Lyle's POV:
"Lyle~" Everest grabbed my arm and purred in my ear in front of the ladies. "Dance with me," he said and then started for my hand, not even asking as he practically stole it from one of the girls.
"O-okay," I pulled him towards the dance floor. "I'll dance with you, brother. Only one dance though, the ladies are waiting."
"Hmm, the ladies huh? They aren't that cute," he said, glancing towards them as they groaned in irritation. "Milo is way better than most of them.... He smells better too." He smiled and then stopped when we reached the floor, pulling me into his arms with his hand in the small of my back to lead me. "Besides, we both know that you're gay."
"I know but the ladies still want their danc
Continuation of Lyle's POV: I eventually came across a door far away from the ballroom where his blood was scented the strongest. She had bit him... and stolen him from me. I could hear a small whimper from in the room, coming from him then my sister's soft purr. "Shh, calm down, you don't have to drink so much like that.... You'll get sick," she mumbled, probably feeding him her blood after draining him. I felt a growl growing in my throat. "Esther," I hissed her way as I stopped in the door frame. She glanced my way and then widened her eyes slightly from where she had Milo's head laying in her lap, feeding her blood to him from her wrist. I could tell from the way his body was laying limp that she had used her powers on him to paralyze him momentarily. "That's. My. Fledgling." I
Continuation of Lyle's POV: "I was adopted." I whispered softly, still paranoid at taking the chance of telling him out loud. Milo's eyes widened a little and he looked at me thoughtfully, staying quiet for a few minutes before he crawled over and hugged me. "How come the others don't know about it? I mean... you probably couldn't have been king if they did know though," he whispered quietly to me, sitting in my lap as he looked at me with a slight frown. "Is that why Silas acts so mean to you?" "Yeah, if the others find out then he would be given the crown and I wouldn't even be crowned a prince. You know how Silas is, imagine him as king. That's why my parents made sure no one would find out and I could be able to rule instead of him. They were murdered by hunters though a few yea
Continuation of Lyle's POV: "The sun is still up but we've arrived, it'll be down in a few minutes. Wake up sleeping vampires. I encourage you put on these cloaks we fished out of your bags." I heard Aurelio tell us as he moved around on the bed, grabbing my tired attention. I heard Milo groan a little and he rolled away from me a little, taking the blanket with him before he got quiet, probably still passed out. I fluttered my eyes open, feeling the dread of being awake before dusk hit me. Aurelio threw a cloak at me and then one towards Milo. "I mean it, put them on." He looked us over. I slipped mine on then slipped Milo's on and scooped him up into my arms. "Sure you have enough strength for that?" He teased. "I do," I hissed. Milo seemed to sense me and moved closer to me in my arms, sighing softly before he smil
Continuation of Lyle's POV: After a few minutes of silence, the doors to the nightroom opened. "Good Evening," I heard Aurelio say as he stayed in the doorway. His hair was messy like he had a hard time crawling out of bed for this. He had changed into something more comfortable as well, a purple dress shirt, red suspenders, a floral designed tight pants, black socks, and slides. "I was instructed to take you to see Mr. K.V." He relaxed at his own melting words and placed a hand on his hip while holding his arm up to strike a gay look. Milo looked towards him and smiled sweetly, getting to his feet. "Mkay," he said cutely and bounced up to him, abandoning me. I followed Milo over to Aurelio. "You look tired," I told him. "It's not
Continuation of Lyle's POV: We reached a door where Aurelio cracked it open slowly before opening it to show a sleeping fifteen year old girl in the bed. I caught her scent quickly, finding it to be rare and something I never smelled before. "She's a mixture of human and polar bear. She can transform at will into one. She's quite spectacular." Kingsley told us in a hushed voice. Milo's eyes widened a little at that and he peeked inside, looking at her. "Whoa..." he whispered. "She's a werebear...." "She's our gift to you," Kingsley said softly. "Thank you," I whispered. Milo smiled and seemed to be relaxing as he watched her, seeming to lose his jealousy at seeing the situation.
Silas's POV:I rubbed Stormy's back as we sat in the living room, watching this movie she wanted to see. I just went along with it.... It's not like I was paying attention to the movie. I had other things to think about... like how I was going to get Lyle off the throne and myself on it. I can't stand living by his ideals, and I was the one supposed to be on the throne. He stole my birthright from me... and he kicked our sister out of the castle too over that damned fledgling of his. She looked towards me then and leaned in, giving me a soft kiss. "Someone seems upset." I looked towards her and smirked."What makes you say that?" I purred to her, returning my attention to my princess. I ran my fingers through her pretty silky hair then. "I thought I was doing a good job of looking like I was paying attention."
Continuation of Silas' POV: Sylar buckled up then rested his feet on the dash. I looked towards him and smirked, exposing my fangs his way. "Feet off the dash brother." He whined and crossed his feet, rolling the window down and turned up the radio higher. I frowned as I noticed he didn't bother to take his feet down. I hit the brakes as we approached the gates and then turned to him, waiting for them to open. "Sylar," I hissed softly then leaned in, biting into his neck as punishment. Not listening to me today, are we? He yelped and threw his feet into the floor quickly, shoving my chest back to try to get me off him. I purred, not budging an inch before I dug my fangs in a little deeper, enjoying the taste of his blood. He groaned and shrunk against me in pain. "Silas," he whined. I loosened up on his neck and then pulled my fangs o
Continuation of Silas's POV: I woke up with a small headache, laying on top of someone between their legs. I frowned and groaned a little, squirming before I tensed up and felt it was a guy. This isn't Stormy! Crap! They feel almost naked too! I opened my eyes and quickly glanced down, seeing the male was still in boxers and I was in all my clothes. Okay... nothing happened. I relaxed and looked towards the boy's face, tensing up when I saw it was Sylar, my brother. CRAP! I slept all over him! This won't look good. He groaned and shoved me off, stretching out and knocking the pillows off the bed along with the blankets. I yelped and then frowned, sitting up. At least I'm out of that awkward position. I got to my feet and started walking for the door. I need to go find Stormy. I walked out and started for my bedroom, not taking long to get in there before I walked in. "S
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