Revelations

Davion watched from the high limbs of a tree, just behind Helsing Manor. His eyes studied the werewolf pack below him. This clan, he noted, did not need the light of a full moon to transform. They could change at will. This fact only made matters worse.

You see, these wolves were alarmingly close to the Helsing Manor, just a few yards away from Dawn's Terrace. He had secretly been tracking the pack for days. He hadn't told Dawn, for fear of scaring her further. She was already on edge from discovering the truth about her heritage; not to mention, Maria being a werewolf herself. She didn't need anymore stress.

Davion caught a gray wolf skulking just beneath the terrace. The vampire swooped in over the beast and tore it to shreds, with his bare hands. Sinking his teeth into the wolf-man's flesh, he drained it of all his blood, all the while, Davion's keen red eyes watched the rest of the wolves. Seeing that their friend was dead, and not wanting to tangle with such a strong vampire as he, while in such few numbers, they all retreated into the dark woods.

Dawn:

It's William and Maria's anniversary, today. They have gone out for the evening, leaving me to look after their dark haired pup, Anna. I may have told you earlier that I liked my little half sister. I take it back.

The kid creeps me out. She acts like she's even older than I am. She speaks with the wit of a full-grown woman. Her eyes have this passive, far away look to them. And with a werewolf for a mom, chances are she's one too.

No surprise there

What's worse is she's not as distracted as my father and Maria. She's becoming more and more suspicious of me. I don't know how much longer I can keep Davion a secret.

My least favorite thing about having to baby sit is I can't meet with Davion till after the brat's asleep. Damn it.

That night we sat together on the sofa, watching "Spongebob". I glanced over at her. She was sitting deathly still, her eyes staring blankly at the screen. One of the creepiest things about Anna is the clothes she wears. She always wears frilly, 1800's styled dresses, with ribbons and bows everywhere. I don't think I've ever seen her wear a plain tee-shirt and jeans, like normal kids.

With a small tap of her heel, she dropped onto the wooden floor. "I'm going to bed. Good night Dawn." I gave a fake smile, "Good night Anna. Sleep tight."

As soon as the girl closed her bedroom door I shot up to my room, to meet with Davion.

To my greatest disappointment he wasn't there waiting for me.

I sat at the edge of my bed waiting for him for two hours! I finally gave up at around midnight, and put on my nightgown. I slipped into my sheets and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

Not long after, I felt the strange sensation of someone being in the room with me. My eyes fluttered open to see Davion smiling down from the ceiling above me.

I gasped in surprise. He chuckled down at me, his green eyes shining in delight. "I love it when you're scared. Fear makes your blue eyes sparkle." He said malevolently.

I glared daggers at him, "That isn't funny!" I yelled, "Now get down from my ceiling!" He floated down, flipping in midair, so that his feet landed squarely on the floor.

I scurried out of bed, to stand beside him. "What took you so long!" I said angrily, crossing my arms across my chest. A broad smirk creeped over his face, "Nice nightgown." He laughed. My eyes shot to my short pink nightgown, that barely covered anything. I once again grabbed my blanket from my bed and covered my self with it.

He laughed deeper at my show of modesty. I watched him pace back to the terrace. "Come here. Take a look at this." He said in a low whisper, motioning towards himself. I obeyed. It was impossible to say no to him. When I came to the terrace he pointed down below us. My eyes followed his motion. I could see at least six pairs of blazing golden eyes shining back at me in the darkness of the forest. "What are they?" I asked, my eyes wide in wonder. His face and tone turned serious, "Werewolves. They've been stalking you, for weeks, perhaps, since you arrived here." I gasped in horror, "Why?" I heard his teeth clinch, "These wolves are not hunting this close to Helsing manor, on their own will. They aren't that stupid. I believe they are scouts sent by someone, to track you." I glanced over at him, his eyes were smoldering at the dogs. "Sent by who?" I asked. "Who do you think?" he hissed.

Then it dawned on me, "Maria?" I breathed. He looked over at me and nodded.

I put my hand to my forehead to steady myself. The world suddenly felt like it was spinning. "Are you alright, Dawn?" he asked in concern. "I'm fine. I just need some air." I assured him, patting him on the shoulder.

"Very well" He said. "Put on some warmer clothes and we'll go for a run. I smiled in excitement. I kind of liked running with him, it felt like flying, but without the death threat of a plane.

I skipped behind my changing screen and threw on some jeans and a sweatshirt. Then I quickly slipped on my boots. "Ready," I announced happily.

He took me by the hand and threw me over his shoulder. I grabbed a hold of his neck, tightly. Then we were off.

He leaped from the terrace and rushed through the trees, with me on his back. I was amazed at his speed, and how he could jump from tree to tree without hitting anything.

When I got used to the rapid movement, I found myself thoroughly enjoying it. "Woohoo!" I shouted, playfully. He chuckled at me. "You are a strange creature, Dawn Night." I giggled and pressed my cheek up against his ear, so that he could hear me, "Look who's talking." He turned his head slightly towards me, I could see him gazing at me out of the corner of his eye. He laughed, "true."

