Continuation of Milo's POV: Lyle pulled me towards the apartment building and inside, straight up to a door. He knocked on it calmly before the very human he had fed on the night I met him- opened the door. "Come in," he purred and stepped aside. "Hurry, I don't need my neighbors staring me down with their rumors." I widened my eyes slightly and went in, not wanting to cause him trouble. I smiled sheepishly towards him and then squeezed Lyle's hand. "H-hi," I whispered towards the human, looking at him. Wow... it's really him huh? I ruined their feeding session with my coffee spilling.... "So you're the special human that night that made Lyle forget about me?" The human asked and chuckled. "You know why you're here, right?" He asked me and shut the door behind us. He motioned towards his living room, arranged for comfortable feeding sessions. I blushed. "He told me when we were leaving," I admitted, looking at him as I let Lyle's hand go slowly, starting to
Continuation of Milo's POV: "I'm so sorry about tonight," Lyle whispered. "It's my duty though.... I couldn't just ignore this." I smiled and looked at him. "It's fine. He'll be rescued and put somewhere better. If my fifth death day had to be stuck in a council room, at least it's for this," I purred to him and gave him a sweet look. "You owe me a fun day soon though." "Of course I do. We'll go out on a romantic night, promise." He kissed my cheek before looking at the corpse. "We'll feed that to the pack," he muttered. "We can't let the servants see this." I nodded and looked towards the corpse then up at Lyle. "Okay," I mumbled and then kissed his lips softly. "Thank you for saving me," I purred sweetly at him, tugging lightly on his flannel as I moved closer to him. He gave me a purr, leaning in towards my ear. "Want to be a maker?" He asked. "A maker?" I asked softly then blushed. "Yeah," he looked me in the eyes. "For him?" I asked
Continuing Milo's POV: "Jack? Would you like to be called by that?" I smiled and then glanced over at Lyle curiously to see if he was okay before I returned my attention to the boy in front of me. Lyle was still fuming, looking away. He looked at the servants. "Leave us," he told them. They all left as ordered and left Lyle his phone. "I- I guess I wouldn't mind being called Jack," the boy told me. I bit my bottom lip as I watched Lyle and then looked towards the boy. "Okay Jack," I whispered and then gave him a small smile. "We'll call you Jack unless you find another name you want to be called by, but Jack is just fine," I purred, rubbing his cheek. At least he seems to have gotten better... and he doesn't seem quite as starved- not at the point of attacking. He looked towards my wrist curiously before exposing his fangs. "Jack, you've had enough." Lyle warned. "I don't need you puking in front of the council." I took my hand back from him and smiled
Laurence's POV: I woke up from breaking out into a sweat, my hair was sticking to my face and the blankets were wrapped around me tight, constricting me almost like a snake. I threw them off quickly, rolling in the process before going straight into the floor and hitting my head against the nightstand. I fell back into the darkness, going unconscious. "Laurence," I heard a sweet voice purring to me... Wait I know this voice. It's so familiar. It's Calix. I opened my eyes and looked around, finding myself back in the four cornered padded room. The straight jacket was back around me and I was curled up on the bed. A cold sweat formed on my forehead. I caught the image of a wicked grin spread out across the face of a familiar doctor at the asylum before the door creaked open in my padded cell. "Now's your chance," I heard Calix purr right in my ear. I heard a scream down the hall and then the scent of blood hit me. I felt a strange liquid starting to soak into my straigh
Continuing Laurence's POV: I widened my eyes as I caught a thirteen-ish girl running from the room. She had dark brown hair that ran down to her mid back. She was in a white dress but didn't have shoes on. Her skin was sort of a light green color. I could hear her giggle more as she ran from us. I could hear the sound of metal clinging together from a charm bracelet. Toru ran out of the room and went after her, yipping at her harshly as he raced after her with his ears laid back. I heard another door open before she disappeared inside. He barreled into the door and yelped as he couldn't stop quite fast enough. He whimpered and shook his head as I could feel his pain in his head from the impact. I frowned and held onto my head as I walked up and opened the door for him, peaking inside. I found her on the edge of the window, about to leave. Toru raced in and tackled her, yanking her back in by her dress and then growled as he crawled onto her chest and nipped at her nose to
Continuing Laurence's POV: "Hey...." I grew a smile on my face. "Someone's got a new fledgling here-" I stopped talking as I was suddenly tackled to the ground and bit into, a hungry growl came from it. I yelped and widened my eyes. "Alright, I know I still have a human scent on me but still," I hissed. "Haven't you been taught your manors yet?" I asked and purred. "You can have a few swallows though," I told him and started to run my fingers through his soft ash brown hair. I could smell lightly in his scent he was about two years old. I couldn't catch a maker's scent on him. Well he can't just be here because he broke in. Someone brought him here. I'll have to ask around. I felt him lick my neck as he let out a moan. I shivered slightly as I had a flashback of my dream when Calix was eating me. He bit down hard into me, tightening his arms around me. "Jack!" I heard Milo call out, turning the corner rather quickly as he caught the scent of blood. "You better not be-
