Chapter 1: Delasko

The ideal sunset: One laced with orange, light bleeding into the sky's purple and black as the Sun left our world behind for greater pickings? We can delude ourselves all we want, but everything has preferences, and Earth was not the sun's. But I wish it was. Vaitaga could not attack in sunlight because of the radiation. But at night, they made up for lost time with their scary speeds. I hate sunset for that reason, no matter its beauty; death always follows right afterwards. And the stronger the Vaitaga, the more radiation they could handle; and soon they could become DayWalkers, just as today's media and movies made.

"Delasko?"a voice calls with concern, and I flinch. I should be able to sense my sister coming, but again, I got preoccupied. Not good, especially with dark approaching so quickly. I hated winter.
And so did my sister, Eracia. She was bundled in a hooded wool coat that must've costed her hundreds of my hard-earned Gestra. Humans called their bartering money, but seriously, it was surprisingly fragile and bland compared to what Gestra was. Eracia was 7 years old, yet already carrying herself as the dignified woman I know she'll grow up to become, but god did she have to buy so much!? I know her friends were loaded, and honestly, she seemed to always be buying things for them anyway. But I promised mother I'd protect her, and who knows what she'd resort to to please those rich pricks.
Mother.
"Delasko?" Eracia asks with impatience, and I grunt, "What now?"
She smiles and walks up to me, swinging her hips left and right in a drunken manner. I didn't like what she was trying to do, and so I step back a foot, which she closes anyway, ignoring my hint for her to stay the fang away from me. "Bro, do you remember Ralesk?"
God did I not want to. Ralesk was one of those rich pricks I mentioned earlier, except he had a tendency to try and fang my sister, which was totally not good with me. He once touched her arse in front of me, and I slashed him across the face with my nails, no weapon. The scars covered up hours later( we Wolferfa heal extremely fast), but Ralesk got my message: Act like my sister was crap, and his face would look worse than it."
But instead of reminding my sister of that unfortunate(for Ralesk) incident, I reply, "You mean the douchebag that still is one? Yeah, I remember him." My sister snorts and looks me. "Well, would you mind if we were dating?"
I so don't need this right now, especially when we're still far away from Sasha, our friendly Makesta. I'll explain all these terms later when my sister and I aren't in danger of being killed. Hell, I'll in throw in some more things. But as for the dating thing. "Do I mind, hell yes. But seeing as you two are already kinda dating, I don't have anything say right now. But we really got to get back right now. "
She gives me a look of despair, as if she'll die if I don't give her a complete answer, but the sun is gone now, and the sky is a canvas of black and yellow. I don't need my enhanced hearing to know that the Vaitaga are out there, along with other dangers. Eracia gave me a look, and then planted her feet. "I'm not moving until you give me your word that you won't kill my boyfriend."
I gave her a look of disbelief now, and voiced my anger. "I do not have time for your bullshit! If you need more blessing, find another boy who isn't such a douche. And we are going now!" I grabbed her by the arm, and she tried to pull back, which really didn't work. Only men could be Wolerfa, and Eracia was a beginning Drakisstai. I had years of strength, natural power, and anger on my side. I walked to the edge of the roof, ignoring her swears and complaints, scanning the dark fringe of bushes some hundred feet from the roof. I needed to get within Sasha's magical barriers; her magic made an area seem like there was more radiation than there actually is. So long as the Vaitaga wasn't cocky or a DayWalker, we were usually safe.
The roof was thirty feet from the ground, and would land us down in a shady part of Wal-Mart's Parking Lot. Still, it was better than going back through the store. Leaping down with Eracia, I automatically scanned the environment; my senses were saying this wasn't right. Eracia obliviously continued you rambling, not catching on that I wasn't listening. Walking slowly, I ignore the noisy crunch my combat boots make on the asphalt, the crickets that...have gone quiet.
"Get down!"I yell as the air is ramming into my face, meaning something is pushing it towards me. I don't look to see if Eracia is on the ground, I surge forward. A body slams into mine, and I'm rolling back with it, throwing it to the ground and rolling on top before slashing with my claws. They within an inch of the Vataiga's neck before it catches it, and I dig into its right shoulder with my other hand, trying to cause pain. It starts to falter, and I bear down on it, pressing my face into it.
"You ready to die?" I growl, letting my voice become deeper, more menacing. The Vaitaga struggles to push me off, and I laugh before throwing myself to the left and rolling. Eracia screams and I surge to my feet dodging a stake thrust from one of the Vaitaga. Weird, Vaitaga normally use only their fangs and natural weapons. Still I don't spare anymore thought. Twisting my body to get on the blindside, I duck under a backhand slash, and surge forward, knocking the creature over.
It falls hard, but is up almost immediately, wielding the stake. I just notice that it is silver, and has a geometric pattern on the bottom. Quite fancy if I do say so myself.
I catch a crunch behind and jump above the Vaitaga in front of me. Let's just say that they aren't expecting it, and I dig my claws into the side of Walmart before looking down, and see their eyes are transfixed on me. Well good.
"Hey!" I yell down, and they flinch as if I slapped them. I take this time to view them: One of the Vaitaga are female, the other male. The female is about five nine, has a slight tan, and I have to say it, a great body. Her chest is broad, her hips nice, I must say, she's hot. Her hair is almost black, just a brown shade too light, and her eyes are studying in me, although she's having a much harder time than me distinguishing my features. The man is a couple feet from her, and also handsome. His chest is thick and even through his suit I can see his muscles bulge. His eyes are a light blue, and his face in a pissed off line; he obviously didn't think I'd be able to live long. Then I notice that they don't look pissed, but expectant.
"Shit." I swear before I hear the pull of the trigger. I throw myself off the wall and land in a battle-crouch tuning to my ears. The gunman is on the roof. I twist my mouth and let off a snarl of anger and turn to see the woman pelting towards me. Even for Vaitaga she's fast, and very determined. I roll to the side as she lashes out with her foot, grab the leg she is on, and pull her. She utters a surprised oof as she hits the ground and I slam her head into it before swiveling my head back in the direction she came.
"Hathaway!" the man on the ground shouts and he comes charging towards me. I also catch the scent of the Gunman, who has just leaped down from the roof, and drawn the oh-so-sweet(sarcasm) smell of silver. Damn I need to get out of here. Eracia's gone and I'm happy for that, it means she won't have nightmares. I let loose all my barriers, and fall into myself, until I'm only a passenger.
AND THE WOLF TAKES CONTROL

