Well here is the new chapter two. I hoped you all like chapter one. Don't expect me to update more than once in one day. I was bored out of my mind and desided to keep editing. And PLEASE don't be afraid to point out mistakes. Or to tell me if the characters are off. I would like any constructive advice you offer! I do hope you enjoy!

When I was younger, my mother sat me down to have a "Important talk". At first I was like, "Eww good god no we are NOT talking about the birds and the bees." After she assured me we weren't I grudgingly sat still and waited.

"Luna." She began trying to find her words.

"Mom." I answered back.

She gave me a 'shut it smartass' look before sighing. "Do you remember what happened to your Aunt Katie?" She asked her eyes searching for an answer in my face. My aunt Katie and my mom were very close. She was like the 'cool aunt' you see in movies. everytime she came to visit, which was usually on birthdays, holidays, or special occasions, she always brought you a badass gift. Her motto was "Gifts bring our relationships closer" .

However, I knew my mom wasn't talking about regular Aunt Katie when she said that. My aunt was a strong independent women. Headstrong and stubborn as hell. So when two men jumped her, asking for her money, of course she didn't give in. She was left stabbed in a dirty alley way. Fortunately she survived and had a more positive outlook on life.

"Yes." I replied furrowing my brows.

"You remember how Aunt Katie refused to the demands of those men?" She asked nodding.

"Yeees..." Where was she going with this?

"I'm not saying what my sister did was bad, every woman should be a strong independent women, but if you ever find yourself in a situation like Aunt Katie's, I don't want you to fight back." she said patting my cheek. I nodded in uderstandment. Not everyone survived stab wounds like my aunt had. My mom was trying to tell me no matter how stubborn you are, your life shouldn't have to pay for it. You could always replace the things they took. But something bothered me with that logic.

"I understand mama, but what if they don't want your money.. What if they want something else...?" I asked hesitantly. My moms eyes widened slightly in understandment. "Then you fight back. Give them all the hell and stubbornness you have. And don't give up." She said with a determined voice and strong eyes. I smiled and nodded and asked if I could have a snack. With that, the conversation was over.

As this gross man groped my body with his friends cheering him on around me, I suddenly remembered what my mother told me. Fight back and give them hell. So I did just that.

As the slob was occupied in getting my dress off, I reared back my head and slammed it into his. Pain exploded throughout my head. What the hell!? That didn't help at all!? How the hell do they do it in the movies?!

I groaned out in pain as he was knocked over grunting in pain. I kicked and squirmed away from him only to have one of the others grab a fist full of my hair. "Feisty are we?" He said as he jerked. I kicked and screamed as he dragged me back. My scalp burned and my hair felt like it would give any moment.

Panic suddenly spread throughout my body and the guy suddenly was jerked back. This caused a couple of my locks to come with him. He screamed and I clutched my eyes shut. Suddenly there was a sickening thud, like something heavy hitting wood and his screaming came to an end. The others started yelling but I drowned them out as I looked to see what happened. My breath was stolen from me as I screamed in horror. There suspended in the tree with a branch torn through his chest, was one of my attackers. In his bloody hand was my tangled locks.

I scrambled to my feet. How could this have happened? What-what did that? My thoughts were suddenly cut short at the screams of the other men. I whipped my head around and my heart froze. There were more men, but they weren't like the others.

Their skin had a bluish hue to it and looked tight, like all the life was sucked out of it. Their eyes were glazed over as they wobbled around in a mindless daze. I watched in horror as one of them grabbed a guy and bit down into is neck, spraying blood everywhere. I flinched as the blood hit my face. What were these?! Z-zombies?!

Suddenly one of them grabbed my arm and I screamed, fighting out of its grasp. I remembered my discarded stick and dove for it. Now that I held a weapon in my hands I felt a tad bit safer. If only a fraction. I noticed with sudden terror that I was the only one left living and that they were all looking at me. I clutched my stick tighter in my hands and tried to calm my erratic breathing. They all dropped whatever body part they were munching on and started after me. I swung my stick with a frightened cry and cracked one of them in the face, knocking it over.

"STAY AWAY FROM ME!" I screamed as I darted away from them.

I tripped over rocks and tree limbs as I flew through the forest. I didn't dare look back, to frightened to see if they were chasing me. Where could I hide? What could I do? I was already exhausted and my head was pounding. I suddenly spot a tree that I could climb. Zombies can't climb trees right?

I dropped my stick and ran over to it. Throwing the fabric of my dress to the side I climbed with difficulty. My dress kept snagging on branches and getting in the way of my feet. Finally I managed to get up at a high enough distance. I chocked back a sob as I tried to calm my thoughts and my breathing.

This couldn't be happening. Things like zombies just didn't exist! How-how the hell did that guy end up embedded into a tree!? That was before the zombies even got there!

The hairs on the back of my neck suddenly raised and I caught my breath trying to be quiet. A dark laugh rang out through the empty forest and I started to shake. "My, my, my what do we have here?" A voice like liquid silk purred into my ear.

I let out a shriek and flung myself forward, losing my grip on the branch. The sudden feeling of falling overcame me as gravity did its job. I let out a scream and it was abruptly cut off as I collided with the ground. The breath was knocked out of me and I gasped on the ground like a fish. Everything hurt as I was frozen with pain on the ground trying to breath. Everything was spinning as I tried to gather my bearings.

