Fan Fiction ❯ A Cat's, Wolf's and a Vampire's Hidden Story ❯ Mysteries Go Unnumbered Sometimes ( Chapter 1 )

A Cat's, Wolves' and a Vampire's Hidden Story

((a/n: Hello Fictionpress.com readers! This is my first original story, and I am very proud of it. ^-^ All the characters are my own so do NOT take them with out asking. Do NOT take them if you ask and I do not consent. As of this moment I am not sure of the coupling.. Whether be Dris and Rose, or Mysterious Character and Rose… I must say that character is quite lovely, but you don't know that yet, now do you… Oops, you haven't even started reading the story yet… Eeeep! I gave away part of the story… Don't let that stop you from reading though. ^-^ Wait there is one more thing. I do have a story on fanfiction.net that I made. Lol. I am advertising for that story, cuz I need people to read it. If you are interested in reading it look for Madnessismygift as writer's name or for story name look for Weird Vampire Play. It is a Harry Potter fanfic. So yeah…. Any way enough of me babbling and read the story!!! XD))

Chapter one: Mysteries Go Unnumbered Sometimes.

Rating: As of 10-10-04 it is rated PG-13 but that maybe changed later on.

Leather boots with metal toes echoed through the halls as she approached the classroom. Her eyes were gold with a touch of violence hidden with in them. Blood red lips full with a mysterious smirk, along with her pale skin that had a touch of honey added to the look that she had been painted. She also was the new meat at Forest Grove High.

The students in room seven hundred thirteen were not the worst students on campus, they did their homework, got good grades, and even was quite when asked. All of them were, accept a student that sat in the back of the room surrounded in mystery. Her eyes where two different colors, with the right one green and the other sky blue. The school uniform that she forces herself to put on every day seemed to be darker on her than all of the other uniforms. The top was a white dress shirt that had a small navy blue vest over it, serving no porpoise. The evil matching skirt was also navy blue with a layer of white cloth under it that showed. Hers seem to be closer to back though, unlike all of the other conformists. That student that heard the clicking of boots far before the owner of them had entered the room. Rose Dewborne was that students name.

The words Lamia Lupi appeared on the white board as the owner of the name had written it. Beneath it was the work that they were being assigned to do.

"Hello," came a voice formed by blood lips. "I am the new teacher at this school." The words came out slow, precise and with an accent that could only came from someplace dark and foreign. "If you have any questions that have any relevance to this class the feel free to ask them." She paused and her golden eyes flashed to the back of the room to meat green and blue. "However, if you do not, then bite your tongue." Rose smiled up at Ms. Lupi, with her eyes mirroring the violence that she held.

A hand shyly rose up from some where within the mass of kids, as a voice to match it followed with, "Ms. Lupi, I was wandering. When is the assignment due?" Sarah Newport was like Pandora reincarnated. She had to know what was in the box, and had to check to make sure what she was being told was true. Angry eyes found her, and she sank into her chair.

"It is due when you finish it, which will be at the end of this period." Lupi had to look at the student raster to get the name. "Ms. Newport, I find that question irrelevant." Her golden eyes flashed to the rest of the class. "Know this, all assignments are due the day that they are assigned unless told other wise." She had also managed to glare at the entire class as she spoke. With a huff and a puff, Ms. Lupi sat at her desk quietly for the rest of the class. Casually looking up from her book to glare at any one that dared to look up to her, which manly was Rose.

When the bell finally rang, it had echoed through the room, making them all jump. Every student, except one, looked up at Ms. Lupi for a dismissal. She nodded and every one packed up and left. Rose made sure that she would be that last one out, only too great the new teacher personally.

"Ah, Rose Dewborne, a question this early in the term, not a good thing. Now is it?" Lamia said standing to look down upon her student.

Rose scoffed and smirked at the teacher. "Your Tansalvanion accent is interesting, Ms. Lupi." She said her name slowly making a hidden point, that was all too apparent to Lamia. "It is interesting how you are from Transalvania yet your name is Latin." Lamia just smirked in response.

