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It's the next morning after my fit about the news and when i told my dad I was living with vampires, but of course I'm an idiot and decide to watch the news yet again. But can you blame me? There's nothing to do here! They don't have any channels except news anyways but i can't figure out why. To get a lower electrical bill? Who knows, who cares. Whatever their reasons, it is totally illogical because the news isn't even that interesting but its all they watch. Who came up with that idea? I mean, really!!!

"Everybody watching the news this morning, say hello to the forensics team." At least it wasn't about me... "They are looking at the body of the Cheif of Police....dead..heart..."

And that was the last I heard from the news. My vision was clouded in specks of green and purple while the room tilted and all my senses were filmed over. Next thing I know, I blinked and everything was better.

"Nevi!!!! You're okay!!!" I head Izzy shout, "Crap. I have to go. Feel better Nev!!!" and with that she left.

"Nev? Are you alright now?" asked Dustin.

"What--" I looked around the room, "I'm in the Infirmary? I freaking blinked! How'd I get here so fast?"

"Uhm...Nev? You've been here for two days."

After hearing that everything came back to me. I saw flashes of the Cheif's dead body from the tv, the news, I remembered the phone call. My vision was yet again filmed over and my hair whipped at my face as I hovered over the hospital bed.

A door slammed open and I figure someone came into the room but at this point all my senses were messed up.

"Father, you're here!" Dustin shouted.

I suddenly fell out of the air and landed on the bed, but ended up having a strong impact and i rolled off putting my landing evidently on the cold hard tiles. I heard a few cracks and my head turned to the side and all i could see was the inside of my eyelids before I fell into unconciousness.



Beep.... Beep.... Beep.. Beep.. Beep. Beep. Beep! Beep! Beep! Beepbeepbeep!!!

"MY GOD!" i shouted as I sat straight up from the bed i was in, "What the HELL is that Beeping??!?!" BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP.

"Nevaeh, calm down!!! it's your heart monitor!!" Dustin shouted.

"TURN IT OFF!" I was pissed off, obviously. "Before I shoot it with wherever the hell my freaking gun went!!!" then i thought.. "Wait... where am I?"

"Uhm.. You're in a real hospital this time because we needed better accomidations than in our Infirmary."

I looked at myself and realized I was covered in cuts and bruises... and an arm cast.

"Uhh...what happened?" my mind was totally blank. I mean, why am i covered in cuts and bruises and have a cast...?

"You fell on the floor after you were floating." Somehow, i felt totally incompetent and completely drunk and started giggling like a maniac.

"N-nev...? Are you okay...?"

I started laughing so much i started coughing and couldn't breathe.

"Ne--nev!!!" Dustin's father came in.

"What is the matter with this GIRL?!" He shouted.

"S-so-sorryy!!! I c-can't stop laughinggg!!!" I responded nearly falling over from laughter.

"Ugh. I assume we gave her an overdose on the painkillers then Dustin?" Dustin nodded robotically staring at me like i was some sort of purple talking squirell monkey thing. I mean, do i really look that weird?

"This is the 17 year old-- Policewoman Ne-- This girl has been-- Nevaeh Black is-- Seen yesterday-- Spectacular that she-- How did she--?" I have had enough with all this news being about me!

I got immensely agitated at the news so I violently slammed on the "off" button on the remote and through the remote against the tv. I couldn't deal with one more news report about the 17-year-old policewoman, Nevaeh Black, who has mysteriously gone missing after being seen on her motorcycle with the Murderer she was suppossed to arrest a month ago. Come on people! It's already been a whole freaking month and you can't get over a missing but not dead girl?!

Get a LIFE!

I heard a soft knock at the door while i grunted and said 'come in' in some incomprehensible way.

"Nev... Are you okay? You seem a bit uhm... yeah." Ari said as she stood in my doorway.

I shrugged and gestured for her to sit on the bed with me and she closed the door. Knowing how good she is with all this stuff, she probably realized I was planning to go on a full out rant about something. She always seemed to know how I felt and understood my situations.

"Icantbelievethepolicewontjustgiveuponmeimeanitsjustnot-"

"Woah there. Calm down!" Ari said.

I nodded my head and restarted. "I can't believe the police won't just give up on me. I mean, it's just not sane for a 17-year-old girl to be the center of attention on every single news channel there is for a month! I don't know about you, but I think they are completely and utterly insane."

