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Chapter Name: Beginning

The First Deadly Sin

Normal POV

It was a beautiful and bright morning, and birds chirped their way through the open window. Allen opened up one of his eyes, then the other. He slowly got up and stretched his arms and yawned. Strands of white hair fell onto his shoulders. He took the blanket covers off, revealing emerald green silk nightclothes. A sigh of contentment was released past his lips. Getting off the bed, he stretched the rest of his body and limbs before humming a small tune and heading to the bathroom to get ready for the day.

When he finished getting dressed, his sharp sense of smell detected the scent of bacon and eggs. Smiling, Allen went downstairs, only to meet the sight of closed blinds in the windows and candles lit in the kitchen as the only light source. A dark figure stood next to the stove./pp"Good morning, Uncle Neah," Allen greeted./ppThe figure spun around, giving Allen a chance to see his face more clearly in the candle light. Messy red hair, golden eyes, pale skin, and a wide grin greeted Allen.

"Good morning, my adorable little nephew!" Neah cheerfully replied.

"You shouldn't be up so late. I bet you were up all of last night working."

Neah waved his hand dismissively. "I already had some blood laced with caffeine, so it's fine, Allen." He smiled. "Here," Neah placed a plate with twenty pieces of bacon and fifteen eggs. "Eat up."

Allen perked up at the sight of food. "You can always read my mind." He sighed happily.

Neah snorted, knowing he was referencing his mindreading abilities. "Was that supposed to be funny?"

Allen shook his head. "Nope! I'm serious."

The albino sat down and ate his breakfast, Neah watched as he literally seemed to inhale the food. It wasn't long before two more figures appeared by Allen's side.

'Allen! Food, please?'Crown purred, twisting her tail around Allen's leg.

Allen shot a look of amusement at the seductive white cat. The pretty feline was handicapped, her front left leg burned from a fire that had raged inside her shelter. Fur refused to grow there now. A jagged red scar ran through her silvery blue left eye. At least the eye itself wasn't damaged. When Allen found her all those years ago, he nearly destroyed his home trying to find the right equipment to help the poor creature. What his and Crown's combined efforts resulted in was a beautiful Turkish Angora with a sweet personality.

'Yeah, Allen! We don't want those nasty dry pellets that your uncle always feeds us!' Timcanpy tweeted from his left shoulder.

Now this little devil was rescued by Neah when he found the cockatiel as a baby inside a filthy box out on a rainy day, which obviously shows that their meeting was fate. With a little TLC (tender loving care), the newly dubbed Timcanpy began sticking to Allen. This tended to put Neah in a bad mood if his grumbles around the house of "I was the one who rescued him" were any indication.

Allen shook his head at Neah's grumbling with a smile before letting out a contented sigh. They have through a lot together.

Neah, along with his older brother, Mana, were born humans. Allen, however, was born werecougar and was adopted by Mana, who found him as a small baby near a forest. Imagine their surprise when Allen turned into a tiny albino kitty. After much panic and freaking out, along with more transformations, they came to accept that Allen was half kitty, half human.

It wasn't long before the three befriended someone known as Adam Noah and his "family." Little did Neah and Mana know, the Noah family was hiding their identities as vampires. At least, they were, until Allen went to meet them and said "Why do they smell like blood, dead people, and poppies?" This immediately caused Adam to reveal his "family" as the vampiric Noah Clan.

However, a tragic event happened in the happy trio's lives. A car accident forced the three of them to Death's doorstep. Allen, luckily, was fine due to the paranormal blood in his veins healing his body. The two brothers, however, were nowhere near as lucky. Despite all of this, a Noah member, Tyki Mikk, was nearby. By the time he arrived, Mana had already passed through the door and Neah was just barely holding on. A bawling Allen and the horrible situation gave him no other choice but to bite Neah.

About fifty years have passed since that day. Currently, the little family was settled in a small town on the western coast of the United States. It was a nice change of place, although Portugal wasn't too shabby either. Using his animal communication abilities to his advantage, Allen became a veterinarian. After his abilities became more and more credited in a local veterinary hospital, many pet owner flocked to his work place. He is already in his second practice of veterinary medicine. Neah, who formally joined the Noah Clan, no longer had a real need for money, thanks to his family's wealth and influence. He decided to become a nightclub manager, which luckily allowed him to stay away from sunlight. And although Allen wasn't a vampire, he became an unofficial member of the Noahs.

Thanks to their now eternal lifespans, Allen and Neah had to pass as brothers, cousins, or anything of the sort every time they settled somewhere new. Allen is no longer a kid, but a youthful adult appearing to be in his 20s, despite the fact that he is actually in his 60s. At times, however, Allen still calls Neah "uncle" when they are at home, much to Neah's delight.

Change of identification is often necessary, but this time, the two "brothers" decided to keep their names and just change their surnames to "Walker."

"So what did they say?" Neah stared curiously at Timcanpy.

