Hey guys, sorry this chapter is so short. Not going to be near my computer for a couple days so i wanted to get this out. R&R please. Enjoy :).

Santana

Quinn and I walked down the stairs nonchalantly, meeting Rachel at the bottom of the steps. She had a worried look on her face.

"What's going on?" I asked, now becoming nervous.

"Someone's outside."

"Oh God, is it my father?"

"No I think you should look." I let go of Quinn's hand and walked over to the wind. My hand went over my mouth as I ran to the door. As I opened the door the sun seeped into my face. As I uncovered my eyes I saw the person in front of me. They were covering themselves with wings. But these weren't like my spiny wings, they were actually black feathers as dark as charcoal. I could see black raven hair poking out of the wings. As I walked closer I could hear burning. It looked like they were using their wings to protect themselves from the sun.

"Emily….?" The second I said that the wings opened up and I saw the face of my lost sister. She was much skinnier than the last time I had seen her, and her eyes were barren. She had blood all over her mouth, and it was dripping down onto her white shirt. Instinctively I grabbed her hand and brought her into the house. Everyone backed up as we flew into the doorway. I turned and watched as her wings folded back into her back and she fell to the floor. I bent down and came to her eye level.

"What are you doing here?"

"I need to see you." She said as blood gushed out of her mouth.

"What happened to you? No, where were you. Why did you come now?" I had so many questions; most I knew would not get answered.

"To put it shortly I came because you found your wolf."

"What are you talking about?" Emily didn't say anything she just pointed her finger to Quinn. All of us turned our heads as we all stared at Quinn. She was looking at me in confusion and her cheeks suddenly became very red.

"Em, you're not making sense, explain."

"200 years ago I said the only way father would ever die would be if we found the right wolf, and you found her. I knew you would. When you were born there was a prophecy about you."

"Seriously what are you talking about?"

"Around 250 A.D. a prophet told our father is second child if a daughter would bring the one that could be both bat and wolf to him. So when you were born he planned for you to start walking around numerous towns, always being watched, always being spied on till you met the sacred wolf."

"No one's been watching me."

"What do you think Finn and Sam are doing?"

"I'm betrothed to them, they aren't watching me."

"That's how our father paid them. In return for their thousands of years of service they one of them would wed you."

"I don't get this whole wolf thing though?" Emily pushed herself off the ground; she rubbed her arm that looked broken and smiled.

"Father is one of the three original vampires, that's why are family has a blood trait. There were three families that created the numerous vampires. Ours, the masters of the sky. The second the masters of the mind. And third the masters of all elements. Every single vampire has a least one blood type in them, and this is why all vampires different. The only thing that could destroy an original would be the conduit."

"The conduit?"

"In all of these centuries there said that there would be a werewolf one day, that was born with a split soul. This wolf would be able to be bitten by vampires without real pain." I looked at Quinn, and Emily smirked. "I assume from that eye-glance you just shared that you already know that. Father always kept from you that werewolves can't be bitten by vampires without dying. Our venom kills them in a slow and painful death. But this special wolf would be able to consume our bite. And if a vampire ever tried to turn this werewolf it would work. But instead of becoming a vampire, they would become something more powerful than both. This is why father kept things from you, so that if you started biting werewolves and one survived he could kill it before you tried turning them." I sat in silence and turned my head towards Quinn. She was crying and shaking her head.

"It can't be me." Quinn said under her breathe. Emily looked at me.

"Have you bitten her?"

"Yes."

"And what happened?"

"Nothing."

"Then she is the one of the prophecy." Emily said seriously.

"I don't want this." Quinn gasped as she ran up the stairs.

"Don't leave, we still have a lot to talk about." I said to Emily.

'Don't worry I'm not leaving again." She said grinning at me. I nodded to her and then ran after Quinn. I got to my room and she was huddled in a ball on my bed. I went over and hugged her. She was gasping for air as her body rocked mine.

"Quinn what's the matter?"

"I don't want to be this monster. I don't want to kill anyone. Why me, why was I chosen?" I really didn't know what to say to her. But I wanted to comfort her in some way.

"I think that you were brought in this world for a reason. And I think it was to meet me. I don't know how or when this great battle is suppose to ensue, but all you need know is that I love you, and I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure you're safe and happy." Quinn brought my face to hears, and gave me a soft kiss. I kissed her temple and smiled at her.

"I think I'm going to sleep, all this information has sort of made me tired."

"I understand, I'll be in soon I just need to talk to my sister for a bit ok?"

"Sure, do come soon though, I don't want to be alone."

"Don't worry I will." I said while closing my door, watching the love of my life sniffle her self to sleep.