"Honey... Do you want to call your dad?" Ari asked.

I nodded slowly and Ari gave me her cell phone. I was doubtful that Dustin would have approved of this so i was immensely greatful to Ari for this. I dialed the Cheif's number and waited for him to pick up his cell.

"Hello? Who is this?" said the familiar voice that I had lived with half of my life.

"Cheif? It's Nev."

"They're letting you call me from.. wherever you are? Where are you? I mean, i know you're okay because you always are even if you get yourself into a big mess. I don't know how but you always solve it." he chuckled and I did too.

"Don't worry I've been living with nice people... but I've been living with the killer too. Don't worry though, Cheif. He is perfectly fine surprisingly and much nicer than i would've ever imagined."

"I know after saying that this is an odd question to ask... but why isn't he dead?"

"Cheif, It's impossible to kill him. And i really mean it. I don't think its possible at all to kill him."

"Nevs, that makes no sense. Why would it be impossible?"

I looked at Ari and saw her give me a breif nod insisting that it was okay for the Cheif to know there secret.

"D- dad...? I'm living with vampires." The line went dead.

I've been living with Dustin and his vampire buddies for a week now, and I am still the main focus of the news even though Cheif tries so hard to get them off my back. Dustin introduced me to some vampires he promised wouldn't kill me, and they have actually been a lot of fun to hang out with. I didn't expect vampires to actually like the type of stuff that these ones do though. The first one is a girl who in human years is 19 years old and her name is Isabella. The second one I've been hanging out with, is her sister Arianna who is 16 years old yet again, only in human years. I think in vampire years they are both 133, according to them at least. Apparently no matter if they are as old as grandma's, they still love everything a normal teenage girl should.

Today, Arianna and Isabella (Ari and Izzy) are taking me shopping with them so i can finally start wearing my own clothes instead of theirs. Of course like always expected, vampires have a hell of a lot of money so I'm going to get a whole closet full of clothes for my stay here.

Even though Ari and Izzy are sisters, I don't think anyone could be as different as them. Ari has platinum blonde hair with hot pink streaks and is the girliest happiest person I have ever met, but majorly mischievious. And Izzy, has Black hair with white highlights and doesn't wear anything but black grey and silver. Sometimes a bit of purple and blue every once in a while and all her accesories are red. Izzy is the type who listens to music as much as possible, and i swear if her ipod broke her undead life would be over. The only thing the sisters have in common is their unnaturally pale skin like all vampires, and they are both very mischievious and love pulling pranks.

So we got into the car, and while we were waiting to get to the mall, of course Ari and Izzy were fighting over what music station to put on. Izzy was going to put on Flyleaf - I'm So Sick, while Ari wanted to but on Barbie Girl. I finally decided to put on Forever - Chris Brown.... then they shreiked in unison.

"OH MY GAWD ITS CHRIS BROWWWNN!!!!!" I had to cover my ears, and i felt sooo bad for the driver. Does he have to deal with this torture every Shopping Spree? Oh dear lord, this was going to be a long day.



***Six hours later***



As I thought, the shopping spree was simply disasterous. I had walked into about hmm.... 80 stores? I forgot to mention the fact that the sisters thought it would be fun not to go to ONE mall, but to six different malls. By the time i was done getting all my clothes, i felt horrible for our driver. He had to carry about 16 bags from each mall and do that 6 times. So he had to carry about 96 bags of clothing for me! (Lucky me, i could do that math in my head. I hope I got it right!). We were just coming back from the sixth mall when i hear someone shout.

"OH MY GOSH IS THAT NEVAEH?! That girl that was kidnapped? Shopping HERE?!!!" I turned around and saw a girl about my age that had screamed and everyone had turned to face me. I shouted to the driver to get to the car as fast as he could and i took about four of the bags as Izzy and Ari took 3 each leaving the driver with six. We luckily got back to the car fairly quick, and drove off towards the mansion...home place thing. I don't know, should I really call it my home?

"OMG Nev. You almost got CAUGHT!" shouted Ari.

"First off, it's 'oh my god' and second, but i DIDN'T get caught, now did I?"

"Oh, stop bein' so overdramatic 'bout grammeh. It iz wut it iz." Are you kidding me? She says 'grammeh' instead of 'grammer'? And yes by the way she said 'it is what it is' in that slang tone thing. I'm sorry I over obsess about grammar, but isn't that a good thing that I care about it?

