'I've heard it said, that people come into our lives for a reason, bringing something we must learn, and we are led to those who help us most to grow, if we let them, and we help them in return.' - For Good, from the musical Wicked.

Luna/Alissa POV

I stand, gawking at the dark figure before me. I've never seen anything so beautiful, yet so deadly. I want to talk first, but the words in my head are so scrambled up, it seems almost impossible for me to form a sentence.

"Your a vampire?" He questions, unsure about what to think. I nod-the only thing I can do in this state. "Your a vampire who kills other vampires?" I take a moment to remember that only other vampires can see whether a vampire has blood-lust or not.
"No. That vampire had, what we call, blood-lust. If I hadn't have seen her escorting that student, the student would be dead by now." I pause after my explanation. "What are you?" Ranger sighs, his glowing stops, and his wings bury themselves in his back-it looks slightly painful, with his face crinkling slightly, but then he doesn't seem fazed.
"I'm a fairie." My eyes widen in shock. I came here to Avoid the Prophecy, but I've walked right into it. My eyes roll back and I feel myself falling. Great. Ranger catches me in time, holding onto me tightly. His soothing voice is the last thing I remeber, "I'm going to take you home," before I completely black out.

I feel blood being forced down my throat-cold, rotten blood. My face twists, showing my disgust. "Eww! Get that away from me!" I yell, pushing the bag from my mouth. I open my eyes to see Ranger above me, confused.
"What? It's blood, I thought that's what you drank?" I giggle softly at his kind attempt.
"Thank you, but this blood isn't fresh-that's probably my fault, for leaving it on the side. Also, it's cold, you have to microwave it for thirty seconds." I go to get up, "I'll go fix it." He shoves me back down on my felt sofa, covering me back up with my green blanket.
"No, you need to rest. I'll do it." He's already walked away into my kitchen, through the white wooden door. I look around the room-my living room. I'm in my apartment but I don't understand how he found out where it is. When he returns, I breach the subject. "Did you do some fairie magic to find out where I live?" Ranger laughs, giving me the scortching blood bag. It smells so perfect.
"No. I asked the woman at reception, told her I needed to take you home." I laugh at my own stupidity, diving into the familiar tast of blood.
"Thank you, for everything." Ranger nods in recognition, falling into the black arm chair opposite me.
"It's fine, honestly."
"I thought you hated me."
"I thought I did too. I told my sister to stay away from you, that there was something strange about you, but when you explained you killed that vampire, it did confuse me a little at first, but I saw the good in you. " I blush, watching his emerald eyes scan over me.
"What happened with your sister -" I begin,
"wasn't your fault, sorry for blaming you." I open my mouth wide, extremely surprised.

I get off the sofa, scrunching the blanket into a ball, and leaving it on the floor. Ranger stands up,
"I'm going to have a quick shower, you can order a pizza or something. I'll pay." I walk over to Ranger, holding my hair up high on my head. "Can you just remove my necklace though." Ranger nods, undoing the first few buttons on my shirt so he can gain better access to it. When he sees the cross dangling from the chain, he gasps.
"A cross? How is that -" he takes it from my neck, holding it in his hand. The cross-shaped, red burn is obvious.
"They train us at Oak Wood to be able to withstand crosses and holy water. I've been wearing this since I joined when I was seven, they call it a welcome present, but it causes agony at first. It's a bit like new leather shoes, they hurt for the first week or so, but eventually you adjust. They also soaked us in holy water once every two weeks." Ranger looks shocked, unlocking the necklace.
"That's torture! I'll go get some cream or something to help the burn." I shake my head,
"vampire remember, I heal quick." He looked back at where the burn had been, to see nothing visible anymore.
"I'd love to be able to heal quick," he admits.
"Yeah, but you can cast magic spells."
"So? You can fight,"
"you can kill someone just by waving your hand."
"You can bite,"
"you can fly."
"Your beautiful," I tell him. Ranger touches my cheek lightly.
"Your gorgeous." His lips are inches away from mine, causing my heart to beat at a crazy pace. His lips brush against mine softly, as he runs his finger through my hair. I can feel the world stop on it's axis. The electricity is flowing, causing goosebumps to appear on my skin. I wrap my arms around him, somehow fearful that something is going to take him away from me. I am completely lost in him. My worries have vanished. Me and him, that's all that's left. The fact that we only met today doesn't seem to bother me-it feels like I've known him my whole life.

