Disclaimer; I own none of the characters in this story but Mae. The others are the product of Ms. Atwater-Rhodes's mind
Prologue
It was an hour still, until the Killing Hour and Nikolas Ravena stood against the black and while wall of his house. The music blared as the humans and vampires danced, but for Nikolas the party had ended and hour ago. As he stood against the wall a darker skinned girl with brown hair appeared beside him.
"What's the matter?" She asked, trying to take his black hair out of its short ponytail.
"Nothing, go away Marguerite" he said slapping her hand away.
"Com'on" she trying again reaching for his hair.
"I said go away" hurt Marguerite retreated to the other side of the room. From there Nikolas could see his and his brother's marks under Marguerite's sheer sleeves like a a candle flame in the dark.
"You didn't have to treat her like that" came voice from behind. Nikolas turned to face it. Christopher stood a little more than an arm's length away from him.
"What are you doing here?" asked Nikolas smiling, He's come back to me I knew he would, thought Nikolas.
"Not quite brother" said Christopher. It was getting dangerously close to the killing hour now. Christopher's eyes swept the room. "There's a new group of hunters in town. They are after our blood"
"What did we do now?" Nikolas asked as he mentally listed everything that could have gotten him in to trouble with hunters. He didn't have to list very far.
"Sarah" Sarah had been a human Christopher fell in love with at school. To make things worse she was a Daughter of Vida, so a vampire hunter too. Christopher sure knew how to pick them. The meets between Sarah and himself had never gone as smooth as Christopher had wanted but what could you aspect when there was someone in the room that wanted you dead, have tea? Not to mention the whole Vida wanted Nikolas dead. He had killed an ancestor of Sarah's. It was during one of their run-ins that all three had fought and Sarah had been changed into a vampire herself. Sarah's family wasn't to thrilled to learn what had happened.
"I figured they'd be after us at some point" said Nikolas casually. "Sit down" He gestured to the white chair next to him
"No thanks" Christopher glanced at the black clock on the wall. It was ten minutes to midnight. "I have to go, Sarah's back" and with that he vanished. Have fun with that bro, thought Nicolas sarcastically. Head-over-heels was the only phrase Nikolas could come up with to describe his brother. Christopher had forgiven Sarah for things he would not have. Sarah had almost killed both vampires; Nikolas could still hear his twin's screams of pain. He winced at the memory but turned his attention back to the room. Slowly but surly the crowd was thinning. He saw Marguerite seated a crossed the room. Another vampire with straw colored hair had approached her. He must have been a young one, stupid or blind for he reached out his hand to pull Marguerite up. A look of terror crossed her face. In a flash Nikolas was by his side, and the vampire's arm was caught in midair.
"Can I help you?" he asked his grip growing steadily tighter and tighter until the other vampire let out a yelp. The straw haired vampire's face was that of pain.
"I'm sorry I didn't know" he whimpered. Nikolas looked him in the eye. This was a newborn fledgling.
"Get your self out of here and never let me see you near her again"
"Yes, yes" Nikolas released his arm and he scampered off. Marguerite hung her arms around Nikolas's neck and kissed his cheek. She flicked her hair to reveal her long neck.
"Drink" She whispered in to his ear.
