~Time Skip, a few weeks later~
Continuation of Silas's POV:
"It took us long enough but we finally got everything set," Lyle told me. He handed me a glass of blood then and bowed slightly. "I hope the ball is to your liking, brother." Charles adjusted his bow tie and looked agitated to be in the suit I persuaded him to wear tonight. Milo was standing with Lyle and us. Of course Sylar still hadn't showed up to the ball, he was still stuck on not attending. He really didn't find them enjoyable. Instead he said something about making Colsin play a game with him.
"Are you sure Sylar isn't coming?" Charles asked in disappointment. "Who's going to be with me when you have to make your speech?"
Continuation of Charles' POV: I squirmed and felt the glass of blood quickly slip out my hand and make a huge noise as it hit the floor. Milo widened his eyes and grabbed my hand. "Let him go," he said with a snarl, exposing his fangs at the person holding me from behind. I saw a few people pausing out of the corner of my eyes, looking towards us and I could smell Silas coming our way as his shoes clicked on the floor rather quickly. "No, it's fine," the voice purred softly, masculine. I felt my cheek get kissed then as a sweet scent washed over me... luring me towards the person holding me. I held back a moan as I calmed down a little. Who's got me in his arms? I tried to turn my head then. Why does he smell so good? He let me turn to him and purred as he wrapped his arms around my waist, watching me with a loving look in his eyes.
Continuation of Charles' POV: My mate blushed and then looked at his feet, shuffling them a little. I frowned as I watched his master walk away. I don't like him... The lights in the room blinked suddenly and a bolt of lightening struck through them. My mate widened his eyes in slight fear, looking towards it with a yelp as he jumped. "W-what was that?" He asked, trembling a little. I looked around in shock and bit my bottom lip, thinking about going back to Silas. Silas was already coming for me, walking up and wrapping me up in his arms. I purred and leaned against his chest, feeling safer already. He purred to me comfortingly and kissed my cheek then glanced Pierre over, watching him trembling before he reached out and pulled Pierre to him. "You're a fledgling, aren't you? I can
Lyle's POV:"-With the appearance of your fledgling, we've deemed you unworthy of taking care of a fledgling. Your fledgling will be taken from you along with anymore you might have turned. You'll be arrested tonight while we observe your whole nature and household. Afterwards when we've stripped you of your fledglings, we'll carry out your punishment by tearing out your fangs. You'll be then forced to live with either someone of relations, us, or your previous maker. You'll be treated as a fledgling who needs to be reminded of our laws and customs. Those of which do not require taking weaponry made by hunters and carving it into your fledgling. After five years if you're not deemed to be a maker we'll have a witch or wizard take away your venom. Any questions?" I asked. I had the poor lad's maker pinned to the ground by force with the help of Aurelio's magic. He had agr
Silas's POV: I walked Esther back into the ballroom after locking that maker up, getting the door for her as she walked in. "Take care brother," she purred to me, giving me a wink. "I've heard from some girls that they'd love to meet you. I'd suggest dancing. You'll want to find someone eventually, so get out there Silas. You're not married. You're not even dating or flirting with anyone." She smirked and disappeared into the crowd, leaving me with a frown. Get out there? If I wanted to be out there, I'd be out there. I sighed and walked in, looking around before I headed for the blood table and picked myself up some, sipping on it. I wish Sylar was in here.... He refused to come. I looked at the blood and then took another sip. Too bad... I guess I might have to dance with girls. If he really cared, he would've came. I glanced around the room then, seeing a few girls w
