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Alex's deep lavender eyes searched the dark evening sky, and the back of her neck felt warm under her long jet black hair, which fell un-naturally neat on her feminine shoulders. every hair on her pale slender body tingled with the strong sensation of fear as she darted out of site, slipping silently into the shadows of a dark alley.

Above, the drifting clouds drowned the moon. The air around her was cold and still. It was late autumn, nearly winter, but she felt a fire within herself, a fire that heated her skin under the thick leather coat. It flared a desperate desire to hunt, to taste the sweetness of fresh blood once again.

Alexandra, who had seen no more than sixteen winters, nine of which she had spent locked up in a mountain training in hand to hand combat, was a vampire. her keen eyesight and hearing far surpassed that of a mortal, and she was stronger and faster than most her age, but this was the first time she had been permitted outside the mountain since before... before she had been bitten and turned, before... when she still had her humanity.

The silver light shone full in her face, and she darted swifly out of the darkness which shrouded the alley, sticking to the shadows and moving as though she were one herself. She prowled along the empty streets, in desperate search of a lone mortal, whose blood would quench her thirst. she felt desperate, but she feared that when the time came, she wouldnt be able to sink her fangs into the human's flesh, and drink the blood of a creature that she had once been.

it began to rain, the small sharp drops making puddles in the deserted city street. which city, Alex did not know, but neither did she care.

For an instant she stood motionless, lifting her face into the drizzling sky, letting the drops stream down her ghostly white skin, and drip casualy onto her tounge.

Being trapped in a mountain, training day and night, Alex had found it difficult to belive that anything else existed other than the cold, damp chambers she called home.

She breathed in the cool, rich air; opening the floodgates of memory and releasing a torrent of painful recollections into her mind.

a young early school girl, with pale skin and black waist length hair entered her mind, hand held gently by a woman in her early thirties. She remembered her mother telling her that she'd always be there for her, always.

well you're not here now. Alex thought, almost angrily as the memory faded, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes.

she gazed down the empty street, cold and empty. the gutters full of flowing rain water, which seemed to be falling in bucket-loads out of the sky, carried paper bags and plastic packets, which where soon dancing in the water that circled her feet.

she was begining to feel the coldness of the rain that had seeped through her bottom of her jeans, and was glad to have her thick leather coat, but even that didn't stop every drop of water. she made her way to a sheltered bus stop, it was old and falling apart but kept most of the rain off. Alex managed to amuse herself for the next few minutes by reading the scribbled graffiti and scratches on the wood, but found it hard as she wasn't a very good reader, and gave up soon after starting.

When she where young she used to wander streets like this, alone, or with her only close friend, Jason. back then she had believed in vampires no more than she believed no more than now she believed that her mother would come back and care for her.

She shivered and wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand.

During her time in the mountain she hadn't thought much about her life as a human, but now she considered; would it have been any better than her life as a powerful vampire assasin?

Her mortal childhood had been good enough, she'd had a handfull of friends, a family, a home. She would enjoy her free time playing with dolls or setting alight old soft toys in the open fire. At halloween she'd always dress as a witch or a ghost, because even they seemed more realistic than vampires.

She shuddered as she recalled the night that had changed all that.

It had been a friday, the day before Alex's seventh birthday. Though Alex couldnt tell the time, she had known it was late at night, as it had been dark for some time. She and her mother had been driving through town to a small restaurant where they would meet a man to discuss Alex's school work, which had been very poor lately. Alex was mesmerized by the lights, she had never seen the city this late at night before, and she thought it looked amazing, and her eyes quickly became accustomed to all the dancing colours. So she, like everyone else in the city, had gotten quite a shock when every light suddenly went out. Cars crashed or screeched to a halt, people screamed and yelled and glass could be heard smashing every few seconds. Then more unusual sounds erupted through the night. a few gun shots silenced the crowd, then suddenly millions of triggers where being pulled by the unknown. there was the odd hiss and slashing of what sounded like whips, and people had began screaming again, running blindly and franticaly. Alex had been terrified and was screaming along with them. Although she didnt know it, she, her mother and the thousands of other people in the area, had just driven into one of the biggest immortal wars of the centuary.

