Chapter 1: The Prophet
Rose could sense there was a change in the air that surrounded her when she awoke that morning. Something was going to happen...today...something that she was definitely not going to like.
"Rose, dear, could you come here...there's something we need to discuss." her mother called out with a sorrowful tone.
"Yes Mother, I'll be there in just a second!"
I sat down on the elegantly carved, rosewood bench, next to where my mother stood; she was for some peculiar reason avoiding my eyes.
"Rose...my sweet angel...there has been a prophet."
"Yes..." Ok...what was going on that was so difficult for her to approach me about?
Mother took in a deep breath, "It showed you...in you're death bed."
"WHAT!?!" Had my ears just deceived me...she couldn't of possibly just told me those cruel words?
"Yes." mother looked as though as though she was about to burst into tears.
"This can't be...what of my destiny...the prophesy made when I was born?!?" My heart was beating twice its normal pace. 'Gawd...this is turning out to be a WONDERFUL day!' Heh...I tended to be...err...not as well spoken as most elves. I tended to be...err...a bit mischievous one might say. Perhaps that was why I was a trained slayer.
"You're to fly to London...and attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A man by the name of...Hagrid...will greet you and take you to school. You do understand that this will force you to give up you're position as slayer, right?"
"NO!!! I can't just leave...you...or my duties! I must stay...those despicable beasts will swarm the forest. What if they attack the city?" Now my heart pounded in my throat.
"ROSE!!! You WILL go!"
'Gawd...I hate being scolded.'
"Don't be foolish, the power of the elves will protect the city."
"Yes Mother." I managed though cringed teeth.
"Now...go pack...you will leave for the muggle airport by mid-noon. Hurry.... my sweet child." Her voice had now cooled, and I nodded...thankful to not upset her. This was as hard on her as it was upon me.
'Gawd this SUCKS!' I was being forced to leave Salem...the Wizarding School I attended which was just outside the forest. (I was part witch, being that my father was only half elf.) As I packed my dragon fang wand, books, flute, music, an enchanted stereo, and clothes...I thought of how wonderful I had life. I knew my mother didn't want me to continue the life of a slayer...but I didn't care...I was pissed off enough as it is. 'I'm going to slay every single one of those bastards...after what they did to my father!' After that thought...I put a spell on my weapons...so no one...except see or feel any trace of them. At this clever thought I threw them into my trunk and locked it up. Perhaps, it wouldn't be so bad...going to London I mean; after all, it had once been my father's home. 'Besides,' I thought 'British guys have sexy accents!' I giggled at this and brought my luggage down from my room...to where my mother was standing...waiting for me. It was time to leave.
As mother helped me load my bags... I realized that this could possibly be the last time... I looked into her twinkling, sapphire eyes.
"Mother...I...I don't w...want...to...l...leave you!" I wailed as I flung into her wide- open arms.
"Rose, I want you to wear this..." Mother fastened a silver necklace around my neck. Hanging on the chain was a blood red gem, outlined in white gold. Upon the gem, a thin wire entwined to reveal the shape of a dragon...it gleamed in the light beautifully.
"Life will not be the same without you Rose, I love you." Before I could respond, she was gone...and I was in the stupid taxicab on my way to stupid airport. 'This really sucks monkey's butt.' I silently complained.
There was a foul stench inside the cab...it was coming from the driver. 'Gawd!!!! This dude is in some desperate need of some stick!' I was sneering...his stench was unbearable...I wanted to puke! 'Where's a barf bag when you need one...huh?' After nearly an hour of driving down the dreary gray highway...not to mention nausea...I was seated on the window seat of the plane.
As I look out the window, I can't help but think how much I miss home. I had taken for granted the lush smell of the herbs and wildflowers, the tranquility of the streams, and the protection of the towering trees. I would give anything to go back to Mirthae'foel, and leave the musty smelling plane.
I was wearing baggy black cargo pants along with a blood red halter. I felt comfortable in these clothes... it was easy for me to move in them. 'After all...I do have to be prepared to kick some blood suckin' ass at any given moment!' I had pulled my silky hair into two half-pony tails...leaving a small strip of hair to frame y face. Adults gave me dirty looks...they could tell I was a punk due to the black, silver studded cuffs on my forearms. This mad me smirk. 'Preps...heh...soo stupid!'
Over the depths of the Atlantic Ocean...I...errr...heh...slept, and now had landed in London. 'Gawd I miss America! I groaned as I got off the plane and grabbed my luggage.
"Ok, now where is this Hagrid dude I'm supposed to meet?"
"Rose...o're 'ere!" a giant, joy filled man called out to me. 'Gawd, he must be at least seven eight feet tall!'
"Err...hello." I said gloomily. I wasn't in a rather good mood, I mean, how would you feel after leaving all that you loved...on the other frickin' side of the world!
"Rubeus Hagrid...Keeper of keys 'n' grounds of Hogwarts!"
"Nice to finally meet you Hagrid." I said a bit more cheerfully. I was feeling better now...Hagrid seemed to be a rather nice man.
REVIEW PLEASE!!! Ok...the next chapter is more interesting...Rose, our vampire slayer will be in Diagon Alley. She may even come to meet the 'golden trio'.
