Hey guys! I would like to point out that no, Fang/Nick is not going to be 18ish while Max is only 8. That'd be weird XD Max will be grown up around chapter five. And Oh Mur Gursh! I get to see All Time Low in concert tomorrow night! They are my idols and have helped me through a lot with their amazing music! Anyways! Enjoy!

~Third person~

In the middle of the night a boy, looking to be in his late teen years, walked through the forest with a sleeping girl limp in his arms. They seemed to be the only ones crazy enough to be out in this weather. The wind was howling by now, almost tugging the coat off the small girl. The snowfall had only increased and was now falling heavier. Despite the freezing temperatures the boy was warm enough in his long sleeved shirt and jeans. The girl on the other hand? She was shaking like a leaf.

Seeming to notice this the boy picked up his pace, taking long, graceful strides. He knew that he had to reach their destination quickly, the girl was pretty much freezing in his arms. "Just a little ways away now, don't you worry." He whispered to nobody in particular, his words were lost in the howling winds anyhow.

As they traveled deeper and deeper into the woods his paranoia increased with each step he took. These woods were notorious for being a safe haven for his kind. If not for his inhuman hearing he would not have heard the snap of twigs to his left, behind them a little ways. Preparing for the worst his eyes began to glow that crimson color once again. Although he most likely would win, he truly did not want to fight at this moment, not with the girl in his arms. He would avoid it at all costs.

When their destination came into sight he picked up a jog. He approached the old Victorian house. The house itself was two stories and made almost entirely out of brick. He slowed back down to a walk only when he was a foot away from the front steps. He took the brick steps two at a time and flung the door open, not bothering to close it.

Making his way into the sitting area furnished with two old fashioned love seats, a leather couch, and an old wooden fireplace. Everything about the house was old-fashioned despite it being the twenty first century. The floors were wood that would screech with every step you took because of its old age. High ceilings made all the rooms seem larger then they actually were. Even the furniture seemed like it came straight from the eighteen hundreds.

The boy walked towards the leather couch and gently laid the girl down, her head resting on the arm rest. She shifted in her sleep and he held his breath, hoping he hadn't woken her from her deep sleep. He released the air in his lungs when she settled once again. He stood up, sighing as he did, and walked to a closet and opened the door. He rummaged around a bit until he found what he was looking for. He pulled out a black, heavy blanket and draped it over the girls shoulders,hoping to provide her more warmth.

He turned his back to the girl and faced the wood burning fireplace. He knelt in front of it and snapped his fingers. Almost instantly white and yellow flames engulfed the two logs in the fire place. The wood crackled and embers began to rise up into the chimney.

His senses went on alert once again when a sound arose from the section of the house the staircase was located. He stood and took careful steps towards the sound, ready to fight whatever was behind that corner. He visibly relaxed when Iggy, the boy's best friend, stepped around the corner.

"Oi, Nick, why is the door wide open?" Iggy asked, pointing to the front door that was left ajar. A moment after he asked he began to walked towards it and closed it lightly with his foot. Iggy began to walk back towards Nick when he stopped suddenly, tilting his head slightly towards the ceiling. His nose scrunched in concentration. As if he just realized that the fire was going he tilted his head and gave Nick a questioning look before walking into the sitting area. Nick stayed silent.

Nick followed Iggy into the sitting area. Iggy stopped in front of Nick and tuned to face him. "Is that what smells so good?!" He whispered frantically, motioning towards the girl curled up on the couch. Nick just crossed his arms and leaned against the nearest wall, glaring at Iggy.

"Yes, that is who smells so good." He stated a matter of a fact, still glaring at Iggy. Not a second latter Iggy began to shake his head and ran his fingers through his strawberry blonde hair in frustration. Iggy's gray-blue eyes met Nick's onyx eyes in a stare off.

"Do the others know? They aren't going to be happy. It's only a matter of time before they smell her too. Her scent is what woke me up."

Nick's eyes narrowed as he pushed off the wall he was leaning against. He took thee powerful strides until he was directly in front of Iggy, looking down on him. He looked like he was an alpha wolf asserting his dominance over a beta wolf. "It won't matter what they think. I'm the pure blood here you are the aristocrats, what I say goes. Plain and simple." He said, which left no room for discussion.

Nick lived in the Victorian house with two other vampires, not including Iggy, Dylan and Lisa. Iggy, Dylan, and Lisa are aristocrats, half human and half vampire and are not immortal. Aristocrats normally have the power over either earth, wind, water, fire, or electricity. Aristocrats normally are loyal to a single pure blood. If there is no pure blood then the oldest aristocrat has the most power. In their small group, Iggy was the oldest aristocrat. A pure blood is, well, a pure blood. 100% vampire. They can have up to three of the powers.

Nickolas and Iggy were both still staring each other down, neither of them wanting to look away first. Their staring contest was cut short when Dylan made his presence known.

"You brought a snack Nick." He said with a smirk and started to walk towards the sleeping girl. Almost immediately Nick was standing in front of Dylan, blocking his way. "She is not a snack Dylan, she is our guest from now on. Got it?" He growled.

"Common, just one bit." Dylan hadn't meant it as a question. Dylan happened to be the youngest out of all of them so he was still pretty foolish. But when Dylan tried to push Nick out of the way, Nick lost his patience. Almost as fast as lightning strikes Nick had Dylan pinned to the wall farthest away from the girl. Even with Dylan fighting against Nick as hard as he could Nick was able to keep him their with just his forearm against his neck. Nick stood a few inches over Dylan so he was looking down on him. For the third time that night, Nick's eyes began to glow red.

Nick barred his fangs at Dylan. "Do you not remember that I am a pure blood. If you cannot listen to me you can walk out that door to fend for yourself." He growled, resembling a wolf more then a vampire. "Got it?" He added.

Dylan gulped and nodded. "Good." Nick said with a fake smile.

What Dylan and Nick didn't realize was that the girl had woken up in the midst of the excitement. What she saw in front of her scared her. The nice boy who saved her life not a few hours ago was standing in front of her more menacing then anything she could imagine. When a quiet sob escaped her lips all three heads in the rooms snapped their attention to her.

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