The door swings open, and someone unknown waltzes in. "Ranger, mum and dad want us -" it's Cara. We both step away from each other awkwardly. Cara looks at her wrist worried, probably just checking the time. Somehow, when she looks up, she seems frightened.
"It's fine, C, what is it?" He sounds completely normal, like the last five minutes either didn't happen or mean nothing. I stare at the ground, embarrassed, annoyed, and confused.
"Mum and dad want us home, R, we should hurry." Ranger walks through the open front door, gliding past Cara with no hint of recognition to his sister. He appears almost shameful. Great.
Surprisingly, Cara slams the door behind him, startling me. "Hi, I'm sorry I didn't get chance to really talk to you before. My mind just sometimes switches off, and the memory comes flooding back. I really think we could be such great friends, and-now that your dating my brother-"
"Cara, sorry, but we aren't dating. It was just a kiss." She seems disappointed, her face dropping into a frown. I hate to burst her perfect-world bubble, but I don't think that kiss meant anything to Ranger at all.
"Oh, okay. Well, I'll see you at school tomorrow!" Her spirits brighten as she leaves, closing the door much more gently this time. Looking back, maybe that kiss meant nothing to me too. Oh, who am I kidding? It meant the world to me.

Ranger POV

Ranger couldn't believe how he'd reacted after that small taster at utter perfection. He'd been an idiot, treating Alissa as if she was just a toy he could use then dispose of. But to him, she was so much more than that. Carrying her in his arms on their way to her apartment, gave him time to think about the brown-haired beauty lying helplessly in his arms. He had laughed at how fragile she looked now, and how violent she seemed back then. Sure, he'd only known for a day, but no one has ever fascinated him that much.

"R, wait up!" Cara yells from the apartment building entrance; it's a large building, towering over the small town. Ranger stops, impatiently waiting for his sister. "You are such a horrible person. You kissed her, then acted like it was something you do daily." Ranger couldn't help feel deep regret for his behavior, but they could never be-a fairie in love with a vampire is nothing more than a fairytale. However, he knows that her being a vampire should be kept a secret-for awhile. Ranger had no choice but to completely ignore her, until the connection drawing them together, snaps. "I do do it daily! I lead on girls I'm not actually interested in all the time, it's no biggie." He tries to make him self sound like as much as a player as he can, and with his appearance, it works.
"I didn't realize you were so shallow. Anyway, I have something I need to talk to you, mum and dad about. But that doesn't mean I'm letting you off the hook."

Ranger's house is only a few minutes away from Alissa's. It's a small cottage, embraced by trees and flowers, growing wildly in every free plot of land. Range has always loved his home, on the outskirts of the farie town of Silfan. The cottage isn't visible to any human, or any other creature who isn't fairie.

The dinner table is where Ranger's parent's aren't as strict, being lenient by allowing him amd Cara to freely speak their mind. "I know this may sound strange," Cara begins, whilst cutting her lamb into pieces. "But time literally stopped today." His parent's both look up in confusion and alarm. Ranger's dad-a tall, muscular man with bright red hair-is quite intrigued.
"Cara, what do you mean?" Ranger is watching his sister intently, as she tries to explain herself.
"Well, as I was walking to Ranger's friend's house, I was watching the cars on the road. They all stopped! I looked up, and the birds were motionless in the sky. The trees stopped halfway through swaying in the wind and my watch clock stopped too. When I reached Ranger, the clock started working again." Ranger and Cara both share a puzzled look, all continue to eat. "Interesting," their dad finishes.

Ranger shoves Cara into his room roughly, neglecting any instinct to make sure she is okay. "What the fu-" Ranger interrupts before Cara can yell at him.
"What was that about at dinner? Are you having a laugh? 'Time literally stopped today'! You can try and make stuff up, but me and Alissa aren't going to happen." Ranger stresses as loudly as he can without his parent's managing to eavesdrop. Cara frowns.
"R, I am not joking! Time actually stopped!" Ranger doesn't understand. His face is an incomplete jigsaw, seeking an explanation. "Tomorrow, at break, kiss Alissa then open your eyes. If I'm wrong, I will do your chores for a year." He can't help be amazed at how much Cara is betting-she must be certain. But Ranger couldn't help but wonder why she looked so devious.
"And if your right?" He inquires,
"you have to admit how you feel about her. Deal?" If only C knew what Alissa was, she'd understand what risks my feelings carry, he thought.
"Deal." Ranger agreed.