Chapter 1
   I held the trigger at ease as I walked through the alleys of London, England, and of all times, I looked like a slut in my stupid bar clothes. Around 1805 there were mythical creatures being discovered, either people believed in them or thought they were non-scene. The most that were discovered were Vampires, Werewolves, and Witches. Others were still under raps, but Scientist determined to find them. Our world was taken over a dark world yet were hidden at the same time. Our laws changed, now they let anyone at the age of twenty-one carry a weapon with out a license for it. Anyone under the age had to stay inside at all times, and be home schooled. It was raining tonight but what did it matter to my clothes? When I was younger I loved the idea of Vampires but then after one murdered my parents it was revenge. The club I worked at was underground no dark force knew about it. Then again very dark perverted people came here for a good time. I had a horrible reputation any guy that assaulted me at the bar was shot in the face. Didn’t matter to anyone usually they were found as an evil force. Other times no one really didn’t care. The world had gone down hill, and there was nothing to stop it. When I made it to work I buckled my gun back in its case and walked in to the pounding music of Club Remix. It smelled like sweat, smoke, and alcohol and I was already getting a headache. I put my loose jacket away under the bar and went to work next to Lexie and Natasha. Lexie was a short and thin girl but new her way around the bar like crazy. Natasha was tall, blond, and beautiful but was a crazy bitch to most of us.
“Where the hell have you been?” she asked.
“I’ve been everywhere Tasha now leave me alone, what would you like Hun?” I asked a customer nearest me.
“I’d like a whisky on the rocks.”
“Three ninety-five Hun.” I started his drink as he got out some cash.
“What’s up your ass?” Lexie asked.
“Nothing Lex, can you all just let me work?”
“Yeah”
“Here’s your change Hun.”
“Well crap Luna what is wrong, I can feel your pissed off vibe.” Lexie asked.
“Just one of those days Lex, now drop it before I blow your head off.”
“Okay, okay I got it.” I served people for about two hours, and then left right after. I watched every corner with my hand set to pull my gun out at any second. I was happy to make it home but I wasn’t alone.
“I could smell your blood from a mile away.” A dark velvet voice said from a dark corner of my apartment.
“Who are you?” I pulled my gun out and pointed at the corner.
“Put down the gun, there’s no way you can kill me with that.”
“But it’s filled with silver bullets.”
“That’s for Werewolves not Vampires.” He came out of the dark sleekly with an evil grin pasted on his face. “I’m Edward Raspy III who are you?”
“Luna Rosalie II, why?”
“You are the dissident of Luna Rosalie I right?”
“Yes why the hell do you want to know?”
“I’ll be seeing you soon” He disappeared into the darkness again, but when I turned the night on he was gone. I put the gun down and put my gun away.
“Jeeze!” I got ready for bed as usual the day of my regular schedule. What the hell did he mean by “I’ll be seeing you soon”? I took some Nyquil and lie down on my soft, huge bed and fell asleep quickly dreaming of nothing. But I woke up sooner then I wanted and headed out for a run. It was still dark but every streetlight helped me through the streets. That’s when I felt it my speed was getting faster and I dodged things like crazy bugs, bird, and stray dogs. This was when I realized something must have happened. I ran back home quickly and checked my neck in the mirror.
“Oh my God!” there was two puncture wounds almost healed.
“No…” I said in a hushed tone. I ran to the kitchen and pulled out the biggest knife that I had. I cut a huge gash in my arm and when blood started to come the wound healed in an instant.
“No… NO! NO! NO!” I was turned into a Vampire over night that’s impossible, or was it? The rest of night I looked up things about Vampires, I read stories about people’s lives be taken by unfamiliar things, and now I was one. I turned the computer off and stood in front of my mirror. My skin was paler, my brown hair was no black and even longer, and my eyes were the color black. I punched the mirror instantly and it shattered into tiny pieces. I looked at my bloody knuckles that healed in seconds. That’s when I fell to the floor and cried on top of all the pieces from the mirror.