Hey there! this chapter is where you get to the actaul events of the story. This stories intresting to right 'bout 'cause im putting vampyre mythology in with chinese mythology. And i kind of have to put old with modern, it's real interesting to write 'bout. Though im a little disappointed, only one person reviewed the first chapter. Oh well I suppose I just need to be a little patient with ya'll. Now patience isn't a good trait of mine but understanding is. I get that everyones busy and doesn't always have time to go on here. So the understanding in me will probably help the pateince. Now 'bout my story. Yeah they may be the reincarnates of the bulls of Light and Darkness but they don't really know that. But they do know more things than a normal incarnated soul would. i tried to make their personalities reflect the black and white bull but i also wanted to give them personalities of their own. ok enough of my ranting read!

Disclaimer: I don't own HON or the Yin and Yang principle OR Romeo and Juliet

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Chapter 1:

Marked

(16 Years Later)

Yin's POV:

I grabbed my English book out of my locker and slammed it shut. Heading towards my 3rd period class; as soon as I walked by everyone took a step back pushing against their lockers to make room for me, whispering, acting like I was some kind of leper or something.

Not that I minded, mind you. I really couldn't care less what they said about me neither did my twin brother Yang. Yeah we were named after the Chinese Yin and Yang symbol. Yet another reason why every school we go to we're treated strangely.

We never knew why we were given the names we did. All we knew is that the name seemed to come with us. Our first foster home said that we were just there on their door step. I was wrapped in a black blanket, Yang in a white blanket. We were positioned like the Yin Yang sign, curled up in a ball.

You'd think that was why we were named Yin and Yang but no that's not it. When they touched us, scooped us into their hands they felt something; it was hard for them to explain it later but they said as soon as they touched us the names flashed in their minds. They just knew we were Yin and Yang it's not what they decided to call us. Or the name that was written on a note, it was just what we are. We've never questioned it.

I sighed and laughed quietly. It had been the longest foster home we have ever been in. Normally we get kicked out and sent to a new foster home. A new family, yeah some people adopted us but that never lasts long. Normally something would happen and we'd have to leave.

Speaking of Yang, where was my brother? I closed my eyes and concentrated on the wispy strand of his soul. Of the blood connection we shared. We could always find each other and sense what one another was doing. It was the fact we were brothers, tied in blood and spirit. That concept might seem strange to some people but not to us. We could also sense what was in other people's souls. We could sense the shape of it and know its true essence.

We never told anyone the things we could do. They wouldn't understand. We didn't quite understand it either. We just knew it was there and that we could do the things we could do. We may not understand it, but we never questioned it,

So I closed my eyes and sensed out with my inner being. There in the boy's locker room-oh wait stop-I might not want to watch that. Yang was doing some hot chick and frankly it was just nasty. So I tuned him out and focused on the things around me. My brother had a lot of lust in him oh and violence; we were both violent but he was more than me. We kind of held on to our names you know. I was like the good things in life or Yin to be more precise and he was more like the bad things in life or Yang to be more precise.

Anyway I opened my eyes again and turned my senses outward. I paused as I reached my English class and went inside taking my seat. Just than Yang burst through the classroom door, late as usual, and sat down next to me. He didn't bother explaining himself he already knew that I knew.

Yang was a tall boy with pale skin and short spiky white hair. He had eyes of onyx that held all emotions within. He was completely unreadable. I was the only one that could read him. And I still had trouble reading him.

Our English teacher Mr. Zingerman just gave Yang a quick pointed look before starting class. He had learned real quick not to push Yang and not to get on him about something like attendance. "Ok class today we are going to be reading Romeo and Juliet, now don't groan." He snapped when the whole class broke into simultaneous groans of annoyance.

"Now that we have gotten that nonsense out of our systems grab a book and take your seats." Yang and I exchanged an eye roll and went to grab our books. "Now turn to page 3 and work on the vocab, than after that I want you to read the chorus and translate it from olden English to modern English."

Ok easy, I cracked open the book and started working on the definitions. Easy, after that I went to the chorus and took one look at it and almost laughed. Come on Mr. Zingerman, where's the challenge? I could "translate" this in my sleep. "A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;" come now, surly he had something challenging for us.

"From forth the fatal loins of these two foes" ugh this was almost too easy; I could do this in my sleep. I looked over at Yang and he was almost done. An almost bored look on his face; it was clear that he to found this dreadfully easy and boring. I look up and saw that almost everyone was having a hard time. Biting their pencils, or rubbing their temples as if that would make them think more. A lot of them were going up to the teacher asking for help.

