Well, my cousin totaly screwed up. I apologize for his idiocy. He totaly screwed up my story, and I will NEVER ask for his help again.
So, any way Gauiz, heres chapter 7!

- - - - - Chapter 7 - And than Mars was a Vampire - - - -

Mars woke up.

Her room was dark. And she was on the floor.

Rubbing her head, Mars sat up, and flinched as one hand landed on a cold surface.

Glancing down, she saw the stone mask lying next to her.

With a gasp, memories of last night came flooding back, and she stumbled backwards, bumping into her chair and squaking at the contact.

Slowly, she reache dout and picked up the mask. It didnt look any diffrent than when she had picked it up last night for th efirst time.

"Mabye it was all a dream..." She whispered.

Standing, MArs galnced at the mirror... and gasped (TENSION!)

Staring back at her from the Mirror was a girl, about her height. Her hair was brown, with a strak of white tracing down her left temple. Her eyes were deep pools of gold, with red lines tracing through them, like rubies in a traseure hoard. Her skin was fair and buaetiful, but the veins in her arms and neck stood out against the soft palness that was her complexion. She was unearthly bueatiful... and Mars realized that she was looking at herself.

"What... what happened?" Her voice had the sorrowfol whipser back in it, but now it had a hint of roughness to its edge. She sounded, almost... fearal

(BUM BUM BUM!)

Slowly, she smiled at herself. Her teeth were perfect, but what drew her eyes were her cannines. They were longer now, and very sharp.

"What...?"

At that moment, her window exploded in. A boy crashed through. He had tan skin, with black hair slicked back, cept for one point that hung int his forehead. He wore black sunglasses, and had on a white t-shirt under a black leather jacket. He was wearing black slacks with combat boots, and was riding a
motorcycle.

Mars flinched back against a wall. "Who the hell are you!"

The boy pulled up just short of hitting her, then drew a shotgun off his back.

"The better question is - what are you? My sensor went off, indicating a Vampire was around here, but..." The boy glanced her over again. "You look like no
Vampire I've ever seen."

"Vampire?" Mars startled. "What do you mean!"

The boy swung off his bike. "My sensors indicate taht you are a Vampire. But you portray none of the sighns that point to a person being a Vampire. SO again: what are you?"

Mars started to cry "I dont know! I'm just a girl, but you came in here and point a gun at me and are scary and - waaaah!" Mars fell to her knees, her hair falling to frame her face.

The boy sighed, lowering his weapon "Then you must have just turned. That makes my job easier." Reaching into his backpack, he knelt down next to Mars. "Here, take this." He proffered her a necklace.

"W-what is it?" Mars askd, golden tears streaming down her face. "A ward. As long as you wear it, it will supress the bloodlust that vampires feel, and protect you from the sun. If you take it off, you may kill someone, so never take it off." Mars took the necklace. It was a small, silver pentagram with a star inside of it.

"T-thank you." She sniffled. "No problem." The boy stood. "The less people I can save from turning, the better."

He got back on his motorcycle and turned on the engine. It hummed silently, unliek a normal mortorcycle.

"Wait!" Mars called out. "Who are you?"

The boy looked at her, lowering his shades to glance at her. His eyes were intense, like two mini suns that burned with pasion. He had a small mustache that made him look older than he was, and Mars realized he was very handsome and rugged. He was muscualr and tough (Total hottie!)

"My name is Hiruma. Vampire Hunter." He gunned his engine and reved out the window, flying onto a telephone wire, then heaidng down the street. Mars was left in her room, flusterd, confused, and unbelivable inticed.

"Hiruma-chan..." She whispered.

Then her mom came into the room. "Mars, I heard... WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR WINDOW!"

- - - - - Aurhtors Note - - - - -

Oh noews! It looks like MArs is going to get in trouble! And shes, like, a Vampire now!
But not one of those stupid shiny vampires. Those vampires are LAME!

Oh, and I dont own Jojo or School Rumble. I do own Mars. She is mine.