Chapter 2- Lilly

How had this happened I wondered as I stared at the her bedroom wall. I'd gone from a happy kid preparing for college to a vampire! But How? I hadn't even been bitten, it was just apparently something to do with genes and my dad, a guy I knew nothing about and had never met! Mum knew but would she tell? No! She was too busy wrapped up in her own things to realise what this was doing to us. Groaning I put my head in my hands and contemplated the situation. I was a slayer. That was a statement that up until a few months ago I'd been pretty sure of, We'd go patrolling ,Rosie and I, saving the world from the big bad beasties and then I became one of them. Me and Rosie have drifted apart as well. As sisters we'd been pretty tight. It was me who had taught Rosie how to slay, I'd been there when my little sis dusted her first vamp. Of course Rosie had some serious powers going on, she could do some serious magic that mum didn't even know about along with the whole dead ghost powers and when it came to demons she was crazy! She could sense vampire from miles away and within seconds of being around one she could work out how old it was and it's name. She was pretty hot on demons too, sensing when one was nearby but when it came to fighting I had always been queen...

Rosie could only do basic fighting whereas I was amazing, flooring beasts in seconds and vamps..well they were just walking dust with me around. But now now I've become one of the millions of them. We hadn't patrolled in weeks and Rosie was avoiding it as much as possible. For gods sake she'd tried to stake me today, well no that was a lie, she'd tried to scare me and it had worked pretty well. Here I was sitting in my room shaking after Rosie's personal vendetta of knitting needles and the human dart board. What had happened to the two girls in pigtails who had played slayers, the joke where one of us would run around the garden playing vampires and slayer but now the joke was on me. Rosie had become the slayer and I was the evil vampire, scared of sunlight and anything holy.

After a several hours of being trapped in my depressing thoughts I decided it was time to do some thing productive. A thin shaft of amber light that hit the wall told me it was sunset and my official time of he day. As I headed downstairs I ran into Rosie who was just heading out and judging by her backpack she was going on patrol. She shoved past me with an angry expression on her face. 'Rosie wait!' I called out to her as she headed for the door. 'Why should I?' Rosie snarled back. 'Because I'm your sister' I replied

'Your a demon!'

'Why can't you except it's not my fault?'

'Because it is'

'How?'

'You were my sister...you taught me right from wrong...I am like this because of you and now even you are a lie'

'B..u.u.u-'

'But nothing, look I have to leave and kill the evil in this world, kinda a shame when one is standing next to me!' and with that she left me standing wounded in the hallway, replaying the conversation in my head over and over and over again...