Continuation of Lyle's POV:
I eventually found Esther wandering the hallways, humming softly. She stopped when she saw me then smiled.
"Oh hey there," she said sweetly and walked up. "Had enough of them already? How's your cheek?" She looked towards it in worry, gently touching it. "Let me heal it for you, my sweet big brother," she mumbled, her touch numbing the slight pain in my cheek and jaw and I felt her healing powers working on me to fix what Jason did to me.
"I wish the dinner went better than it was planned. Where's Milo?" I asked her curiously. "Everyone is meeting in the ball room in a hour." She smiled and rubbed my cheek as she finished.
"Well, he used the restroom, but he didn't want to go back to the table, so I decided I'd let him eat in the safety of the night room. He almost didn't accept the blood I got for him," she told me. "He's eating though, so I think that's good enough."
"I should made him stay in my study all night i
Continuation of Lyle's POV: Everest was already in the ball room, giving Emily a dance as he seemed to be carrying on a pleasant conversation with her as the musicians played. Primrose was dancing with Silas, but they both didn't seem to be happy with it. Esther looked towards me and walked up with a sweet smile. "Is he asleep or something?" She asked me softly, taking my hand as she started to pull me towards the dance floor, not taking no for an answer as she didn't even ask. I started to lead her into a dance. "He passed out. You know little fledglings can't stay up full nights." I told her with a small laugh. She laughed and nodded. "That's true. I'll just have to get my dances from him when he's older," she purred to me and followed me in the dance. "You know... you should get his first official dance as his maker. It'd be cute." "Well I could have had his first lesson but someone stole that from me," I sighe
Continuation of Lyle's POV:I woke up this time before Milo, feeling him laying on top of me. He must've moved sometime during the day to be on my chest.... I smirked and moved him off of me, making sure not to wake him then got to my feet and headed to my bathroom. I took a bath this morning, deciding I could afford the private time away from my fledgling. The water felt nice, which was something I avoided to make sure I kept my eyes on Milo as much as possible. When I finished with my shower I changed into some more casual clothes since it would just me a calm night. I walked back out to Milo to check on him. He had curled up to my pillow, snuggling up to it rather cutely. It looked like he was still sleeping, but it wasn't deep sleeping. I walked over to the nightstand and grabbed the phone off of it, texting one of the maids to deliver two bottles of blood to my room
Continuation of Lyle's POV: About halfway through the movie three butlers came in with our food, sitting it out on the coffee table for us with our drinks and two extra bottles of blood. "I hope you don't mind but I thought you also might want some blood afterwards," the butler explained. "Enjoy your meal." They bowed before leaving us in peace. "That was thoughtful of him," I purred and grabbed my bowl of spaghetti and started to eat, moaning at the combination of garlic they threw in for us. Most vampires actually liked garlic. That was just a myth we created when humans were killing monsters back in the day. It was our only way to hide and survive. Creating myths so that humans would be less suspicious of us. Too bad the sun was a huge problem for vampires. He smiled and picked up his bowl, starting to eat it happily as he scooped
Continuation of Lyle's POV: After a few minutes, I found Silas walking down the hall with a book in his hands, headed in the direction of his room from the library. He sighed as he turned the page, skimming it. "Who cares about ants that much?" He growled softly. "Just because they fought each other on your piles of wood and you sat and watched them fight doesn't mean you need to write about it." I walked up to him and slammed the cake straight into his face, licking a bit off my finger as it got on me. "Sorry, I was dared." He gasped and dropped the book in his hands, looking at the cake all over him then at me before he exposed his fangs. "Lyle!" He hissed and went for me. "I'm going to get you! You bastard!" I laughed and stepped back from him.
Silas's POV: I sighed as I felt the sun going down and got to my feet. I hadn't been able to sleep well during the day today.... I ran my fingers through my hair and walked over towards my closet. It's high time that I went out to clear my head up. I think I'll hit up a nightclub and have some fun.... I smirked at the idea of sinking my fangs into some helpless human tonight then grabbed my street clothes I never really let my brothers see, a pair of purple and black suspenders, a black long sleeve button up shirt, my jeans, and my Black Butler belt I had gotten a few months ago. Yeah, I watch anime... just not around anyone else. It's my secret.... I stripped, dropping my pajamas on the floor before I put the clothes on then grabbed my converse and a pair of black socks that ended just below my ankles. After I was dressed, I went into the bathroom then brushed my short
Continuation of Silas' POV:"T-tonight?" She asked me. "What's the turning like?""You'll want to be in a comfortable area where we can be alone while you turn," I whispered to her, looking her in the eyes. "Let's hurry up to the castle before we lose time to get you situated. We won't want to do it while the sun is coming up." I purred and then kissed her again before I got out of her seat and then into mine, starting to drive us quickly in the direction of my home."Castle? Did you just say castle? You live in a castle?" She asked me quickly. "I expected you'd have a nice place but you live in a castle? What are you a prince?" I laughed dryly at that. I'd be KING if it wasn't for that bastard Lyle."Yes, I am a prince," I told
Continuation of Silas's POV:I felt the sun going down as I had managed to get a little shut eye between Stormy's transformation and night, and I opened my eyes slowly, looking towards my fledgling before I kissed her cheek and sat up. Another night.... Stormy was still sleeping next to me, her features had changed a little but her bright natural red hair was a little longer. Her nails were even an inch long, having grown through the process. Stormy was a natural red head with blue eyes but her eyes were shut right now due to her sleeping. Sometimes eyes will change colors though after the transformation. Her eyes might open to a totally different color. On my nightstand was a little note, as if the maids had came in while we were sleeping. I could see the text from where I was sitting.With there being t
Continuation of Milo's POV: As we approached the night room I could hear Sylar shouting at the TV. I frowned and pulled away from his neck, looking towards the door as we neared it then curled up closer to him. Oh no... there are people in there. "What in the hell is he shouting about?" I heard Silas growl from behind us, sending a shiver down my spine and made me tremble slightly. NO! It's him.... I glanced over Lyle's shoulder towards Silas, seeing him holding a red headed girl by her waist. He looked a little irritated too tonight.... "I don't know," Lyle told him and sat me down quickly. "So is this your new fledgling?" Lyle asked and looked towards her, holding out his hand. "I'm King Lyle Rosario." She looked him over and wrapped her arm around Silas's neck and gave Lyle a 'fu
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