A/N: If you happen to read this story and think, I've already read something like this, then you are absolutely right. I started a story very similar to this some time ago, but I deleted it. While the premise of this story is somewhat similar, the outcome is highly different. I took my old story in the wrong direction, and I completely rewrote it.

I also wanted to give a heads up: this series is rated T, but will have some more mature chapters. It will be nothing a True Blood fan can't handle, so don't worry.

This story will consists of different "books" all consisting of around 15 chapters. This is the first book, and I hope you will enjoy :)

I never wanted to be at this damn vampire bar. The line outside was long, and me and my friends were about the last people to join. As the cold breeze of the night brushed my bare skin, I both regretted wearing such a short dress and coming here, but after weeks of making up excuses, I couldn't think of anything else to tell my friends.

Allison and Jade were whispering and giggling like schoolgirls as the line moved. I had to control my expression, as I wanted nothing more but to scowl. Ever since the vampires came out of the closet, the humans were infatuated by the danger and excitement that came with their existence. Some of them felt threatened, and were scared of vampires, and while I was not a human, I was one of them.

Still, I couldn't let my fear show, and I couldn't possibly tell my friends the real reason why I didn't want to go to Fangtasia. The only option left was to make sure the vampires inside couldn't find out what I was exactly, so I doused myself in perfume, made sure my water intake had been good throughout the day, and to be sure I wore silver jewelry and carried a pepper spray made out of silver particles in my tiny bag, hoping it wouldn't get confiscated at the door.

"It's sure cold outside," I said, rubbing my arms. It always surprised me how hot the days were, and how cool the nights could be.

"We'll be in soon," Jade said, running her fingers through her shoulder length black hair. She took a mirror out of her bag to reapply her lipstick, and Allison followed her lead.

I had thought about wearing a pair of jeans, and a sweatshirt to make myself as unattractive as possible, but then I remembered that in order to blend in I had to look like everyone else. The outfit of choice for vampire bars were skimpy dresses and heavy make-up, so I just did what the rest did and hoped I would go unnoticed.

Soon came quicker than I wanted it to be. A lot of people were allowed in, and within seconds we were up to the front of the line. I stayed behind my friends, who were trying to take a peek inside. We all had never been here before, and none of us had any idea what to expect.

"ID please," a tall blonde vampire said after waiting a few minutes. She extended her arm, waiting for us to hand it over. She was wearing a very stylish pink outfit, and sky high heels.

I grabbed my ID out of my bag, suddenly aware of how different I looked in the picture. My auburn hair was up in a ponytail, while I was wearing it down in loose curls now. My make-up in the photo was kept to the minimum, but tonight my blue eyes popped because of the green eyeshadow, and my lips were colored a soft shade of pink.

My friends were allowed through, leaving me behind for just a moment as the vampire scanned my ID. Her eyes met with mine, and I could feel my heart beginning to pound.

"Love your dress," she said dryly before handing my ID back.

I slowly released my breath as I mumbled a word of thanks before stuffing the ID back in my purse. I quickly hurried inside, and hoped that this would be the only vampire I had to speak to the entire night. These vampires bars had become quite popular with tourists, such as ourselves, and hopefully we outnumbered them.

But as soon as my eyes adjusted to the darker light inside, I noticed that we weren't. Fangtasia was full to the brim with vampires, and if I was not mistaken I sensed other supernaturals as well, making me wonder if they could tell I was different…

My friends had already moved to the bar and taken a seat, busy discussing what to order and if the vampire bartender could make 'human' drinks as well. I followed them, keeping my eyes and ears open, but the music was blaring too loudly for me to pick up if someone was talking about me.

Fangtasia looked exactly like how you would imagine it. The walls were painted a crimson color, and decorated with tiny lights and large, somewhat macabre, paintings. There was a stripper pole in the middle, where a human girl was doing her best to entertain the masses. But what struck me the most was in the back of the club.

My eyes rested on another tall blonde vampire, seated on what looked like some sort of throne. He was seated higher than the bar, and kept a close watch on everyone inside. He had his hair slicked back, and wore a leather jacket with a simple pair of jeans. His hands gripped his throne, and I found that he looked particularly bored.