Alex's mother had half crashed, half parked the car on the side of the road, and she and Alex managed to scramble out ok, and into the panic and commotion. Now that her eyes where adjusting to the dark she could make out the shadows of hundreds of corpses on the ground, covered in dark shiny blood. She caught sight of somthing large and furry, its organs spilling from its stomach, and turned away quickly to find somwhere to hide, but was distracted as somone grabbed her mother by the hair. His eyes were wild and glazed over, and a black liquid ran from his mouth down his chin. His lips where ajar in a horrible, maniac grin which revealed two sharp, blood stained fangs. Alex would never forget the way her mother screamed as the vampire dragged her off, the way her eyes rolled back into her head as she disappeared into the night.

Alex had been terrified for her life and the life of her mother, and had no idea where to go or what to do. She stumbled back as two oversized wolves began fighting close to her right, falling into the arms of a young blonde woman. The woman turned Alex around to face her, and Alex gasped. She looked ordinary enough, with long blonde curls and a beautiful face, but her skin had the same eerie paleness as the vampire man, and her eyes held the same dazed glossy look. she smiled, showing Alex those long menacing fangs that made Alex want to curl up in the bottom of her wardrobe and never come out. Alex tried to pull away, she strugled angrily and screamed as loud as she could, but no one had time to resque the small girl, they where all too busy keeping themselves alive. Alex soon fell limp in the vampires arms, defeated, shivering violently and sobbing uncontrolably. The blonde vamp gently pushed Alex's hair from her face, her smile looked almost reasuring, but she couldnt hide the eagerness in her eyes. she leant forward slowly, her lips where cold on Alex's neck, and the fangs penatrated her flesh easily. Alex could feel the rush of blood through her vains, but it felt almost as though it contained burning acids. She writhered and screamed for only a second, then everything began to quieten down. the gunshots stopped, peoples shouting sounded distant and soft, then she was over come by darkness.



She had then woken up the next day a vampire, with fangs of her own and a desire for blood. it had been that simple, one day a human, the next a vampire, and now nine years later she was in that same city during the same war, hunting out Lycans and Demons and other creatures of the night that threatened her vampire clan.





CHAPTER ONE



Alex had sub-consiously left the bus stop, and was now once again, splashing through the streets miserably. She didn't usualy mind the rain, but wadeing through its waters for hours on end hadn't put her in a good mood. She was already begging to feel that this mission was pointless, and without her gardian and mentor Dryas there to help, she had no idea where to look for the Lycans.

Dryas had been late, as usual, when Alex was sent from the mountain for the first time to track the lycans movements and work out where they where staying. Dryas was probaly still in the bath or doing her makeup, but Alex hoped she'd turn up soon.

Alex had taken it all to heart at the start, and had excitedly skirted the city boarders in stealth mode. once she had even caught the scent of an immortal, but had lost it almost imediatly, and failed to find it again. Alex had been given strict orders to stay away from humans untill her mentor arrived, and had had to keep away from the busy streets, where the Lycans where most likely to be.

Alex had studied Lycanthropy for years in the mountain and she knew all there habits, streangths and weakneses. Lycanthropes, more commenly known as Lycans, were humans that could morph into a certain animal or creature, even the super natural. only the most powerfull Vampires could take a fully grown Lycan on by themselves, which was part of the reason Alex wished Dryas was there with her, not that she was scared or anything...

She swung herself up and onto the roof of a low building. Hidden in the shadow of a chimney, she took a small bottle out of one of her her large pockets concealed in her coat. The transparent plastic was stained slightly from the crimsen red blood, taken from a mortal by Dryas and given to Alex the previous night.