Chapter TWO
Lucielle was 19 years old to other people, but really she was over 1,000 years old, its just that no one knew. She has moved from country to country, state to state, has had over thousands of names but still hasn't had the urge to do anything proactive with her life. She has gone through school many times and knows pretty much everything about everything....except one thing...aaaaand that would be love. She's had flings, one night stands, orgys, you name it. But she has never experienced love. Ah, that four letter word which she despises so, she had thought she experienced it before hand when she was young and dumb...but that was just pure manipulation since he was also the first person she told her secret to. So she has this idea that love is a horrible thing that is not needed in her life, just a waste of time! Although she hates love between people she does not hate animals, oh yes, she loves them so much she would die for them.
Lucielle wakes up on a sunny day bright and early ready for the long hours to come. She groggily gets up from her king sized bed and heads to her bathroom "uughhhhh i wish i could sleep in...stupid immortal body" the female groans while she turns on the blistering hot water. Taking off her clothes to reveal a scarred back and burns on her arms and legs. where she had been living in the medieval times as being her species would've been considered witch craft. That part of her had always been dismissed to the back of her mind since she had already dealt with it years ago, she stared at her curved body in the mirror. It had always been full of curves being gifted with very wide hips and a small waist, stood at 5'11 and had naturally long deep auburn hair. A beautiful colour most people would die for to have...but since she was a supernatural being watching over this domain..she could become anything, anyone, and nothing whenever she needed to. As she stepped into the shower the boiling hot water hit her back she sighed and thought to herself 'i wonder when Aunt Mel will wake up..'. Then was torn from her thoughts as she heard a knock from the downstairs front door. Since no one else was awake she quickly got dressed and went down putting her now damp hair in a messy bun.
Opening the door after she read the stove top's clock 5:37 am she was greeted with a tall lean man with dark fluffy mouse coloured hair with platinum streaks going here and there through it, he smiled at her and said in a deep husky and velvet like voice that was sweet to the ears in every way possible "hello Lucielle I would like to thank you for cleaning my wounds and taking care of me, I am indebted to you and shall be where ever you need me. My name is Damien Van Fossen." he finished with a curt bow. Lucielle was dumbfounded and had no idea what he was talking about, she then looked over him once more mentally slapping herself as she noticed the white tail with few brown streaks and his sharp canines. "You're the fox that i saved aren't you?" groaning as she let him inside. He smirked towards her charismatically as he stepped inside "Why yes, how splendid of you to notice." he leaned towards her looking down towards her damp hair "Did you just take a shower?" She looked up at him cause for once someone towered over her and she scoffed ignoring the fact that he was really handsome "Well aren't you very perceptive." she said with awe at how hes in human like form. She led him to the living room to sit on the couch with every intention to learn about him since shes never encountered someone quite like him before. At that moment Aunt Mel walked into the room shocked that there was a man in here sitting across from Lucielle. "Uhm sweety..?" she asked cautiously.