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Chapter 1


Being the youngest in the family is pretty nasty. I say this because I am the youngest in my clan. Oh yeah! I’d forgotten. I’m pureblood vampire. But I’ll talk about that later. People think that being a vampire is easy. That we can do whatever we want. To kill and drink blood and have fun. Yes, but it is not true. We have a lot rules. Especially us who are called “aristocrats”. We had to have an example of ordinary vampires. I don’t like such a responsibility. I don’t like to communicate with anyone (or more precisely a certain kind of people). But on its merits.

     We live in a world in which there is no need to hide. People still admire on my rice and fear. But now we don’t accept anything like… unusual. Sometimes they want to be photographed with us. We were such an attraction. There was only one thing that was trying to compete with us – werewolves. Those annoying, hairy savages. Most of them were a bunch of crude idiots who just wondering how to tease us. We had a contract or an alliance depends on perspective. And according this… contract, we should not attack each other. Vampires are better behaved and we tried to stay away from them. But they… They annoyed us at every opportunity. So I avoid going out alone. Let say that under certain conditions I can not tolerate them and may become one… incident. For this reason, my father asked my older twin brother Soren accompanied me everywhere. With him are very close. He was older than me a few minutes. They called us a “Double S” because of our names – Soren and Sylvie.  We both were born with silver hair and eyes… Oh yeah! Our eyes were interesting. Changed their color according to light (but most of the time were blue). Of course, we are done with light blue or red eyes, reveal our true nature. Here was our difference. My eyes became blue, and my brother – red.

     We were both 17 years old. And we walk to school. People take us well, but wolves we created a few problems. Soren always defended me and if I must be honest, he was a little jealous. This is normal. I’m his younger sister, and we are twins. But I knew one thing for sure: I can count on him. He would always protect me and I would protect him. As our parents and all adults in the clan, were quite serious most of the time, we had to be more careful. Sure, they organized and lavish banquets. We never attended… officially. I remember once my brother is curious insert in one of the halls. Then we were probably 12 or 13 years. Since I could not leave him alone, I followed him. There was an old shaft in which the slip. Soren sees something of that party. And I wanted to look, but he did not allow me. He said that it will be better. Our parents knew about it and they were quite angry with us. The shaft was sealed.

     I never understood what he had seen. Even now, after we were grown, he still refused to tell me. I respect his decision and do not raise the topic again. Whatever had happened in that room… would remain secret.

     The school year has begun and as always we had to get up early. Pureblood vampires and most of the ordinary vamps we can walk freely in daylight. This broken a lot of myths that we turn into dust. Well, yes. In ancient times it was so, but they say that with time came a mystical flavor that is mixed with the blood of vampires and werewolves, and so we changed. Now we are more advanced than our ancestors. Anyway.

     Soren was always more excited to go to a human school than I am. He was earlier than usual and woke me up. However I repeated that it is annoying, but he never heard me. Out mom was making breakfast (which was not blood) and send us to the car. We had many servants, but they're small gestures make her happy. Who are we to take it from her? And it lacked in her. We had two older brothers, but they don’t live with us. For that she bombarded us with care.

     We had a personal driver – Alfred. He was quite old, although it’s not obvious. I’m sure that he was about 500 years old. He was tall and muscular. He had short black hair and dark eyes. Always wore a uniform and more like a bodyguard. Alfred drove us to school. There the yard still was not very full, because it was earlier. The weather was gloomy and would rain, but Soren was in a good mood. He out of the car spread his arms and took a deep breath. I went after him. I shook my head over his good mood. I smiled to him. His good mood was generally contagious. At least so say his friends. They said to us that we are most mysterious vampires who have come across. I accept is as a compliment. And why not? We were unique.


Chapter 2


     Really it started to rain. This made everyone in the class a little distracted. Some were even asleep. I looked through the window how it rains. Not that I have anything against the teacher Mrs. Parker, but math is one of the subjects which I hated most. So does my best friend Liz love this boring subject. She loved to learn. She was very excited. At that she and Soren alike. Moreover, she was in love with my brother since we were five years ago. She thinks I do not know. She is too shy to tell me. And she is a human. Although she does not distinguish between her and me. I was her best friend, not a vampire that can do things with inhuman abilities. Well, she likes that.

     And as I said, just Liz closely followed the words of the teacher. Or almost careful. I noticed how out of her notebook were written “S + E” surrounded by hearts. (Liz is short for Elizabeth). This made me smile slightly. Even happier I was when the bell announced the end of mathematics. I got notebooks in the bag with both Liz came out in a crowded corridor. There we caught up with Avery Swan. He was third in the group. He was a werewolf and I think he was gay. And he thought so. But he was my best friend. So I did not care who he is. And I do not care for his sexual orientation.

     He and Liz was talking about something and I did not hear them. Then someone stopped us. I realized it when I heard the voice of Liz. She looked more angry than usual. It is no surprise to the cause of her anger was. His name is Jet and his band still fretted Avery and Liz.

-Let's see, who was here! Little bitch Avery. – Jet grinned.

-Why not get out? – Yelled Liz. – Go to chasing your tail, fool.

     Then Jet looked at me. I replied to his look. I did not like this guy. He was tedious and arrogant.

-And if this is not little vampire… Do you drink someone’s blood today, bloodsucker? – He loved to get stuck.

     I was about to answer him when my brother came. He stood between me and Jet. He looked serious.

-You got a problem? – Soren growled. – Leave my sister alone, if you do not want to crush you.

