Author's Note: Hello everyone. Here is the revised Prologue of the old title 'Who I Am'.

I hope I have more luck this time around with this story, & that I will finally finish it. Haha.

Enjoy.

I also don't own anything except the OC/s.

Prologue

To belong is to be part of something, to fit perfect. But I didn't. I never have in this crazy world of supposed religion.

God, his child Jesus talked about love and compassion towards man. Yet, it seemed to go astray in this place. My cousin, Steve Newlin, was the leader of this church The Fellowship of the Sun. But it – he is rather a joke. I believe his belief come from hate brought out by the death of his father, my uncle. Yet, again my uncle was just about as bad as Steve.

The way I look at this Human vs. Vampire issue as anyone with a clear mind would. Gay and lesbians have rights just like those that are black. Yes it has taken time and still there are troubles, but they have come far in so many years. It would be the same for Vampires. I say embrace it, not fear it.

"Fay!" called Steve, bringing me from my deep thoughts once more.

"Yes?" I called from the balcony in the chapel.

"What are you doin'?" he called from the ground floor.

I looked down at him, as I wish I could every moment I had to face him. But sadly being seventeen - just about eighteen - and five foot six really sucked. Yet it didn't stop me from thinking about squishing him with my foot.

"Oh just the usual; thinkin' and a prayin'" I replied with a fake sweet smile.

Steve's smile beamed sickeningly. "You are a fine daughter of our lord."

'Gag me with a spoon' I thought holding back from rolling my eyes. He is too over the top sometimes.

"Sarah's been looking for you" he said heading towards the basement. "You better run off and see what she wants."

I nodded getting to my feet. "Before I go, I was wonderin'…what's down in the basement? Just out of curiosity."

Steve seemed to turn around like someone just poked him in the ribs. "Nothing that concerns you Fay" was his automatic words.

Whatever it was had to be new. In the last few days Steve has been moving around on egg shells. I know I shouldn't pry into the matter, but I couldn't help but want to know. Walking down the stairs to the floor I looked over in the direction of the door to the basement before heading out. I guess I would have to wait a while before going down there and at night. It was the only time I knew no one would be around.

"There you are!" came Sarah's relieved – though fake – voice as I just stepped out of the building. "I've been lookin' everywhere for you! Come now, you have to be heading home" she smiled brightly.

Oh yeah, I forgot – more like attempt to forget – they run my life. It's been that way since day one. Everyone runs my life. My parents, Steve and Sarah, even the big meat head Gabe. I am capable of running my own life; they all just think they can do it better.

As soon as I get home my mother will greet me before sending me to my room to do my homework. When that is done she will inform me of taking a shower and cleaning up before my father gets home and for dinner. From there I will have my father question me about my day, and then tell me what I should have really done. Then – finally – when it came time they will both tell me to be off to bed. An hour later both of them will check on me, like clockwork and tell me to sleep if I don't fake to be.

My mornings ran similar. My mother gets me up, tells me to shower, dress, do my hair and then have breakfast before rushing me out the door for school. After school I am a little freer, with Sarah picking me up and taking me to the Fellowship. There I 'pray' and be a good Christian who will soon join the churches cause. Yeah right.

My name is Fay O'Neil and I am stuck in the one place that can only be called Hell.

TBC...