Ring. Goes my iPhone from a private number. I know exactly who it is and I answer without hesitation. "Hey Randall. It's been...awhile. What do you got for me?"

Today is my 'me' day. My Netflix binge and snacking is set to pause. I lay back on my couch in a relaxed posture, leg crossed over the other as I await Randall's response.

Randall is an acquaintance of mine that I do exclusive work for for a great amount of cash. By exclusive I mean by being sent on missions to retrieve specific objects from various planets.

The missions were easy to me because I am a vampire. I have superhuman strength and speed. Nothing could stop me. Not even the sun.

Only the lack of human blood can.

Kidding.

The sun will definitely roast me.

I got turned when I was 25 years old back in 1922 by an old boyfriend of mine who was unfortunately killed in the summer of 1925. I eventually got my revenge on everyone involved, so I'm not complaining. My heart mended long ago.

I've dated a few men here and there but none of them stuck. And thankfully, none of them found out about my nature of being a vampire. I was always extremely cautious.

Yes, aliens, vampires and even werewolves exist. But it's all kept secret because if the whole world knew about the supernatural, there would be utter chaos.

But when it comes to aliens, I am glad that they have normal limbs and are not some freaky looking creatures from your average alien movies. And the majority of them even speak English too.

So, how did I meet Randall? Long story short, I posted on Craigslist that I was looking for a side job for extra cash because I like to keep myself busy. Randall found me. He was straight up with me, telling me he is educated on the supernatural. He interviewed me to see if I am what he was looking for. I never questioned him though. Like his mysterious wealth and what he needs these objects for. I just did my tasks and received my money willy nilly.

Does he know I'm a vampire? Of course he does. He wouldn't just send a young, petite female like me on these sorts of missions. He needed someone tough who can get the tasks done quickly and efficiently.

My bank account is nowhere near empty, but Randall's missions do grant me extra spending money for my extravagant solo vacations. Also, visiting other planets for these missions is exciting since I've been alive for almost 100 years and have traveled around the world over and over.

But speaking of missions, I haven't done many. Only three so far. Two on Xandar and one on Sakaar. I've even made a couple of friends from my missions.

It has been maybe 6 months since my last one, so I was excited to receive a call from Randall.

"Hello Alyssa," Randall starts firmly, "I need you to go to a planet called Morag to get something for me. It's an orb. The planet is abandoned so it should be a piece of cake for you."

"Alright no biggie. How much?"

"$10k."

"That's it?" My grip tightens on my phone. I got $18k on my last mission.

Is he going broke?

"Do you want it or not? Like I said, it's an abandoned planet. Easy mission."

I sigh. "Fine I'll do it. When and where do I meet you?"

"I'll text you the details."

I was immediately sent to Planet Morag the day after Randall's phone call. I made sure to re-up on human blood, so I found a random guy in an alley and drained him of his blood. Then, I stole a couple of blood bags from the nearest hospital for safe keeping during my mission.

Randall wasn't kidding when he said Morag is abandoned. It is even too dim to navigate without my flashlight. The gravel underneath my boots are rough and all that surrounds me are large rocks, destroyed monuments and temples.

Though, the pink and yellow hues in the sky are absolutely stunning. The rat-sized creatures hissing and squealing at me in the shadows were not.

5 minutes go by of navigating on my feet and now I am farther away from my mini spacecraft. There are no threats amongst me. The darkness is the only thing keeping me company, but it didn't frighten me.

Much to my surprise, I suddenly hear a mix of voices from afar, but I couldn't get a grasp on what they're saying. "Wow Randall, you liar." I say aloud to myself. "Abandoned, my ass." I'm assuming it's a bunch of randoms hanging out since this planet is known to be abandoned. I decide to mind my own business and continue following my handheld navigation device to the orb.

A loud thud disrupts my attention, shortly followed by multiple shots being fired. "What the hell?" Instead of minding my own business again, I run towards the violence, hoping it doesn't concern the orb I am looking for.

Once I reach the source of the ruckus, a large, red spacecraft flies over me at a quick speed and a group of Sakaaran soldiers are huddled on the ground attempting to pull themselves together. I'm somewhat familiar with Sakaaran soldiers after visiting the planet Sakaar over a year ago.

A man catches my eye that obviously isn't Sakaaran. His skin color is a smooth shade of chocolate brown, with piercing blue eyes and mechanical parts attached to him like a cyborg. He also isn't hiding his aggravation.

"What the hell is going on? Who are you guys?" I ask, brows furrowed. The Sakaarans are now on their feet and they dash to their necrocraft and disappear in the distance towards the direction of the red ship.

"We work for Master Ronan. Who are you? What is your business here?" The cyborg asks, one Sakaaran stands beside him.

"My name is Alyssa. I'm here for an orb."

"Too bad, terran. The thief has taken it." I hate the tone he uses when he says terran. It almost sounds like an insult. Being an inhabitant from earth isn't that bad. I love my home planet.

"Wait, so you're after the orb too? And that other person?" I point my thumb behind me, referring to the escapee. I didn't catch his or her face.

"Yes. Now my master will find another way to retrieve it. Leave now." He turns his back to me towards the necrocraft. But before him and his fellow Sakaaran can take another step, I halt them and caught their attention again.

"Take me to your Master then." I meant business. This Ronan guy seems like a big deal if he has a posse getting this orb for him. I need to negotiate with him. The cyborg narrows his eyes at me as if I am crazy. "What?" I snap, arms folded over my chest.

"You will achieve nothing, terran. Ronan the Accuser is not the benevolent type."

"Good to know. I've dealt with worse people in my many years of living. Just take me to him." My face hardens. "Please." I add in an impolite tone.

He sneers. "Fine. We will not wait if you fall behind."

"I won't." I snicker, vampire dashing back to my spacecraft.

A/N: I hope you guys like that my OC is a vampire! Vampires have always been so cool to me ;) Also, I have so many insane ideas in my head for it! Like Ronan learning about Alyssa being a vampire and how they go from there, etc etc.

To my OG readers: Yes, I deleted 'Unexpected Life'. BUT the later chapters from it will be added to this later on. I will just be editing them quite a bit so that everything flows with Alyssa's vampire nature because I adored Alyssa and Ronan's relationship in Unexpected Life.

If you have any questions, feel free to message me.

xoxo.