-You again? Maybe she can not to protect herself. Useless vampire. – Jet grinned.

     My brother was going to hit him, but I stopped him because I saw that in the hall is assigned deputy director. Not that I don’t want Soren to break the face of that dog, but I would not let my brother suffer. I got Soren in his hand and led him away through the crowd. Liz and Avery go out with us. I felt the tension in the body of my brother. He was furious. So I grabbed him to the back of the school where almost nobody went. There he was able to pour all his rage on a tree. He hit it while his hands were covered with blood and wounds. Then I stopped him. We were only two, because Liz and Avery went in a class. I grabbed his hands and began to clean the blood.

-Sorry, brother!

     He looked at me.

-Why be sorry? It’s not your fault, and on that idiot.

-You had to leave me alone to do it.

-I’m your brother. I will always protect you. I know you can do it yourself but I can not sit back and watch indifferently.

-But I don’t want to be hurt because of me. – I almost cried.

     It is unusual for a vampire to have such emotion. No… I mean to show emotions. But it was painful to watch how my brother suffers. So I hugged him hard. He kissed me on the forehead and hugged me too. Now we were both more relaxed.


Chapter 3


     Jet received only verbal notice by the Deputy Director. But he did not like that only he and his friends were rebuked. Although they were guilty. But this is not decreasing their anger. So after they left school they went to the stadium to run. They had their rules on hunting and even running in the woods. It was too dangerous because of the so-called ‘poachers’. There were still people who kill vampires and werewolves, and then for fun. Police chased them, but either found so sufficient evidence or failed to identify criminals.

      So they went to run the stadium. Only there they were allowed to walk alone. And there had guards to protect them. Jet was furious. His eyes burned with anger.

-It’s not fair! Why these bloodsuckers were not punished?

-Calm down, dude! They’ll pay for this. – Leo told him, and he was among his best friends.

     He looked nice… at least compared to Jet. He has short brown hair and warm brown eyes. Like most of their kind, he was with the well designed body. One should be recognized for the werewolves – they were athletic.

-Who and what will pay?

     The voice flew out from behind a corner near the central benches. From the shadows came out a boy. Hardly was older those 20 years. But surely he looks more than that. He was tall and muscular. He had long brown hair and golden eyes. His back, shoulders and his hands were painted with a large tattoo. It was not any particular shape, but it certainly gave the impression. He was wearing leather pants and black jerseys. His belt buckle was in the shape of the skull. His shoes… I mean his boots were almost to the knees and were also black. On his wrists wearing leather bracelets with studs. This kind of looked like a rocker, but I don’t think he was. But he was extremely sexy. All the girls were crazy about him, though he had a nasty character.

-Vince? – Jet exclaimed.

     Exactly. His name is Vincent, but everyone called him Vince. Alpha male in his pack. Furthermore, he was the older brother of Jet. Obviously filthy character is family train.

-Well? Who pissed you off this time? – Vince asked.

-That idiot Soren.

-Yeah… We spoke with his sister and he was pissed off.  – Max said.

-His sister, huh? What was her name?

-Sylvie. – Cassie said. – She does not talk to anyone except…

-Avery… - Jet growled. – This a traitor.

     Vince was not the meek… people. He loved to behave badly with Avery and tease my brother and his friends. He did not offend me… yet. But after what happened with me today became the topic of conversation, he thinks about it. Why not make Soren’s sister his victim? Well, he did not even suspect what this means. He would know the hard way.


Chapter 4


     Soren stood alone in his room and listened to music on his iPod.  But something else was engrossed his thoughts. Something he did not want to share with his own sister. Actually it was harder for him to think about it.

‘Damn! How do I protect her?’

     He stood alone in his room and was going to go crazy. He did not want wolves to deal with his sister. He could not be with me throughout the school. How would hide his feeling from me? I always knew when he feels bad. How would he tell her this? How would keep me save there?

     He sighed and finally threw iPod the other end of his bed. He could not concentrate. He could not to learn. Then the door knocked. The boy did not notice that his mother entered.

-What is it, my boy?

-Nothing, mom.

-Don’t lie to me. I know you.

-Today Jet again harassed Sylvie and her friends.

-And you worry about her. I know that you adore your sister , but you must leave her alone to solve her problems.

-But Mom…

     She sat beside him on the bed and stroked his hair.

-There once she would be without you.

-Never! – He insisted.

-She would be able to defend herself. If you do everything for her, she will become powerless. And we both know that this is painful for any vampire.

     Soren knew. He understands what his mother trying to say. This would be the hardest thing he ever did. Of course, he would not leave me completely, and would just give me more freedom. Or so promise on our mother.




     I tried to learn. Not received. I was sad and angry. I don’t understand. What is their problem to those wolves? Why harass us all the time? And Avery is a wolf too. That badass bullies the weak, just because they like to do it. Bastards. I was so angry that I jumped from my chair and threw my book in English to the wall. What is thinking? I’m not weak. I’m a vampire. Damn! My body was shaking with anger. The next moment in my room invaded Soren. He looked at me a little confused. Mom stood beside him.

-What happened, darling? – She asked me.

-Sylvie? Are you okay? – Soren sounded more worried by mom. But he always overdoes.

-Yeah, I’m fine. – I tried to sound convincing.

-What’s up, Sylvie? Your brother told me about what happened. That is why you are mad? – Mom asked.

-It’s not fair. These jerks deserve a good lesson.

-Don’t do shit, kids.

     Soren and I looked at each other. To do shit? Who? Are we? Of course we will not do anything. We are not hooligans. But we would not let them do what they want.