"I knew I smelled something utterly...devine." I choked air back into my lungs and struggled to get up. A man was standing before me. He was dressed in a messy suit and tie. He looked like any other normal person except his eyes... They were a deep red.

My breath caught in my throat as I sat there on the ground. "W-Who are you?" I said trying to steady my voice.

Suddenly, in a blink of an eye he was kneeling before me. I blinked in shock and backed away suddenly only to be halted by his finger under my chin. I couldn't move anymore, I sat there frozen gaping like a fish. "The question isn't who I am. But who you are. Your blood... Its different." He purred. His eyes suddenly seemed to change. They became more predator like and seemed to... Glow? I couldn't look away as he guided my face forwards.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! FIGHT THE BASTARD! My mind screamed at me. I bit down on my tongue hard to clear my thoughts and I slapped his hand away. "Get away from me!" I screamed as I struggled to get away.

The man chuckled darkly sending shivers down my spine. Then he smiled. To my utter horror his teeth were sharp and elongated. His snake like tongue jutted out and licked his lips. "Run away little bird. I like a chase" He said.

I shot to my feet and took off yet again. This was insane! This couldn't be happening! Maybe by some miracle I just tripped and hit my head? Something flew by me and knocked me off my feet and I rolled. I cried out in pain as rocks and twigs broke my fall. Then his hand was around my throat and he pinned me to a tree. His breath was cold against my skin. I screamed when he ran his tongue along my pulls. I began to kick him hard, but it was useless. "Get off me!" I screamed bloody murder but he only laughed. His mouth unhinged like a snakes suddenly and I fought to break free. My brain suddenly felt heavy as if there was this other presence there and I struggled to concentrate.

"I wouldn't do that." A voice abruptly said. The mans mouth hauled and he whipped around. My eyes franticly searched for the owner of the voice but there was none. Seeing my chance I clawed at the monsters face and he hissed, throwing me to the ground. A deep chuckle circled us.

"Come out you coward. This is my meal!" The monster said. A gun shot rang out and the man suddenly buckled crying out in pain. His knee had been ripped open by a bullet. I sat on the ground and trembled. "Where are you!? I'll rip you to pieces!" He screeched in anger.

"Picking on mortals? How pathetic of you." The voice said uninterested. Another bullet shot out and the monsters other knee gave as he cried out in pain. What is this? Mortals? I realized I had fallen into deep shit. Despite my utter terror, I was a little ticked off. What did I do to deserve this?! I was almost raped by some bastards, almost EATEN by the undead, and now this prick tried to devour me?! Before I knew what I was doing I had swung a small branch and the guys head. It cracked against his skull loudly as he crashed into the dirt. The silence was deaphening as I stood there panting. Well at least I'm not hearing voices anymore.

Suddenly the guy shot up and hissed in outrage, flinging himself at me. I screamed as I stumbled backwards. A bullet immediately lodged itself into his head when he grabbed at my ankles. The body disappear and ash took his place. I sat there trembling, not even believing what I had just gone through.

A crazy laugh rang out suddenly and I realized it was me. That's it I've gone mad! I smacked myself on the cheek hard to wake myself up. I got onto trembling feet and stood stepping away from the pile of ashes scattered on the ground.

"You're not hurt, are you?" The voice said suddenly sounding amused. I whipped my head around and tumbled backwards at what I saw. Another... Monster. Standing there. He was dressed in what seemed to be Victorian age clothing. Red coat and a matching red had. Black hair framed his face. His eyes were masked by orange glasses. I could only tell he was a monster because of his sickening smile that showed his sharp teeth.

"No." I said keeping my voice strong. On the inside I was freaking out. Was he going to hurt me? He did save me? Unless.. He wanted me for himself. My fists clutched the grass as I tried to decide whether to run or die fighting.

His laughter rang out and startled me. "You fear me, yet your willing to stay and fight?"

My breath caught in my throat. "W-What are you?" I demanded.

Suddenly he vanished and reappeared behind me. Before I could whip around his arm came around and cupped my face. "So fragile yet... Your spirit makes you strong." He said amused. His finger came out and whipped up blood from a cut on my cheek. I turned my head to see his finger disappeared between his lips.

My eyes widen.

Vampire.

He suddenly paused and his eyes met mine. He seemed surprised for a moment before realization set in. He then smiled darkly like something amused him. "Interesting..." He purred.

"Are you going to kill me?" I asked hesitantly.

"No." He simply answered again amused.

I breathed a small sigh of relief as I took cautious steps away from him. I wasn't going to turn my back to him until he was gone.

"Going somewhere?" Again, that arrogant smile.

"anywhere but here.." I said taking a step back.

He cocked his head to the side and tisked. "I don't think so." My lungs refused to corporate again as his eyes began to glow. The last thing I remember is falling but never meeting the ground.

Ok so as you have noticed, Luna's character isn't some spaz anymore. I wanted to give her a more realistic personality and reactions to events to make her non mary-sue. I hope you still like her! She still will be her funny self just not as fake.

Please tell me what you think and review! Thanks my Lovlies!