She had always been a night owl, her mother used to tell her stories about how she would sleep all day and stay up all night as a child. It was revealed at a doctors appointment when she was about two human years that her skin was very sensitive to sun and the reason for her reversed sleep schedule was simply that her body tried to protect itself from the sun. That was also the last visit she ever had with a doctor, they had started to notice how different she was to other children. Her pointy ears that were really sensitive, her aging process was very different and so on and her mother was a very paranoid woman. She'd never let her precious daughter fall to any sort of harm.

Ana is an elf, or rather half elf. Her mother was 100% human and so was her two half-siblings but her father was an elf. She had never met him and her mother refused to talk about him, she wouldn't even tell her his name. Of course Ana had been very angry at her mother for keeping her heritage and family away from her but with age comes wisdome and the girl soon realised that she was better off without her father. Her mother had all the answers anyways, her mother taught her everything that was known about elves. How Ana could block out the extra noise that her sensitive ears picked up on and how she would hide her strength from her peers so she could continue playing with the rest of the children. Now Ana realised of course how wrong it was of her to hide who she was, why should she hide when she should be proud of who she was. But then again with age comes wisdom and she understood why she couldn't show who she was to society. It didn't help that the 1930's wasn't a very good time to be different in, she's seen people being killed for less than being a little different.

Being an elf had many advantages, the extra speed and strength being some of them but the biggest one has to be the immortality. She would never grow old and die, she'd stay looking 23 years old for the rest of her life. Now that didn't mean that she couldn't be killed, she could die all the same ways as humans except for sickness and old age. That detail made Ana a bit anxious growing up, that she could be so easily hurt and she hated feeling defenseless so she started training in different martial arts. Without telling someone of course, she as a woman couldn't be seen kicking men and such things.

Ana met her now bestest friend Spike an unnaturally cold january night in New York, her mother and remaining family had been dead for some time. Her mother had died of sickness and her brothers in the war, leaving Ana all alone. She had stopped aging some years back and had only found out about vampires and demon some odd months back. She'd met a particularly chatty vampire cleaning up after himself in a alley and in exchange for not killing him on the spot he gave her the information about her now reality. Anyways back to meeting Spike.

The pair, Spike and Drusilla had been walking together down a street giggling to themselves like schoolgirls after a nice satisfying dinner when they stumbled into the young elf. Now Drusilla had instantly sensed that the girl was different and if Drusilla was interested then Spike was interested too. At this point in her life Ana was still very shy.

"Look, my sweet. A lonely doe walking a lonely path. She can't see the rainbow anymore and the moon has stopped singing its song" Drusilla had crooned at her fellow vampire looking with wide eyes at the younger girl. The dark-haired vampire was accompanied by a bleach blonde man with a deep scar on his left eyebrow who was confidenty leaning on a nearby wall.

"Hmm, look at that, pet. What's your name?" The male vampire asked smirking down at the cowering girl. Both the vampires had british accents and Ana would be lying if she said that she would mind listening to his voice all day.

"A-Ana" Ana stuttered out uncertain of what was happening. Despite all of her training she knew that she had no chance against the pair.

"Try that again, without the stuttering this time, will you?" He more or less demanded.

"Ana" The girl more confidently stated with a small amount of anger in her widened eyes.

"How pretty" Drusilla giggled. "It's a fairytale name, will you dance with me sweet girl?"

"Dance?" She asked with disbelief laced in her voice.

"Yes, dance" Drusilla repeated with a dazed look in her eyes.

"O-okay" The small amount of courage blew out of her like air out of a balloon.

Drusilla released her hold on Spike's arm and slowly took a hold of Ana's leading her a few meters away from her lover.

"We mustn't let him see" The vampire whispered waving a dainty finger in Ana's face. With a quick glance back Ana saw that Spike had turned his back to them but every now and then the man looked at them over his shoulder. Drusilla did no such thing.

Slowly relaxing Ana put her hand on the other female's shoulder and the other on her waist and slowly the two started swaying in the moonlight to a song no one but Drusilla could hear. With each step Ana could feel herself enjoying the dance and the slowly growing friendship.

AN: I couldn't resist, I had to make a Btvs fanfiction! Still haven't decided if I want to make it a Spike fanfiction or just make it so they have a really strong close friendship. Hope you enjoyed the prologue!