‘What do you say, bro?’

‘Let’s give them a lesson!’ – Soren smiled on without saying anything.

     Mom put her hand on her hips and looked at us. She knew that we were up to something. She easily reveals us even to talk about telepathy.

-Hey, you!  No shenanigans!

-Upon my word! – Both said in unison.


-Yes, dear!

-Where’s Dad? He still busy with the Elders?

-As always. After that he will examine how the company goes.

-He will meet with Matt and Kelan?  - My voice was filled with joy, and this led Soren makes wry grimace.


-And they will come? So are they so busy, that they do not come to see me and my brother?

-They will come soon to see you both. Don’t worry, Sylvie. Now I should go and check how it goes the dinner.

     Mom left the room, and Soren lay on my bed. He was silent. It seemed to me that he was angry about something. I was afraid to ask. I just lay down beside him and took his hand. We always did this when one of us was angry. I watched him.



-I promise that I will be with you always, but I will let you to solve your problems alone.

-Are you serious?

-Mom was right. My excessive love possesses you. I don’t want someday to hate me for this.

-This will never happen. You know that you always be my favorite brother.

-More than Matt and Kelan?

-Yep. However, we are twins.

-Only for that? – He seemed a little sad.

-Of course not. But I do not join this topic again. You become melodramatic.

     Soren smiled.

-You’re right. Sylvie?


-Someday I’ll tell you the truth.

-What truth? – I gently lifted and I looked at him serious.

-For what I saw that night at the party.

-Do you tell me?

-Sure. I don’t want to have secrets. If there is something that bothers you… tell me.

     I nodded in token of consent. With this call retired. Until it is time for dinner, my brother helped me with math homework. Soren was a real genius. I envied him a lot about it. Often teased him, but he was not mad at me.




     At night I slept restlessly. For some reason I had a bad feeling. As if something had happened. Not a family member and a friend of mine. I woke up and my brother looked at me frightened. He had felt my fear and had responded. Sometimes I think he stands and lurks in the darkness, waiting to be called. It is not that. We just had a strong psychological connection. Telepathy, perhaps? He tried to reassure me. I asked him to leave me alone. I loved it and knew that he was concerned about me, but I did not want to saddle him with everything. He asked to stay, but my strong view him to accept my decision. He left me alone.

     I got out of bed and went to the window. Outside it rained. But even awake, I could not get rid of bad feeling.




     That’s right. My hunch was correct. Avery came home from work (part-time working in a pizzeria as courier), when fell into an ambush. A group of punks, who were werewolves, attacked him. Pushed him, but only the beginning. Then they broke him… like a dog. They abandoned him lying in a puddle; the whole was covered in blood. He thought he would die. Only that would not happen. He gets help from the last person he expected.


     Yeah… Freaky and nasty wolf, which has plagued Avery since they were children. Now, however, helped him. Why?

-Why… you… helped… me?

-I don’t do it for you. Just will not allow intruders to attack my wolves. – He growled.

     Vince picked up the wounded wolf and takes him at his home (Avery’s home). Brief explanation of his parents and left. Once picked, immediately called his father, who was going to tell the Elders. However, Vince loved to harass the weakest of the pack, but hated the others doing it. Especially if it was an intruder.


Chapter 5


     On the way to school, Soren was unusually silent. He did not want to talk with me. I felt guilty about it. Does he not understand that I do not want to worry him? It’s nice to have older brothers, but sometimes it’s annoying. When I was little, my brothers Matt, Kelan and Soren still went after me and kept me safe. I could hide from them if it was not my twin brother. He always knew where I was. Dad always said that the older brothers must keep their younger sisters. This is true, but they do overdo it. Now, when I asked Soren to give me a little freedom, he thought that I no longer love him. But that was nonsense.

      Alfred drove us. I went ahead because I felt a little… angry. This prompted my brother to notice the hint. He caught me and grabbed my hand. I stopped and both looked at each other. One look was fully sufficient to stop with such disputes. Then Soren noticed something behind me.

-Hey, Avery! What happened to you? – He asked and I turned.

     When I saw him, all my body froze in place. Instinctively I put a hand on my lips. I separated from my brother and went to my best friends.  I touched the face of Avery and he moaned in pain, so I immediately stepped. I felt a little strange. I felt the blood or at least smell it, although it was gone… visible. Then I realized. That’s why I was restless all night.

-What happened? – I asked uncertainly.

-Someone attacked me. – The boy answered.

-You know who that was? Vampires? Or werewolves? – I hope that is not from my kind.

-They were werewolves. There were not local.

-How do you get out? – Soren intervened in the conversation.

-They left me. I felt bad.

-Then how…?

-Vince took me home.

     I don’t remember to have heard about him. Or at least I do not remember the name. But the reaction of my brother, I realized that he knows him.

-Who is he? – I asked.

-The elder brother of Jet. – Liz said.

-Is he?

-You know him? – My brother asked.

-Not personally. I’ve heard that the older brother of Jet is pretty… popular. I have not seen him.

-It’s better for you. – Avery said. – He is a true badass.

-But he helped you.

-Just because my strikers are not local, and they are without invitation in his territory.

     Someone called us and reminded us that we should enter in class. Hooray! We had literature. I love this subject, and Miss Palmer is cool. Yet I felt lousy for Avery. And my brother was worried about intruders. To immediately call to my dad and told him. And he told me that I should not go home alone. Not I ever did.  But now we had a problem.