~Time Skip~ Continuation of Silas' POV: I sighed softly as I started to undress in my bedroom, the night over. Everyone was on their way home, leaving us to go to sleep before the sun would come up in an hour. I pulled off my suit and sat it down on the bed then began to pull my tie off then began to unbutton my shirt. The night had been a success.... Everyone enjoyed it... and the arrest from earlier had been a good reminder to the makers to be extra kind to their fledglings. I smiled as I thought about how happy Charles had looked dancing with Pierre and then sat down on my bed, leaving my shirt unbuttoned on my shoulders as I leaned over and started to take my shoes off. My entire family looked extremely happy.... All except Sylar who didn't even come to the ball. I smiled and the
Dmitri's POV:I looked towards the egg as it was hatching with wide eyes, biting my lower lip as my sister hugged me, holding me down. I had tried to pick the egg up so many times already and she kept scolding me, telling me not to mess with it because I might hurt it. My eggy~ Excitement coursed through me as I tapped my fingers against my legs, counting the seconds as I heard my dragon working it's way out to me. Would it love me? Would it recognize me? What if I left it alone too long at the mansion?! I watched as one claw managed to get through it's egg shell for the first time, cracking it with it's sharp talon. I gasped and widened my eyes, a purr escaping me as I rushed forward but she yanked me back, making me sit. I heard it starting to cry a little and suddenly sneezed. Black smoke flew out of the hole as it's talon drew back inside. I whimpered and looked towards Eva. "Lemme go," I complained and then pulled away, ru
Continuation of Dmitri's POV:I felt something tugging on my hair, waking me from my slumber. I could feel it was just dusk out. I heard a small growl and a hungry cry from my baby dragon. I groaned and opened my eyes, looking towards him then slowly sat up. He crawled around to get in front of me then started for my feet and attacked them. I yelped and got up quickly. "Alright, alright!" I told him and then frowned, heading for the closet. "Let me get some clothes," I told him and then went in, getting some sweatpants and a t-shirt that they had put in there. I got dressed and then walked back out to my dragon, getting close so he could jump up on me. He jumped onto me, clinging to my clothes before climbing up onto my shoulder. He gave me a mad look, probably for my disappearance. I smiled at him innocently. "Let's go get you some food."I quickly took him down to the kitchen and sat him on the counter, getting the bottle back and then heated him up some milk and beg
Continuation of Dmitri's POV:When I reached the kitchen, Sylar was already waiting for us."Alright, let's see how to do this," I whispered. Toma jumped onto one of the counters and started to sniff around it, going for a sugar jar."Okay, the best way to do it is in a pot together," he told me and got out a bottle of milk for me, handing it over as he went to our herb cabinet. He started to look around in it for something. "Let's see.... It's in here somewhere...." I watched him then looked at Toma, snatching him back up before he could get into the sugar. He growled in anger and spit a ball of fire towards my shirt. I yelped and patted it out quickly and held him tightly, trying not to run off this time."The best thing to do is to also make sure you're the dominate one." Sylar told me. "Don't run off when he's mad at you and make sure to let him know you're upset at him." He pulled out a jar of a herb then. "This stuff is from the dragon realm. It's been hand
The plot thickens as Kingsley Void becomes a king on the council, sparking interest in Lyle's history. Silas Rosario, the shunned brother- the long time embarrassment of the family, has stepped up to be the leader of the family, following the ideas of his father and his adoptive brother. Will he be able to manage it? Or will he relapse into his old self now that he doesn't have the pressure to be good looming over his head? Laurence enters the fray from his humble padded room in his insane asylum, earning the attention of Insanity's Demon: Calix. Becoming Silas's new fledgling, he now is faced with constantly knowing everything, the past, present and future, and he is faced with fending off his ravenous demon from trying to get him killed so he can own his soul. A sneak peek...