He leaped again, over a deep ravine. Where were we? I had no idea. He could cover a lot of ground. As we leaped over the clearing, beneath us, shots rang out through the air. He stopped where he landed. He let go of my legs so I could climb down. He ran to the side of the cliff, where he could view the clearing. I came to stand beside him.

There was a small house, there surrounded by thick forest. There were more shots.

That's when I saw two figures come running out of the house, followed by a very large black wolf with golden eyes. There was a woman and a little girl, dressed humbly in plain old styled clothes.

They moved quickly for humans, but the wolf was faster. It caught up to them and tackled the woman to the ground. She screamed in a foreign language to her daughter who had stopped to help her mother. The girl hesitated, but then began to run again as a tall dark figure in a leather coat and hat entered the clearing. He ordered the wolf not to harm the woman yet and aimed a silver gun at the girl.

I heard a growl erupt from Davion. He disappeared from his place by my side and reappeared in front of the helpless child. In a show of sheer power, he caught the bullet in his hand and threw it back at the assailant. The man sidestepped quickly, allowing the bullet to whiz harmlessly by.

"Leave this child be Helsing." Davion warned his eyes turning blood red. My knees went weak. Helsing? I stared at the man, that evil man who had tried to kill those poor people. "Dad?" I whispered collapsing to my knees on the cliff.

My father lowered the gun, "Well if it isn't our old friend. You must not hear well, vampire. Did I not warn you what would happen if I saw you again?"

Davion glared dangerously at him, his teeth clinched, "That was before you tried to kill this innocent child." The little girl peeked from behind a tree, grinning brightly at the vampire. "Master Davion!" she shouted with joy. He smirked, kindly at her. "stay out of sight, Sarah." She obeyed, hiding again behind the tree.

"Innocent" spat my father. "She's a vampire. There's no such thing as an innocent blood sucking demon." He pointed his gun back at Davion. "That won't work old man!" Davion warned. "I know" A cruel smile forming on his lips. "Sick em!" shouted Helsing. The black wolf leapt off of the mother and lunged at Davion, taking him to the ground.

He caught the wolf's jaws in his hands, stopping it from ripping at his flesh. "Good girl, Maria. Keep him down, while I load the crossbow." He cooed to her. "Maria, that's Maria?" I couldn't believe it. Maria was his hunting dog.

He loaded a stake into the crossbow's spring and stood over the snarling Davion, pointing it strait at his chest.

"NO!" I shouted, at the top of my lungs, tears streaming down my face. Both Helsing and Maria turned towards my cry. "Dawn?" I heard my father whisper in stunned disbelief.

With my father and the wolf's attention solely on me, Davion made his escape. He dug his claws into Maria's neck and flung her violently away from him. She let out a loud yelp when she hit the dusty earth.

Dad pointed his gun back at the attacking vampire, though not quickly enough this time. Davion knocked the gun from his hand and grabbed his throat slamming him forcefully into the ground.

Davion grinned wickedly, as he pulled his clawed hand up in preparation for the killing blow. "NO! Stop Davion!" I shouted angrily.

His grip tightened on my father's throat, his eyes blazing. He wanted to kill my father, that was clear. I wouldn't, couldn't, let him do that. Like it or not the man was still my father. "Stop it Davion." I repeated. I was on my hands and knees now, up there on the cliff, watching the hideous scene before me.

"Please," I begged. Another sob racking my body. I felt his eyes on me, watched as they turned from cold fire to cool green. He reluctantly dropped William to the ground.

Then taking hold of the girl and her mother he flew back to the cliff for me, then we all took off into the forest.

Once we were far enough away, he stopped and laid Sarah and her mother on the cool grass of the forest floor.

"Mama" the child cried gabbing onto her mother. The woman took her child into her arms and began to sob, red tinted tears streaming down her face. She raised her head to look into her hero's face, "Thank you, thank you, Master Davion!" Davion said nothing.

Suddenly, there was a rush of movement, and a man with dark hair slicked back, over his ears and a slight mustache, was there crouching over the woman and child. He turned, red eyes, at Davion, "Master Davion? He said in a heavily Latin accented voice.

Davion rammed his fist into the side of the other vampire's face. "You left your family unprotected!" He spat. "Do you know how close they came to death?" he asked angrily, his eyes wild. "If I had been one secound, slower, you'd be sweeping up their ashes right now!"

Davion slammed his boot into the man's side. He let out a painful moan. "Davion!" I yelled, bracing myself against a tree, my breath escaping from my lungs in gasps.

"Learn from this Grey. The human's will use any opportunity they get to destroy our kind." He grabbed Grey by the shirt, lifting him off the ground, "Next time I may not be around to save them." He dropped him, "You have been warned."

He then turned and stalked towards me, his eyes hidden in the shadow of his jet-black hair. "Let's go" he growled at me, harshly. I nodded, trying desperately to slow my breathing. The pain in my chest was unbearable. I could see darkness seeping into my vision. "D-Dav-"gasp, "D-a-v-ion." I gasped again, grabbing his arm. I fell into his embrace, my labored breathing fading into dead silence.