Neferet's Return

Chapter 1

I walked into the Music Room with a smile on my face and a wet cough escaping my mouth. Mr. Abbey always could cheer me up, even with this killer headache that I had. I was sick of everything going on today. Maybe it was the stress... Maybe something more. And I know that I was getting terribly ill.
I turned off my iPod and grabbed my guitar case. The people around me were talking. About me? Maybe. I already heard Nicole Webbers in fourth period tell her evil minions, Stacey and Jessica, that I should t have even come to school today. That I was better off at home, dying. That put the cherry on top of my amazing school day sundae.
I sighed and released yet another cough. When I opened my eyes and wiped my mouth with my sleeve, I caught Ethan staring at me. Yes, that's right. Ethan Perry. I had always liked him and I always wondered if he linked me. So here I was, coughing my guts out with this nice guy just smiling and walking over to me. Wait, what?! Walking over?
I tried to keep cool but every single one of my instincts told me to run. Run home and never come back

"You are my salvation..." The voice in my head said, "Stay... You'll need to see this."

I always did what that voice said. I never questioned it. Who would, anyway? Yeah, I'm just going to sit here and talk to myself.
"Well..?" Ethan said, now sitting next to me.
"I'm sorry, what?" I looked over at his easy smile and kind, blue eyes.
"Are you dying?" He started laughing and I just looked at him.
"It's... It's just a cold." I can't believe he was making fun of me!
"That's okay," he laughed once more and then gave me a quick once-over, staring briefly at my chest and hips, "This outfit on you is just... Phenomenal." I blushed deep red. What the hell was I supposed to say to that.
"T-thanks." Thanks?! That's it?!?!

'Seduce him... Make him feel wanted' the overly sweet voice said to me.

I obeyed, "I mean... Thank you very much for coming over." I winked at him and bit my lip, smiling. He took a deep breath and let it out, "Come with me." He said.
Okay, so here's the deal. Me and Ethan had had a thing for a while. He always looked at my body, always texted me, and we had gone out for a while. Is it weird that I have a crush on my ex? Anyway, I was following him. He rounded the corner to the soundproof rooms in the Music Room. We entered the one I always practiced singing in.
"What are we doing in here?" I asked.
He just smiled and locked the door. I blushed, which only intensified once his lips collided with mine. His hands inched up my shirt and held my hips.
I pulled away, "No.." I don't know why I said that, "I need to..." I coughed and covered it just in time. I just kept on coughing, his hands still on my hips and I walked out of the room and to the bathroom. On my way out, I almost walked past the dead guy. I whirled around and looked at him as he smiled.
"I didn't know it'd be this easy." He had tattoos all along his forehead, which crept down in a spiral-like pattern, down to his cheekbones.
"Uh... Sorry.. Who are y-" I had to cough again.

He opened his palm for a second, like there was something he was supposed to be remembering but all there was on his hand was an intricate spiral. Well, crap! He was a Tracker!
"I think you know what I'm about to do so please. Don't run off. This is actually a good day..." He trailed off and then went full Tracker.
"Vanessa Clase! Night has chosen thee; thy death will be thy birth. Night calls to thee; hearken to Her sweet voice. Your destiny awaits you at the House Of Night!" He pointed at me and before I went down, I saw Ethan there, staring at me in the hall. Crap crap crap!
I fell to the floor and blacked out.

"Vanessa? God dammit wake the hell up? Are you dead?" Some guy was crying over me, which was extremely new. Why does my head hurt so much? It felt like I spent to much time staring at the lights in Mr. Abbey's Music Room. My eyes opened due to a wet cough and I saw my ex-boyfriend, Ethan looking at me. Uh, ew? I pushed away from him and got up, feeling extremely dizzy. Like that time I went out with Ethan and we got drunk. God, he's such a bad influence. I put my hand up to my forehead, but my hands were to hot. I started to pull them away when I heard Her voice.

'Keep your hands there. Hide the disgrace on your forehead.'

I did as the voice told me and ran into the bathroom. There was one girl in there and she smiled when she saw me. It was Karen. She spoke right as I took my hand away from my forehead.
"Oh, hey Vanes-" her jaw dropped and tears started pouring down her face. "Don't kill me!" She screamed. Ugh... Really? Why would I want to kill her?

"Karen, what the hell?" I asked, giving no fucks at all.

She turned me around so I could see in the mirror. In the center of my forehead, there was a sapphire crescent. It was red all around it, like how a new tattoo would look. My jaw dropped, too. When I saw it, memories washed over me like a dam breaking. The Tracker was nowhere around when I came to, so where did he go? Meanwhile, Karen was crying even more.

"Please don't hurt me!" She ran out of the bathroom and I sighed. Great... She's probably already told five people that I had turned into a monster.

Okay here's the deal. About two years ago, there was this huge disastrous Vampyre war. I don't know any names but these fledgling vamps imprisoned another Vamp, a full fledged (hehe fledged) one, in the earth somewhere. Somewhere in Oklahoma. Word got around quickly. There was a bird guy involved and stuff but I have no idea what really happened. Now, people think all the vampyres are on the Dark Side.

A stall opened in the bathroom and a guy dressed in all black exited.
"Hey buddy, this is a ladies..." My voice trailed off when I looked at the familiar tattoos on his face. It was the Tracker. Want a ride or not? I'm Erik Night."