After I heardthe headline story about mecome up on GHW News, I knew I had to watch and hear what it said.

"Hello and good evening to all living in this wonderful country of ours. This is Melissa Brims reporting a 17 year old cop girl, that has simultaniously gone missing. We have the Cheif of Police here with us. Now Chief, is there anything you would like to say to everyone out there?" I saw Cheif's head come up on the screen.

"Yes I do. I know she is very important to me, but I don't know why everyone is making a big deal that a policewoman has gone missing. I know Nevaeh very well and have watched over her for a very long time. She is not the type of girl that would fail a mission no matter how unimaginably difficult it is. She may take some very unexpected turns, like many times before, but she always gets the job done. I know she will come back to me one way or another and in time." I scoffed.

Yeah, this is an unexpected turn alright. "You seem very confident of her abilities Cheif," said the newswoman, "is it also true thatthe girl Nevaehhas been in the police business since she was only 10 years old and you are her legal father?"

"Yes she has been with us since she was only about ten years old and yes I am her legal father and have been for the past seven years. Although she only has ever called me Cheif and nothing else without recognition of me being her legal guardian." Cheif lookedkind ofdepressed when he said that.

Was he sad that I hadn't called him dad, or Alan (his real name) and for as long as I have lived with him, I have only called him Cheif? I have been living with him for 7 years... yet I never even realized that. Dang I must be some stupid ans inconsiderate daughter. Dustin walked in the room unexpectedly and I immediately changed the channel to America's Next Top Model so he wouldn't know what I was watching, not even on purpose by the way. Dustin gave me a curious glance but just sat down next to me on his bed. He sat there fidgeting for about 3 minutes seeming as if he wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.

"Nev...? I was uhm... just watching the news a few minutes ago." I immediately froze.

"Uh.. oh. And...?"

"And I was wondering... do you really miss your.. dad?"

"Well, yes I miss him, but this place is just really interesting. So it's really okay. And I've only been here from the past 23 hours to the present. So I don't miss him too much, and you heard him. He knows I'm safe, responsibleand that I always come back no matter what happens, even if the events have taken an unexpected turn. And if you could tell by the way he's talking, everything always takes an unexpected turn for me. It's just how I am, but I get the job done."

"I could... I mean.. It would be bad, but I could take you home if that's what you really wanted. I really wouldn't mind too much, and you would be much much safer at home than around all us vampires."

I was surprised he said that, "Home? I have no home. The police department is where I live and that sure isn't a home. I have a father that's not even my father, and there are so many interesting places I can explore if I stay here... even if you only allow me to stay here for a limited amount of time. I don't care if you don't want me to stay in your room, if they let be, I could stay with another vampire if there is one that you trust well enough."

"So you want to stay? I mean, i don't mind sharing my room at all. I just thought that you would have wanted to go home. If you want you can stay in my room and if you don't want to I cuold find you another vampire that I can trust that is a girl so you two would get along just fine."

"Yes, I want to stay. And I don't mind sharing a room with you, but if ever you want, just send me with another vampire. The more vampire friends I have, the better."

We both nodded breifly and i smiled at him. I can finally have a place to really call home. Somewhere where I can have adventures, interesting friends of all sorts, and more mysteries than I could have ever had back where I used to live.

"Ahhhh!" I shouted.

Dustin was chasing me around the whole mansion because I wouldn't give him the PB&J sandwich he had just made. Really. Can't he just make another one? No. This one was "special" and he made it with all his "energy". Yeah, like I'm going to believe that.

"If you don't give me that sandwich back i'm going to let the vampires suck you dry!!!" He shouted while chasing me.

I know he's only doing this for fun, because him being a vampire means he could get me in a second. Really, I would think i would be tired by now. He's been chasing me for the past 10 minutes and I'm not a bit tired. I guess it's from all that police training I've gotten in the past 7 years of my life. Reminding me.... I still have my gun! I've only been here one day and I didn't have a change of clothes so I've been running around with a gun in my pocket and not realizing it until now. I know! That's what i'll do to threaten Dustin! I think he forgot he's a vampire because he's eating human food and running at normal speed. So why not be afraid of guns?

