Title: Fallen Star Based on: Night World Series Time: This is set after the millennium where nothing happened to remove evil and life is going on as normal.

Oh and I forgot a Disclaimer: Night world sadly belongs to L.J.Smith and not me so I can't claim any credit for the idea; I'm just borrowing it. Dahlia, Nagani-jin, Destria and Alex however are mine.

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Dahlia sat in her biology class staring out the window. God this is so boring, I learnt all of this in my fifth year. Wow that is a beautiful sunset. I love sunsets in the winter they always have so many colours. Pink and purple, you wouldn't think to find red in the sky but there is a little tinge of deep red just on the edge of the.'

'Miss Lomax, would you care to join us in this discussion? I realize that I bore you but please try to at least feign attention. Now could you answer my question?'

Dahlia sighed and looked into his mind to find that the question was to explain the collision theory. Simple, she thought. 'The collision theory is where only a successful collision between particles may create a chemical reaction. In order for a reaction to happen particles must have sufficient energy for collisions to be successful. It is an exothermic reaction, which means that it emits heat energy. When particles are heated, they gain more energy so they can move faster which means that there is more chance of a successful collision meaning a reaction. The particles are randomly moving all of the time, and when they have more kinetic energy, they.' 'Okay Miss Lomax you've proven that you know all there is to know about chemistry time and time again, but I am paid by you to teach you so would you kindly listen.'

Dahlia stared at him for a moment, listened for a while, lost interest and stared out of the window again. The sun had already set and there was a purple and pink tinge in the evening sky. It was exquisite. The bell rang and she gathered her books and piled them into her bag. Gathering her coat she pulled her soft scarf on and exited the classroom along with her classmates. She stepped out into the chilly air and started the mile journey walk home. She wasn't at all cold. Druids didn't get cold. That was what she was training to become. Master Nagani-jin was training her in the druid lore and arts of nature. It was hard work but it would be worth it. When he told her that she had an aptitude for the calm skill it took to learn druid arts she had been so happy; she would be able to repay him for saving her life. They had a solid bond and she thought of him as a father.

Of course it was her father who ruined everything, who had messed up her life. Not only did he lead her mother's enemies straight to her to kill her, he had tainted her blood with his own. Because of her vampire blood she could never be a true druid as she was told two months ago. She was contaminated with her father's blood and her un-dead blood prevented her from becoming one with the earth. Nagini-jin was disappointed in her. She could see it every day, in every look he gave her. She had mastered every martial art, several languages, and excelled in all her subjects (save art) and yet she could never fulfil his dream.

Dahlia recognised the centre for martial arts trainers and entered through the back door. She was greeted with the familiar sound of students practising the various forms of self-defence such as ju-jitsu, taekwondo and karate. She peeped through the door and saw one of her teachers demonstrating a very complicated three-strike manoeuvre that renders the opponent unconscious for up to three minutes. It took her months to even put the right steps to that move let alone actually using it in a fight.

She saw an empty room and walked in closing the door behind her. Dahlia flicked on the lights and took off her shoes to begin stretching out. Standing straight she looked at herself in the mirror wall installed in all the rooms to help students see their movements more easily. She saw a fairly tall girl, with black wavy hair pulled back into a braid with olive skin and dark eyes. She was slender but not too petite and moved with the grace of a tiger. Dahlia gave herself to the calm teachings of the druids and let her mind wander free and untamed. Moving to familiar fighting positions she practised her technique. After about an hour Dahlia decided to stop. She was not tired physically but rather mentally. However she trailed the narrow passageways to go join her master in their room. When she found him absent from it she was puzzled. He is always here to train me. I wonder why he is not here now. Maybe there is a grading session or a new student. I'll look for him in the main hall.

She found her friends there and some new students. Ah he must be introducing new recruits. I guess I shall have to wait for our session. She walked up to her friend Faye tapping her on the shoulder to gain her attention.

'Dahlia!' she squealed throwing her arms around her friends' neck. She was shorter than Dahlia and has short copper curls and a small build.

'Where have you been for the past week? Everyday you shut yourself in your room straight after dinner and leave early in the morning. What's going on?' She asked anxiously after releasing her friend. Dahlia looked evasively away from her, she still hadn't told her about the elder's verdict about her druid initiation.

'Nothing's going on; I just needed some time to think that's all. It's not a big deal.' Her friend frowned in suspicion, reading her blank face like an open book. Dahlia thought She really knows me far too well. I'll have to distract her somehow.

'So how are things going with you and that guitarist? You said he was really hot, when am I going to meet him?' Her friend smiled triumphantly,

'Now I know something's going on; when you stop a conversation to talk about my love life there is something seriously wrong with the world. You're avoiding the question. Come on, you can tell me, I might even find out anyway. I could.' She nodded her head suggestively. Dahlia gasped in mock horror, she knew exactly what she meant.

'You wouldn't dare you little witch. If you did I would have to tell Master Nagani-jin that you were the one who hid his golden robe during Yimboliec (a festival I made up),' Dahlia threatened wickedly.

'Aw don't tell on me. You're not a snitch. Anyway I would never look into your future. I'm only a seer when visions come to me unbidden, or Master Takeno orders me to see. Other than that I'm your regular human-NOT a witch. Anyway Master Nagini-jin looked really bad in gold. I did him a favour,' they both broke into unrestrained laughter; suddenly Dahlia sensed a presence behind her uh oh she thought.

There was a slight cough behind them and Dahlia whirled round to face Nagani-jin's stern face. Faye abruptly stopped laughing.

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