Disclaimer: The author has no rights to anything bearing resemblance to the incredibleness that is in its entirety Sanctuary nor any of its lovely characters. Basically, if it looks familiar, it probably belongs to somebody else. The oc's Sammy and Cornelia do however belong to Willow, though anyone foolish enough to ask can borrow them.

Chapter One: Nine Lives, One Sanctuary

The large doors behind us swung shut. A room lay before us, high ceiling, almost catacomb like in appearance. Looking around it was all I could not to stare, trying to, all at once, take everything in while focusing on every single thing one at a time. A voice rang out in front of us, lilting, clear, and very British "Welcome to the Sanctuary"

ZZzZZ Seven hours previously, New York

Two girls walked at a meandering pace through the bustle of one of the busiest cities in the world. Their gaits were the same from time to time, but nothing more different could be said about the girls.

The taller one, impeccably dressed, had long blonde hair, blue eyes, and a slightly golden hue to her skin. She walked with the confidence of one with incredible self awareness, that or false bravado.

The girl to her left who, half the time seemed to be leading, seemed much the opposite. She had short, dark hair, that had, even with its length, managed to fall in her eyes. Her eyes, as they were, were brown as well, and yet seemed uncannily different.

She was a good three inches shorter than the girl she was with, but was still above the average height. Yet, she carried herself almost furtively, as one not fully comfortable in her own skin, though by the lines on her face she had every right to be.

They walked inside a small café that blended into the scenery, and anyone who might have been watching them would have seen them disappear into another sea of unknown faces.

zxz brown haired girls' POV

My sister Cornelia and I were glad to finally be able to get away from work and the stress of being an adult. Not long ago we had been ignorant, naive little college students not yet knowing how large our world was soon to become. Sitting down at a booth in the café, Cornelia finally put her phone away, having finally finished her text. A waitress came up to us and asked for our orders.

I ordered hot chocolate in my usual abstinence from coffee and Cornelia rolled her eyes at me before ordering some triple chocolate tai cream something or other. Once more left to our devices, I found myself wondering why I had come with my sister on her rather random and impromptu trip to New York City of all places.

"Who were you texting?" I asked her. "Beth, she replied, you know how crazy she can be without me to mellow her out" she replied, using her best posh voice. Muffling my snort, I muttered an exasperated "so that's what you call last Halloween?". Blushing rather profusely, my lovely sister muttered something unintelligible before attempting to change the subject.

Moments later the waitress returned with my hot chocolate and Cornelia's coffee, promptly putting an end to our chatter. Taking a deep breath, my hand on my hot chocolate cup, I had the perfect vantage point to see a large feline shaped something barrel out of what I had assumed to be the storage room.

My shock lasted only long enough to keep me from automatically screaming. Such was not to be said of the others within the coffee shop. In an instance, chaos engulfed. I groaned at the building pressure in my head and caught Cornelia's eye just long enough to know that she was about to try something, and that I was about to help. Then she began shoving people out of the building, barking orders. I followed after her, helping to get the people out, all the while providing as much calm as I could.

Everyone was almost out the doors when the creature took action and pounced towards us. The people in front of, just out the door pulled it shut in fear, and the feline whatever it was rebounded off the more solid than they appeared doors.

The lock clicked, and while such was good for the people outside, it certainly didn't bode well for us. Cornelia was looking around, as frantic as I, but neither of us dared move.

"Sammy" Cornelia whispered frantically, as if asking what to do. "Remain calm", I muttered back to her "appears to be a large predator, feline in nature, best move for us right now is to not make any sudden movements and to appear calm until we actually are".

That seemed to calm Cornelia down and her breathing became less erratic. Her voice shaking slightly she asked "could you try that humming thing?" "I'll try", I answered and began to hum. As I hummed, I focused on calm, cool, collected, and let such roll off of me with the slight vibrations, like mist.

A strange thrumming was coming from what I currently dub nekofeline. For a moment I was afraid, and then I realized that the sound was reminiscent to that of purring. Slowly, the nekofeline relaxed first onto its haunches, and then into a very catlike nap position and closed its eyes.

Its tail twitched only slightly from side to side, and behind it, the store room door opened.

zxz Henry's POV

Why did I have to drive? I asked myself as I finally pulled our inconspicuous non marked white van up behind the café. It was supposed to be a routine retrieval, but reports say that two people were still trapped inside. The back door was already open, and we were suited up. Our state of the art stunners, designed by me, were charged and we were ready to go.