Rose could sense there was a change in the air that surrounded her when she awoke that morning. Something was going to happen...today...something that she was definitely not going to like.
"Rose, dear, could you come here...there's something we need to discuss." her mother called out with a sorrowful tone.
"Yes Mother, I'll be there in just a second!"
I sat down on the elegantly carved, rosewood bench, next to where my mother stood; she was for some peculiar reason avoiding my eyes.
"Rose...my sweet angel...there has been a prophet."
"Yes..." Ok...what was going on that was so difficult for her to approach me about?
Mother took in a deep breath, "It showed you...in you're death bed."
"WHAT!?!" Had my ears just deceived me...she couldn't of possibly just told me those cruel words?
"Yes." mother looked as though as though she was about to burst into tears.
"This can't be...what of my destiny...the prophesy made when I was born?!?" My heart was beating twice its normal pace. 'Gawd...this is turning out to be a WONDERFUL day!' Heh...I tended to be...err...not as well spoken as most elves. I tended to be...err...a bit mischievous one might say. Perhaps that was why I was a trained slayer.
"You're to fly to London...and attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A man by the name of...Hagrid...will greet you and take you to school. You do understand that this will force you to give up you're position as slayer, right?"
"NO!!! I can't just leave...you...or my duties! I must stay...those despicable beasts will swarm the forest. What if they attack the city?" Now my heart pounded in my throat.
"ROSE!!! You WILL go!"
'Gawd...I hate being scolded.'
"Don't be foolish, the power of the elves will protect the city."
"Yes Mother." I managed though cringed teeth.
"Now...go pack...you will leave for the muggle airport by mid-noon. Hurry.... my sweet child." Her voice had now cooled, and I nodded...thankful to not upset her. This was as hard on her as it was upon me.
'Gawd this SUCKS!' I was being forced to leave Salem...the Wizarding School I attended which was just outside the forest. (I was part witch, being that my father was only half elf.) As I packed my dragon fang wand, books, flute, music, an enchanted stereo, and clothes...I thought of how wonderful I had life. I knew my mother didn't want me to continue the life of a slayer...but I didn't care...I was pissed off enough as it is. 'I'm going to slay every single one of those bastards...after what they did to my father!' After that thought...I put a spell on my weapons...so no one...except see or feel any trace of them. At this clever thought I threw them into my trunk and locked it up. Perhaps, it wouldn't be so bad...going to London I mean; after all, it had once been my father's home. 'Besides,' I thought 'British guys have sexy accents!' I giggled at this and brought my luggage down from my room...to where my mother was standing...waiting for me. It was time to leave.
As mother helped me load my bags... I realized that this could possibly be the last time... I looked into her twinkling, sapphire eyes.
"Mother...I...I don't w...want...to...l...leave you!" I wailed as I flung into her wide- open arms.
"Rose, I want you to wear this..." Mother fastened a silver necklace around my neck. Hanging on the chain was a blood red gem, outlined in white gold. Upon the gem, a thin wire entwined to reveal the shape of a dragon...it gleamed in the light beautifully.
"Life will not be the same without you Rose, I love you." Before I could respond, she was gone...and I was in the stupid taxicab on my way to stupid airport. 'This really sucks monkey's butt.' I silently complained.
There was a foul stench inside the cab...it was coming from the driver. 'Gawd!!!! This dude is in some desperate need of some stick!' I was sneering...his stench was unbearable...I wanted to puke! 'Where's a barf bag when you need one...huh?' After nearly an hour of driving down the dreary gray highway...not to mention nausea...I was seated on the window seat of the plane.
As I look out the window, I can't help but think how much I miss home. I had taken for granted the lush smell of the herbs and wildflowers, the tranquility of the streams, and the protection of the towering trees. I would give anything to go back to Mirthae'foel, and leave the musty smelling plane.
I was wearing baggy black cargo pants along with a blood red halter. I felt comfortable in these clothes... it was easy for me to move in them. 'After all...I do have to be prepared to kick some blood suckin' ass at any given moment!' I had pulled my silky hair into two half-pony tails...leaving a small strip of hair to frame y face. Adults gave me dirty looks...they could tell I was a punk due to the black, silver studded cuffs on my forearms. This mad me smirk. 'Preps...heh...soo stupid!'
Over the depths of the Atlantic Ocean...I...errr...heh...slept, and now had landed in London. 'Gawd I miss America! I groaned as I got off the plane and grabbed my luggage.
"Ok, now where is this Hagrid dude I'm supposed to meet?"
"Rose...o're 'ere!" a giant, joy filled man called out to me. 'Gawd, he must be at least seven eight feet tall!'
"Err...hello." I said gloomily. I wasn't in a rather good mood, I mean, how would you feel after leaving all that you loved...on the other frickin' side of the world!
"Rubeus Hagrid...Keeper of keys 'n' grounds of Hogwarts!"
"Nice to finally meet you Hagrid." I said a bit more cheerfully. I was feeling better now...Hagrid seemed to be a rather nice man.
REVIEW PLEASE!!! Ok...the next chapter is more interesting...Rose, our vampire slayer will be in Diagon Alley. She may even come to meet the 'golden trio'.