• I don't have time to summarize everthing that has happened so far. But for those of you who don't know I'll tell you the short, short version.

    I, Raine, am a deamon and daughter of Satan. I'm now living on Earth in a human body for the time being. My caretaker, Leon, is a vampire who thinks I'm his beloved. And to top it all off, as I was following Leon to a club I was attacked by a very strong deamon. Thank Hades, I have lived to tell the tale.

    Now, here I am sitting in the living room of my penthouse drinking hot cocoa in my Van Helsing pjs, waiting for Leon to stop drinking long enough to tell me what's going on.

    He set down his mug and held up his hands to stop me from saying anything, "I know you have alot of questions-"

    I cut him off, "You bet I do."

    He narrowed his eyes at me before continuing, "But I want to explain something first."

    Placing my drink on the coffee table I hugged a pillow to me, "Alright, start explaining."

    He took in a long breath before saying, "Your father hired me to watch over you-"

    "Yes I know that already," I said in an exasperated tone.

    "Do you want me to explain or not?" he asked. I closed my mouth and made hand motions like I was zipping my mouth shut, locking it and throwing away the key. Satisfied he continued, "Your father thinks that Lucien, this very powerful deamon who once ruled Hell, is alive and wanting his thrown back. And after what happened tonight, I believe him." He took a sip of his drink, blood I'm guessing, then said, "Your Dad aslo thinks that Lucien is going to try to kill you to get to your Dad."

    "That sounds more like my Dad. Would give up anything for his Thrown," I mumbled. "I was actually surprised he hired you to watch after me."

    Leon made a face and said, "Well, after I over heard some people saying what he thought was going to happen I kind of asked him if I could watch after you..."

    I threw my pillow at him but with his vamp powers he easily caught it in one hand. "You a-hole!" I shouted. "You made me believe my father actually cared." Then I flopped back on the couch muttering, "But that was really sweet.."

    He looked at me with his mouth crooked up in a smile for the longest time and finally announced, "I think we should get away from here for awhile. They probably had some one follow us and know where you are."

    "Where did you have in mind?" I asked.

    He leaned forward with that oh-so-sexy smile of his and said, "Ever been to Paris?"



    We took a plane to New York then a jet to Paris. It took us nine hours to get here and I was exhausted, not to mention nauseous from the turbulance we had in the jet.

    Leon called a taxi and we drove to what turned out to be his parents house. Yeah get this, his whole family lives here! He's like really close to them I guess.

    After getting all our stuff in the house Leon went to find a bus schedule saying he wanted to show me some of the sights. Which I'll admit was really nice. While he was doing that I went and got a bowl of the frosted flakes we brought along with us then I took a shower.

    I went through practically my whole suit case trying to find the perfect skirt to wear to go sight seeing. I mean why do I care what Leon sees me in?
    I had jus gotten the skirt on when Leon walked in saying, "I found a bus that will take us-" He stopped in the doorway looking me up and down.

    Blushing I quickly turned around and grabbing a towel to cover my chest I shouted, "Ever heard of knocking?!"

    I could still feel his gaze on me as he said in a husky voice, "Ever heard of closing the door?"

    I spun around ready to give him a peice of my mind and found his face inches from mine. I couldn't stop my self from gazing into those dark pools of silver he called eyes or staring at that delicious mouth of his.

    He suddenly pulled me to him, kissing me. His tongue delved into my mouth and I parted my lips trying to taste even more of him. It was like I could feel not only my own pleasure from the kiss but his as well. And when he sucked and nipped on my bottom lip I coulnd't stop the moan that slipped from my lips.

    "Leon, dear, did you find that bus schedule?" came a young womans voice in the doorway.

    Leon quickly pulled away from me and I would have toppled over if he hadn't grabbed me, holding me against him. He cleared his throat, "Yes, Mother. It's down stairs on the kitchen counter."

    I looked over his shoulder and saw a woman, about early twenties, with golden hair and green eyes smiling at me. "Hello, I don't believe we've met. I'm Marry-Anne." She held out her hand.

    I reached around him trying to keep the towel over my chest, "I'm Raine."

    Holy crap, this lady was Leon's mom?! Whoa.



    To Be Continued...
    I know it wasn't as actiony as the others but bear with me. =) And please comment.
    (At bottom: A picture of Leon's mother, Mary-Anne)