Continuing Laurence's POV: "JACK! YOU BETTER NOT BE SINKING YOUR FANGS INTO SOMEONE!" Lyle yelled from what sounded like the study. Milo yanked Jack off her and then sank his fangs into his neck, pinning him. Toru widened his eyes and bit his bottom lip, watching Milo who closed his eyes and started to quickly drain Jack. I walked up to the maid and looked at her wound. "You should go get that patched up," I warned her and motioned for her to hurry. I looked back at Jack and frowned, watching him squirm against Milo's grip. He's going to be a very hard fledgling to handle. Milo growled at him and bit down deeper to make him stop and held him down till he was looking weak and about to pass out. He pulled his fangs out then and lightly turned Jack in his arms to face him, looking him over before he bit into his wrist and held it to Jack's lips. "Drink it," Milo told him, watching him closely. I felt a little dizzy, watching them before I felt the whole room sh
Charles's POV: I climbed out of the shower and wrapped my body up in a towel before stepping out into the bedroom and walked over to Pierre before smacking his chest. "Hey, let's go out tonight." He looked up at me and then rubbed his chest before he smirked and then grabbed my hands, pulling me down into his lap and kissed me passionately. "Go out tonight, mi amour?" He asked me lovingly, running his fingers through my hair and then used his other hand, discarding my towel and tossed it across the room. "Where to?" I shook my hair like a dog to mess with him. "I thought we'd go check in on my bar," I told him softly. "My maker is out on a boat, we've got the whole night to ourselves." He smirked and then nodded. "Okay, we'll go hang out at the bar tonight then," he purred to me and then leaned into my neck, biting in and marked me. I moaned and gripped his shirt before sitting up on him, forcing his fangs out of my neck. "Pierre," I groaned. "We're goi
~Seventeen years later from where we last left off.Toma's POV:I watched the sun setting and felt excited for the night to come. Dmitri promised me a surprise tonight for turning twenty one. Having a vampire for my treasure means I've been celebrating my birthday twice instead of once since usually when he wakes up it's still my birthday until midnight. I could hear other vampires stirring in their beds. Kingsley decided to throw me a birthday ball to celebrate and everyone was here, including Silas with his mate and children. He had sixteen of them! Sixteen! Rei was surprised during the last birth- or so he told us the night before when he showed up to celebrate my birthday. Silas had given him a set of twins. I really feel spoiled for all the company I have to celebrate something so little as me hatching and Dmitri becoming my treasure. Two nights in a row ball for celebration of my birth is a bit too much but I'm over excited for it. I glanced around as the thought of Ross crossed
A reference to look back to instead of looking through the chapters for these small and/or unnoticable details as well as not mentioned- yet. Extra info may be put in comments as well as your opinion of the characters. ~ Calix: Insanity's Demon. His reddish pink eyes have the ability to glow when he becomes angry or lustful or just whenever he wants to mess with someone. He frequently chooses to wear sluttish outfits on purpose, liking how they define his body and likes it when his souls want him. His favorite shoes are stillettos and he likes tight leather pants. He happens to love making deals with humans- usually those who are in despair when he finds them. He loves the look of death on someone's face and their absolute terror and loves hearing their cries for him, becoming sadistic at times and telling them to beg for him to help them. He appears to have goals though in life, such as obtaining Emile's soul and whatnot since how he gave up his deal with Laurence (or did he?). He ca
Continuing The Same Unknown's POV: "Am I late?" I heard my sister ask. I tsked and looked towards the bloody seats then at my ruined dress. "I don't know, do I look like I've been eaten?" I called out to her then got up into the seat. It's not like I won't crawl through the blood though. I've had to countless times before. I unlocked the car then got out, stretching. "Hey sis~" The fledgling stepped back from the car quickly, fear written all over him. I heard my sister humm a hey as she started closer to us. "I thought I heard a sister in distress," she purred. "After that gun went off.. and that girl followed the two of you out here. Oh wait~ Do I need to kill bloody face too?" She asked and aimed the gun down at the fledgling. I looked at the fledgling then and raised an eyebrow. "Well, he is a vampire... and he did bite me," I told her and giggled. "You shot his maker though~ I don't know, do you want to kill him or try to rehabilitate him? He's young. H
