I remember being sat in my room, just normally.

Like any other Royal Moroi my room was big and expensive, I had everything. My whole family did, they just didn't realise it.

I remember my door bursting open to reveal a scared looking Aunt Tasha. "Christian! Come on! They've gone, they turned themselves. We have to go!" She shrieked at me.

"What are you talking about?" I asked her lazily, slightly concerned for her mental health.

"Lucas and Moira! Your parents! They turned themselves, they're Strigoi now Christian. We have to get out of here. It's not safe." She told me.

My whole world shattered. My parents were gone. They left me to become evil creatures.

I didn't have time to process my thoughts though as Aunt Tasha grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the door. I snapped out of my haze and began to run with her. I had been taught my whole life what Strigoi were like, I didn't really want to witness a live one. Or two in this case.

I watched as Tasha pulled out a mobile and dialled some numbers. I realized that she must have been calling some back-up Guardians to come and help us. I heard her frantically call out some words to the person on the receiving end of the phone. My Moroi senses allowed me to hear the Guardian that Aunt Tasha was talking to try to calm her and give her instructions.

Tasha took my hand and started to lead me out of the house, still on the phone to a Guardian. We got to the front door and I paused uncertainly, scared at what was out there.

I had every right to be too.

Tasha opened the door and two figures suddenly entered.

My parents. My Strigoi parents.

This was really just because I really like Christian. Atm it's one shot, maybe two, idk yet.

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