      The literature class went well, but all of my classmates were a little nervous about what happened to Avery. All liked him because he was cool and funny. But the facts that hanging around a gang of werewolves do not improve things. The truth is that throughout the day at school were all nervous and restless. On top Soren called me that he had to go home earlier and I must wait Alfred. I bet he is called by the “Council”. They gathered as always had a problem. Fully understand the situation.

      As soon as classes ended, all of my classmates departed. In practice here was stayed only me, Liz and Avery. But they came to take them. Liz offered to drive me home, but I declined. I told her that they would come to take me. She told me to be very careful. I nodded and waved her hand while the car away. I stayed alone in the parking lot.  Would still have rain, and I wore not my umbrella. Furthermore, there was wind. It suggested me that the approaching danger. Here they are. Avery’s strikers.

      They were five. Definitely looked like criminals. They walked towards me. I quickly showed them who I was or exactly what I am. This led them to stop for a moment.

-What have we here? Vampire. – Said one of them.

-Who are you? What do you want? – Desperately I tried to hide my fear.

-Soon you will know… personal.

-I don’t think so! – The voice came from behind my back.

     There was a boy who resembled the attackers, but was not. He stood before me.

-Out of my territory. – Said the newcomer.

-So what? You protect this stupid bloodsucker?

-No. But you’re here without permission and have attacked a member of my pack.

     This was supposed to be Vince. Indeed, he seemed perfect, but his character was not a lie. Moreover, I felt humiliated.

-Hey, wait a minute! I’m still here. – They looked at me with fury.

-Shut up, you bloodsucker!

     This melted glass. This territory was not only the wolves. And no one to hold me likes that.

-Listen, dog!  Get out of here!

     My eyes now shone as destructive lightning. The energy dancing around me and I hid my sharp canines. My voice was a little different. Something mixed between human speech and animal growl.

-Don’t provoke me, geeks! – I said and I was really angry.

     They were ready to attack, but something interrupted us. The phone rang. It was the phone with him a fool who played the boss. He raised and obviously he did not like what he heard. A minute later he recalled his comrades. They disappeared as they were occurring. Remained in the parking lot just me and the wolf. Again I was normal and I fell to the ground. My legs were shaking. I breathe deeply to calm down.

-Look at you! And I thought you were absolutely useless. – He said.

-Get away!  - I tried to sound convincing.

     He handed me a hand stand.  I do not fumble. I stood up alone. I did not trust on this… I do not even know how to call him.

-My brother is right. You are ungrateful.

-I didn’t need from your help. – I said. - And I was alone to deal with them.

-Yeah! You cannot handle even one of them. And they had no intention to kill you. Rather, they would…

-Enough! I won’t to thank you.

     But this sudden burst of anger and energy played me a nasty trick. Pain pierced my whole body. I missed the bag and fell on my knees. I breathed hard. I felt that the boy came up to me.

-Now what? Are you afraid?

-Get… out. Damn… it hurt.

     Then Alfred came. He made the wolf to step back. The driver thought that he attacked me. Hardly could I tell him that he was wrong. I rose from the ground, although difficult. After this sudden pain, I thought now I’m fine. However, I stand up. But I was wrong. The face of the wolf was the last thing I saw before me losing consciousness.


Chapter 6


     Before my eyes darkness reigned. But I heard voices. I heard alarmed voices of my parents and voices of my two older brothers, but mostly I heard the voice of Soren. He does not stop to repeat: ‘I should not leave her alone! I’m guilty.’ But he wasn’t. Nobody was guilty. It has been just one… incident. The vampire in me was awakened. What’s like the first ‘shift’ on werewolves. I know that Soren has a real vampire. He had gone through, almost imperceptibly. Well, he was stronger than me. Probably ‘awakening’ has passed unnoticed by him. I guess this is why he does not recognize what is happening to me. And the pain? It was not only because of the process. I was close to a wolf when it happened. Maybe my blood was adopted him as the enemy. I cannot say. While I still was not finished with this process. This was only the beginning.

     Daddy tried to calm everyone. Although still could not focus and saw nothing I though I could speak.

-Calm… down!

-Sylvie! Sylvie! – Soren took my hand.

-You okay, kid? – It was the voice of Kelan.

-Apart from that I do not see anything… yeah, I’m fine.

-What happened? Who did this, sis? – Matt asked.

-None. Just…

     I told them everything. For attackers. For Vince. Everything. And while I did, my eyes brighten up. I rose from bed and looked around the faces of the audience one by one. I smiled. This little surprised them. Then I remembered something.

-Dad! I remembered something.

-What, dear? – He came and sat on the bed.

-Well, they were preparing to attack us, when someone calls them. They walked, albeit unwillingly.

     My father thought for a moment. Then he looked at my brothers. All of them left the room… without me, of course. I heard Dad ordered Alfred to follow me like a shadow. I could not take it and get out of bed. I ran to the door and opened it with the intention to oppose, but… There was no one. However, I hear them. One of the servants went past me and I asked her where they are. She said: in the cabinet. She bowed and disappeared like a shadow in the dark corridor. I stayed silent. I returned to the room, close the door and leaning back on it. I really would become a real vampire. I got excited, but I was pretty scared. The cost to become a worthy member of the clan paid a lot of pain. Could I do it? Could I pay the price?




     Vince stood in the main hall with his family and members of the pack. Of course, he was reported what happened, and intentionally missed the part in which I received and Alfred attacks nearly killed him. The members of the pack were not charmed by the intervention of a vampire, because attackers werewolves, though from another pack. Avery was also here. He gathered the courage to express his views.

