"What's up?" Timothy asked, walking after his brother.

David glared at his brother and said, "Didn't you hear the doctor; he can't cure me. I'm going to die."

Timothy didn't know what to say to console his little brother. So he just sat down next to him on his bed.

The two were silent for a moment and then David looked up at his brother, "Timothy, do you remember the times when you would go to the library when we were younger?"

"Yeah," Timothy answered, "I still go there sometimes; when the Queen isn't in need of anything. Why?"

"I was just wondering, did you read anything about…types of people?" Timothy looked at his brother with confusion, "It's just, I saw this person one day when I could still go out hunting. She was talking on her phone and she had blonde hair; like me. Suddenly, she started yelling into the phone and her hair just turned red."

Timothy's eyes widened and he looked away from his brother in thought, "Her hair turned red you say?"

"Yeah,"

Timothy closed his eyes as he attempted to concentrate. Finally, he slowly opened them and looked at his brother, "I think she was a Changer."

"A what?"

"I actually read this book just recently after getting back from a hunt. A Chanter is a person that has the ability to alter their appearance like their hair, eyes and skin color," Timothy said. He sighed and placed his head in his heads as he thought, "The dude who wrote the book calls it the Mirus Virus."

"Mirus Virus?" David repeated.

"Yeah," Timothy let out a groan in frustration, "I wish I could remember more. All I can remember is if a person with the Mirus Virus bites someone, that person becomes…a…" Timothy trailed off into thought and his eyes slowly moved to his brother.

"What?" David asked nervously.

"Don't you see?" Timothy said, suddenly excited.

"See what?"

"This! The answer to all our problems!"

"Still not getting the picture," David said, shaking his head.

"Ugh," Timothy said with a mix of exasperation and excitement and he turned away from David, "Stay here. I'll be back." Timothy started walking toward the exit of the Hive. As he passed the Warriors 

he smiled and nodded to them, "I'm going to need all three of you." The Warriors hissed eagerly and followed Timothy out of the Hive.

A/N: I give full credit to the creation of the Mirus Virus to my best friend Sonya Elizabeth! The Vampires, Werewolves, and Changers are her work and the only reason I am using them is because I got her gracious permission to do so!