Okay, so this is my first time uploading a story on here, hope you like it!

just so you know, Chris is the Vampire, Darren the werewolf and they end up kinda falling in love.

NOT A TWILIGHT FIC! sorry, cant stress that enough!

anyway, enjoy my lovelies! :) xxx

Burning Pains:

June 15th 1915

Sun streamed down, boiling the ground beneath his body. However, the heat was in no comparison to the searing, scorching pain shooting through his torso. To him, it felt like the pain had been there for years, whereas in reality, it had only been a day and a half. The sudden sunshine was not helping his case either.

"Don't worry. It won't be as bad now. The worst is over." The calm voice said over and over again. The boy, who looked no older than eighteen, was still screaming and writhing around on the graveled path.

"Don't scream it'll make it seem to go on longer. Don't worry, it'll be over soon." The voice said again. The boy cried out in pain. He didn't want this to go on any longer. In his eyes, he had endured enough pain to last him a life time. He wanted it to stop. He needed it to stop. He could feel his body cracking under the pressure of the heat and pain.

"Please, make it stop!" he cried, allowing his breath to catch in his throat.

"I can't." there was a sigh in the woman's voice. "I wish I never had to, but if not, you would have died."

"Jules, shush its okay. Don't worry about it. You did the right thing. He needed your help." Another voice comforted the woman. He heard her sniff and frowned. How could she be crying when he was the one in pain!

"Oh Cam! Why couldn't you do it? Why make me? I've had to do it so many times! I can't keep doing it!" she was getting angry. Her voice was cracking and spite was showing in her voice. The boy didn't like it. She was the calm one. She seemed to be the vision of serene calmness. Suddenly the pain hit even harder than usual. He screamed out in agony.

"I was his doctor. I was supposed to stop his pain. Not increase it!" she cried. Wait. Doctor? He had a doctor. She was a lovely woman. Like a mother to him… Dr. J. Kendall. Jules Kendall. This woman. She was the person who had taken care of him for ten years of his life. He was dying. He had had lung cancer. That's why he was here now. He had been in a terrible fire and his cancer had got even worse. This was supposedly saving him. But it felt like it was killing him more than the disease.

"Please!" he whimpered.

"I'm so sorry darling." Jules whispered, wiping his sweaty brow.

"Jules, you know you can do this. I believe in you!" The man's voice sounded.

"Cam…" was all she could say. Tears were overflowing. The boy cried out in pain.

"How much longer?" he asked fatally.

"About a day. It will be better. Trust me!"

"How?" that one word tore Jules apart. This boy couldn't trust her at all. She has

"Because I am going to look after you. I'm going to make sure your safe. I'm going to make you better!" she said firmly.

"Jules. I think you should tell him. He'll understand when it's finished that way." The man named Cam said soothingly.

"Okay." She whispered. She leant down to the boy's ear. She blew on it and it cooled instantly. He sighed at the relief of the fire. "Don't worry about anything Christian. You're going to be fine. And I know why. Because I went through the same thing as you."

"You had cancer?" Christian whispered through his dry lips. Jules laughed a little bit.

"No, but I went through this fire burning. I went through it about forty years ago. I am actually seventy six years old. I have to wear gloves because my skin is frozen to human touch and if I were to touch a patient with my bare skin, they would think I was bought up in a fridge." She sighed.

"I could use a fridge right now." Christian said weakly, trying to make a joke. It worked as Jules chuckled softly and Cam gave a small snort.

"Christian. We are not normal. And you won't be either." She said after a moment too long of silence.

"Normal?" he scoffed. "I was never normal anyway, what would make me even weirder?"

"Christian, me and Cam are not human." She said, placing a calming hand on his forehead, cooling him instantly.

"Oh." Was all he said?

"Aren't you scared?" Cam asked him.

"No. I guess not." Christian tried to laugh, but the pain was increasing in his stomach. The burning was killing him from the inside out. How could anyone survive this pain?

"Well. You see, if we find someone we think who is not ready to die yet, Jules change's them." Cam explained. "You were not ready to die yet. You are only seventeen. You had your whole life ahead of yourself; I could not let this disease kill you when you needed life."

"You were so full of life when you first came to the hospice, but then, when it got worse, and you were forced to live life as a vegetable." Jules took in a sharp breath. "I was not going to let it happen."

"So we decided with our family that you would become one of us and be part of our family." Cam said. "You will be done with the change in roughly a day."

