Continuation of Lyle's POV:
Silas weakly got up, a blank look in his eyes as he slowly shuffled towards the desk and then opened the drawer inside, pulling out our father's will then sat it down on the desk. "Lyle," he mumbled, waving me over to read it over with him. "Let's... let's get this over," he whispered, looking broken inside. I looked towards him and shook my head. I looked towards him and slowly got to my feet, starting for the door. There's no way I'll be in the same room as him while he reads it. "Lyle," he whimpered out, looking towards me. "Please, Lyle.... We need to do this. Dad told us to," he said and started to cry. "I can't do this without you. Please, you're my brother Lyle." I sniffled and walked back, sitting down in front of the desk and hid in the comfort of my cloak. He looked towards me and then wiped at his tears as he quickly start
Continuation of Lyle's POV:I heard a shriek in the middle of the night from on the other side of the castle, sounding like one of the maids. My eyes opened and I was in bed, the bed I shared with Silas. Was it a dream? No it was too real for it not to be a dream. I really did get attacked by the servants and my blood altered. There really was a scream that woke me up from my nap. I got to my feet quickly and looked around then started for where I heard the shriek. What if it was the Nero family coming for the others!? I finally found a maid pinned up against the wall by a shadowy figure, the smell of her blood heavy in the air like she was being drained. Monster! I tackled the shadowed figure quickly to save the maid, pinning the figure on the ground. I heard a sudden familiar growl but it was more vicious than what I've heard from him before. Silas glared up a
Ten years later... (Picking back up from what happened in Chapter Sixty One.) Lyle's POV: I fluttered my eyes open as my head pounded. There was a sharp pain in the back of my head. What happened? Did I lose consciousness? I was leaned up against a wall, my legs about to give out from under me, straining to keep me up. I felt a little panicked as I looked around the room, finding a pile of ashes on the ground. Milo! Where's Milo? I caught my brother Sylar running into the room with a gun in his hands and ran up to me. His breathing was heavy. "Lyle! Are you okay?" "Where's Milo?" I asked quickly. His eyes flicked before mine could. I looked around, spotting a hole in the wall leading to the outside. Milo! I caught my balance quickly and starte
Continuation of Lyle's POV: I woke up to the sound of the door opening and quietly shutting. The heels of a maid clicked on the floor as she walked towards the bathroom, making Milo stir beside me. He sat up a little, groaning a little tiredly as he was woken up by it. I opened my eyes slowly and watched Milo carefully. He seemed to be watching her from beside me, keeping the covers around him as she walked into the bathroom and collected his clothes. She walked out and then paused as she saw Milo watching her then smiled. "I see you're awake master Milo," she said sweetly to him then walked up to the bed and sat down another bottle of blood, clearing away the two empty ones. "Master Lyle asked for me to bring you more blood before dawn. I hope you find it to your likes." She smiled and I felt Milo relax beside me before he purred at her.
Continuation of Sylar's POV:I walked into his bathroom and shut the door, locking it then looked around for a window or a air vent I can climb into. I spotted a window just big enough for me to crawl out of that overlooked the garden below. The curtains were drawn though, hiding the sun the best it could. I opened the curtains then the window, looking down at the garden the best I could. I could try to climb down carefully... or fall.... I think I'll be okay if I fall... I just had blood.I heard a lawn mower outside and saw a butler cutting the grass outside while another pruned the bushes and another pulled up weeds in the flower beds. Why are they so active? Don't they ever sleep! I can't go out this way... if I fall they'll reach me before I can recover. I saw a small air vent in the ceiling towards his closet. It'd be a tight fit.
Continuation of Sylar's POV: I felt someone gently shaking me before someone crawled up next to me, letting out a soft whine. "It's dusk.... I think my alpha is looking for me.... Come on, please? Let's get you back before master Lyle can't find you. I don't want to be caught being apart of this... even though I smell like you now.... Please?" I rubbed my hand up his body and gripped his hair tightly before wrapping my arms around his neck, expecting him to carry me again. He whined but carried me, picking me up as he took me towards the door and out of it. "Hey lady! We're going!" "You don't have to call me lady, my name is Amelia and I've arranged for a swift transportation for us." I spotted her slipping on a coat. The crow landed on her shoulder and cawed. She knocked him off quickly. "You're staying here this tim
Lyle's POV: I walked down the hall way in utter confusion. I swore I heard and saw Silas.... Sylar didn't even seem to notice him there. Am I really missing him that much? I heard Milo shriek in my study and heard him run out of it quickly, tripping. I frowned. "Milo?" I asked with concern. "What's the matter?" He looked up towards me in fear. "L-Lyle? Is the castle haunted?" He asked me quickly, trembling. "There were papers going everywhere!" "No? The castle's not haunted...." I started for my study doors. Is it a vampire playing a prank? When I walked inside, there were papers and letters all over the floors, my books scattered everywhere. My desk had been completely cleared off except for a single silver rose. I walked into the study and up to the desk then pick
Continuation of Sylar's POV: I walked up to the crystal and carefully picked it up. I walked up to my nightstand and pulled out a knife from inside then walked over to my bathroom. I went inside and placed his crystal in my tub then slit my wrist and held my wound over his stone, waiting for him to come back to me. His crystal pulsed and started to form his body for me, bringing him back. When he was fully formed, he slowly opened his eyes then yelped and threw his hand up to his throat and groaned as he curled in pain, his fangs exposing in hunger. I blushed and gave him my wrist. "Here, I don't mind..." I told him sweetly. He looked towards it and then licked it, a small moan escaping his lips before he gently bit in, his fangs piercing my flesh. He rubbed my arm comfortingly and closed his eyes in pleasure as he drank from me. I co
Continuation of Sylar's POV: I woke up to Silas stirring under me as the sun went down. He groaned slightly and slipped me off him. I groaned and reached out for him. "Why?" I asked. He blinked and then looked towards me in slight confusion before he blushed. I looked towards him, rubbing my eyes with my other hand. "Why are you leaving me?" "I... wasn't," he whispered and then moved closer to me, wrapping me up in his arms then kissed my cheek. "It was just an instinctual reaction. I'm not used to someone sleeping on top of me...." I nodded and gave him a loving look. He smiled at me and then ran his fingers through my hair. "So... what do you want to do tonight?" I shrugged and heard my phone going off on the night stand. I reached out and answered my phone, putting it on speaker.
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