My shirt tears and I grow even taller than my six foot one height, muscle twisting and growing as hormones and chemicals bring overload. My already sharp nails grow into two foot rakes and my hand grows around five times larger. My chest puffs out, the muscle and organs hardening and growing larger to meet the demands of my large body, all the while my heart thumps madly conducting the bodily ensemble. My teeth all sharpen into points, but my canines grow, and poke just out of my mouth. My tongue grows hooked barbs so even a lick can tear off meat and flesh. My back sharpens and my spinal cord receeds deeper into my back, a ridge of bone guarding it now.

Then comes the fur, which erupts in an explosion. The Vaitaga by this time have stopped, but I really don't care. They should fear me, be in awe. It's white as snow at first, but then it darkens, darkens till it is black as the night, only the stars, moon, and lights of Walmart allow me to be visible. My mouth lengthens out into a muzzle and my eyes turning a deeper blue, almost like electric ice. They tear, and red runs down to my snout in streaks before drying into part of the fur too. Pointed ears finish the exterior change and the last of my interior finishes in a powerful flourish; my throat twists and tightens and I draw in a vortex of air before howling. Screw if the humans hear.

I focus down on the Three Vaitaga which have regrouped together, and are regarding me with fear. Let them...I am a Wolfera...

Hey all it's LongLoreLover. I didn't want Vampire Academy to end, and so this will be my add-on to what could be a seventh book. It does have Rose and Dimitri and them, this just established something. The next chapter is Rose Hathaway, and will be uploaded Wednesday, (August 22, 2012). Enjoy, and live Vampire Academy. Remember: They come first...