Hey everyone! I was sitting idle, stargazing, thinking about my two favorite and legendary writers – Shakespeare and L.J Smith when suddenly it hit me. What if I merge their best stories i.e Romeo & Juliet and Huntress! So I guess I started writing my own version of Jez and Morgead's love story thinking that it would be something new and different for my reader. Please review even if you don't like it and if you like then surely review :P And do suggest me if you think there is any fault in my story.

Disclamair : I don't own Night World or Romeo & Juliet

It was a normal morning in San Francisco and people were busy doing their works. Suddenly half of the people, not sure, still caught a flash of someone running with inhumane speed towards the Muir Woods. Half of them shook it off thinking it was some type of delusion and half of them were too busy in their work to even think about it.

Meanwhile in Muir Woods a little girl outruns two of her enemies behind her and flees off to her home where her two brothers and a cousin live with her.

"Hey you thief! Come back over here" she heard one of her enemy calling behind her. It was Raven of course.

She laughs and bursts open through her apartment's door waking up her bother Val and her cousin Pierce who were sleeping on the couch.

"Damn Thistle where the hell you have come from? And why you're laughing so madly?" Val asked her in his sleepy voice.

"Well I sneaked into the Redfern's factory and stole this" She then held out a wooden stick tightly gripped in her small hands to show to her brother. Her face held a wide proud grin.

Without even looking at the stick Val came forward and shook her. "You Idiot you have been over the Redferns? You could have got yourself killed. You little brainless brat! " His eyes was fully of rage and so was his voice. Thistle has never seen Val so angry all her grin and chirpy attitude vanished within a second. Tears were threatening to come out of her eyes.

Pierce came forward and kept a hand on Val's shoulder. He then spoke to Thistle in a calm yet cold voice.

"Don't you get it Thistle? They're our enemies. They are dying to kill us as much as we're bloodthirsty of them. This is not something funny." His voice was determined and full of disgust.

Thistle understood the seriousness of the situation and kept quiet for a very long time which was unusual. She was quiet for enough time to worry Morgead and make him come out of his room to check on her.

"Hey guys what's up?" He came out all sleepy, his dark hair fell over his forehead and his emerald green eyes were a little cautious as he looked to three of them.

Pierce said cutting off the silence," Your little beloved sister sneaked into the Redfern's to steal some stupid stick.

Morgead looked at the angry faces of Pierce and Val and then at the broken face of Thistle who still held the stick tightly in her hand. He whooshed over to her side in a flash of a second and snatched the stick from Thistle's hand. He started examining the stick.

"Whoa ! Pierce I think you're the stupid one here to call this 'some stupid stick'. It's a weapon to kill Vampires. Don't you see it's a wooden stick? And not just some ordinary wooden stick its made of Japanese oak tree wood. This is incredible"

"Not incredible enough over our sister's life Morgead. Please try to be a little serious here" Val just never understood that hoe Morgead never took anything seriously. This attitude of him just pissed Val so much.

"Well I think you're underestimating her big brother! Look at her, do you see a scratch on her or even a hair pulled out of shape? She's perfectly fine. So don't be so difficult always and raise the enmity without any reason." He turned toward Thistle then, "You're really an incredible girl. Seems like your courage didn't stop ageing with your body." He winked at her and she smiled a little in return.

"So what you say? Up for a stick fight? "

Now this brought Thistle back into her original jumpy girl. "Hell yeah! I challenge you that I can take on you in 5 minutes."

"You wanna bet you can't?" Morgead was in his devilish mood. He always was when somebody challenges him for anything.

Thistle smiled at him in encouragement. "Sure, why not! By the way what's the bet?"

Morgead pretended to think for a moment before speaking, "How 'bout this? Whoever loses gets a snack for the winner after the party end tonight!"

"What party? And who's party anyway? Thistle asked him in confusion.

"Well, the Masquerade ball party in the eve! Come on, you don't know? The whole town has been talking about it. Everyone is going there."

Pierce shot a look at him in confusion." You mean the Redfern's Masquerade Ball party?"

Morgead replied in a casual and cheerful tone," Yeah! Who is would be organizing such a royal ball party?"

Val had had enough of it. He was already so furious at his little sister and now his younger brother too. He bursted up in fury and yelled over top of his voice. "Have you totally lost it Morgead?"

Before he could say anything else, Morgead cut him short and said, "In case you haven't noticed I said it's the Masquerade Ball party. Means we're gonna wear masks and no one will recognize us. So now who's gonna join me and have loads of fun tonight?" he asked in an encouraging yet challenging voice with his one brow shot upwards.

"I'll join you of course, Morgead." Thistle spoke, back in her chirpy voice and gave a high five to Morgead. "Never been scared of the Redferns!" She laughed challengingly.

Val rolled his eyes and looked at Pierce, still angry. Pierce said in a low voice, "Well if it's a Masquerade then I don't think it's any danger to anyone of us." Val looked at him in disbelief while Pierce continued in a guilty voice. "Anyways I needed a night out too. It's been a while I'd have some fun."

"Wow that's so cool. Yippee!" Thistle clapped her hands in excitement. No wonder even if she was sixteen, she still acted like a ten year, just as her body would do.

She was a lamia and decided to stop aging at ten so that she could trap her pray by playing the role of a little girl who was lost in the streets. It wasn't really necessary but Thistle loved being on-stage.

Right now she was hoping all over the living room in excitement of going to the ball party. She was swinging over Morgead, her favorite brother. He always pampered her like his own child and treated her like a matured sixteen year old which neither Val nor Pierce did. He understood her in a different way which she really liked about him. And the best part about him – He was also not interested in the stupid family war kind stuff with the Redferns, just like Thistle.

Whoever will my brother love, that girl will be the luckiest and prettiest girl in the world. Thistle just knew it from the depth of her heart.

Thanks a lot for reading. You don't know how much it means to me. Love you all for the tremendous support.

VampyWildCat