"Serena, what do you want?" Allison said over her shoulder, snapping me out of my trance.

I looked over to see they were ordering drinks. "Martini is fine."

I decided I was behaving too suspiciously and focussed on my friends. We took our drinks over to a different table where we could talk. I kept my hands preoccupied by holding my Martini and my purse, as I didn't dare to look at anyone else but Allison and Jade.

"I can't believe we're actually here," Allison said, taking a sip from her white wine. By the way her eyes widened when a vampire passed I realized she had never seen one of them before, and to protect myself it would be best to pretend I didn't either.

"Their skin is so much paler than I expected," I said finally, after taking a big gulp of alcohol to work up the courage to speak.

"I know, right?" Jade agreed. "And some of them dress… different."

I knew exactly what she meant. While the tall blonde on the throne was dressed normally, some of them looked like they came straight out of either a BDSM-porn, or my worst nightmare. A feeling of worry washed over me. I leaned forward and motioned for my friends to do the same.

"Girls, promise me you don't do anything stupid? These vampires are a lot stronger than we are, and they can glamor you and make you do anything you don't want to do."

"Glamor?" Allison said. "How do you know about all that stuff?"

"I read about it," I quickly fired back. "Online."

"Don't worry, Serena. We've just come here to drink and to take a look," Jade replied.

I laughed lightly. "You say that now but these vampires are apparently very persuading. Promise we stick together as a group?"

They both promised, which made me feel a little better. I didn't want to be left alone in this place, and I also didn't want them to be all by themselves. Bathroom trips had be with the three of us, Lord knows what was going on back there.

The next hour passed without being intruded, and although I was glad for it, I knew my friends were dying to talk to a real vampire, and the barman didn't count. I couldn't stop them without giving myself away, but I could distract them.

"I need to go to the bathroom, will you please go with me?"

They didn't look particularly happy about leaving their spot, knowing it would get taken the moment we left, but after I joked about seeing someone get bitten in the bathroom, they seemed somewhat excited about seeing more of the bar.

I felt bad for being a nuisance to my friends, and holding them back from having fun, but they didn't know the things I did. Over the years, I had become very familiar with vampires, and I knew how their mind worked. In the end, the only thing they were after was blood, and I wasn't going to let my friends become dinner.

My friends didn't have to go, so they touched up their make-up in front of the mirror while I pretended I needed to pee in one of the stalls. After that I decided to put on more perfume, masking my natural scent.

"The guy on the throne looks particularly handsome."

They were discussing which vampire appealed to them the most, a game which could potentially be very dangerous.

"How old do you think he is?" Jade wondered, leaning forward in front of the mirror to reapply her mascara.

I frowned. "I have no idea."

But the truth was that I had an idea. The vampire on the throne had to be the oldest creature that was in the bar today. I could sense it, and the more I could sense other supernaturals around me, the more I became afraid they were able to sense me as well. To be safe I put on even more perfume.

We returned and went to dance on the floor. The music seemed to be even louder than before, and as long as we were dancing no harm could be done. I let my body get swept away with the music, remembering that the more I behaved like the rest of the tourist, the less I would stick out.

It didn't take long before Jade had found herself in conversation with a vampire with long black hair. He was wearing a worrying amount of leather and his hand touched her arm a little too many times for my liking, but I knew I couldn't intervene.

My eyes found the vampire on the throne again. His expression was as equally bored as it was an hour ago, and I found myself wondering what he was thinking. What I did know was that he was very old. Hundreds of years, at least. The power he had would be unlike anything I had ever seen before. He could kill everyone in this establishment in a matter of seconds.

I didn't know how fast I had to turn away when his eyes met with mine. They were icy, and cold, and if I hadn't looked away sooner he would have been able to stare directly in my soul.

I cursed under my breath, kicking myself for letting my curiosity take the better of me. He had seen me now. With old age came experience, and what if he knew what I was? My heart was beginning to pound again, and I was very thankful for the dim lighting that masked my glowing cheeks.