-It is logical that she intervened. They attacked her. Surely they knew that she is a vampire.

-This time I agree with him. – Jet intervened, and his speech surprised everyone. – They obviously do not attack randomly.

-Like our cause. – Join Max.

     Then the Elder Garland Faust has smoothed his black beard and went into a little reflection. ‘Maybe the boy is right. They want… war.’ Then just dissolved the council. Gave no explanation and said nothing.

     Jet and Vince went to a parked car on Vince. Then saw Avery, Vince gave the keys to his brother and told him to leave without him. The boy was surprised but he did not dare to argue with his brother. He was gone. Vince caught Avery and with a few words he convinces him to drive him. Were not actually words, but growl. Avery had no choice.

     They got into the car with my friend. As soon as they leave the area of ‘building for meetings’ Vince spoke.

-You are a friend of that vampire, right? So to speak.

-Yes! – The boy said uncertainly.

-What do you know about her?

-What? I… She is my friend. I do not want to

-Avery… - Vince growled. – I just want to talk to her.


-Because of what happened today. Give me her phone number.

-She will kill me!

-If you do not do it, I will kill you.

     Avery was caught between hammer and anvil. But he feared more that his Alpha, rather than his vampire friend. So he dictated the number. Then leave him outside a bar. It was a place where ordinary people would not go. It was dangerous.




     I lay in the bed. I could not sleep. The last time I looked at my watch, it showed almost three o’clock in the morning. I sighed as I thought about what happened. Then, quite unexpectedly, my mobile phone rang. I took it from the nightstand beside the bed and looked at the display. Unknown number? Who could it be? Moreover, only two people outside the clan knew this number. No way. I replied.

-Hello? Who is this?

‘Would you close the phone if I tell you?’

-I will close if you do not tell me.

‘Vince. Remember me?’

     Damn! I closed before I knew it. But after a few seconds, the phone rang again.

-What do you want? Who gave you the number?

‘Cannot you guess? We need to talk about what happened earlier.’

-I have nothing to talk with you.

‘Why do you hate me? You do not even know me.’

-But I know your glory. Moreover you bother Avery.

‘So do you care about this… fool?’

-Don’t talk that about him.

‘It will stop only if you do what I wanted.’

       I was angry. Really angry. This badass blackmail me, but if this game will make him to leave Avery peace, I would make compromises.

-Damn you! Where and when?

     I heard him to laugh.

‘I will find you. Don’t worry.’

     He closed this time. If ever I could not sleep, the chances to do it now were more than zero. The problem was not only that this cretin will call. I had to be alone. And how to get out from Soren and Alfred? Think, Sylvie, think! I jumped out of bed and walked into the shower. Washed and changed my clothes. I do not stand in the room and so I decided to walk around the house. It was quite simply because there was nobody. Perhaps only Soren. He was sleeping and I heard it. I did not want to wake him, so I stepped from the door of his room. But it opened and a hand pulled me inside. It was dark, but I knew it was my brother. He hugged me.

-Why don’t you sleep, sis?

-I don’t want to sleep. I did not want to wake you up. Sorry.

-Made me afraid today. And now… It is still early, so came to sleep.

-Like when we were young?


     I lay down in his bed and he covered me with his blanket. I huddled in my brother.  Strange. Now I feel much more relaxed. I really fell asleep. I do not know how it happened. Or I felt safer with him. Soren and I were like two bodies and one soul. Not literally, of course.




     The alarm rang at half past six in the morning. I was scared.

-God! I must have fallen asleep.

-You were, sleepyhead. – My brother smiled.

-Soren… - I am contemplating whether to tell him the truth.

-What is it, Sylvie? Something bad had happened?

-Well, I’m not sure.

-Speak! You scare me.

-Vince calls me.


-He wants to talk with me.

-No! I do not want this dog to approach you.

-Me too, but…

-Wait a minute! Don’t tell me that you want to see him?

-Of course not! But he said that if I talk with him only this time, he will not harass Avery. The deal sounded good.

-Sylvie! You know what they say about him.

-Yes, I know! This is just one call. I will not let him get close to me.

-Then I come will with you.  I will not leave you alone with him.

     I wanted to say something, but I could not. Lately, I too isolated him and this hurts us both. Furthermore, I did not know either where or when I will meet with the wolf. But other troubled me. Soren’s words. Am I sure that I want to meet that guy? I do not like him. Right? Damn! It is true that he is sexy and dangerous, but he was the biggest loser I know.




      All day at school I was on tenterhooks. Soren did not stop to watch me. Avery just apologized and Liz begged me to help her with literature homework. I was bored by it all. For this reason I used my imagination and I managed to get out from my bodyguards. The only place where I went without bothering me was the library. There really was no one. Only the librarian, but he slept in his office. I hid between the shelves. I sat on the ground and took the first book that I found. It was of poems.

      Before I knew it, I already had company. I do not look at him.

-How did you get here?


-I thought that this will remain my stash. Well? Speak! I’m listening.

-You’re direct. Incidentally, your brother and his friends as they look for you like crazy.

-Do not waste my time, Vince.

-What happened when those jerks go?

-The attack? What you care? – This time I looked at him.

     I think that he did not like my attitude because he looked pretty… fierce. I do not be afraid, and perhaps I should have. I am coughing and continued to pretend to read.

-Come on! We’ll talk about something or I can go? Soren will soon find me.

-He holds too protectable with you, huh?