A reference to look back to instead of looking through the chapters for these small and/or unnoticeable details as well as not mentioned- yet. Extra info may be put in comments as well as your opinion of the characters. ~ Aurelio Vorhaus:Wizard, purple eyes, dark chocolate hair, odd sense of fashion. He lives with Kingsley Void and is a friend of his as well as a friend with benefits. He doesn't have a romantic interest for Kingsley but will jump into bed with him from time to time. He was the one who delivered the letter to Lyle as well as retrieved him from the Nero castle to ensure his safe trip to K.V.'s castle. On the way to the castle he jokingly explains to Milo how there was no god or the devil- instead there was a system of the void and reincarnation. Ironically his friend's last name is Void. Maybe that's why he i
~Time Skip~Continuation of Everest's POV:Dr. Forest took me back out to the bedroom, keeping her face blank. She hadn't said a word since she started to test me, not letting on the results at all as she looked at everything carefully, studying it then restudying it. I bit my bottom lip as I felt my stomach knotting up in worry, hoping she wasn't harboring bad news for us. She's never been this silent! Neal was standing by the window, drooling over the wolves that were howling outside. He looked at me and gave a smile. "Hey, what's the news?" He asked and shut the window so he'd be fully aware of what was going on in the room instead of the woods. I frowned a little. He better not be looking at those shewolf tails! I hissed at him then, getting suspicious. "What? They're hunting witho
End of JuneEverest's POV: I sighed softly as I brushed my long hair out, tired of constantly having tangles in it. Honestly, being a girl is hard work, and damn it, periods suck. I glanced towards the bathroom door I had shut, having just got out of the shower after waking up before Neal. My whole body was sore.... One month and I feel like I haven't been leaving my room with Neal for years.... I blushed and pulled the towel that was wrapped around my chest closer then bit my bottom lip. So far... I haven't had any success. Dr. Willow Forest has been checking in on me lately too, trying to help me out by giving me better painkillers and supplying me with all these supposedly good pregnancy tests. She makes me check twice every time I do it, making me do it once a week at least. She said something about it might come out too weak to pick up the first
Continuation of Sylar's POV: I heard small footsteps coming towards my bedroom hesitantly after a few hours and then a soft knock at my door. I sat up quickly. "Come in," I begged. Colsin walked and bit his bottom lip as he shut the door behind him. I gave him a pleased smile. "It's about time! I thought you were going to get something to eat, not stay away from me for a couple of hours." He frowned a little then walked over to the couch, sitting down. "Well I went hunting," he told me and then played with the new shirt he was wearing. "I had to help mom clean my kill too." "Well I decided you can be on my bed if you want to." I told him. "It would be unfair of me not to let you." He looked towards me in slight confusion but nodded before he got up and walked over hesitantly before
Silas's POV: I heard the door to the bedroom next to mine shut. I frowned and sat up. Charles? I got to my feet and walked to his room quickly, going in. "Charles!" I hissed and walked up to his bed where he had collapsed. "What the hell were you thinking going drinking out?!" "Well," he hiccupped. "It all started when Dmitri suggested buying me a drink." He flipped over and looked at me in a daze. I growled then. Great, I've got an alcoholic fledgling. "No more drinking till you're 21," I told him. "What?" He asked. "You can't stop me from drinking! You're not my mom or dad." "I'm your maker," I told him and growled. "You'll listen to me. I don't want you drink
Sylar's POV: The growl got a little louder and I felt the thing crawling up the bed till it was laying between us then heard a small whine and felt something lick my face. I opened my eyes slowly and looked at the wolf before relaxing, recognizing it. "Hey, whatcha doing Colsin?" I asked and rubbed his head. "Silas is going to be upset with you." "Colsin?" I heard Silas ask sleepily. "Oh... he's fine," he mumbled then moved away from us, passing back out. Colsin looked towards him and laid his ears back suspiciously before he looked at me and gave a possessive growl and moved closer to me. I widened my eyes and moved away from him, not liking that growl at all. He perked his ears up and then wagged his tail as he watched me. I crawled out of the bed and started for the bathroom. He followed me quickly, his nails
Silas's POV: Lyle walked up to me and sat down in front of my desk, looking at the stack of work I was going through. "Alright, here's what is going to happen." Lyle purred. "You've got to take care of the whole incident on what happened at the ball with Pierre's maker. The council will be here later tonight. Milo and I are heading out and going to see Aurelio. So if you need any help you'll have to give me a call." Lyle crossed his legs, still sitting with a strong position in the chair like he owned the room instead of me. I looked at him and frowned slightly. Did he just come in here and order me? I sighed and sat back in my seat, letting it go. "Fine, whatever," I told him. "Go have fun.... I'll get the pictures from Everest later." "Don't snap an attitude with
Continuation of Toma's POV:Dmitri started to stir as the sun went down, groaning before he sat up and rubbed at his eyes. He looked towards me where I had been napping then smiled. "Hey," he whispered then got to his feet, walking to the closet. He shut the door behind him and I heard him moving around in there. I watched him. Good, he's getting dressed for me in something new. He came out wearing those rags again, a white t-shirt with black pants and a black hoodie. He slipped some shoes on then went into the bathroom before he came out, his hair brushed neatly. He walked up to the device then picked it up, messaging someone. "Alright... he should be coming here soon...." He slipped it into his back pocket then picked up a leather wallet and put it in another pocket. I tackled him quickly, climbing up his body and looked at the pocket of his hoodie before slipping into