the barman.


" I know Faith, I think you should stay here for an hour or so and give that jerk time to clear out" Steve replied with a kindly smile on his face. Faith spent the next hour or so sitting alone in the corner, Steve began to shut up shop so she decided it was time to go home.

...Even after all that had happened, I still had an air of invulnerability about me, I thought nothing could affect me or nothing could frighten me, how wrong I was, that night would be the first and last night that a sleaze bag guy would ever frighten me...

In the now familiar alley we can see Faith exiting the pub, the rain had stopped and everything was silent except for the few pieces of trash being blown about by a slight breeze. Faith then looked left and right checking out the alley as a precaution, she started to make her way down the alley away from the bar in the direction of her home. But out of the shadows a cigarette could be seen lighting up. As Faith continued on her way, she heard low footsteps far behind her, her eyes rolled to one side as she noticed the footsteps; she did nothing except quicken her pace. The footsteps behind started to quicken also to mirror her own. She was now becoming worried, she could feel her heartbeat quicken, her mind was wandering, what was she going to do? The footsteps behind her quickened, the shadow stalking her was gaining, then suddenly it stepped in a puddle and the footsteps stopped, Faith also stopped and turned to face her stalker.

It was the biker from the bar their eyes met and there was a moment of silence. The biker had an angry look on his face, which turned into a sadistic smile. " No Bouncer, No hope, your gonna give me whatever I want and your gonna like it!" he snarled. Faith's eyes widened in a look of fear, in a blind panic she turned and ran. The biker gave chase he could only run at a slow pace he was pretty intoxicated and it seemed to be easy for Faith to put some distance between them. But she didn't know that, she ran as fast as she could not looking back not thinking just running, then she turned to look and when she turned back there was a trash can in front of her. She was running at such a fast pace that she couldn't stop herself colliding with the can. The biker kept up the chase and he grinned as he saw Faith in the distance fall over the trashcan.

Faith got back to her feet, she was now covered in dirt and was dripping wet she immediately started to run. She came to the end of the ally; she could go left or right, with little thought she chose the left-hand path. As she made her way along the alley she had to turn right about halfway down the alley because of a truck that was parked in her way, as she turned down this passage a tall iron link fence greeted her. Her heart sunk as she heard the heavy breathing of the biker still chasing her unrelenting. She couldn't go back so she made the decision to climb the fence, it was slippy but Faith was making decent progress, she felt something grab her ankle, she looked down and saw the man laughing. She summoned all her strength and gave him a firm kick to the face, he released his grip and she scrambled over the fence and jumped down to the other side, the biker didn't even attempt to climb there was no way he was stable enough to make it. Faith and the Biker were again face to face but now Faith had the safety of an iron fence, the biker kicked the fence in frustration and bellowed " I'm gonna get you, you frickin whore" Faith just looked at him blankly and turned and disappeared into the night.

The biker was left alone he was out of breath and extremely angry he was cursing the air he took one final punch at fence and turned to go on his way. But he turned only to be greeted by a demonic face. The unknown creature pulled the bikers head to one side and with a snarl sank his teeth into the bikers exposed neck. The biker didn't have time to scream as he was forced to the floor by the creature, it continued to have its head buried at the mans neck, the sound of liquid was heard, but it wasn't raining anymore. The attacker raised its head we could see crimson coloured blood dripping from his mouth. The creatures face changed into that of a man he was very handsome he was dressed in an expensive looking suit and had short blond tussled hair. There was an accomplice with him a dark haired female but with the same demonic face as the man previously had.
"What shall we do with him Ianus, shall we use him as an example" the female asked.
"No wait a minute, he could be a good addition to the cause, sire him" Ianus replied.
The female pulled out a knife and cut herself, as she knelt down to the still breathing biker, Ianus pulled out a pair of sunglasses, which he put on, and he grinned as he watched his female accomplice. She then made the biker drink her blood and then she returned the favour, it wouldn't be long before the biker would join them in becoming one of the undead.