Title: My Immortal

By: FallenArchAngel47

Dear Readers,

YES! PARANOIA AGENT IS BACK ON AIR! Not that I'd ever do a fanfic for it… I just like the creepiness and suspense of it for some reason. Now, anyway, on with the fic.

P.S As I usually say… forgive OOC ness

Disclaimer: I brushed against the lawsuit that I hated so

But life goes on and I heave a heavy sigh for me

It's heavy the money I'll be sued for

But it dissolves like it was just a sugar cube

Now the little pain sitting on my back porch

Has been shot down a bit but he's really hurting me now

These silly lawsuits I guess they mean nothing after all!

I don't own it! Nah!

Chapter 15

The abuse continued for 2 months. It was unbearable, but he made a deal with me. As long as I let him do whatever he wanted to… he never touched the kids. My mother's death was unknown by anyone… and her body was buried in the backyard. I had to do the dirty work, quite literally. I dug a hole under her favorite tree in the garden…I buried her there… and carved her name into the tree. The pain was horrible. I ached every moment of every day. I was 12 for gods sake… still a child, not quite a teenager. I was out of school a lot, and had to wear sunglasses, hats, anything to conceal all the bruises on my body. Doctor after doctor gave excuse after excuse with a little bribe. Then he pushed me over the edge. Sure, the Joey and Jacob, Dincent and Daryl were safe… Justin sat on the side, not saying a thing. I could tell it bothered him though. The night where he took my innocence was the worst possible night of my life. Imagine… losing your virginity… your most sacred gift to give to the person you love most in life… just snatched from your hands… by your own father no less…

I broke after that. I just broke down and cried. I didn't stop for days… I didn't eat for days, I didn't sleep I couldn't. It haunted me. Then there was another night…where I just completely snapped…. I lost it… it was after another session behind the closed doors of his bedroom. He started to beat me again… but I didn't take it… I hit him back. I defended myself… I recoiled, rebelled, whatever you want to call it. It infuriated him. Absolutely infuriated him… so much I didn't expect he'd bring out a shotgun on me. I was terrified. Joey got in the way though… when my father shot…it almost hit both of us, but thank god it didn't. He screamed at me to get out, and if I did he'd put the shotgun away, if he didn't…. he said he wouldn't miss the next time… so I did. I took my last look at Joey… and I ran. I bolted out the door, and into an alleyway, which I made my bedroom that night.

I was only sleeping in the alleyway for a week or so until Proxime found me. It was an especially dark night that night, where the stars twinkled in the sky, and the moon was hiding from the horror I would experience and see that night. I had been walking around town that day, asking for handouts of money, or food… and like the self-centered human beings they are… no one even glanced at me. They went on about their business, and could care less that there was a starving child in the street. So, it was dark when I walked into my alleyway. I had to touch the walls to figure out my way around because it was so dark. I heard shuffling… and then the sound of slurping, so I paused, my foot hitting a tin can on accident. It rolled against the wall making a small "tink" sound. I froze, and even held my breath. I heard someone rise and then I felt someone grab me. All I could see were the chillingly horrific red eyes that stared at me. They chilled the very bone marrow in my bones. I felt something sharp against my neck. This must be the end… I thought as I felt the sharp thing dig into my neck lightly. I heard whatever it was, since it clearly was no human, giggle. "Scared little human girl?" it asked. I decided to act brave, and narrowed my eyes at whatever it was.

That was when Proxime came. When he was about to make the final incision. "Murlough." I heard her say in a calm, stern voice. I saw her eyes, a softer red, but still glowing at the end of the alleyway. "You put that young child down now…" she hissed. "Why doesn't Proxi-Woxi Make Murlough?" "Murlough" asked. I of course at this moment was terrified. There were two pairs of glowing eyes; and well… that just wasn't human! I felt Proxime, though I didn't know it was she at the time, reach out and pull me away. She put me behind her and stood facing Murlough. "Proxi-Woxi come now… I'm just hungry." Murlough said. "I said back off." Proxime growled softly. A light seemed to come from nowhere. It turned out Proxime's hand was on fire, as I thought when I first saw it, but as it turned out she had summoned fire. I saw him now. His purple flesh, his ruby red lips and eyes; he was ugly. I looked away and gripped to the back of Proxime's shirt. "Murlough. I suggest you leave now." She whispered. Murlough instead seemed to appear out of nowhere behind me. He went to slit my throat again. "I am not going to give up Proxi-Woxi, the girl is mine." He said making three little claw marks on my cheek. I found out later, when Proxime explained it to me that he had marked me.

She grabbed me back and a line of fire rose up between Murlough and us. It lit the entire alleyway up. She turned to me. "I don't know how much time we have before he finds a way through, over, or around the fire…" she said softly. "I'm going to give you an option… and I guarantee you he will not stop hunting you and I cannot always promise I will be there to save you…" she continued. I nodded, listening. "I'm a vampire to make things quick… now… you can have the blood drained from you by him, or you can become a half vampire, my assistant, and he cannot touch you." She said calmly, yet quickly as the flames began to die down. "You only have a few minutes left little one, hurry up." She said. I thought about it. What did I have left? Nothing. I couldn't see my family; as far as I sadly was concerned I had no family. I would just be wandering the streets. I suppose at least I'd have food in my mouth if I went with her and became an assistant. So… I agreed. She lifted left hand, and pressed her rather sharp nails into the tips of her right finger, she did the same with her right to her left. She lifted both my hands and pressed her nails into the tips of my fingers, causing them to bleed. She lifted my finger and licked a drop of blood on it. She stopped to think about it. "It is good…" she whispered softly, then she pressed the tips of her fingers to mine. My arms were numb for a few minutes… then I felt the weird sensation of her blood moving into me, and my blood moving into her.

When it reached my heart I nearly screamed. It was like a stabbing pain. It traveled through my blood stream and back to her left arm, as it entered through her right. She seemed in pain as well, with tears of pain falling down her face. When he blood went back to her she pulled her hands away. I felt dizzy and sick. "Give me your fingers." She said gently. I did as she told me, and she licked the tips of my fingers. The wounds closed up, and she licked hers afterward. The fire finally dimmed down and Murlough jumped over the small trail that was left. He hadn't seen a thing. Proxime moved in front of me, and she got the blow. Five gashes from Murlough's nails could've killed anyone… except for her. "You cannot touch her now by Vampire law." She said. "She is a vampires assistant, and thus 1. Her blood is poisonous to you, and 2. The pact between the Vampaneze and Vampires." She said narrowing her eyes. "Go find your fill somewhere else tonight, sir." She said. He growled lowly. "Murlough will be back… you just wait… Murlough will return." He hissed, as he backed away into the shadows of the night. She turned to me. "Come on little one…" she said. "You look tired, and your clothes are filthy… we'll get you some new clothes tomorrow." She picked me up… lifted me onto her back, and disappeared into the shadows of the night.