Lucian ~ Intro Scene [his POV]

[Luna]

It was most likely fate that drew me to the park that night – whether it was the normal, old-fashioned kind, or whether it was connected to the soulmate principle was something I would never know. I did know that I found myself quietly lurking in the shadows, watching the people that came and went, trying to find something to entertain me. It’d been too long since I messed with anyone.
She entered slowly, shivering, pulling her heavy coat tighter around her. She was an undeniably attractive girl – her body was covered by heavy , but she had a pretty face nonetheless; long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, bright green eyes that flashed in the flickering light.
She shook her hair free, then sat quietly on the bench, resting her chin on her hands. She had the posture of someone who was waiting – but also the posture of someone sad. I watched more intently now, curious – and a voice echoed from across the park.
“Sis.” I turned to look, seeing a girl somewhat similar to her – but somehow, also very different. They had the same hair and eyes, but they didn’t look like sisters. Perhaps adoption was involved. “It’s quite unhealthy to be so close to the woods all by yourself,” she continued. “But I’m here now.”
The first girl looked up, and I was surprised – almost shocked – to see a small smirk on her face. You didn’t meet many girls who actually smirked. “Going to protect me from the demons and forces of darkness, are you?” she said sarcastically, then slipped to her feet. “Where’s your friend?”
“That’s the thing,” the other girl said. “I have to find the one who saved me. When I was kidnapped by those witches.”
“That mysterious vampire who rescued you?” She frowned. “Dawn, he probably had his own purposes for doing it. You can't trust the creatures around here - especially vampires.”
A typical, narrow-minded human – not that I exactly blamed her for it. Besides, I had never met a vampire that lacked an ulterior motive, either. On the other hand, at least I had a name for the second girl now. Dawn. It was a pretty name, but I wasn’t really interested. I was interested in the first, and I wasn’t sure why. I took interest in girls a lot – not that it usually ended well for them – but she didn’t seem like my type. She was too much of an average, frightened human girl… but I found myself really wanting to know her name.
“Sorina,” Dawn said, and I almost snapped my fingers in victory, before realizing they would be attuned enough to hear me. “Sis, I know he had a purpose, and I plan to find out what it is. I feel like I have a connection to him. I know I can trust him!”
I scoffed softly. The vamp, whoever it was, would most likely prove Sorina right in the end. You couldn’t trust anyone, much less someone you didn’t know.
“You don’t know, anything,” Sorina said, a little sharply, voicing my almost exact thoughts. “And neither do I, except that anything who's not human is a freak and should not be associated with in any way.”
I had to laugh at that – and plus, I was bored now. Time to play around a little.
“We’re all freaks, hmm?” I murmured, keeping my voice taunting and whimsical, but also a little cold. It’d frighten them well enough. I kept to the shadows; it would freak them out much more that way.
Sure enough, Sorina jumped, then looked all around her – strange, since she seemed like the type smart enough to know what actions had no purpose. “Dawn…” she said, slowly and quietly. “Would this, ah… be your vampire connection?”
I smacked my forehead with my fist. Why did everyone always mistake me for a vampire? Was I really that similar to them? I slipped soundlessly behind her and spoke again, keeping my voice calm and cold - but I also couldn’t help the annoyance that leaked through. “Vampire? I hate vampires, stupid girl.”
I slipped quietly to the side again, then grinned and decided to emerge. I kept my gaze focused carefully on Sorina – her sister was of little significance to me – who looked absolutely terrified. Good, so she did have some brains.
After a long silence and time of studying me, she said softly, “You’re a werewolf.”
Okay, maybe not.
I found a wall and leaned casually against it, crossing my arms. “About time,” I muttered.
More footsteps caught my attention, and I turned to see a tall witch girl stride into the clearing, practically glowing with power. She looked pissed… that was terrific. “Back off, werewolf,” she snapped, causing me to raise an eyebrow at her. “They’re mine.”
I was about to make some quip about the use of the word “mine”, but she was already turning to the two girls. “Darling,” she said, getting an eye roll out of me, “You must be Dawn – and her sister, Sorina. My friend has told me so much about you.” She turned back to me. “Now you, werewolf, must leave – now – before my sister decides to show up. Or I turn you into a turnip.”
Sorina blinked, her expression clearing as she recovered from the shock. The poor girl probably wasn’t used to events that differed from the normal… not that I felt sorry for her. “And you must be Angel,” she said softly.
I simply sat on a nearby bench, crossed my legs, and gave the witch – Angel - my trademark smirk. “Oh, good, we all know each other,” I said calmly. “And by the way, Angel – ” I gave her name a cold, mocking twist – “If you think I take orders from anyone, much less a witch girl, you're sadly mistaken.”
“Who are you?” Sorina demanded abruptly, commanding my attention again. She seemed to have a talent for that – which made no sense whatsoever. She was the opposite of what I would usually be drawn towards… but she had also hit a deeper question than she knew, one that had secretly been haunting me for most of my life now. Letting none of my thoughts shine in my eyes, I smirked and leaned back furthur – definitely the only relaxed one at this stimulating little meeting. “My name is Lucian,” I told her calmly.
“That’s not my question,” she snapped, and I had to raise an eyebrow. Maybe she really was smart. It was getting increasingly difficult to decide. “Who are you? And… what do you want?” She backed up slowly, her eyes flicking back and forth, clearly searching for some sort of weapon.
Her fear amused me. "If I was going to kill you, human girl, you would have been dead the second you heard my voice,” I told her. It wasn’t a lie, but it didn’t seem to soothe her much – not that it mattered. “As for who I am, that's something not even I can answer yet.” The second those words left my lips, I blinked in shock. I hadn’t meant to say them at all – hadn’t meant to show any kind of vulnerability. This girl’s strange effect on me was strange at first, but now it was beginning to border on eerie.
The witch girl, Angel, smirked, but it didn’t look as shocking – or, somehow, as good – on her as it did on Sorina. “Well, you can figure it out later. Let’s go, girls. I’ll take you to Aunt Maggie’s, and we can talk there without this… whatever-you-ma-call-it.”
I snorted softly at the childishness as Sorina nodded quietly. “With pleasure,” she said softly. “This place creeps me out.” She tossed me a quick glance and seemed to get caught up in my gaze; she stared quietly at me for a moment, and I openly stared back – but my casual stare quickly turned serious, and slightly captivated. It wasn’t the typical, helpless-girl-falling-for-me look. There was something else in there – fear, mainly, which was to be expected, but also confusion, a form of sadness, and maybe even a little desperation. I raised an eyebrow, intrigued now.
After a few more moments, she shivered a little and looked away, pulling her coat tighter; the moment was lost, marked up to imagination, on her part as well as mine, I was sure. “Let’s just… get out of here,” she murmured.
I immediately assumed my usual routine; a taunting smirk played at my lips, but I kept my crystal blue eyes light and deadly serious. “Whatever,” I said casually, mainly addressing the witch, who I found myself not liking the slightest bit. “See you around, girls.” I said it lightly, but put a heavy threat behind the words; then, with a quick, cheerful wave, I turned and blended into the shadows again.
This town might be way more fun than I thought.