-It’s annoying sometimes. You want to hear what happened? Okay. It’s like your first ‘shift’. Only that with us is different. Or more precisely, to me.

      Vince sat down opposite me and stared at my face, as if hi trying to read my mind. I was glad that he can’t. And why I was so… kindly to him?

-Why have you been different? Are all bloodsuckers are not the same?

-Are you the same with those who attack people around?

      He rose slightly, but his golden eyes gleamed a little spooky.

-No, right? So stop puts all vampires under one denominator.

      He calms down. But how long? I think cause I liked him. All would say it’s crazy, but for me it is just a game.

-For me it’s different because in my observation Soren not felt so much pain. But he was only surrounded by vampires, but this is also a factor. And I was…

-With me?

-Not my will. It that is all… goodbye.

      I left the book and stood up. I put my bag over my shoulder and almost walked away when the guy grabbed me and pushed me to the massive wooden shelves. He held my hands high above my head. That he uses only one hand. His eyes were inches from mine. He smiled.

-Let me go, you bastard! How dare you?

-Shh… You do not want to hear us, right? Or perhaps you want?

      I pull up in an attempt to escape. Complete waste of time. He really was much stronger. I was terribly angry and scared. I have no doubt that this badass felt those feelings and he has fun.

-Let me go! What are you doing?

-What I want? Let’s see…

      Then I heard the cries of my brother. This scatter Vince and I took advantage. Got out and run. I run until I felt his eyes on my back. I hate him. I hate this arrogant bastard. Not only have that, but my whole body (usually clothes) smelled of this dog. It certainly would make my brother crazy.

     I found Soren before he found my hiding. He and Alfred immediately the wolf smell on my clothes. For the first time my brother did not want to hug me. He not even comes close to me. That hurt me. Such a wound is deep.

-Soren? – My eyes filled with tears.

-Is he… touches you? – His voice trembled with anger.

     I know what he thought. What was that? I can not believe that he asks me this. I thought that he knows me much better.

      I was crying and run away from there. Liz and Avery could not stop me. Even Alfred failed. I should have clarified my mind. Before no one treat me in such a humiliating way. I did not know where to go. So I was traveling around the city.  It’s not enough these problems, but it also started to rain in torrents.  However, I did not stop to wander. I got wet, but at least my tears blend with the rain. When I looked was already dark.

     As if not reached it, and came and Jet and his pals.

-God, Sylvie! You look like a wet bat. – Jet laughed.

     I watched him angrily and I overlooked. But he didn’t stop. Grabbed my hand.

-Hey! You can not run this time.

     I pulled my hand.

-Do not be a family trait to harass me?

-What? – He was definitely an idiot.

-Tell to your filthy brother to stay away from me or he will regret.

-Vince? – His eyes widened.

     No attempt to recite it. Just went on the road. I walked quickly to leave the damn wolves. But where the hell am I going?




      Jet went home. He seemed more pensive than usual. This prompted his family to be surprised. The boy went to his brother’s room and knocked. He obtains permission and entered. He noticed that his older brother calmly watching TV. For a moment he looked it Jet, and then went back to his work.

-What do you want this time? – Vince asked.

-Did you really harassing the vampire… today?

-Why? Are you worried about her?

-So is it true?

-I would not say that it’s harassment. But why you ask me?

-I just saw her wandering around town. She not even wears an umbrella. She seemed… well, how to say… bad. As a beaten animal.

      This attracted the attention of the golden eyes wolf.


-Well, that idiot Soren never leaves her alone. He is like her shadow, but now…

     Vince remembered the assault for the attack, which was witnessed. Generally he does not care what happens to vampires, but this time they would accuse him. The last thing he wanted was to accuse him that something had happened to the vampire. He did not want to help but he does not want to have unnecessary problems. So he pretended to be angry and go out. He himself knew what was going on.

     He climbs into his car (SUV) and drove off. Well, at least had a clue. He still remembers my scent. So the wolf in him would have found me. Went around the city and angry that I’m gone. It remained only one thing: parking the car and walked away.




      In my house chaos reigned. My father was furious. He did not stop shouting at Soren. And my twin brother was horrible. He could not forgive himself for what he was told. He wanted himself to go out and look for me, but this work was entrusted to Kelan and Matt, and a group of guards.

     Mom and Soren stood in my room.

-How could I think such a thing for her? I’m guilty, that she ran.

-No blame yourself, my boy. Your brothers will find her.

-You were not there, Mom. You do not see her eyes… her tears… If something happens to her… I… I will die. I swear I will die.

     Mom could not tell him anything. She very well knew that my brother is able to do what he promised. That her frightened.




      I sat on a bench in the darkest part of the ‘Stone Park’. I was crying and trembling because of the cold wind. Moreover, the rain had not stopped. I had no intention of going home. I did not want to see a glimpse of Soren indictment. Did he hate me? I hope not. For a moment I thought that I would faint. I nodded dropped to the bench when I am leaning on something. More precisely, someone. I know the smell of wet dog (not literally). Then he spoke.

-Vampires are not you sick?

-No! Just bad luck. And mine is just terrible. What the hell you doing here? Do not you reach? It’s your entire fault.

-And what did I do? We just talk.

-And that was enough. Now go.

-And if I don’t want?

     I tried to get up but my legs do not hold me. Most sucks is that I got help from the culprit for my affliction. Vince kept me… too close. I must admit that it was warm. I was going to get out of his clutches, but I had no strength. I was trembling and just stood there. Slowly I raised my head and looked at him.

