A/N: This is actually another fanfic of mine that I've decided to fix up. Please give constructive criticism and review. Enjoy.:D

(Lily P.O.V.)

If you're going to read this, there are some things you should know. It's for your own safety of course. The first thing is, I'm unnatural. I can't die. No weapon, illness, or mundane element can kill me. The second is, I get visions from psychotic dragons that are hell-bent on revenge. Finally, I hate being enrolled into new schools especially when they have a large amount of Night Worlders in them.

The old guy sitting across from me glared, and shuffled his paper work. "It seems you're paperwork is in order Ms. Darkfang," he said my name like a curse and I swear; every time his mouth opened I smelt rotten meat. Gross. Seriously, we Night Worlders may be inhuman, but we don't have to smell like it. Geez.

"Trust me when I say I'm very happy about that Mr.-?" I responded quietly. I was getting extremely frustrated with the geezer and I forgot his name too, which made me feel bad for sinking to his level.

"Mr. Tallow." His wrinkled face curiously resembled the business end of an elephant, especially when he scowled at me whilst he listed off the custom school rules. Eventually the stupid rant finished, and he stood up. "Any more questions Ms. Darkfang?" I shook my head no and he finally let me escape to my first class. Algebra 1. Perfect.

I walked down the hallway to start my first day in hell.

"Lily Darkfang?" I glanced up from busily studying the floor in my English class, to see a chubby woman with sparkling brown eyes. "My name is Mrs. Greene; will you take a seat in the far corner? You can take a couple minutes to socialize." She practically sang, and pointed at the one table of three, it was near a wilting red couch. I sat down. The other three people in the group were almost all Night Worlders. The girl sitting immediately across from me had orange-ish brown hair and a manga in her hands. She was a witch, I could tell because the odor of electricity and herbs surrounded her. She glanced up from the volume she was holding, and grinned.

"My name is Sara Salvina."

I smiled back. "The name is Lily Darkfang; it's nice to meet you Sara." I leaned over the desk to see what she was reading. "I've heard of Naruto, but I'm more of a shojo fan, so I don't know that much about it." Her entire face lit up like a string of Christmas lights.

"You know what manga and anime are?" she asked.

"Yeah, but I haven't read or watched that many, my favorite anime is The Ouran High School Host Club." I answered and glanced at the other people at the table. Both guys, but only one was from the Night World. He had long, curly black hair, red eyes, and a diamond pierced in one ear. Vampire. My lip curled back and I glared. I didn't get along well with leeches. I said "Hello" and glanced away.

He stopped staring into the distance and looked at me. "Excuse me, dog, did you speak without permission?" he asked. Sara glanced between us nervously and shivered.

"Lily this is Erebus Redfern." Sara muttered. That explained the aloof attitude, and why he was an asshole.

I sneered, "'Tis an immense accident I met you, my lord." The Redfern glared at me, his red eyes darkening and I turned away. I glanced at the person sitting on my left. Who was staring at me and the Redfern. "And you are?" I questioned.

"My name is John." He had shoulder length blond hair, which was pulled back into a pony-tail, and green eyes. I grinned at him.

"Nice to meet ya." The day was looking up. I was a little disappointed that my new friends were so boring, but due to moving so much, I had already learned to live with disappointment. I briefly considered hanging out with Erebus; he seemed exciting enough, if you were a masochist.

After school I walked home. It wasn't far. The school had woods creeping up on a fence in the back, which I vaulted over. I landed on the balls of my feet and started running. I was a werewolf, and a pretty damn gorgeous one at that. When I Shifted, I had fur the color of night, and my eyes stayed the same pigment of silver. I finally reached the house and smelled the mouth-watering scent of chocolate chip cookies wafting through the air.

"Mom!" I hollered as I threw my backpack and coat onto the couch. My mother walked in. She was tall with auburn hair, blue eyes, and usually a quick smile, but not then.

"Lily is that your backpack on my couch?" she questioned and glared at me until I picked it up.

"I'm just gonna throw this into my room." I grinned and dashed into said area. My room was, well, a room. It had a maroon bedspread, black walls, clothes, books, cds, and make-up precariously piled on any surface. It was messy, like my life.

"Lily! Come out here and tell me how your day went!" My mother demanded from the kitchen. Dragging my feet I went to face the inquisition. The kitchen was the exact opposite of my room, clean, orderly, and spacious. My mother had complete dominance in that place. I hated to cook, not that I was bad, it was just too time consuming.

"What do you want to know Mom?" I replied and plopped onto a barstool whilst I grabbed an orange. The crone glared at me and handed me a plate.

"Everything." She said as she turned around, right before the timer went off to get the cookies out of the oven. She makes them just right, not too crisp, because we both abhorred burned things.

"That's a little vague," I shot at her and peeled my orange. What I really wanted was a cookie, but if I waited until later, I could jack an extra one. "Um, I met a girl named Sara who likes manga, a leech, I can't remember his name, and a human named John. Did I mention how much I hate Math, because the amount of loathing I feel for that particular subject rivals that of which I usually save for the beasts of parasitical persuasion."

"Be nice," was the reply I got as she started shoveling the cookies on her spatula and put them on a cloth to cool down. "Okay, I know what's happening in my daughter's life, you are dismissed." Mom wasn't cold, just absent minded, and I liked it that way. I got away with a lot more than normal people because of that.

"I'm gonna go read on my kindle!" I hollered and strolled to my room. I got my kindle off of the bookshelf near my closet, and fished my phone out of my backpack. It was time to call the twin. Sometimes I dreaded this, no matter how often she, or I called, we'd always be missing out of each other's life. It sucked. Marie wasn't really related to me, but we were pretty damn close, as close as one can get without being soulmates. Most people didn't believe in soulmates, but Marie and I did. In fact, Marie found hers last year, before I moved. He turned her into a vampire. I wasn't happy, but they were eternally in love and all that. Marie and her soulmate Eros are the only two leeches that I didn't despise. I dialed Marie's number. No answer. Damn. I'd call her later, or visa versa.

(Erebus P.O.V.)

Erebus punched a nearby tree. Those aberrations dared to come to his town? Hunter gave the town of Council, named after the Night World Council, to him as a trial, and already he was being tested. Were those freaks in cahoots with the conniving old man? A growl escaped his lips. Not this time! I'm not gonna let him get the best of me again! He would just have to figure out a way to get close and figure out the Darkfangs' purpose for being in Council and exploit it. If he offered the girl to Hunter and the Night World Council, everything could change. He wouldn't be mocked for his ambitions, and he could finally earn the privilege of getting his mother out of Nathanial's enclave. It was unfortunate that for him to be happy he had to ruin another's life, but the Night World was full of such occurrences.

`Erebus's mother didn't deserve to be beaten by his pathetic excuse for a father. Nathanial was a cold man and had caused Erebus's childhood to be a living hell. Soon the tables would turn, and it would Nathanial begging for mercy, until then Erebus had plans to make.