My Brothers A What?

It was about three months ago when I figured something was wrong with my brother. The way he acted around me, and the way he was in general he hated the light,and so did I, but I had a legit excuse I was a vampire;Max however, well he was norm or so I thought.

See my parents I was with now had adopted me because well they knew my real father,and if anyone knew that Dracula and Elvira were my parents they would treat me wrongly. My Father, and my mother had done some killing of their own when it came to them shedding blood to live. So they gave me up wanted me to live a semi normal life. However that became impossible when I turned thirteen I started to turn. That was horrible days it was so painful in my stomach like my parts were being ripped out of my body with no numbness. My fangs coming in hurt like hell. It took exactly thirty three days, two hours, and fifty nine seconds for me to turn.

Screaming in pain, sweat dripping if the temp was above fifty five, throwing things,laying in a fetal position rocking back and forth anything to get the pain off of my mind and out of my body. My foster mom being a witch could not meddle because it was nature that had to take it's course although it pained her to see me like this. So they called in my maternal mom and she helped me through it. It took it so long to run its course because I was fighting it.

"Don't fight it" Elvira said "Its apart of you accept it become one with it" after I was at peace with what I was it came naturally,and I did not suffer. Looking back at all that the signs are there with Max. However Max is something different, and I have yet to figure out.

I know it is something big because at night they send me away very night to vampire college which is where all the vampires go so they can function normally around people their own kind. There are two kind of vampires therefor two types of clicks.

The first group is my group we are the original as you would say royals, we come from the ancient vampires, we need blood to survive that what kind of vampires we are.

The second group are outcast they claim to be psychic vampires living off of energy anti blood drinkers, but no one talks to them unless you are one of them same goes for our group.

Now some people know who my mother is, but not my father because face it if people knew my dad was well Dracula some people want him dead, and others will be nosing into my business, and no one wants that.

As of now I still live with my adoptive parents, but soon that will change, and I think it has something to do with Max his friends are weird too. They always peer at me like I sinned or something I even thought one growled at me.

that was weeks ago. Walking to his door I knocked on it "Max are you okay?" I waited then knocked again "Max?"

I didn’t even wait I walked into his room a little cautious as I seen him sit on his bed; giving a little sigh I sat beside him, and folded my hands into each other. The energy was intense, and I knew something was wrong, but what?

"Max can I ask you something?" I waited for a couple seconds before he nodded at me to go ahead, and then when I took a deep breath. "Well you know your friend? The one with the long black hair, and freaky glowish emerald eyes. I think he growled at me last week, and all I did was walk by him" Biting my lip I blinked my now sapphire blue eyes and just came out with it. "He is a were wolf, and I think he wants to eat me, and I know your going through something so I am going to ask" Talking a gulp I asked in a tiny voice " Are you one of them?"

I looked into his eyes, and held my head down just a little, but I was so nervous of what he would say or how he would react. After a couple minutes of silence I was begging to get antsy; as I placed my hand on his knee "Max i need to know please be honest are you one of them?"

Still he said nothing the silence was so reassuring I needed to know, and I always needed to know why the hell he didn’t answer me Closing my eyes, as I felt clench , and even though he didn't say anything I knew he was. I could sense the sweat, and the near aroma of dirty, and earth when I was around him. If he was a human he would have smelled of salt, and water, but his scent was of pure dirt.

I know the rules about how were wolves and vampires shouldn't be around each other, and certainly in the same house hold, but he was my brother. I could feel the energy start to shift as my scent went from decaying and death straight to vanilla, and a caramel sweet scent. Which means I had to feed.

Vampires scents are changeable when we are not in feeding mode we simply smell of death although no "Norm" could smell it, but when a creature smells a vampire you know they are hiding unless it a were wolf they tend to be temper mental.

Shaking my head I smiled, and looked at him "if you ever want to talk I am here for you Max" As I slowly got up and gave him a hug only to cover that I was secretly smelling his scent, and it was conformed his scent was earthy like all the others.

Closing my eyes for a moment as I inhaled it, and then came face to face with him my pink plump lips only inches away from him. "You can always count on me to be there if you need someone" I stayed a few seconds longer then walked to the door.

I waited outside for a couple seconds hoping he would come out, and tell me; however, for him to come clean would take some time. Just then I heard the door slam, and as I peered over the wooden stairs I seen her. The one who is always with my brother.

As she walked up the stairs I thought it was just her then a second glance was half of the clan. As I went to my room and opened the door you could feel the coldness come out. As I felt someone staring I turned around and one lone weak new face I had never seen before staring at me.

As I sighed, and took a breath that illuminated in the cold air I smiled, and motioned him to come in as he looked to make sure others were not watching he slowly made his way to my room. Closing the door behind him as I watched him look around at the darkened decor.