While he was chasing me I randomly stopped running and turned aroudn to face him, planning to threaten him with my gun. Too bad that isn't what happened. What happened was much, much more unexpected. I turned around and Dustin couldn't stop running quickly enough that he slid into me and he fell on top of me, which is where we are now.

I was a bit embarrased by our position so I turned my head as my face turned a deep shade of red. Dustin for some reason, did not get off of me at this point, so I turned my head to face him.

"Uhh....Dustin...?" i asked quietly, while he just kept staring at me.

"Do you think... would you mind maybe, uhm getting off of me..?" I said.

Suddenly he jolted to life and got off of me running into the Kitchen door and falling on his butt. I winced thinking, Oooohh that's GOTTA hurt.

He got up rubbing his butt (hahaha!) and went into the kitchen without so muchas giving me a glance.

Thanks, Buddy. I followed him into the Kitchen where he sat in a corner.

"Uhh...something wrong?" I asked

He pouted, "I still don't have my sandwich."

God, what is up with this guy and his sandwich?! I walked into the part of the kitchen where they had the cabinets and fridge and looked through it to find food. I decided I would make Dustin my special sandwich that only I know the recipe for. I pulled out all the ingredients and started chopping away at onions, lettuce, and many other food products. When i was done, Dustin eyed the sandwich curiously as I walked over to him and placed it beside him.

"Eat."

Dusting grumbled something and took the sandwich. He took a small bite of it and his face looked like a 5 year olds when they see a shiney object.

"What IS this?!!! It's...wonderful!!!" He shouted.

"I'm glad you like it. It's my special recipe. No one knows about it. Is this sandwich better than the one you made?" Dustin nodded his head vigorously. I chuckled and saw that Dustin had already finished the sandwich.

"Dude, where'd the sandwich go?!"

"In my belly...?" dustin said innocently.

I rolled my eyes and scoffed as Istarted walkingup to Dustin's bedroom. There were still no empty rooms in this huge gigantic Vampire House, so i had to stay with Dustin. I felt as if I was being followed and turned arounf quickly, but no one was there. I walked about another 10 feet and turned around quickly again, but nothing was there. I turned around to walk straight again and shreiked as there was a woman in my way that wasn't there a second ago.

"Oh, shut up you little whimp." the woman said.

"Who are you to tell me what to do?" I answered.

"I'm Dustin's girlfriend, and you've been stealing my boyfriend from me. What sort of magic trick did you do to make him forget about me, hmm?'' she snarled.

"First of all, i don't know magic so i couldn't possible have done anything. Second of all, if you were his then he wouldn't let me sleep in his room. Third, he told me he was single. And Finally, he told me there was an annoying woman with hazel eyes and blonde hair that thinks she's dating him when she's not, and I don't know about you but I think that description fits you perfectly."

The woman glared at me and jumped for me when at the last second I rolled under her body while it was in midair and avoided her.

"Natalia, what are you doing.'' I heard dustin say.

"Dustin my darling. How are you sweetie? I've missed you so much while you were gone." Natalia answered.

Pet names? You've got to be kidding, i can tell Dustin is the type of person who hates being called with pet names unless it's by someone who he tells them they can. And he sure as hell didn't tell this woman she could.

"Natalia, don't even think of patronizing our guest." dustin said as he walked away.

"Dustin, darling! Come back!" she shouted after him, "I'll get you. And you won't be able to do anything about it." she said in a low voice to me.

She chased after Dustin but lost his trail and i just went back to his room. I sighed, "Great. Yet another reason why living here will be even more interesting than even the police station." I turned on the t.v.

"Next on GHW, 17 year-old police woman, kidnapped by the criminal that she was chasing!"

I groaned. I said this was one mystery I would wanna solve... but I didn't think it would be this hard! The man and I were still riding on MY motorcyle and we have beenriding for the past 3 hours. We have had a bit of conversation but not much since the man seems annoyed that I forgot who he was.

"What's your name...?" I asked him randomly.

"My name? Child, my name is not known by anyone." he answered.

"Can I be 'worthy' enough to be the only one who knows your name?"

He sighed, "My name is...Well, here it is Dustin."

I smiled, "I like your name, Dustin. And just wondering, you seem to talk like you are in your late thirties...yes you are only what, in your early twenties? Why is your talk so mature?"

"Is it antagonizing, child?"

"No... and why are you calling me child? I am only 5 years younger than you."

