Prologue (1234 AD)
I was sitting on the couch in my fathers study when my little sister Amelia, or Amy, walked in and sat next to me, along with my twin brother Francis. When they didn't move for five minutes I set my book down and looked at them. " Lonnie, what are those noises coming from the basement?" my little sister asked me fear occupying her eyes. I strained to hear and I heard a small noise to which I wrote off as a mouse before giving my reply.
"I don't hear anything sweetie, It is probably just your imagination, why don't you ask you brother to tuck you in." and with that they left as I started to read again, until I heard the most blood curtailing scream bellow form her room. I threw my book down and raced to them only to see the remnants of their tattered clothes, the window open and a man about my age.
I had no time to process any of it before he seemingly appeared by my side and sunk his teeth into my flesh. As soon as it had happened I knew that they were vampires. He pulled away in disgust and at any other moment I would have laughed at his facial expression but all I could think was how I was going to die.
Surprisingly the excruciating pain stopped in seven days and twelve hours, yes I counted what else could I do? The vampire was nowhere around luckily I knew what I was. See I had read when I went through my Werewolf transformation that only three werewolves in the history of mythical creatures would ever be able to turn into a vampire. They were known as protectors, created to protect all races of creatures, and keep the peace. There is a catch though , it is said one protector can exterminate a whole race with a flick of the flick out a hand so the power is only passed to people who in general are happy and gracious as well as obedient of the law, that way no evil gets it. Then I remembered my little sister and brother and all my joy of live3intg retreated from my body as I grieved. Sure I lived but what's to live for without the people who mean most to you?
I would never see them again…