Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

Three boys were walking home from school. Two of the boys were chatting noisily; the third gazed at his feet, deep in thought. The silent boy had dark brown eyes, from his father, and his mother's hair colour of light brown. His hair was straight and the bangs covered his eyes slightly. His face shape severely mimicked his father's but his height and muscles could be traced to his maternal side.

"Yo, earth to Cain!" The thick boy to the silent boy's left waved his hand in front of Cain's face.

"Uh? Oh, sorry. Thinking."

"Dude, you've been doing that a lot lately. If you keep it up your brain'll explode, eh?" the boy on his right said.

Cain laughed. "Nah. You'd be a better student if you thought once in a while."

"Ouch man. This is my stop, see you guys tomorrow." With that the boy to Cain's left walked across the street.

"So, what's up at home, Cain?"

"Why do you have to assume something is up at home, Boyd?"

"Because your home happens to be the vampyre finishing school."

Cain sighed and looked at his friend. Boyd was the only person that knew that Cain was the son of a vampyre and lived at the House of Night. "They're thinking about putting Yanette as a third former this year."

"Oh, and you're not okay with this?" Boyd said a bit mockingly.

"What happens if she meets a guy?"

"Do I sense a bit of jealousy?"

Cain punched his friend lightly in the shoulder. "That's disgusting man! She's my sister. My fucking sister."

"Your sister that you want to fuck."

Cain rolled his eyes and didn't dignify the comment with a response.

"Would it make you feel better if your best friend dated her? She really is quite the looker."

"Screw you."

"Maybe later, right now I want your sister."

Cain sighed again and leaned against the gates of the Vancouver House of Night. "See you tomorrow dude. And do your homework."

"Nah. Too busy fantasizing 'bout Yanette."

The gate pushed open with a painful groan and slammed shut. Cain walked over to the professor's dorms where he shared a small flat with his sister. He looked in on his sister, she was sleeping soundly, with a smile and headed to his own bedroom.

His father's cats were lying on his bed. Both looked up at him and hissed. They bolted out of the room.

"Stupid Thunder Cats," he groaned as he threw his book bag on the floor. He noticed his window was open so he walked over to close it.

Food. He was a teenage boy and their sole purpose in life is to consume as much food as possible, so he headed to the small kitchen in the flat.

A large white wolf stared him in the eyes as he entered the living room. He would have screamed, if he hadn't been so shocked.

"Cain Harris." A female voice came from the wolf, despite her jaw not moving. Cain nodded and kept its gaze, warily.

The wolf licked his forehead as he bent down in front of her to make sure he wasn't hallucinating. He jumped up and ran out of the building, the wolf behind him a few paces. The boy didn't stop and kept going through the city.

A few hours later his sister woke up in her room, a cat on either side of her. She yawned and stretched. Yanette didn't look like either of her parents or her younger twin brother. She had green eyes and reddish brown hair. The only thing that could be connected to either parent was curly hair from her mother. She had overheard someone use the term "men groveling" in a description of her once. The girl had been marked since birth as a fledgling. Her general existence was a mystery to the vampyre High Council.

She peeked in her brother's room. "Cain?"

That's strange… I don't hear the TV and his bag's here… Yanette thought to herself as she headed back to her room to change out of her pjs.

After grabbing a Pop-Tart she headed up a floor to see the high priestess who was her and her brother's guardian. She could hear MJ yelling when she reached the door.

"She's not my fucking kid Vlad! … Yes I love her like my own, but I can't make decisions like this! … I don't give a shit! You could see them more often damn it!"

A bit more silence. "Oh, so now you're going to raise a bunch of children when you can't even spare your blood a phone call once in a while! … If Xia told you to jump off a bridge, would you? … Fuck you Vlad!"

"MJ?" Yanette asked as she walked in. MJ was staring down at the cell phone she had just smashed. Mary Jane had changed two years after Vlad had. Six months after that she was positioned as High Priestess of the Vancouver House of Night, the only HON on the west coast of North America. She had earned gorgeous tattoos that look like dolphins jumping out of waves.

"Oh, hi Yanette. Did you hear that?" MJ had single handedly raised her warrior's children, as he and his consort traveled around the globe to attempt genocide. She was very attached to the two children but often had phone fights like that with Vlad.

"It's fine. I understand." Yanette sighed. "Have you seen Cain? His bag's here and the Thunder Cats were in my room so he was home."

"For the millionth time, their names are Zig and Zag. And no, I haven't seen him."

"Did he tell you about having plans with anyone?"

"You seem worried about him." MJ seated herself at her desk and attempted to put her phone back together. "Do you know something I don't?"

"No. Nothing like that. Just he normally tells me about his plans."

"Maybe he's shopping for a girlfriend in the dorms. Or decided to make nice with the males."

"Doubt it. Despite him worshipping Nyx, I don't think he'd get along with fledglings. He's too human."

"There's nothing wrong with being human and being an active part of the Vampyre world. Have I told you the story about the human professor at the Tulsa HON?"

"A million times." Yanette sighed and sat across from the priestess. "What did Dad have to say about me becoming a student here?"

MJ sighed. Cain didn't even call Lacey and Vlad Mom and Dad, feeling they didn't deserve the titles. "He didn't say anything. Typical him. Worst warrior ever. Take my advice, be a lesbian. Guys blow."

Yanette laughed. "No thanks. I'm pretty sure I'm straight."

MJ shrugged. "Well I sent some things to the lab at the Manaus HON. I'll let you know my decision when I get them back."

"Sent what?"

"A sample of your DNA. You're not exactly normal."

Yanette sighed and nodded. "See you later?"

"Of course. After classes."

Yanette headed back to her room and sat in front of the TV and mindlessly watched the Discovery Channel for a few hours until there was a knock on the door.

"Come on in," she called, switching to History.

"Yanette, dearie?" A very seductive voice said as the click of high heels neared the sofa.

Yanette sat up and looked behind her. The personification of bitch stood smiling at her in yellow. She looked at her neck and saw a mark exactly like the one on her father's arm. "Xia..."

"Good good. At least one of you already knows a little bit about me." Yanette got off the sofa and backed toward the wall.

"What do you want with me?"

Xia smirked and walked toward her. Xia successfully backed her into a corner. After doing so she pressed a fingernail into the center of Yanette's mark and smeared the blood across it.

Yanette fainted into Xia's arms. She smiled down at her as she carried her to her room and laid her on the bed. The goddess sat beside her and moved a piece of hair from her face.

"Oh, my little Yanette. In another world your last name would have been Capulet." Xia kissed the girl on the lips and walked off the grounds, waiting to meet up with a friend in a local pizza shop.

Don't worry little ones the next chapter will include Cain and where he runs off to. It'll also explain Xia's comment about Yanette's last name. It's also a really long chapter. Really long. But it's already written so that should be up right about nowish, if it's not already.