Disclaimer: I don't own any of the people in this story. Like I said last time, this story is loosely based around Christopher Pike's The Last Vampire.

A/N: Some of the chapters will be R rated instead of just PG-13, and when those chapters, or maybe just parts arrive, I will let you know what it is R for, so that if you want to read you can, and if you don't then you obviously don't have to. Well, here is another chapter. Thanks a million to those who have reviewed!! Glad to see you back, Skittle. Check out Someday, if you haven't already. Another update on that is up.

6 Weeks Earlier

I looked at the schedule that was up on the marker board for tonight's show and groaned involuntarily. I know that I'm immortal and all, so I'll never die of old age, but I still wonder if it is possible to die of boredom-immortality or not. I'm scheduled tonight to fight Jay Reso, known better to most as Christian. Now, don't get me wrong, Jay is a good guy, but I am really getting tired of fighting him over and over and over. It's time to move away from the Trish-Christian-Jericho angle. It had a good run for a while, but now, it is just getting ridiculous.

Apparently, the creative team couldn't let it go.

Tonight, my character is supposed to start trying to hook up with Lita-Amy Dumas, who I rarely speak to unless I absolutely have to. She's very standoffish and tough.

I like that in a person.

But, she is recently coming off of a bad relationship, and well, let's face it, I'm pretty well screwed on relationships since I would outlive my partner and still look the same. Plus, I made a promise to a certain someone that I would never make another………

That's not something to be dwelling on before my match.

I have learned through bitter experience that if you go out and try to perform in front of a crowd while your mind is preoccupied, then you will not do anything near what your best should be. And, it's also a good way to get injured. I headed down the hallway of the arena to find the dressing room and start to suit up for my match. I got about halfway to the room, when I got a sudden pain in my stomach. A pain that I am all too familiar with.

The pain that signals it's time for more blood.

I knew it had been a while since my last feed, but I didn't think that it had been that long ago. Compared to my long life time, it isn't really a long period of time, but still, the urge is enough to give me a migraine and put me on edge.

"Fighting this match is certainly going to be interesting tonight." I thought to myself. I was so busy thinking that I damn near plowed through Amy.

"Hey, asshole! Watch where you're going!!" Amy shouted, as she ran off in the direction of the bathroom, leaving me standing there like an idiot, wondering what I'd done wrong. If there is one thing that I have never figured out in my long life, it is human women. They are so moody. How are you ever supposed to get anything accomplished in life with them constantly screaming at you? And sometimes, you weren't even the one who did anything wrong!!

"Just suck it up and smile." I said to myself. I shook my head and continued down to the dressing room with ringing in my ears and voices from the past resounding in my head.

Not much accomplished in this chapter, I'm suffering from a bit of writer's block. Hope it was good anyway! Please Review!!