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"Get that crate back in there," I ordered, pointing towards a door. "That werecat is not supposed to be sold tonight! She still has to survive a fight," I told them, narrowing my eyes before I started for my office. I was the leader of this particular outpost of the Vampire Resistance... but the real leader... he was secret. Not many knew who he was except people like me. I knew, but I'd never tell. I swore on secrecy. I went into my office and shut the door, locking it behind me before I went to my desk and sat down, grabbing my phone and called my assistant. "Get me that human I like up here, and make it quick, okay?" I told her then hung up before I propped my feet up on the desk, noticing a letter on the edge of it. I frowned and grabbed it, opening it up as I waited.
Dmitri,
Jason's POV: The vampire suddenly went limp and got silent, his head rolling back onto the dirt as he went unconscious. His silvery white hair fell into his face as his eyes closed over his light blue, sea like eyes. I pulled out my phone to call my sister Primrose. She picked up after the third ring. "Jason, how are you?" She purred into the phone. "Send the car?" "Yeah, send the car. I'm fine. I found an interesting guy though. I'm taking him home with me and burning the rest of the place to the ground. Zachary and Xzander are okay. Ready a cell." I looked down at the guy and started to go through his pockets. I found his wallet on him and inside was his ID. Apparently his name was Dmitri Mikhailov.... Upon further searching, I found a few things that told me he was the leader of this outpost of the resistance. Just
Contination of Jason's POV: I woke up to the sound of faint screams from Dmitri, one of my siblings beating me to it before I could even get up. I got to my feet and rushed down stairs to find them, not even thinking about how under dressed I was. I found Primrose circling Dmitri as he was chained up, hanging from the ceiling by his wrists. She smirked and whipped him again, watching as he shrieked. Blood was dripping down the many wounds on his body and I could see sweat beading up on his forehead and falling down his body. She had stripped him out of his shirt for this to get at his skin better.... He grimaced and then squeezed his eyes shut as she got him again with it, biting back another scream of pain. She laughed cruelly at him and then curled the whip up. "Not going to scream? Hmm? I think I have something better for you then," she told him then walked over towa
Continuation of Jason's POV: Dmitri eventually slowed down, the pain getting to him before he collapsed and whimpered. I ran up to his body and placed a foot on his stomach. "Running away so soon?" I asked. He looked up towards me weakly and whimpered, the hope dying in his eyes. His face looked flushed and he didn't look so good, the exhaustion working on him along with the pain. I reached down and picked him up, throwing him over my shoulder and started to carry him back. "No," he whimpered and then kicked me lightly. "Please.... I don't want to go back.... Damn it. Put me down." "You don't have a choice," I hissed. "You're coming back." "Put me down," he insisted and then gripped my shirt. "I hate you. I hate you so much. Fate
Continuation of Jason's POV: I suddenly heard a gunshot go off then, and he crumbled to the ground at my feet. "Jason!" Primrose ran up with a worried look on her face. "Did he hurt you?" "I'm okay," I said quickly. I wasn't sure how much she saw..... I felt a blush forming on my face and I stepped away from him quickly. She raised an eyebrow then looked down at him. "He's too much trouble to keep... and too much trouble to set free," she muttered, kicking him over onto his back. He was bleeding out in his stomach, his face twisted up in excruciating pain. She tsked and then leveled the gun to his heart, about to pull the trigger. I tackled her quickly on instinct and knocked the gun out of her hand. She widened her eyes and looked at me in shock. "Jason!" I sat up on her quickly.
Continuation of Jason's POV:I looked back towards the bed. He looked like he was trying to fall asleep, sprawled out on the bed with the blanket just barely coming up to his chin now as he laid there, snuggled up to a pillow. He looked sort of innocent again, and it hit me just how handsome he really was. I dropped the pair of shoes and walked up towards him slowly and started to lock the chains to the bed first. He stirred slightly, giving a whine as he shrunk from the noise. He instinctively pulled his hands closer towards his chest as he curled up, clutching the pillow. I finished getting it chained to the bed then grabbed one of his wrists and dragged it away from his chest. He growled then and started to struggle before he opened his eyes and then freaked out as he saw what I was doing. He snarled and exposed his fangs, trying to get away from me.
Continuation of Jason's POV: I woke up the next night to Primrose poking my cheek. "Hey, I got you something to drink. Wake up. We got a new prisoner, but it's a chick leader this time, says her name is Eva. I thought I'd inform you about her. We've decided to not torture her too bad. She's scared and is telling us a few things, but she insists she doesn't know who the main leader is. I think she said she knew Dmitri though." I looked up towards my sister and parted from the body pillow. "Well let's take Dmitri to her and see what happens," I suggested and crawled out of the bed and started for the door. She handed me a bottle of blood and led me to Dmitri's room, getting the door for us before she walked up to his bed and started to unchain him from the headboard. Dmitri stirred and looked up at her sleepily before h
Continuation of Jason's POV: Xzander was in my study already, looking over a few maps as he glanced at our list of places to hit and then sighed softly, putting a red pin on a coordinate. He glanced my way as I walked in and smiled. "Hey," he said and then returned his attention to the maps. "Lyle sure does have a interesting informant. I wish I could get my hands on his informant..." I told him and trailed as I pulled out my phone and texted a maid to take a bottle of blood to Dmitri's room. I sat down at my desk and started to go through the stack of paper on it. "Don't we all wish to know where Lyle gets all his info from," he muttered and then put another pin on the map. "He
Continuation of Jason's POV: ***Mature Feature Below! If you're squirmish about touchy touchy situations Skip this & pick up at the bold text "Only to make you hungrier." I arched my back instinctively. He purred and then began to scrap his fangs against my neck till he found my sensitive spot and began to give me another love bite, his hands trailing down my arms. I squirmed under him and felt my heart race from his love bite. He gripped my wrists then and suddenly I heard the chains rattle as they enclosed around my wrists. He purred and then ran his hands down my sides, kissing my collarbone as he inched his face down further on my body. I gasped and tugged on the chains. I don't have the key on me! I started to panic and tried to sit up under him. He growled slightly and pushed me back down, p
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