I heard Yang laughing softly and I turned to face him. "What?" I mouthed. He chuckled again and made a motion to everyone in class. "Pretty pathetic don't you think? Everyone scratching their heads moaning, 'oh woes me I don't know how to do this, help me Mr. Z, help me'. When it's so easy that it might as well be in 'modern English'" he said using air quotes around the words "modern English."

I shook my head slowly and turned my head back to my paper. "What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend." Translation: "and whatever we have not told you, will be fixed on stage." I snapped the book shut and just as I was about to get up Yang rolled his eyes and said. "Don't get up yet, he'll just tell you to hold on to it."

I paused for a second, than realizing he was right I sat back down, giving a small sigh of exaggeration. "Hey now, none of that, there's no need to rush." Yang assured me, touching my arm softly. I rolled my eyes and shook off his hand. "It's not that it just feels like something's going to happen today. Something we need to prepare for. I don't know what but I feel it's going to happen soon. "

Yang paused, a thoughtful look on his face. "Are you having one of your intuitive moments?" I nodded; I had moments like these that I could, not really predict, but sense something was going to happen. It may be good it may be bad but I'm always right. Yang and I have learned to take my intuition seriously.

Yang shrugged, "well than we'll just have to be careful won't we? Oh and you keep an eye on that intuition of yours. Let me know if it tells you anything else. Don't worry brother whatever it is we'll get through it like we always have. With you and me working together I doubt anything to horrible will happen."

I nodded; "right" just than Mr. Z got to his feet and declared. "The bell is going to ring soon everyone take the books home for homework and finish it at home." I sighed again and raised my hand and waited patiently to be called on. "Yes Yin?" I smiled and said, "sir what if you finished the assignment?'

Mr. Zingerman nodded like he assumed we'd be done. "Well than Mr. Yin I'd like you and Mr. Yang to hold onto the assignment till tomorrow I want to collect them all at once." I nodded, "of course sir," Yang said smugly, "told you."

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Later we were walking home from school to our new foster home. They had adopted us a week ago and they were already threatening to send us out on the streets. Abruptly Yang froze making me stop and look back at him. "What's the matter with you? Come on were going to be late again, Em's going to tan our hinds." Em's our housekeeper/nursemaid she was the one that…well I shouldn't say takes care of us…more like in charge of us. She was also scared to death of us and suspicious of us.

Especially after Yang cornered her cat in a dark bedroom and she had cuts and marks all over her body and she was ice box cold. Em said when she touched that cat she could sense dark magic had been inflicted on her. Yang of course played dumb and pretended he had no idea what she was talking about.

Yang shook his head and started walking again. "Hey Yin" he said, "mm hm" "well I was thinking do you think your intuition was talking about us being kicked out of our house again? I mean the last time that happened you knew they were before they really thought of a way to say it."

I shook my head. "No this was different, it wasn't just a pack your bags warning besides when I got that I knew they were going to kick us out. There was no guess work. No this was something totally different, something new we haven't encountered, it feels like this could change everything."

Yang's expression got really serious and you could tell he was thinking hard. He knew to take me seriously when I got like this. "Ok, ok" he said after a while of silence. "So we just got to keep our eyes peeled like I said before. And whatever it is, life changing or not, it's just another thing we've got to face. And whence we've encountered it we'll know what to expect.'

I cracked my neck and said. "Not really Yang, no offense, but this feels like a once only thing. But it will set the course for everything else." He nodded, "I get that but still, we can still prepare for it right?" He didn't wait for an answer. "Right, so come on, like you said Em's going to tan our hinds."

At that he broke into a run. Leaving me in his dust; "hey wait Yang!" So we were both running trying to reach "home" before Em got to angry. Besides we loved the competition. We were always fighting; trying to prove which one was the better twin.

Just as I was catching up to Yang he froze again. This time I didn't ask what was wrong. I could see what was wrong. Just in front of us was a tracker. Oh he was a tracker alright. He was pale and had a filled in crescent on his forehead. He smiled and said, "Yin and Yang! Night as chosen thee; thy death will be thy birth. Night calls to thee; hearken to Her sweet voice. Your destinies await you at the House of Night!"

With that he raised his hand. He pointed his finger at us. And I felt a burning pain in my forehead that drove me to my knees. I had just enough time to watch Yang collapse before blackness awashed my vision and I passed out.

Oo mysterious, what will happen when this two special twins enter the House of Night? WHat will Em's reaction be to their marks? I'm not telling! you'll just have to keep reading lol. R&R