Rose started to leave the room, but being her she had to say the last word. "Oh and by the way Ms. Lupi," she said at the doorway. " Your, what? Forty or fifty? `Cause your wrinkles are showing. Cao." Plastered across her lips was a sadistic smile.

When the footsteps faded Lamia got her compact out of her bag and realized that her glamour was still in place. She smiled misgiviously thinking to her self thoughts that no human could possibly comprehend. It was going to be an amusing year at Forest Grove High.

***

Sarah Newport was walking home from a friend's house when night fell. Her rout home was a path through the forest that rested in the middle of the town. It consisted of trees with faces and branches with hands. The trees wrestled above her head, the wind blowing yet not reaching for her.

"Sarah…." Came a voice some where just off the path. The voice belonged to her mother.

"Mom? What are you doing out here?" She laughed nervously walking towards the voice.

"Sarah… Help. I got my dress caught." The voice answered back. A figure had a dress caught in one of the hands. "Can you help me?" It was said in almost a whisper.

Sarah walked closer to her mother's voice but it seemed with every step she took, the further it was. After five steps in Sarah saw the circle of candles that entrapped her. She was standing on a design that she recognized, from the Ancient Egypt lessons she was taught in sixth grade. The name or the meaning of it escaped her. Looking at it and getting frustrated about not knowing what it was, was the last thing she did.

"How could this have happened." Sarah's mother asked. "That is what we are trying to find out." The detective said before he asked, "Did you know any one that wanted to harm your daughter?" "No officer! She was an A, B student and she didn't get involved with any shady characters." Mrs. Newport burst into tears with her husband trying to comfort her. "Officer how did she die?"

What Detective Jasper told the family was what the school was told.

"You mean to tell me that some one ate her tongue?" Rose laughed in the questioning rooms at the police station. "Well I guess Pandora's curiosity forgot to kill that cat and chose Pandora her self." She leaned back in the chair.

"Pandora?" Jasper asked looking at her with suspicious sky blue eyes. Rose looked up into those eyes mirroring them in feeling.

"It is what I called her. She always had to know what was in the box and open it to make sure she was being told the truth." As she answered his life was unfolding with in his eyes. Rose saw flashes of memories, smells, sounds and tastes. Jasper blinked a few times but dismissed what he was remembering and continued with his questioning.

"When was the last time you saw her?" Rose shifted her self to her business personality. "Yesterday, at school." He looked at her but accepted her answer as the truth. Jasper dismissed her and another student entered.

***

When Rose got home she was bombarded with questions by her family, also the family that Pandora had belonged to. It was not exactly a blood related family, them being a pack of wolves and all. Yet again Rose was an outcast, being a cat in a wolf pack.

She told them all that she knew which lead them to believe that a new pack was trying to take over. Dris Mandin, head of the pack, came out from behind his pack. She bowed be for him, being the lesser in this relationship.

"We need to know more about this new teacher of yours. She might be one of them." A hidden order in a harmless statement. "I will gather more information on this matter, M'Lord." She stood up, nodded and started to leave, even though she had just gotten there. Dris grabbed her wrist in a soft but dominating grip. "Be careful." Rose nodded again and left with a hopeful leader, hoping for things he that had yet to ask.

A cat with a green eye and a blue one stalked down the streets, black fur blending in with the darkness of the night beating upon the leaves of the trees. All Rose needed to do was get Lamia to look into her eyes and get a peek at her memories. Nothing could be simpler, only one problem was that she was being watched by some one new in town. The newbe had seen the cat and decided to take her home, needing a companion of some sort and all. She felt the heat of his gaze and the feel of his warm hands picking her up. After that she didn't remember a thing.

((a/n: Not half bad if I do say so my self. ^-^ hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it. I will update soon. The next chapter is being written and is mostly done so no worries. Love and Kisses for you all. Later ^-^))