This will be a sad story. But don't worry, no death. But just enjoy the plot line, I guess. ^_^

Oh also, short first chapter. Sorry.

Pyro snarled, his fists shaking violently as he tried not to break the mirror. He hated watching how close everyone in that pathetic school was getting. Not to mention the prince of vampires was beginning to heal completely. Internally of course. His heart was healing, and he was getting emotionally stronger. There would be no more grieving what-so-ever from the prince, and the vamp would gain real strength. Strength over the three brothers. Strength of his royal blood. Strength of determination and his emotions. He couldn't let that happen. He needed to emotionally crush him. And that happened when something tragic happened to him.

Perhaps he could take out one of his small, precious little "lights". He'd overheard the song. It was difficult for him to get a visual on the prince due to his abnormal blood, but there were times when he could get glimmers of his life, and what was taking place. Casper would be easy and still crush Fatch horribly, but Thatch was also the vessel for Jose. By taking Thatch out, he'd be eliminating one of the angels who could stop him should Juan Carlos finally be released into the world.

Now, Jose was dangerous on multiple levels, which lead to his reasoning of killing his vessel. And it wasn't just because of his power, no, if it were for power then he'd be released first. Jose was always strong. But it was also because Pyro wouldn't be able to manipulate Jose. The angel saw demons such as himself as abominations. Threats to society. Beings who should be exterminated. And his mind was strong, so there'd be no fixing that. But Juan Carlos was a demon who was horribly scarred on a mental and emotional level. He would be an ideal minion, who'd follow Pyro for his plans and knowledge. An ideal being to be brought back first, if at all.

Pyro began trying to formulate a proper plan to eradicating Jose's vessel; Thatch. Again, he was the ideal target. Thatch was always hanging around the royal family and powerful friends. Getting him alone wouldn't be easy. Not to mention he'd be hard to capture as he COULD summon Jose's powers now. To catch him, he'd need to find some way to get him to give himself up willingly. Bait, perhaps. But what could he use as bait...?

That's when the demon remembered he had hit a child with his hellfire, leaving a mark on his face. Moon, he believed. Thatch hung around that child a lot, and he was an ideal target with the mark and all. Plus, it would be a sure fire way to make Thatch give up. That vampire probably thought of Moon as a little brother or something. He cared enough to do anything to protect him.

' Perfect... ' Pyro sneered, spreading his wings wide. ' Looks like I'm off to Deedstown. '

Ooooh, this isn't looking good, is it? Heheh... again, sorry it's so short. If anything, it was a prolog! Right? ^_^"

Also, looking ahead a bit, this story itself might be short. I'm not sure... I mean, the idea is solid, but not a whole lot happens other than that. Sorry!