All right, I must've lied in the last chapter, apparently all chapters and the whole story will be re-edited together, so forget about the 'check back later' routine, I figured that since I didn't do anything the whole summer, may as well add as much to the story as I could before school starts.

Now enjoy!

Canada, Ontario, Stoufville

"Dray, it's me, Jen, you wanna come over to my house? It's a snow day! No school! So how 'bout it?" a voice came over the phone.

"Sure, just give me 15 minutes and I'll be right there!"

Andraia June lived in the quiet town of Stoufville, just out of the suburbs. She had just turned fifteen, although she looked slightly older than her age, being big-boned and all. Wintertime was the best when in Canada, although recently the temperatures had been labelled "extreme", maybe it was because of global warming, but she didn't care. Today was a snow day which meant shovelling the driveway, and she was determined to get out of the house before her dad found her. Like most rural houses, her driveway was the length of a small street, even with the snowblower, it would take at least 3 hours to clear it.

"Mom, I'm going over to Jen's," Andraia yelled down the stairs as she dressed in her coat and hat. She gave her mom a peck on the cheek, "Sorry, but tell Dad that I won't be sticking around and having fun with him and the snowblower today."

"All right, but be back at before it gets dark, around 5 maybe. You know how dark it can get at 6."

After a couple of hours later, Andraia decided to go home. It was already dark and she forgot to call her mom that she would be late. Sighing, she walked along the road when she heard a scream and gunshots. She ran around the corner and saw that there were two cars parked in front of her house. Suddenly, another scream! She hid behind a bush and saw several dark figures leave her home. There was one that particularly stood out. There was a man dressed in a cloak with many designs and embroidery on it. The 15 year old stared at it in fear and awe. She shooked her head and snapped back to reality. When the mysterious people left in their cars, Andraia ran to her house and saw her parents on the floor in a pool of their own blood. Her father had been shot through the head and her mother at point blank. She was in shock, trying to find her voice as tears began to well up in her eyes. Suddenly, hand was put in front of her mouth, scaring her enough to find her voice and began to scream. She continued screaming and struggling until she was out of breath and broke down sobbing. She turned around and saw that it was a young man with shaggy hair who had stopped her scream. Beside him was a raven haired lady with pale skin and dressed entirely in leather.

The man spoke quickly, "Look, you have to come with us. I'm sure you've been taught to avoid strangers but there's no time to explain. We know who did this to you, but we need to know why. Please, don't make me take you by force."

Andraia was too shocked to speak but being overloaded with the new information that had happened in the past five minutes, she nodded weakly. Police sirens began to sound and the man lifted Andraia, into a piggyback and began to run. The pale lady followed close behind. They were running at an incredible speed, with an almost superhuman strength. They reached a nearby abandoned warehouse and the man set Andraia on the floor. The brown haired girl tried to absorb everything that had happened a few minutes ago, but nothing made sense. Grief, sadness and regret came back in waves, as things settle and sink in. Why did anyone want to murder her family? Should she have stayed behind that morning? If she did, would she be just be another corpse that were now at her home? Who were those dark figures? Who is this man and this lady?

Michael broke the silence by awkwardly introducing himself, "Hi, uh, I'm Michael and this is Selene. Don't worry about her, she's not much of a talker. I'll get straight to the point, if you don't mind me asking, what's your name?

"Andraia, Andraia June."

" That's a prettu name, but, uh I guess...that's the least of your worries. You'll probably think that we're nuts and I know that this is a very difficult time for you, but…"

"A war that's been raging for a better part of a thousand years had just found its way into your life." Selene said, completing Michael's sentence.

"War? This...there's some sort of mistake!"

Michael answered, "It's a war that's not fought by humans and mortals like you, it's between two ancient species. Vampires and Lycans, werewolves."

"Wait a minute, are you guys involved in some sort of gang? This better not be some cult shit, my parents...the police..."

Selene interrupted the young girl, "Can't help. They don't understand what's going on and they won't be able to. Look whether you like it or not you're stuck in it and you can't return to your normal life because now you know and seen too much. Besides you might not even live to see another day."

A silence followed and Andraia stifled a sob. Her parents were dead, two people claims that she was stuck in an ancient war and worst of all, this was all too real to be a dream. Andraia finally managed to speak and asked, "Who did this to me?"

"Vampires," Selene replied with a tint of regret in her voice.

"So you people are Werewolves, I mean Lycans?"

Michael answered, "Well, uh, Long story short, I'm something they call a Hybrid, a half Vampire half Lycan creature. Selene here is a Vampire."

"Wait… your kind did this to me?" Andraia asked as her voice slowly filled with anger, "how could you do this to an innocent person that had nothing to do with this stupid war of yours?"

Selene eyes transformed into the infamous piercing blue eyes of hers and said, "Calm down, there's no use at yelling at me. Yes, it was the Vampires but no amount of screaming can undo that. The only reason you're alive is that you were at the right place at the right time. All you need to know is that I've been exiled from the Coven because I helped a Lycan. I may be a Vampire but don't hold me responsible to what happened to your parents."

Michael saw the uncertainty and shock in the girl and said, "We'll find why the Vampires went after your parents. But for now, you'll have to come back with us to Budapest. The rest of the Lycan clan can help."

Just to let you know, I still expect a review or two, maybe right now, comment on whether you like the new changes, or if you're a first time reader, still comment. You could always read to the end and then review but nonetheless I really expect one or two more reviews before I add the next chapter.