Instead, I turned myself to Jade and her vampire friend again, but as I searched the dance floor I reached the conclusion they weren't here anymore.

Allison was still dancing away. I tried to catch her attention by pulling on her arm, and when I asked her where Jade was, she looked around her distraughtly.

"I don't know," she said, her eyes widening.

I wanted to get mad at her for letting Jade out of her sight, but then I remembered I did the same. I grabbed Allison's hand. If they weren't here, they were either outside or in the bathroom, and my gut told me it was the latter.

We darted through the bar and entered the women's bathroom. At first glance, it seemed empty, but then I heard the sound of resistance coming from the final stall. I rushed over, and found the door was open. It revealed Jade, strangled by the vampires as it sucked the blood from her neck.

I looked back to see Allison had frozen, with her hands in front of her mouth. I warned her to stay back before calling out the vampire. I was so scared this was going to happen. For one moment in my life, I had hoped that vampires could prove themselves to me to be anything but predators, but how could I have expected anything less?

The black haired vampire turned himself to me as he kept his hand on Jade's throat. Blood as crimson as Fangtasia's walls was running down his chin, right on the ground. He smiled.

"What are you going to do, little girl?"

It was a good question, and I didn't have the answer.

"Stay away from her," I hissed.

"How about you try?"

He turned his head and buried his face in her neck again. Her muffled screams send shivers down my spine, and I felt helpless. I couldn't take on the vampire, physically, not here. While he didn't seem that old, he would snap my neck just as easily. I couldn't count on Allison, who seemed to have fainted.

My blood was boiling from both anger and fear. If I couldn't fight him myself, I had to find someone who was able to. There was no way I would leave both Allison and Jade here, and as the whimpering continued, I knew I had to act fast.

There was only one thing I could do before he would kill Jade and continue with Allison. I curled my fingers into a ball and opened my mouth, letting out a high pitch scream. It was even louder than I expected. I had only done this a handful of times, but it seemed to work.

The vampire let go of Jade and put his hands to his ears, looking at me with a confused expression.

I screamed again. Vampires had supersonic hearing, and someone in the bar should pick it up. Something behind me began to rumble. I shut my mouth and looked over my shoulder. The taps were all shaking violently, and before I realized what was happening they all exploded.

Water erupted from all of them, and I knew I had gone too far. This wasn't supposed to happen. I only wanted to get the attention of someone who would be able to help. No normal person was able to do this. High pitched screams could be explained, but not this.

The vampire let Jade fall to the floor as he turned himself to me.

"What the hell did you do?"

His fangs were still out and I could read the hunger in his eyes.

"I… I didn't," I tried to explain myself, but before he could attack someone suddenly stood before me.

The vampire was so fast I could only see a blur of his figure. He had grabbed the black haired vampire by his neck and smashed him against the wall, the force making a dent in the concrete. A groan escaped from his mouth, and it wasn't until then I could take a closer look at who our savior was.

It was the blonde vampire from the throne. He was even taller than expected. I had always been blessed with long limbs, but even at my height, the vampire still towered over me. He had taken off his leather jacket, revealing his muscular posture, and when I looked at his face I saw his fangs were out as well.

As the water poured down on all of us, I held my breath. I regretted coming here. I should've thought of a better excuse and stay at home with my friends to watch television. Not only did my friends get hurt, I also put myself in an incredibly tough position.

There was no time to think yet. I rushed over to Jade and wrapped my arms around her. The bite wound wasn't deep, so the bleeding stopped almost immediately. Her entire neck and shoulder, as well as her dress, were stained a deep color of red, and I put my hands over her eyes so she didn't have to see what the tall blonde vampire was about to do.

Without pardon, I heard a deafening crack, followed by a ripping sound. I closed my eyes as well as I realized the vampire had decapitated the other one.

It suddenly grew awfully quiet. The music had stopped, and it seemed like everyone except us in the bathroom had left. The only sound came from our breathing, and the water that had by now covered the floor.

A/N: That was it for the first chapter! I hope you enjoyed it and please leave behind a comment with your thoughts. I love reading them :) Take care and until next time!