"You won't be able to see any of your family or friends again, and when it is able for you to see them without looking too different, they will all be dead." Jules sighed. "I'm sorry darling." She ran her frozen hand across his face and neck, cooling it and giving him relief.

"What am I going to become?" he asked softly, not scared about what was going to come out, but intrigued.

"Are you sure you want to know?" Cam asked, worry in his voice. "Will you be able to cope?" Christian found the strength to nod. Cam looked at Jules and she nodded.

"Christian. We are vampires, you are becoming one of us and we are happy to become your adopted family so you are not alone. Ever." She explained. Christian smiled. Vampire. He was an immortal. He was going to live forever and never have to worry about anything.

"Who else is there?" he asked, now curious about his new family.

"Well, I and my husband, Luke, are the acting parents, both look about thirty five. Then there's Cam, or Cameron, our son. He will help you with everything because he looks around your age. Then there is Lottie, our daughter, looks about sixteen, very dangerous as well." Cam laughed.

"That's an understatement!" he said, Jules shot him, a look that could kill.

"Be nice about your sister!" Christian winced at the pain, but smiled at the familiar scene. His mother would have told him that exact same sentence.

"Please, when can I move without it hurting?" Christian asked.

"Soon. You are able to talk without screaming so the venom must be nearly finished. Your feeling cooler and cooler as well, so soon you will be completely changed." Jules confirmed as she placed a frozen hand on Christian's arms.

"So then I'll be better?" Christian asked.

"You'll stop burning, but you will be thirsty. We'll get you some fresh blood." Cam explained. Christian frowned.

"Blood?" he asked. "I hate blood."

"You won't, believe me. You'll need it." Jules said soothingly. Christian's body jolted and his eyes rolled in his sockets. Pain was shooting through his body now; it was too much to bear. He felt it go to his heart. It was crushing it. Christian felt death coming to him. The only thing he could do was give in to it. He let the pain take him to the soothing place of dreams.

"See you on the other side Chris!" Cam said happily, before the young boys vision disappeared…

Coldness. That's all he felt. Frozen darkness surrounding him. He was freezing quickly, he was going to die. If he wasn't dead already. He frowned inwardly. First there was the burning pain, searing through his body, then numbness suffocating him and now he was freezing. All the extremes were happening and it was all because of some change he was going through. But what is the change? He thought. I can't remember anything… why can't I remember things? He was scared now. He couldn't remember anything about himself. He was a man, he knew that, but what was his name? How old was he? Was he married? Did he have children? Was he dead? He groaned, but this time the noise actually happened. He was not dead. He was alive, but in a world of pain.

"Chris? You awake?" a man's voice. It sounded oddly familiar, but he couldn't place it…

"He's been out way too long. Maybe he couldn't take it and died." A new voice said. This one was a girl. It was like little bells chiming in time with the most beautiful music anyone had heard.

"Lottie! Don't say such a thing about your brother!" brother? He had a sister?

"Well I haven't met him yet. I'm getting bored of waiting!" the girl whined.

"Soon. He'll be okay soon." A soothing woman's voice said. That voice hit the boy like a ton of bricks. It belonged to Jules. She looked after him. She was making him better. She had taken a great risk to make sure he wouldn't die. She had made him like her and her family. Chris slowly pulled his eyes open, forcing them so he could see the comfort of Jules. He found comfort soon enough. Jules gasped and flung her arms around his neck.

"Christian! You're awake!" she cried. He groaned in pain as she touched his bruise from surgery. "Oh I'm so sorry!" she said before he had even told her what was wrong.

"So you're my new brother huh?" the young girl asked, hands on her skinny waist. "Yep. You'll do." A broad grin on her face. Christian smiled and looked at Cam.

"Knew you'd pull through!" he said, slapping him on the back. Christian spluttered and coughed but smiled all the same.

"Welcome to the family Christian. I am very glad you are awake and well." A new voice boomed. He looked around and saw what looked like a Greek god. This was Luke Kendall. He looked as if he had been sculpted by people with impeccable taste. Christian looked around the room and realized that, in fact, they all looked like that. They were the picture of perfection. Beauty was an understatement when compared to them.

"Are you confused?" Lottie asked.

"Yeah…" his voice sounded different. "You all look like… statues. You're all amazingly beautiful. And my voice is different." He admitted. Lottie laughed.

