Many years later:

I was sitting in the balcony watching the dust swirl and dance in the warm spring air. I blew into the air making them dance more wildly when I heard a door open. At first I thought it was the wind playing a trick on me but when I listened more closely I realized that I was not the only one here. With a sick feeling in my stomach I tried to keep myself calm. There's no way they could have found me.

I looked to the abandon stage and the emergency exit doors. No one. I figured that the only other door close enough for me to hear that clearly would be the one leading up to here I was now. I took in a deep breath and gave a prayer to the gods. I got up from my seat and walked to where the stairs met the landing. Staying close to the walls, hidden in the shadows; I slowly and carefully began to descend the stairs.

To my relief, it was only a young boy's head was sticking though the crack where he had pushed open the door. Crouching down low, I got as close to the boy as I could without him seeing me. His head disappeared as fast as it appeared and he spoke to someone behind him, "It's just the stairs to the balcony."

"Do you think any would be up there?" another boy-ish voice asked.

I crept down the rest of the stairs and nudged the door open a little more. My heightened senses let me listen to their conversation perfectly. They were turned facing each other, completely ignorant to the fact that I was watching them.

"No I don't think so. It's to open for a vampire to sleep besides there are windows up there and the sun would burn them," the first boy said.

I sighed, instantly knowing who and what they were. They were the vampires I've ran and feared, they were the ones hunting them. They were vampire hunters. I really wished that they would have giving up by now.

"Let's check the basement then?" the other one suggested.

My body tensed. My home, yeah right. They wouldn't dream of going down there. I hissed at them from the shadows and watched as they froze in horror. Just as like all the rest, they go looking for vampires but never expect to find any.

They slowly turned around looking for where I was hiding as I racked my brain for ideas. I sighed; I'd have to play the bad girl again.

I carefully stood up from my cover of shadows and I heard their gasps. I wasn't sure if it was because they found an actual vampire or because of the way I looked. I thought about it and had to rule out the first one because, truthfully, I wasn't actually a vampire so much as I was a half vampire.

"You… you're… you're a," the second boy started.

"A vampire," I finished, practically purring, "And how can I help you two fine boys this evening?" I carefully walked closer to them, looking as menacing and seductive as I could.

As they scrambled to get out their weapons, I disappeared and then reappeared behind them. Really, it was no more then running but I moved to fast for their eyes to follow. I placed my hands on both of their shoulders as I whispered into their ears as the stiffened.

"Get out," I hissed, "while you still can."

"We're not scared of you," the first boy said, voice shaking.

"You don't know what I can do…" I purred back, leaving the sentence open. "I'll give you 5 seconds."

I expected them to run for their lives. I expected them to beg me to let them leave and not kill them. What I didn't expect was the hand that came from the shadows behind me and grabbed my throat. It threw me into the brick wall and knocked the breath out of me. I didn't need to breath but I was surprised and gasped for breath anyway.

A young man, only years older then the boy's came out from the shadows. He had a scar on his cheek and rough, hard skin. His dark brown eyes looked almost black as they broad into my face. He was strong and the muscles that proved in bulged out of the white t-shirt he wore. I stared at him stunned and watched as he ordered the two boys to leave.

"I didn't want them to watch me kill you," he said in a hard voice.

I growled a warning growl back, knowing it didn't bother him a bit. I flashed my fangs as I watched him, size them up. He jumped a crossed the tiny hallway and landed a punch straight to my jaw. I coughed and black blood sprayed from my lips as I tried unsuccessfully to fight back. My hands closed around the fabric of his shirt as I tried to pull him over me.

I heard him mutter something before taking out a damp smelling cloth and placing it over my mouth. I tried not to breath any in but it was too late and as the chemicals made their way to my lungs, the fight slowly left my body.

"There you go little half vampire, sweet dreams,"

The last thing I could think of was that at least it wasn't Andre.