Lifeblood
By: Shadowrayne
SVP: Yes, my friend, I am quite aware I left that part out. It was a combination of the fact that I got lazy, tired and simply started to realize how dumb that scene was.

Deionarra: I did that on purpose. In my mind, nothing starts off a story like leaping inot a fight and not knowing why. Makes it interesting. At least that's my opinion. Also, as for only touching on a topic briefly, It was only an intro.

VladimirsAngel: I can't resist him either. ^_^ This could be the start of a beautiful friendship...LOL!

I hope to hear from ya'll again. Anyway, I hope Chapter 2 is a bit more...let's just say...interesting. Also, the vamps are a little...OOC. No flames please. (forgot that last part in Ch1. Oh well, didn't get any anyways. ^_^ You guys [girls] are the best!) HERE IS CHAPTER 2!
Chapter 2

Kyria was clothed in a flattering black dress that came to just above her knees. She walked in to the large banquet hall (complete with a dance floor) and sat down at one of the huge polished oaken tables. The banquet hall was hardly ever used. It's marble walls shone in the light of a thousand chandeliers and a the moonlight was visible from the many high-arched balconies.

It was a week after Kyria's exam and she had the week off as after two more days she'd be leaving the Academy. From what she had been told, her parents had sent her there shortly after they found out that Kyria was a changeling, a shapeshifter. Shortly after, thier village had been burned to the ground. Kyria was the only survivor. The academy was the only school that accepted and taught changelings. Nowhere else would. Everyone within the huge walls had a certain rare ability that was shunned in "normal" society.

Through the crowd she spotted an unfamiliar face in the crowd. He was a very handsome man who looked to be in his early to mid twenties. He had ebony hair and high cheekbones. His lithe figure was well suited to battle. His clothes were outlandish and he seemed to be looking for someone.

Kyria stood and walked over to him.

"Are you looking for someone?" she asked.
"Yes. I believe her name was Kyria or something like that. Do you know her?" the man asked her. His stare was breathtaking. He had catlike, yellow eyes.
"Why are you looking for her?"
"I bear a message for her. I happen to know who slaughtered her family. I've been looking for the survivors for a long time." he replied. There was something he wasn't saying. Kyria could sense it.

"Hey Kyrie! Wassup?!" a blonde guy ran up to her.
"Hey Zepher(A/N Not Zephon. Zepher.). Nuttin much. I take it you passed the exams?"
"Got that right! How's this sound? Zepher Coatl: Master Shapeshifter." the boy struck a pose that force Kyria to suppress a giggle.
"I'll see you later Zeph. I'm kinda busy."
"Save me a dance?"
"Sure." Kyria said as she back to the man with yellow eyes.

"I'm Kyria. What's your name? Why now of all times have you come to me with this information?" Kyria demanded. The man looked around.
"We cannot talk here. Follow me." he turned to one of the moonlit balconies. Kyria followed him, even though every nerve in her body was telling her to shift and kill him.
"My name is Raziel. I have been looking for you because the people that burned your village have been posing a threat to my people for a very long time."
"Why tell me?"
"You seem to be quite a capable fighter. Crafty, quick, strong willed. Only one more test." the man, Raziel said.
"And what might that be?" Kyria replied with sarcastic curiosity.
"This." Raziel lunged at her. Before she could react, he was holding her by the shoulders. She felt a sharp prick on her neck and suppressed a scream of pain as she felt her own blood run down her neck. She tried to push him away, but to no avail. What am I thinking?! she screamed at herself. She ignored the creature, sating it's thirst with her blood, and concentrated. The familiar tickling sensation returned as the fur began to ripple across her skin.

Raziel pulled away and grinned, exposing blood-tipped fangs.
"Well met. See you in Nosgoth." and he dissappeard back into the crowd. Pale and shaken, Kyria covered her neck with her raven-black hair and left the banquet hall.
I hope you liked it! Razzy! That wasn't very nice! Anyway, same deal as last time. One review and you get the next chapter. Ugh! Band and typing DO NOT MIX! MY FINGERS HURT! -_-!!