"But ah, 5 years younger, and you are a minor as I am not. And I am using this voice because I feel like it. I actually talk quite normally. I could if you prefered it."

"Yes I do very much prefer that you talk normally. And so what If I'm a minor? That's inconciderate. You make me feel immature."

"Child, I know you very well even though you've only known me for a few hours. I know for a fact that you are mature beyond your years. Probably even beyond my years, and that's a stretch for anyone."

How is it hard to sound mature beyond someone in there early twenties? I mean, yes the man sounds like he's fifty or something, but come on. It's not like he's some magical freaking creature. But what about the first time I saw him? The shockingly pale skin, intoxicating blue eyes, blood staining his mouth? The blood stains make him seem like a- a...

"A Vampire...." I said quietly not meaning for him to hear.

"Wha- What did you say?" He stuttered.

"Oh- Uh... uhm... Uh, nothing!" Oh yea. Nice save; yea right.

Well, since he already heard me.... "Are you a Vampire.....?"

"That is not a discussion for the moment, Child."

"Hmm... Let's see, the very pale skin, blood stained mouth when i first saw you after you killed the girl, you sound like you're fifty when you talk... yeah. You're a vampire."

"Are you frightened?"

"No. Why would I be? I don't think you want to kill me like you did to those other people. Otherwise I would be dead, but you haven't killed me. So I'm not frightened at all."

"You are a very interesting person, ya know that? You are the weirdest person I have ever met. And if you haven't figured that out, that is a LOT of people in my years."

"Hmm... How old are you?"

"...23."

"How long have you been 23?"

he sighed, "the past 10 years."

I frowned, "You aren't a very old vampire."

"Would you rather be living with someone whose really 33 or someone whose 90?"

"Uh...33."

"Yea I thought so. So be happy that I"m only 33."

"Are you hungry?"

Yes, I know that question was totally irrelevant, but I just had to ask. I mean, come on! He's a vampire, and vampires eat humans when they're hungry! He said he doesn't want to eat me, but he might slip up.

"Not really, but we are home so that doesn't matter now," he said while he rode into a cave.

A cave, how ironic. Vampires are suppossed to be a higher species than humans, yet they are the ones living as cavemen. Dustin stored the motorcycle in.... well, I don't really know what it is. It's like some port thing for cars, but there was one made for a motorcycle.

Dustin started walking and I was following beside him as we walked through a cave full of vampires. At the end of the cave, I saw a... a ballroom?! Apparently, the cave had a door that connected to a mansion. How weird is that? Someones house just connecting to a cave? Random! Well, this is a hell of a lot better than cavemen.

"Nevaeh Black, This is your new home. I welcome you and hope you will love this house as do I and every other vampire."

My new home....

"Will anyone here try to eat me?" I asked.

"...Maybe." Oh, that's reassuring. Thanks, "but not if I can stop them."

Okay... a bit better, "And is there any point where you will not be there and I am alone where I could get killed?"

"Well, you must sleep. I didn't plan on bringing you here so there's no room available so you have to stay with another vampire."

"Would I... be able to stay with you? I.. I mean...'cause i don't know anyone else and-"

"Yes my child, you can."

I sighed with relief. That's one less thing to worry about... but as i was walking to Dustin's room I saw men and women staring at me as i walked by. Oh boy, this is going to be wonderful isn't it...

One Human. A House full of hungry Vampires. One Protector. And my Life.

I was typing on the computer trying to figure out what other murders had occuredthe same way recently and it turned out the only other one was another teenage girl who went to my school in my year, named Jennifer Naver.

"Hah, for all we know, the stupid criminal will choose me next. I'd like to see him try!" I said to myself, "Him get me? Impossible. No one will ever be able to do that. I'm Nevaeh Black."

Yeah... no one would be able to get me, but how would i protect anyone else? How do we know who the next victim is? I don't even know if it's possible to save the next person. This man...this criminal. I can already tell he's more than he seems. He is evil, itself. After doing research on the guy, I gave up not finding anything about him. For some reason unexplainable, I kept the fact that I had seen him the night of the murder a secret. I wasn't trying to protect him... but it was something about his eyes. He seemed to recognize me, like i had known him. And if i knew him, i didn't want him killed. Okay, my logic was officially not logical. I mean, so what if I knew him? He was still a criminal and a murderer! But... those eyes again. He seemed to recognize me, and I recognized those eyes. But from where?

