Um hi i'm new to the sight and this is my first fan fic. I loved the stories i've seen on the sight and decided to wright some of my own. This story takes place in Chicago and moves with the books. It might be a little fast paced. SORRY 'bout that. Any mistakes happen SORRY im still trying to figure out the sight.

Well now that, that is over ON TO THE STORY!

I own nothing written by P.C. and Kristen Cast :(


Duchess's POV

I have observed human life since I was a pup and I have learned, humans and their world are crazy. Their world is a strange one and maybe they think animals strange for the things we do, but it seems that things we think are strange are the ones we don't understand. So maybe their world isn't as strange as I think it is, but from what I've seen lately it could've fooled me. But it seems they that live in their world barley understand what happens in it. Anyway maybe it hasn't just lately that I've noticed that their world is a lot different than what I perceived it to be as a pup, a world of giants, to the naïve mind, just ready to play. So here's what I've seen to make my assumptions of the human world. Starting four years ago.

I waited for Stark to come home as usual when he did something was different, I rushed up to him with all the excitement built up in a puppy when they see their human friend again but he paid me no attention and kept his head down. He kept walking to his room curios at why he ignored me I cocked my head to the side and followed him. As soon as he got to his room he started packing everything up pausing momentarily at times to cough I wined wondering what was wrong with him I wined until his head snapped up "Hush Dutch" he said and continued packing his things in that moment I saw it. That weird crescent moon on his forehead I hear the older dogs talking about. It appeared on their owner's forehead a strange pale man puts it there. The old dogs say as soon as the crescent appeared their owners leave them and they dot see them again. Fear and sadness filled my heart at the thought of Stark leaving me with only his parents and sister, who liked to put me in dresses. Thinking about being put in one of those things again made me whine even more. Stark was done packing by now and I heard his parents come in I ran to his bed as I usually did hiding from his sister Stark laughed and said " Emily is at a friends house" he said I came out of hiding. He took a breath and prepared to tell his parents the news he told me to stay in his room but like him I wasn't one to listen to directions well. I walked down the hall and hid around the corner to his parent's room as his mother cried Stark and his father argued. But I did here them saying that the moon appearing on his forehead was called being Marked. Things finally started to calm down Stark brought up the subject of taking me with him he fought even harder with his father. The fight turned in Stark's favor but I have a feeling that even if it was said that he couldn't take me I would have ended up with him, where ever he was going. Some school the older dogs talked about their previous owners went to when they were Marked.

The House of Night is what they called the school. That's how Stark and me ended up at the Chicago House of Night. Apparently all House of Nights had what looked like hundreds of cats and if it wasn't for Stark's hold on my leash I would've chased them. When we arrived at the school a pretty blond with brown eyes came out wearing a smile and introduced herself as High Priestess Nova, but when she looked at me her smile turned into a scowl. Hump! Even as a pup I could understand Nova wasn't happy with me being there. She told Stark to follow her to her office we walked through he school grounds but I didn't see any other kids it was almost sundown yet there should be some one walking around. The High Priestess gathered all the professors to discuss about me staying there, something about upsetting the cats and it wasn't helping when one passed by me it would hiss. There was one professor who didn't seem to hate me, Professor Clementine. She kept me in her classroom since no students were in there yet while Stark spoke with the High Priestess. She talked to me like I was a person not an animal. Clementine said she grew up with dogs so she loved them. The Professor taught vampyer history and mythology she told me the stories she was teaching the students right now. I stared at her listening trying to comprehend what she was saying the stories were interesting but hard to understand for a pup.(its hard to explain) She talked to me until Stark came to get me with a grin on his face. I could stay!