-Why are you doing this? You hate me and no doubt about it. Then why are you here and why you help me?

-I don’t know. Maybe I do not want to be accused without reason. Anyway, I have enough problems.

     Before I say a word, he lifted me in his arms. This time I tried to escape, but he held me too tight. I do not think that it was necessary to do so. I told him. I told him that I can do it myself. He said nothing, but would not let me. He takes me to his car and put me in the place next to the driver. Even put my seat belt. I do not stop to wonder why he is doing it. Vince did not speak to me. That’s why I stopped to ask.

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    Let’s start with: ‘What is SST?’ This is called Supernatural Special Team. Team, that deals with special cases associated with supernatural events and crimes. Of course, they work perfectly legal as the Police Department. Something like a demon hunters to the police. The president of the country ordered the creation of this team. The cops did not like SST. They call them with different names, most commonly used: ‘ a bunch of crazy lunatics with guns.’

     Why the existence of the Unit is necessary? Well, the reason is simple. The supernatural beings (those who should not exist or so-called ‘fairy creatures’) decided to not hide anymore. Exactly for that they made them part of society. And as you’ve probably guessed,not everyone agreed with this. However, who wants to be surrounded by murderers or potential ones? For this the department was created, to deal with them.

     Originally the Team had only human members. But once it became clear that people are not sufficient, the chief took quite a difficult decision. They recruited several… non-human beings. While the witches and wizard (in all its varieties, including necromancers) are considered mid range. Initially the voltage was pretty high, but over times this changed. People and the others began to live in a relatively harmonious relationship.

     How I know all this? Let’s say that I have experience with this… Organization. But it has yet to understand.

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 I went home shortly before midnight. My parents were already asleep. I went to my room. Quickly I took off my clothes. For some unexplained for me reason I felt like something profaned me. Like the clothes I wore were covered with something disgusting. This feeling disappeared after I took a long hot shower and put on my gown of light material. I went to bed and close my eyes. It did not take long to sink into blissful sleep, devoid of sound or vision. I was calm and relaxed. People said: “Good things last a short time”. And definitely not wrong. When I opened my eyes, bright sunlight blinded me. Covering my face with my hands. Apparently my mother had pulled the curtains because I heard she called me to get up and get ready. I ask myself <Is it morning already?>. Like a moment ago I closed my eyes, but now it’s time for breakfast. I was little mystified, but I accepted it as a result of last night excitement.


I stood up and reluctantly took off my nightgown. I put most ordinary jeans and shirt. On my bare feet I put soft slippers. Then carefully combed my hair and then tied in a ponytail. Once I was ready I went downstairs and went into the kitchen. My mother had prepared a wonderful breakfast consisting of toast with butter, fruits, tea, coffee and juice. My father was reading the morning newspaper and from time to time by sipping hot coffee. I sat at the table opposite him. No one spoke. Everyone was busy with his own actions and thoughts. At one time my mother, absorbed in her thoughts, told me that I should help her in the family flower shop. She never looked at me. It’s like talking to herself. No opposed to it. Anyway, I had free time. And I loved going to the store. Flowers calming me. Its beauty captivated me with their color and their divine scent made me feel amazing. Of all flowers the most loved was the red rose. It sounds trite, but true. Not just because of their beauty and fragrance. For me they were an example of the dangers that may present beauty.


After breakfast each took on the job. My father was a lawyer in a small office. He moves before us for a meeting with a client. Shortly after, I and my mother went to the store. In the beginning was quiet. We had no clients and enable us to change the layout of some of the flowers. But not long after the customers began to stream one after another. I began to wonder whether there is a holiday or something. Thank God we had a huge greenhouse next to the store. Until now no such thing had happened. Maybe because our location was almost out of town. But that day we had a spectacular turnover. My mother was very excited. Not stop smiling when send or receive the customers. And I was too busy to have time to smile. I was grateful that at least we had lunch. For a moment even I started to get irritated by all this commotion. Of course, I had to deal with it as it continued until end of the day. But that wasn’t the most irritating. About half an hour before the end of the day, the phone rang. My mom answered. Then come to me, prepared a huge bouquet of red roses and handed it to me. Then I handed the sheet of paper with the address.  That was just great. I had to bring the bouquet in the client’s home. Would pay well. There was no point to resisting. So I took the flowers and left. I got into a taxi and it drove me to the address. I stayed numb when I found myself before a large iron gate with spikes. The house was huge and in the Gothic style. I heard about this place but I could not believe that someone lives there. I prayed this not to be a joke and I passed that way in the dark for nothing. I risked and rang the bell on the left side of the gate. A few minutes later came into place and the gate will open automatically. I walked slowly and haltingly. Then I went down the alley of huge stone slabs. It seemed odd that there was no light. Neither the driveway nor the building itself. With every stop my heart beat faster. This place scares me. However,  I continued forward. I reached half way, when something stirred behind the shrubbery. Instinctively I ran forward. I stood up in front of solid wood and iron. I pressed the bell. My heart was racing like crazy.


Several minutes later the door opened. On the threshold stood old man with blue eyes and graying hair that nearly missed the crown. He was wearing a black vest, white shirt and black wool pants. In simple terms: like butlers in the movies. He looked me up and down. I explained why I was there. He nodded slightly. Then from inside the building heard a voice. It was kind of soft and silvery as a beautiful melody. Say the words with a strange accent.


-What is it, Walter? – The voice belonged to a woman.


The old man turned slightly and answered. His voice was deep and quiet.