Unknown POV: The bar was filled with the stench of sweat and alcohol, the mass of flesh in the middle of the dance floor writhing. Lights played on the figures, colors of blue and green washing over the crowd as dark shadows sat at the bar, drowning their demons. The air was heavy with desire- for lust, for indulgence, for sin. The walls were painted with a four walled mural of an enchanted forest, reaching up to the cieling with the sky painted black, little tiny twinkle lights embedded in the plaster to shine like small stars. Fog rolled on the dance floor, swimming at the mass's feet as it curled around them and embraced them. Mouths moved, but you couldn't hear their voices over the loud pounding of the music. I walked over towards the bar, taking my purse off my shoulder as I sat down at it and placed it in my lap. The bartender smirked as she saw me and walked over, putting a towel on her shoulder. "What can I get for ya?" She asked me, grinning as she leaned up agai
Continuing Ross' POV: "Well well... Three dragons," I heard Sylar purr as he walked in. His voice changed our subject almost entirely. He was like copper amongst the sea of treasure. Hard to ignore the displacement. I tensed and looked towards Sylar, holding Toma close as I eyed him down, a low growl erupting through me as my protective instincts kicked in. "Is that the new baby dragon the maids are gossiping about? The one Charles and Pierre are raising?" Sylar asked as he walked up to the fridge and got a bottle of blood. "It's kinda cute." I relaxed a little. "Yeah," I told him softly, watching him. "So Toma, where is your treasure room?" I asked him, taking him up on his offer. Whatever I can do to get away from that copper head. "Downstairs. Follow me!" Toma got out of my arms and grabbed my hand before dragging me out of the kitchen. He lead me down a few halls before taking me through a door and down some steps. We came across his hoard easily but I could
Continuing Ross' POV: When I reached the Rosario castle, I landed at the entrance and lowered myself down for them, letting the vampires and wizard off me carefully. Dmitri got off first and then looked towards the castle in excitement before he ditched us and ran in. "OH CHARLES~! I heard you got a cute little egg!" I heard him calling out. I purred in amusement then looked towards my jewel and his wizard. Toma nuzzled his way out of my mouth and shook some saliva off before heading after Dmitri with a small call for attention. I looked towards him and shifted smaller quickly, going after Toma closely to protect him as I ran after him. Dmitri paused and glanced back at us as we got inside then purred. "Aww, come here sweetie," he said and picked Toma up. I latched onto his leg quickly and growled, not wanting to be abandoned then crawled up to his pants pocket and shifted small enough and got in it, poking my head out to look at where we were going. So this is his hoard..
Ross's POV: "ROSS!" I heard Kingsley yell for me. It sounded like he was in his study. I perked up and then transformed into my human form, pushing little Toma off my side from where he had been hiding in my wing then started for the door. "Yes my jewel?!" I called out and purred. He wants to see me! I laughed a little and bounced out of the treasure room. I heard Toma let out a call for me as he whined. "But Ross," he mumbled. "BRING TOMA!" I heard Kingsley yell. "It involves him!" I stopped and looked towards Toma with a purr before I walked over to him and scooped him up into my arms. "What?" I purred teasingly at him. "Are you upset because your nap is over?" I rubbed his head and then looked towards his chin before I went for it. He bit my finger though and started to nibble on it. "Uh-huh! This is my nap time," he mumbled. I yelped and pulled my finger back from him then narrowed my eyes a little. "That's my finger! I won't feed you fish
Continuation of Charles' POV: After saying goodbye to my parents, we made our way to Henry's Dragon Shop. The place had a huge sign out front saying Henry's pet shop. He must have replaced dragon with pet because of the population of humans in the town his shop was located. I cut the engine as I parked as close as I could to the front exit. I gave Pierre a loving kiss on the lips before ditching him in the car. I went into the shop before he could and glanced around, finding the store clerk stocking mice in a cage. The front of the shop had normal pets. If I didn't know any better, I would have walked straight out for thinking this wasn't a dragon shop. But the real action is in the back. Everybody in the supernatural society knows that. "Hey," I said to the clerk. "Henry sent me here to check out the Artic eggs in the back," I told him. "Dragon eggs." I could hear Pierre coming in from behind me as the little bell on the door jingled. "Yeah, he said a guy would be co
Continuing Charles' POV: It didn't take us long to reach the two story house I lived in with my family when I was a human. Pierre looked towards it as we pulled up to it and then put his phone up. He shifted nervously and then looked towards me, giving me a smile. "Well... let's go knock?" He laughed and leaned over, giving my cheek a kiss. "Let's go before they look out the windows or something." I nodded and got out of the car, taking in a deep and shaky breath. I walked up towards the front porch and rung the doorbell. Pierre stood beside me and gave me a reassuring smile before he gently took my hand in his, rubbing it soothingly. "I bet you're going to be swept up into a hug," he whispered to me and gave me a sweet look. "If they don't, I will." I blushed a bright red just as the door opened. My father was standing in the doorway with a cup of late night coffee and a newspaper in his hand. His face had been dull until he noticed it was me. A smile crept up his face. H