I went onto the computer again and decided to look at the criminals on our police wanted list. I looked up "Blue eyes, white skin, male" knowing that even if i typed that, there would be probably many people. But no one had eyes like this mans. I searched for the next hour until i made it through the whole list and i was on the second to last page. I was staring blankly at a picture of a man with strong cheekbones, dark brown hair, pale skin and a muscular build. The most important aspect of the picture though...is those eyes. I know I found the man i wanted because he had intoxicating icy blue eyes. I looked at his info and found he was 22 but there was no other information. Was he really that good, that no one could find information on the man? Impossible...

I heard someone walking up behind me so i quickly closed the wanted list and began playing Solitaire.

"Hey Bloody Mary, How ya going?" asked Javerin.

"Playing Solitaire. Don't know the criminal. Bored. You?"

"I'm okay I guess. That girl freaked me out though, but I guess I have to get used to that if i want to stay a cop."

Javerin nodded and stole the computer from me and made me fail my Solitaire game.

"Javerin! BAD Boy! You're grounded!" I said.

Javerin whimpered like a puppy (like i was treating him), and went to his "cage". A.K.A. thecabinet under my desk that i had added a barred window to.

"HE'S BACK! WE GOT HIM! SAME PLACE, NEVAEH. GO!!!" I heard the cheif shout frantically.

I opened the cabinet for Javerin and then ran out to my motorcyle. I got on and went straight to Anfair and Lakewood Alley and found the man.

He looked at me with a sad expression and then jumped at me. He pushed me behind him as I stayed on the motorcyle and started going 130 mph.

"Hold on tight, Child. You're in for a long ride." I didn't dare offend him or try to escape, the bikes speed had elevated and he was now going 145 in a 30 mph zone. There was NO way i was getting off. I think he meant to do that... Or he just liked going fast because he was smiling and shouting "Woo!!!!" This wasone interesting criminal.

I thought back to when i said "I'd like to see him try to get me" ...I guess I got jinxed. He got me alright.

"Child," he said as he slowed to 70 when we were in a different state. It had been 30 minutes and the others couldn't find us. He used so many alleys and pasages they had no idea where we were, "Child, do you know who I am?"

"The person who kidnapped me half an hour ago who won't ever bring me back home?"

"That's one answer, but i guess you'll never know then."

He thinks I'll never know? Not gonna happen. This was one mystery i would be sure to figure out.

~~~~Flashback~~~~

I heard a chuckle from a voice i didn't recognize....daddy? I was scared so i got up out of bed holding onto my teddy bear when i heard my mother, "Nevi! Darling, don't come out! Stay where you are!"

She sounded horrified which scared me even more. I crouched in the corner of my bedroom and heard a gunshot. I winced but stayed where i was. Suddenly, all the sound stopped. Was it gone? Was it over? I have no idea what was going on, until a man unrecognizable came into my bedroom.

He looked at me and gave me a confused look, "Child, would you like to come with me? I can save you. You're house has been set on fire, and your parents have been killed. Come, I will save you."

Even though i was only 8 and a child, I knew I shouldn't go with him. He was probably the one to kill my parents. Against my will, my brain told me to go with the strange man. I had followed him and he led me to his house. He kept me for the next two years, and although he killed and murdered he turned out to be a nice simple man. Yes I know I shouldn't even be living with a murderer, but what else can i do? I'm a child. Only 10 years old at this point. Today,aboutthree months before my tenthbirthday,the man did not come back. I waited for days in his house, waiting for the day he would return to me. He did not return ever and for a week I had nothing to eat and was secluded in his house.

After thoseseven horrifying days of loneliness and starvation, I decided to stand up for myself. I became a criminal just like the man who had been taking care of me. I have robbed, stolen, speeded(i stole a car. yes i know how to drive and hotwire even though I'm ten), and many more offenses.

After three months on the day of my birthday, i went to a nearby store and stole a birthday cookie. The police were called in and were searching for a kid with a cookie. The police were told it was the same child who had been troubling the town.

"Person?" i said after my cookie was gone, "Are you the cheif person?"

The Cheif of Police smile at me and said, "Why yes little girl I am. Have you seen another child carrying a cookie?"

"No....but I know a girl who just finished one."

"Thank you. Where is she?"

"She's talking to you."

The Cheif of Police brought me back to the police station with him. I was brought into the interrogation room with the Cheif.

"Now child, why would you steal a birthday cookie?" he asked.

"...because it's my birthday?" I said in a sweet and innocent tone.

"But that isn't good. I heard you were also the one who was stealing before from food stores and from people."

"And hotwiring a car." I added.

"You-? Oh, nevermind. Child, where are your parents?"

"They died."

"Oh, I'm so sorry. When?"

"Hmm....about two years ago?"

"And who have you been living with since then?"

I had to think about that. Who exactly HAD I been living with? A stranger I don't know, that was probably the murderer of my parents?

"Uh.. A person..." I said evassively

"And who would this person be?"

"Well, it's more of 'who HAD this person been'. He went missinga fewmonths ago."

"And you've been living by yourself as a child?"

"Yes. I have lived by myself and depend on no one."

After our conversation the Cheif decided to take me in while he tried to find me a family but because everyone knew who i was and what i had done, no one wanted me. I was unwanted and even hated, so the Cheif decided that he would adopt me.