"They said the pellets you give to them are absolutely, horridly, looked offended. "Oi! I paid a lot for those pellets!"

'Then our sense of taste is terrible,' Timcanpy chirped with a deadpanned expression.

Allen told this to Neah, who then crumpled into a nearby chair.

"Do you need some blood, Neah? You really do look hungry," Allen pressed gently.

"I'm fine," Neah sighed. "There's still some in the fridge. I'm just going to feel really, really bored."

Allen chuckled. "Well, nothing you can do about it."/ppNeah mumbled something incoherent as Allen looked up at the clock on the wall.

"Whoops! Gotta get to work or I'll be late!" He stood abruptly, effectively causing everyone at the table to jump in fright. "See you later, Neah! Take care of Tim and Crown!"

Before Neah could even reply, Allen was gone.

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Kanda woke up around 6 am. Swathed in the darkness of his bedroom, save the tiny amount of light trickling in from his curtains, he swiftly got out of bed and stretched, keeping things short and simple. He looked down curiously when he felt something brush between his ankles. Swooping down, Kanda picked the furry animal up.

"I see you're also awake, Mugen," Kanda said to his cat.

The black and white Norwegian Forest tom gave a glowing orange stare in return. He mewed once and began purring as Kanda scratched behind his ears.

"Seeing you reminds me that we have to go to the vet." Kanda murmured, not quite ready to break the spell of quiet his home was under. He frowned as he recalled what exactly he didn't like about the vet. "We have to see that moyashi."Mugen tilted his head cutely and mewed again. Sighing, Kanda set the cat down on the floor again, feeling irritation well up in his chest.

"Tch," He spat. "I don't want to see that moyashi."

Kanda used to live a completely normal life. He grew up in this town, adopted by his annoying-as-hell foster father, Froi Tiedoll. The young man remained somewhat tolerable of his adoptive family, especially his brothers; the calm and blind Marie, the annoying-as-the-Usagi Daisya, and straightforward Chaoji. He would never admit it, but he somewhat enjoyed his quiet life with the annoying Usagi and Lenalee. It was peaceful.

But someone apparently had something against him, because that baka Moyashi had to show up. Along with his brother, Moyashi crashed into his peaceful life. The Moyashi was the only one brave enough, or idiotic enough, to taunt and shoot colorful language back at him. He provoked him and pushed all the wrong buttons like no other, even daring to come up with an insult in his native tongue (though where he learned it, he'll never know).

The Moyashi easily melded into the everyday life of the town as a very successful veterinarian. He handled each animal with the utmost care, all smiles and pleasantries, which only seemed to make people like him even more. Especially women - they just seemed to trip over themselves when they saw him.

Kanda would never admit it, but the Moyashi somehow knew exactly what the problem was for every animal, as well as the solution to the problem. He even knew what was causing Mugen to vomit a while ago, which had turned out being that Mugen had tried to eat something that wasn't quite cat friendly.

To his horror, Mugen, who had only liked Kanda until that point, began warming up to the Moyashi.

The baka Moyashi is always smiling. That's why Kanda always tries his best to provoke the man in the same way that he is provoked. Every time the Moyashi gets frustrated, Kanda internally smirks at his victory at being able to reveal the man's true nature. Never before, however, was he able to get the Moyashi actually angry. He is somehow able to keep himself from blowing up.

Kanda sighed as he headed to the bathroom to prepare for the day. After getting dressed, he headed to the living room to begin his morning exercises. This was followed by breakfast with Mugen and a quick meditation featuring Mugen patiently curling up on the couch in wait.

Kanda opened his eyes after a while and peered up at the clock hanging on the wall, indicating that it was almost time for the check-up.

"Tch, time to see the Moyashi." Kanda spat irritably.

"Meow," Mugen replied as he gracefully jumped down from the couch, as if the word "Moyashi" was a cue.

Kanda smirked. Even Mugen seemed to know that Allen is a Moyashi. He delicately picked up his cat.

"Let's go, Mugen. Maybe I can get him angry today." Kanda said, his voice a bit more tender with rare affection towards his cat.

"Meow."

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Werecougar Triva

-Are like werewolves, but when angered, they can endanger their lives by half-shifting. In lighter cases, their tail or ears may pop out instead.

- Need plenty of meat to eat

- Able to talk to animals

- Eternal life, but can be fallible if body is beyond damaged

- Regeneration, night-vision, greater strength than humans, sharper senses

- Currently endangered

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Hey guys! Its Valora Axeraider and as you can see I have adopted this fic from MikazukiNika. I will try to update asap however I am a busy highschool student who puts too much on her plate because i cant say 'No'. I really do want to write a statisfying ending to this fic because i really like it and really loved reading it. I put my hardwork in on this for all or y'all who feel the same. Review are much appriciated and as some wise random person said "Sometimes reviews are the best ways to improve" ...or some such.

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