We had no drunken Tesla to contend to this time, not even Magnus who had some head of Sanctuary something or other to take care of was with us. It was just myself, Big Guy, Will, and Kate.

Quickly and quietly we entered through the store room door, I went first, prepared to shoot anything that moved. To our utmost surprise, there on the floor in front of us was the unidentified abnormal, that looked a lot like a giant mutant cat, asleep on the floor in front of us…purring.

On the other side of the room were two women, stock still, one of them humming. I looked questioningly at the others, but they looked as confused as I did. A tad bit nervously, I made my way over to the two girls, giving the cat thing a wide berth.

The two women looked an odd pair, the blonde one noticeably taller than the one with brown hair, both looking immensely nervous, but nowhere near the level of terror most would experience at the sight of not only the abnormal, but us as well.

"What is it?" asked the brown eyed and haired girl, shielding her obvious timidity with extreme curiosity. I smiled at her, while the blonde with her rolled her eyes said "careful, you'll never get her to stop asking questions now if you answer that one."

I laughed and said "I suppose I'll have to take the risk, seeing as I can't tell you much except that its an unnamed abnormal. "nekofeline" the brown haired girl murmured quietly. "What?" I asked, my face becoming a picture of puzzlement. "Nekofeline" said the blonde slowly, purposefully over enunciating, "that's what she's been calling it."

"Oh", I replied, "that's clever, maybe Magnus will let us name it that", I said as an almost after thought. "Now I'm going to have to ask you two to come with us, to where we're taking the nekofeline, its safe there".

The blonde shrugged her shoulders in assent, but the brown haired girl seemed for a moment deep in thought before asking "you won't hurt it will, you?", her eyes sought out not only my own, but the eyes of every member on my team, as if seeing the answer to the question in their eyes.

Slowly, I noticed, the humming that, until then, I had not identified as coming from her began to change in melody and volume, and the nekofeline began to stir. Still exceedingly calm, it followed us out to the truck and sat docile in the back.

The trip back to the Sanctuary began silently, but I doubted that it would remain so for long.

zxz Cornelia's POV

So, instead of being in some posh established as I had hoped to be hours ago, we were in a white van with a possibly killer tiger thingy riding to an unknown destination. Great, really great. Not only that, but the weirdo driving the van and my equally weird sister, whom I love with all my heart, are not subtly flirting with one another.

Sighing, I finally broke the silence "So…where are we going, how long will it take to get there, and can I leave by nine, I have reservations at a rather exclusive nightclub."

Samantha sighed and reprimanded me with a exasperated utterance of "Cornelia", but I waited for my answers all the same. The guy with the sandy blonde hair was the first to answer.

"It's a place called the Sanctuary, home to not only us but many creatures both similar and incredibly different from the, er, nekofeline, you've just come into contact with. We should arrive any moment now and, as for your nightclub, you'll just have to ask Magnus."

I sighed exasperatedly and watched as my sister and the driver exchanged furtive glances. "So", began the dark skinned girl, her bangles clinking on her arm "anybody up for quick introductions?"

Smiling bitterly I spoke without mincing my words, "I'm Cornelia, and she's Samantha, we're sisters, who are you?". "My name is Henry", said the man driving, his eyes briefly meeting mine before returning to Sammy and then to the road. "I'm Kate" said the dark skinned girl, and she flashed a wry smile.

"Will Zimmerman, at your service" said the blonde man who looked like he could use some sleep, "and I'm-" the hairy part man began before being cut off by the nekofeline letting out a strange roar, announcing our arrival.

After the unnamed man had taken the van around back to unload, Will, Kate, and Henry led us through the doors. The doors swung shut behind us. The room before us was incredibly large, seeming almost impossible to take in. A voice rang out in front of us, with a British accent "Welcome to the Sanctuary"

ZZzzZZ

End/Author's Note:

Hey, Willow here, hi hope you like the story so far, the plot had been bouncing around in my head for a while. This fan fiction is being uploaded on Christmas Eve as a present to the awesome friend its dedicated to, Jax, or dreamer girl as she tends to go by. Thanks for all the support, Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.