Okayyy, since you've been generous about the reviews, I decided to release an excerpt on something I am working on. I'm kind of stuck with G. Part One now, so I'm SO SO sorry!

My mind has been wandering. This just kind of came to me, and I still don't know what to do with it, but it has something to do with vamps. BTW, if you people know a great vampire series, please let me know, so I can read it and develop this fanfic for that series.

Enjoy!

Prologue

No escape.

The sound of my boot steps were steady, like a heartbeat, a pulse. It almost soothed me, numbing my senses.

Almost.

I turned right, then left, then left, a right, left, right, right, and left. Then I ran smack into a wall.

Dead end.

Not bothering to search for escape,(since I knew there was none), I just stood right there, awaiting my fate.

My death.

Soundless pattering of five-inch heels on metal. Three feminine figures silently rounded the corner, moving with abnormal swiftness, hardly a sound (even if wearing five-inch heels).

Vampire swiftness.

The air in front of me filled with a sickly, cloying, sweet smell, and I held my breath. The smell slowly turns off your brain, so you can't feel or do anything while they feed on you.

The smell grew intense, and suddenly, three seemingly-teenage girls wearing cheer leading uniforms were standing in front of me, their fangs bared maliciously.

I took a deep, unintentional breath. My first mistake.

My vision blurred and gray creeped from the edges. I lost control of my legs and I tried not to breath once again.

Kesha, the strawberry blonde, shot me a pitying look."Nice try." She slid her weight on her left leg. She stared hungrily at me with pale blue eyes, and I wondered how I used to look at her with trust and respect.

Alicia, the sneering platinum blonde with Kesha's pale blue eyes, said nothing, but she seemed to be enjoying the hunt. We've never been friends, me and her. I only tolerated her because she was Kesha's sister and Trisha's friend. She was too snobby for my taste.

Which to say, didn't improve a bit, because I now know the truth.

Trisha, with her mousy brown hair seemed like the only regretful person in the room. She kept shooting me I'm-so-sorry looks from her pale gray eyes, and even though I knew she was drink my blood, I couldn't help but forgive her. Because, if a vampire feels sorry for the human she's about to eat, that would be good right?

Wait. Who was I kidding?

I choked. I couldn't stand not breathng anymore. I drew a deep breath, not caring about the numbness.

I was going to die, anyway. Did I want to feel my flesh ripped out, and my blood sucked out of my veins? Oh, hell, no.

I collapsed to my knees, but I barely felt it. My supply of air was cut short, but I didn't pay attention to it.

Kesha laughed humorlessly, her eyes glowing with a predatory light. "No use killing yourself, my dear Lily. you know very well dead blood will still be very useful to us." She pronounced the 's as 'th, the letters slurring around the frost-white fangs sprouting from her teeth.

Alicia's grin was somehow made scarier by her fangs, which were longer than the other's by a few inches, and whiter, as if she spent all her free time brushing her teeth.

Shakily, before the numbness could get to my brain completely, I opened the locket around my neck. the gracefully beautiful image of my mother swam with my tears.

I'm so sorry, mom. I failed.

I felt my hand slide away, and the gold chain snapped from my neck. In a dreamlike stance, I saw myself flinging the locket into the corner.

It was the last thing I could do for my mother.

The locket would be certainly safer if the KAT's wouldn't find it, and bring it to their master. It would be safe if the locket's darker secret will be unknown to most, except the Kane's.

I mentally prayed the KAT's didn't notice.

Fortunately, they didn't. I felt a subtle, draining sensetation from my right arm and realized it was bleeding. No wonder why they didn't notice me throwing the locket.

I closed my eyes and visualized everyone I cared about- Massie, Clary, Natalie, Tiger, James. And finally, my mother.

I didn't feel or hear the KAT's come closer.

I clung to these images with all my will, never letting go.

And the KAT's fed from me and I died.