The clock read 11:59. The red glowing letters lit the small sparsely furnished room. The windows rattled with the force of the wind and rain. The storm had only just started and felt not ominous but as if it was waiting to welcome something. It felt as though it was holding off the real fireworks until something took place. The young man on the bed lay awake staring at the clock waiting for the stroke of midnight to fall.

As the time rolled over to 12:00 a searing pain ran through him and an ear splitting roll of thunder rocked the ground as the whole night sky lit an eerie green as the lighting flashed down to strike the boy's house. The young man spent what seemed like hours fighting to stay awake trough the unbearable pain. He couldn't think or see and the world around him didn't exist. Only pain.

It ended right after it felt like his back had split open from shoulders to waist. As he could finally breath again he started to sit up and whimpered at the pain running along his spine. Answering whimpers came from the floor next to him and he looked down to the side of his bed. Looking up at him were three pairs of glowing eyes. One was red, one green, and one purple. The eyes were the only thing he could see in the dark. He reached to turn on the light and looked to see what they were. The sight that met him was shocking. Three long lithe canine like bodies with snake like heads and skin, and bat like wings sat there looking up at him adoringly.

They were all different colors. The largest was black and looked like a warrior, the next one was dark blood red and he looked clever and quick witted and the smallest of the three was dark green. She looked like she could get into anything.

'Master?' the black one asked in the hissing language he knew so well.

'I cant be your master I'm Harry, just Harry' he spoke back hissing the fluid like tongue.

'Yes master you are the heir to night throne. In being what you are we are your familiars and have been waiting for you to wake. We are hellhounds and as you get older more of us will bond to you. As people have we have different abilities and are good at different things. You are free to name us what you please.' The red one spoke back.

'Ok, then first I'll give you names, you' he pointed to the black one 'how about… Kyoto?'

'It is perfect master, I like that name'

Harry pointed to the red one 'how do you like… Sakoto?

'I love it master!'

'And you beautiful one how would you like... Hatara?'

'It is a beautiful name master'

'Alright now my name is Harry not master.' He grinned at them 'now I would like to know what I am'

'As heir to the throne of night you are part daemon and part dragon. If you would look into the mirror Harry you'll see what I mean.'

He got up off the bed and went to look in the mirror and what he saw almost made him pass out all over again.