~~~~Fade Back~~~~

"102 on Anfair and Lakewood. 102 on Anfiar and Lakewood." I heard the walky talky say. A muder on Anfair and Lakewood? That's the street with the alley way... crap. I sped towards the corner of Lakewood and saw a figure streaking across the pavement. I could only see the shadow at first, but when the shadow passed under a flickering street lamp i saw harsh glowing icy blue eyes. Hypnotizing and intoxicating, but that lasted but a moment, I was still speeding towards the alley way and then i realized.

That face. It had blood stains all over its mouth.

I hadn't the time to turn back around and by the time i did the criminal would be long gone so I just stopped my car at the alley way and stepped out. I knew i had no need for my gun when i just saw the criminal pass by, so i used a flashlight and walked into the shadows.

I saw a teenage girl of about sixteen years, stone cold and pale. She must've died only a few minutes ago. The smell of her blood was still fresh, all over her face and neck and dripping slightly down towards her chest in her slouched over position agaisnt the alley wall.With all the lessons from the Police Program i learned how to tell how fresh the blood was from the incident. A few minutes later, another cop arrived named Javerin. He was shocked by seeing the blood. I forgot that he was still new to the job.

"Javerin, make a call. We got the girl but the criminal is long gone. Tell them not to search for him."

"But-"

"No. I am above you. Listen to my orders and tell them what i said. Also, send the Forensics Team."

In any incident such as previously occured, I had to call the Forensics in even if I was one myself. The cheif wouldn't let me do anything by myself even though I had been like family to the Police department. Ever since the accident with my family... I've been living at the police department with the cheif.

If only i had known any sooner that I would not be living there much longer.

"Nev, can you come over here?" said the cheif of police.

As said, I currently live with him so he is my foster father. My parents had never really met him, so i don't think they would've wanted him to be my replacement parent, but as it seems he's a good father.

"Yes? Have we gotten anything on yesterdays crime?" I asked.

I'm guessing the only reason Cheif wouldn't let me do anything with the Forensics was because I was like family. He either didn't want me seeing all that blood or just getting too involved that people would want to kill me.

As you've probably realized (or maybe not?), I haven't been in school. It's actually spring break right now, so it's not like I don't go to school. I am a Junior in highschool and I am 17 years old. I don't have any friends in school, but not because people don't like me. People understand that I am going to be a target of many criminals and talk to me, but wouldn't be counted as friends.I have a harsh outer layer, but soft inner layer and most students see the inbetween. They know I'm nice and want to be my friend, but know to stay away for their own safety. Spring break had just started yesterday, but I still had work.

"The victims name was Abigail Hartum and she was a Sophomore in your school. She had few friends, but they were very good ones. Very rarely would someone insult her or be rude to her. There is no evidence of someone having specifically decided the girl. It just happened to be her because she was simply in the wrong placeat the wrong moment." Cheif said.

"Do you want me to find out anything about the criminal? Since we couldn't catch him and he left no marks shockingly, I don't see how we're going to catch him." I answered.

"Nev, you're only 17 and you've been in this business since you were 10. If anyone could find the criminal, it would be you. You have not failed us since you came to us. In a very unexpected way if I might add."

"Yes, cheif. I'll find out what I can."

"Thank you. Goodbye Nevaeh."

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