He smelt of dog this means he was a pure bread, but why was he the weak one then it dawned on me he hasn't turned yet. Blinking my eyes I gently pushed him on the bed as I crawled on top of him smiling as I gently kissed his neck. Could I really do this knowing he came in with my brothers friends? I doubted, but the urge was too much for me.

I sank my teeth within his neck and started feeding on his blood supply it seemed like eternity, but was only seconds until I drained his life force. Lifting my head up I sighed as that moment of high came crashing down as I looked at his body.

Smiling as I kissed his lips "Thank you for that contribution" I told him as I lifted his body I was in a pickle I would say a dead pure bred were wolf I had drained, and my brother and his friends were out there what do I do?

I quickly had to think as I heard a knock on the door I shoved him in my closet as I quickly got into a red and black leather dress, and cleaned my blooded lips as I threw everything in the closet I kicked him to shove him more in so I could close the closet.

Making sure I was clean I opened the door and acted shock "Max what is it?" As I looked at him, and the clan behind him. My heart really was not racing it is typical for a vampire to become numb to feeling after they gorge.

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Reign
age 25

My family was never normal. Things around here were always a bit on the strange side. When my parents adopted Reign I learned that I had been adopted a few months prior, making us the perfect little adopted family. I resented it, I resented my sister. They always paid such careful attention to her, like she was of royal blood or some shit.

Me I was treated fairly enough, but only just. Like so long as the dog was fed he would be content to like his own balls in the corner. Still Reign always tried to make me a part of her life, she wanted to be a sister to me, wanted us to do family shit together when I could barely stomach her. She always smelt wrong.

Then she hit thirteen and changed, becoming a monster. Our parents thought it was just the sweetest thing like their little Reign was growing up to be a vicious deadly immortal while I remained nothing. Until I turned fifteen a year later. Then is was my turn.

I was out with some friends, good group of guys that I'd been hanging around with for years. It's funny when I met them, it was like they just gathered around me, welcoming me as one of their one almost instantly. Then one night I learned why.

The moon was full that night. Of course as a werewolf you couldn't expect it to happen on any other night. We were on the beach, just having a few beers when suddenly my skin felt like it wanted to explode. I doubled over, dropping my bottle into the sand. I roared in pain, but the sound became so much more.

My flesh rippled then exploded from my frame. Suddenly I was different, a vicious black wolf with the shape of a man. The pain eased and I was able to stand. To my surprise, the people around me also wolf-men. "Welcome to the pack." They told me.

Fast forward to Reign sitting on the edge of my bed beside me, demanded to know if I was a werewolf. Did it matter? Was she the only one allowed to be a monster? I scowled at her and she hugged me, filling my nose with her scent which seemed to shift at her will. Death one moment, lilac the next.

Josh was going to be the newest member of our pack. He was like I had been young, ready to change but waiting for the right full moon. Until my sister took him into her room, using her beauty to allure him.

I had warned him, I warned everyone about by sister. But they didn't fear her. Now maybe they would, though at a terrible cost.

I beat on her door, the pack behind me and my rage heating the temperature in the hall. She opened the door and feigned surprise, until I grabbed her by her death black locks and lifted her into the air with one hand. "What did you do to him?" I growled, my wolf barely being held back. I didn't want her to learn what I was like this, though she already had her suspicions.

I could smell the blood in the room, but that was nothing new. It always smelt of blood, my sister the killer. "Give me one reason not to tear you apart Reign." I demanded.

As Reign felt the anger come out of Max, and as he grabbed her she laughed and smacked his hand away from her. "So you want to know what I did with that dog did you?" Grining an evil smile knowing they would get mad at the insult. "What makes you think I did something? Because I am a vampire, and need to feed it could have been somone else he might have wondered off even before he got here."

Turning around as she walked slowly making sure her cape flowed as she looked back glaring at Max, and his pack of friends. Reign knew who they were, and now she knew what her brother was. "Fine since you all seem to think I done something I have to admit moments before you guys pounded on my door I had a litte snack, he didn't fight which makes me think he wanted it this way." Smiling as she fixed her lipgloss, and plumped her lips.

"Does he look familiar?" Taping the door with her foot letting the body fall out of the closet laughing as she saw the glares. "Oops was he one of your friends Max?" Smiling she walked up to him. "You shouldn't tear me apart, and you wouldn't anyway he didn't even fight he just laid there" she pointed to the midde of her bed. "He knew what I was, and what I wanted he gave it there no crime against that, and I didn't do anything wrong I took because he gave"

Feeling the pack snarl at her she blinked her eyes "If you will excuse me I have some where to be" getting to the top of the step she placed her hand on the stair case seeing her adoptive mom, and her real mom she smiled as they looked up at her. Turning her head she looked at Max. "Did you want to say something Max? I should get down stairs it is rude to keep company waiting.

Walking down the stairs slowy she could feel the tension in the air looking behind her to see if Max was going to react.