"You'll get used to it. It's just your new senses setting in. We have better eye sight, hearing, speed, agility, intelligence and beauty. It's good to be a vampire!" she smiled. He was still amazed. Suddenly, he felt a strange force pulling him towards the chair over by the window. A second later, he was there. His eyes widened and he felt a sickness forming in his stomach.

"Oh my god…" Jules gasped. Chris stared, the sickening feeling numbing.

"It can't be, he's not even hours old!" Luke said in amazement.

"I'm actually seventeen." Christian pointed out. No-one listened.

"He must have the ability of transportation!" Jules exclaimed jumping into her husband's waiting arms.

"Well duh!" Lottie said, now bored of the conversation. Eyes suddenly narrowed at her.

"You knew?" Cam asked.

"Yup." She answered plainly, looking at her perfect nails.

"Why didn't you tell us Lottie?" Luke asked.

"Because I'm meant to be keeping them secret!" she told him.

"Not when it has something to do with one of us!" Jules said. Lottie sighed and got on with her nails.

"Care to explain?" Christian's new voice sounded out in the silence. All eyes were suddenly on him.

"Sorry Christian… Erm, well, some vampires are extremely gifted and can have special abilities. You seem to be able to transport anywhere you want." Jules said with a fake smile. "It's nothing to be worried about. Trust me."

"Okay. Then how come she knew?" he asked pointing to Lottie.

"She has a name ya know." She told him rhetorically. Christian opened his mouth to retort, but was cut off.

"Lottie can time travel." Jules said. Christian's mouth fell open. "Only for a few minutes, but what she sees can be useful to us at times." Cam smiled at the girl fondly, making her blush.

"Oh, er, you might want to get some clothes on by the way. People will be round soon. We are having guests for tea..." Lottie explained. Again, Christian was confused. He looked down to find himself naked with single white sheet barley covering his dignity. His face flushed a bright red and held it tightly.

"Yep. Got it." He said stiffly. The girls giggled and he blushed even more when Cam looked down to see. He turned and ran out of the little room and into a big master bedroom. He thought that it would be Jules and Luke's, but when he looked closer, he saw that this was his stuff. Everything belonged to him. This was his new room.

He fluttered about, trying to find some appropriate clothing when he came face to face with a mirror. He stared and stood there in awe. His body had been transformed. He was beautiful. His skin a pure pale sensation, muscles that didn't show that much, but just enough to make him look attractive. His lips were smooth and stone like, but showed a bit of color so they were kissable. His wild jet black hair was tussled and wild, but looked as if it had been styled by top professionals. Then he found his eyes. They used to be a bright green, piercing green actually, but now they were a soft amber color. They had a slight spark in them as well. They were the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. Yet he did not believe this was him. He was not this image of beauty. He was lanky. He was spotty. He had a goofy smile. He was as weak as a piece of paper. This image was not him.

"It is you." A soft voice said behind him. He spun to find Lottie standing there.

"Really?" he asked. "It doesn't look like me at all. I couldn't have changed that much, could I?" she walked slowly up to him and pushed his hair out of his eyes.

"I think it's beautiful." She whispered.

"No. Not me." He smiled slightly, "You are." She smirked.

"I know I am. And I think we should get to know one another a bit more…" she leaned in and went to kiss him. Christian hesitated but then closed his eyes and waited for the kiss. It did not come. He opened his eyes to see Lottie standing, eyes glazed, hair glowing. He was scared. What was going on? Was she alright?

"Lottie?" he asked, he went to touch her but then she came back and fell into his arms, eyes closed.

"God damn time travel." She muttered. She opened her eyes and grinned at Christian.

"What? Why are you smiling so much?" he asked, placing her on the bed with his new found strength.

"Oh, nothing. You'll find out soon enough!" she laughed and kissed him on the cheek. He frowned. There was something she wasn't telling him…

"Lottie, please, you have to tell me what you saw!" he begged. She laughed again.

"Not too sure you want to know hun!"

"I do. I want to know!" he assured her. She laughed again.

"You will find out in about... 100 years. Sorry about that, but I am not telling you till then!" She exclaimed.

"You know, this is really quite annoying… and I've only just met you!" he growled. She simply smiled. He went to lunge for her, but she was gone before he moved.

"Remember, ultra quick!" she laughed and ran out of the room at the speed of light. Christian sat and though about what it could be she saw.

"Perhaps it was to do with my past…" he voiced his thoughts, and then quickly pushed them away. She would not have made such a big deal about something from his past. Would she?

So this is the first chapter, hope you enjoyed it! more on the way soon!

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