Kor's Beginning

I had been walking for days, wandering up and down in any direction, I didn't care as long as I got out of there. I couldn't take it anymore! All the rules and regulations; sit up straight, cross your legs at the ankles not your knees, never wear jeans in public, for heavens sake if a skirt is that abhorred to you please at least khakis or better yet slacks, never wear your skirts above your knees, use your silverwear the right way dear, always have your hair in a length becoming of a young lady and not of some insolent boy. All the rules! It made being alive worse than death could ever be... Well now that I was free the first thing I'd done was cut off my hair. Instead of my hair being down to my waist it was now only about chin length, and athat was only in the front, in the back it had been completely chopped off so that it was about as short as a boys and spiked messily on its own.
I couldn't help reveling in the feeling of complete freedom as I walked through the woods in God knows where USA. I was free! No more rules, no more hair, and I was wearing jeans! Heavenly glorious jeans!
I had just sat down to eat my last apple when I heard a quiet snap that was so silent I wasn't even sure I'd heard it. I had been hearing soft non existent sounds like that one all day, and I decided it was time to find out whether or not my family was tracking me down. God knows they could never stand the embarrassbent of not having been able to control their wild child. Oh no they wouldn't be looking for me because they were worried about me, but because they would be worried about their precious reputation. As I started to look around, I began to feel like a fool, surely if there was a someone out there I would have had some definite piece of evidence that they were out there. You didn't just wander around for 5 days with someone following you and never see another sign of that person. And if it was an animal, well it would have attacked me by now.
I returned to my pack and slowly heaved it into place on my back before starting forward again. I was just leaving the clearing I had been eating in when I saw a flash of bright bright orange in the distance. "Ok Kor," I thought, "that is not a color you would see in the woods. You're definitly not alone anymore." If it had been anybody else who had seen the color in the woods, it would have said a shirt or a hunter, but I saw it, and that said that something not human was out there. I was part fairie, and all fairies had a gift, for me that meant i saw auras. And bright neon orange was not a color I had ever seen on a human or any animal I had ever seen.
"Hello!" I called out sounding a bit frantic despite my efforts to sound calm. "Who's out there?"
When I didn't get an answer I stepped forward again. "I know you're there, I've been hearing you all day, and neon orange is definitly not a color I would have seen on a normal day in the city let alone the woods. Especially not on something that moves that fast."
I was just beginnning to think I really was crazy when I felt somebody grab me from behind in a grip that seemed almost too strong to be human. "What the...," I started to say as I suddenly lost consciousness.

I couldn't believe she'd heard me, let alone seen me. It was something no human had managed to do in the past century. I was Vampyr, I was of the undead, with powers known by no mere mortal, and there was no way she should have been able to see me. Damn it! Nic was going to kill me for this... he was the more open and outgoing of the two of us, but he had a temper to be feared.
I laid her down gently on the ground as I stepped back to decide what to do about her. I couldn't just leave her, that would be rude and unthinkable, besides what if seh told someone about what she'd seen? And I couldn't kill her either. Nic and I had to have blood to survive, but we had made a pact to nevre kill unless we were attacked first and that was the only way to get out alive. So what was I to do with her?
I was still pacing around the clearing when Nic strode in looking so very full of himself, I was sure that his hunt had gone very well. Completly opposite of mine just like everything else. Sometimes I couldn't believe all his good luck.

As I made my way into the clearing, I could immediately tell that my brother was agitated, and that he blocked something with his body, but at this angle I couldn't be sure what it was. Knowing full well what the answer was, I calledout softly to my brother.
"Something the matter Wil?"
Rolling his eyes lightly, Wil replied, "You have no idea. How was your hunt?"
"It went well enough I suppose, and yours?"
"If you would cross the clearing I will show you how it went."
I started slowly across thinking all the way that there was no way this could be as bad as he was making it out to be. Wil was a worrier, he always had been, but it had gotten worse after our conversion. He was always worrying about being discovered or killing someone. I could understand worrying, but he took it too far.
I crossed the clearing, and as I reached my brother I saw what he had been hiding. And what I saw blew me away. Laid out on the ground behind Wil was the most devestatingly beautiful girl I had ever seen. And she was just that, a girl not yet 20 years old. Even though she was beautiful, she wasn't beautiful in a traditional sense. She looked to be about 17 years old with dark brown hair that was almost black. Lying there I could only see that her hair was short, only to here chin, and with a slight wave to it that showed its thickness without causing her hair to be unruly in anyway. She was short about 7 or 8 inches shorter than my 5' 9", and curvy instead of the traditional fashoin of being a wisp of skin and bones. Although I could not see her eyes in her state of unconsiousness, I imagined them to be a deep brown or blue to go with her porcelain complexion. As she laid there looking dead, I saw the thick crescent of black lashes against her cheeks. She looked like an angel even in death, and as the realization that she must be dead hit me I felt and unesplained stab of pain in the region of my heart. How could I have finally found her, my angel, my perfect match, and have her be dead? I didn't need to know her to know that she would have been it for me, my one true other half.
In the seconds it took me to make this realization, I was up and turning on my brother with preternatural speed. "You," I cried! "How could you have done this? What of our pact? Does it mean nothing to you if you want something enough?" I was enraged! We had promised no death, and now when I finally had the one to make me complete, she had been wiped out by my own twin! My flesh and blood! I backed William up agains a tree while he tried to say something, but I was beyond hearing. Finally as I calmed just enought o slow down, he threw me across the clearing.
"You idiot! You bloody idiot! She isn't dead just unconscious. and what business do you have being so angry over some stranger's death? Its not as though she's you lifemate, and even if she was... I'll say it again she is not dead. I mearely knocked her unconsciousl so that I could decide what to do with her."
Though it took a minute for this information to sink in, when it did I froze in shock. "She's not dead?" I rushed to her side immediately, gathering her into my arms. While I held her I realized that she was slight, weighing no more han 100 pounds, and I wondered how long she had been out here in the woods.
"So if you didn't kill her Wil, what happened?"
"She saw me."
I was shocked. "What? But thats not possible."
Looking confused and worried, he replied slowly. "I thought the same, but she did. She was so sure she heard something that she stepped forward to look fo rme, and as she did I had turned to run toa new place in the trees around this clearing and she saw me."
I still didn't understand, how could she have seen him. With our powers and our skill, no one should have been able to see either of us.
I was still contemplating this when he got in my face. "Personally," he whispered, "I think she's crazy."
I was outraged on her behalf, "what makes you say that?" I said my voice tense with supressed anger.
"She kept going on about seeing orange, I'm wearing black from head to toe. So we have two questions that need answering. Why did she need orange? and What do we do with her?"
"Well, there is no way to answer the first question and as for the second, we have her join us."
Stuttering for words, he slowly formed his reply. "Are you mad? Because no way will any mortal join us. Eve