-The roses arrived, ma’am.



The woman appeared before my eyes. She was just wonderful. She looked like a porcelain doll, which entailed the windows of expensive antique shops. There was a long dusty-blond hair attached to the tiara. Her eyes were blue and deep. Her skin was snow white and stood out against the long red dress, which she wore. She looked me straight in the eyes, but her expression did not express anything. I made the flowers of the butler, and he handed me the money. There were more than necessary, so I started to back part thereof. He said I should keep them. I felt awkward, but I got them in my pocket. I turned and walked to the gate. Despite the impenetrable darkness, I felt their eyes on me. It was eerie. Not lost and second and hurried to get out of there as soon as possible. I took a breath only when I came out on the street. I stopped taxi and lost in a seemingly endless stream of cars.


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I will not speak of another invention born from the mind of a writer. Everything you hear in this story is real. As I saw it. I don’t know whether you believe me. I dare not even to think about it or hope for it. The truth is that I just want to tell a story in which I played role without to want it. On these pages I want to pour all my heart, hoping that someone will understand.


Forgive me. I failed to introduce myself as it is right. But one more thing. Don’t be surprised if the names of the places that are included here are not mentioned. For me it was not particularly significant. The names are just a logo, I would bet on the nature of things. But to pass on the merits. My name is Christina Brighton. The events started to happening after my twentieth birthday. Soon you will understand everything.


I lived with my parents in an average town. Nothing different happened here that any other city. We had a small but very comfortable house on two floors. It was in one of the quieter neighborhoods. Right here is not happening anything interesting. So even the most insignificant drunk brawl turned into gossip. This to some extent imported a variety of our boring lives. On the other hand it was a little annoying.


Well, even as a little girl, I do not loved problems. I was always gentle and comply with rules that had decency. This made me a darling of teachers in primary and high school. On the other hand my classmates thought that I was too strange. Not that this was an obstacle. Actually I understand them well, although for most of the time I listened to their complains and if I can I gave them useful advice. But overall, I can’t say that I have many friends. The truth is that it was only one person whom I could call a friend. That was my former classmate Sally Williams. Nice girl with a great sense of humor. She was one of attractions of my humble neighborhood that really worth it. The other was “The Park of Statues”. Amazing place full of peace. Perhaps because almost nobody went there. I often isolate myself there to clean my thoughts or just to be able to concentrate on my work. Although I liked this place and consider it for my refuge, I must say that avoided staying there after sunset. All the statues there lost their daily beauty and turned in hostile and cold shadows of the pale moonlight. More that once I asked myself how can a thing to contain within itself both beauty and fear. I mean if you look at the light of day you’re feeling surrounded by angels but by night… Then those wonderful things fill you with fear.


Of course, I had not courage to go out at night alone. And I saw no point to doing it. But like everything in this world and this has changed. Not immediately, but little by little. Started at the moment that Sally and mutual friend Bly McLane wanted to go out to celebrate my birthday as we know. I agreed, but I must admit I do not like noisy celebrations. I do not really love any parties. And if I knew what would cause this day, I hardly will dare to step across the threshold of my home. But I did not know and I was relaxed.


So… The three of us went out to celebrate. We started with ice cream and entertainment in the fun-fair. During most of the time Sally was telling funny stories from out days at school. Bly listened to them with interest because he was curious. He was older than us with two years and for some reason had he was too mentoring. On the other hand he himself did not stop to flaunting with his skills in shooting. He thought that once succeeded to hitting the targets, this is a great achievement. There were moments when his excessive flaunting makes us laugh.


After the fun-fair we went to a little restaurant where we can enjoy on the wonderful dinner. It was nothing too fancy. The funny was that Sally can make so common place in the magnificent place and ordinary dinner – in wonderful feast. They are halcyon days. Too quiet I would say. But most people wanted this.


After dinner we went to the Park. There was deserted. High lights glowed and turned bright lanes in corridors. The statues stood on the green meadows. They looked like shadows. Sally walked past them, occasionally turning to face any of them. Grabbed her skirt and slight bowed. She behaved as if she was palace lady and met another nobleman. Even saying something like: <<Good evening, my lord! How are you today? >>. She laughed to tears. Make us to laugh too. But I must admit something. Despite her stupid behavior, I would never replace this friendship and for the most precious treasure. In her simplicity had a special charm.


But on the merits. As we walked along the avenue that led to the exit of the Park, I seemed that something stirred up one of the statues. I stopped for a moment to see better, but there was nothing. I thought it was just a play of light. So I went ahead with my companions.


But it wasn’t the play of light. There was someone… or something. He was a tall young man with gray-blue eyes and ebony-black hair, which gain magical glow of moonlight. He stood behind one of the statues and stared at us until we were lost in the darkness. He looked totally calm as if nothing in this world could disturb him. He was dressed in a rather unusual way. He wore thigh-length tunic in red color. Probably velvet. His shirt was of red silk. He wore a belt with gold leaf and red ruby on the buckle. His boots reaching just above knees. He had gloves in the same color as the tunic. This “ghost” seemed to come out from the pages of a book. But it was not. He was very real, even too much. Without even to twitch his face changed. The gray-blue eyes have become bright the color on red blood, but by his sculpted lips glistened long canine teeth were like from ivory. Without moving, he realized he was not alone. And so it was. But newcomer creature was covered in the deepest shade. Don’t issue sound. It was hard to tell whether it was fear or respect for this so-fine person. None of them spoke. I just stood and stared into the void of the night.



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