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Okay, so this Chapter COULD be called a filler chapter, but it will also give you POW in Blaine's POV. And the last few sentences will be important for the next chapter XD

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I watched the house burn. The smoke swirled up into the air, spiraling into a thick plume. I could no longer hear the heartbeat of my friend, the only friend I ever had. My hands curled into claws. My family did this.

And they will pay.

I was jolted out of my morbid memories by the loud joyful screaming of children. I stared across the street at them. They were playing on the lower branches of an old tree. I turned away, ignoring the interested stares of the humans around me. They had no meaning to me. Merely sacks of meat through which I was supposed to feed from. But I didn't. I abstained from human blood. It made me more…human; I supposed that was the word I was looking for. Ironic, right?

The sun wasn't shining through the clouds, so I could afford to be outside. This made it easier to track my family. Family. I twisted the word around in my head, and my lip curled in disgust. They were no family of mine. Not those murderers.

It had been almost a year since the events of Maria's newborn army. And Seth. I refused to think more about that. I would mourn once I killed Veronica. And the others…well, if they stood in my way, I would wipe them out too.

I was in Pennsylvania. A small town called Horsham. It was inconsequential. But it was still perfect, nonetheless. It was small enough that it could avoid larger issues that appeared frequently around it; yet large enough to gain attention when it so desired. I watched as some teenagers walked up the street. I could easily pick out every details on their faces.

"Josh, you going to First Friday tonight?"

"Really, Ali? You have to ask?" The other one scoffed. Then he playfully shoved the girl. She gritted her teeth and punched his shoulder. They both laughed and continued walking up the street.

I ignored them and continued walking down the street until I reached my destination. This was the place. This was my home, the place I lived as a human. A giant mansion stood in front of me, contrasting to the smaller houses around. The gate was ajar. Warily, I pushed it open.

I hadn't seen my parents in over a year. From what I could recall, they hadn't been very good ones. Always running around and trying to turn me and my siblings into perfect little children. And when we didn't behave…

I pushed that thought out of my mind.

I had waited until I was sure I could control my bloodlust so that I wouldn't hunt them. They might be the worst parents in the world, but I promised myself that I wouldn't hunt them. I opened the front door. Almost immediately, I knew something was wrong.

With my vampiric senses, I should be able to hear my parents as if they were freight trains, and not humans.

But there was nothing. Only silence. I knew they hadn't left; both cars were in the garage, and they would never take the bus. And I should've felt the heat from all things that they touched. But everything was normal. That wasn't good. They hadn't moved either. There was furniture and a portrait of the entire family on the wall.

I moved cautiously, scouting out each room. There was no one upstairs. I searched my siblings' rooms, and still found nothing. Then I arrived at my room and pushed open the door.

Everything was as it had been before we'd left to visit some relatives in Texas, where I was changed. There was a closet to my left. I grabbed some clothes and changed out of my rags that I had worn for almost a year into new ones. My bed was across the room. I had book after book stacked up on top of each other on a bedside table and a reading lamp sitting next to them. There was a window above the bed and a ceiling fan. Along with an Air Conditioner. I paused for a moment to wonder why on Earth I had the desire to own both a fan and an A/C, and then I left my room.

After making sure that no one else was on the second floor, I walked up to the third floor. My parents' bedroom was there. I was suddenly nervous, but I had no idea why. I pushed the door open.

My parents were there, arranged on the bed as if they had fallen asleep. But I could smell them. Their bodies were completely drained of blood. They were dead.

I was in shock. It was what they had deserved, but still, it was a shock. I had preparing trying to think of things to say to them when I arrived, but that was irrelevant now.

I noticed a note on the table next to the bed addressed to me.

Blainey,

You know that they deserved this. However, if you still have your panties in a bunch, follow my scent. We'll meet at that park we used to go to when our family was happy.

See you there!

XOXO,

V.

I growled and crumpled the paper up into a ball. She needed to pay. And she was giving me directions to find her. This was going to be interesting…

I left my parents there. People would find them, and they wouldn't be able to get any fingerprints from the things I touched.

I walked down the street as if nothing had happened…there was a park down the street that we used to go to. Everybody's Playground. I knew the place well.

After walking several streets, I made a right and turned into a side street with cul-de-sacs branching out from different directions. Behind one of these was a little trail that led directly into the parking lot of the playground. Veronica's scent was all over the place. This was the right way. I walked out of the trail and stared at the playground. It was huge, stretching for over fifty feet long. Parents and kids alike mingled in the area. This was it. All I had to do was wait.

Life hadn't exactly turned out how I wanted it to. Things weren't going very well for me. I had tried to do one good thing and paid for it brutally. Great.

But I had more pressing matters to deal with. What was I going to do when Veronica arrived? She would surely have Logan, Kelly, and Cyrus with her. And I couldn't fight all three of them and win…

Also, it worried me that Veronica had chosen this place for a confrontation. There were too many innocent humans around. I could try and follow her scent and confront her away from them, but she had made so many trips through this playground that I had no idea which scent trail was the right one. It really was frustrating.

While one part of my mind was dealing with the issues at hand, another part was reliving the first memories of becoming a vampire…

I remembered the burning, the screaming. It was pure agony. Like someone had pumped molten lead into my veins and was moving it at a painfully slow rate. I remembered wanting someone to stop the fire, to end it, to kill me, but no one did.

And then the pain faded. Slowly at first, but it faded. I thought it had burned away all of my nerves and I wouldn't be able to feel anything. Then I realized that everything felt warm, which was odd. I was alone. I opened my eyes.

Whoa.

It was like someone had put a high-powered microscope in my eyes. I could see everything.

I got up warily, not even realizing that I was in motion until the action was complete. But the moment I stood, an agonizing burn seared in my throat. My nostrils flared, and I could smell humans outside the building. I wanted them. NOW.

"Hey!"

I whirled around, not expecting the intrusion, and crouched, growling. I backed up against the wall in case I needed more defense.

"Calm down before you do something stupid," the musical voice said. She was standing several yards away.

"Who…are you?" I asked, rubbing my throat.

"Maria," She answered simply.

"And…what-"

"You're a vampire."

Whoa, back up. "Excuse me?"

Maria sighed and motioned to the outside. "Go outside and you'll see what I mean."

She ran through a door leading to another room and disappeared.

I took a deep breath, which was a mistake. I suddenly smelled the delicious scent of humans down below. I forgot everything else. There was nothing else. Only blood, and my need for it.

I ran out into the cool, crisp night and was immediately assailed by the scents of humans in the city below. There was nothing else to distract me from it. Mine. The blood was mine.

I was about to go and feed on a couple when a dark shape suddenly blurred into my vision from the corner of my right eye. With a snarl I changed direction and shifted into a defensive stance. I was powerful. I could handle anyone.

But the shape ignored me. Instead it leapt down in front of the couple, causing them to jump in surprise and fear.

No! The blood was mine!

I vaulted off the roof of the building and landed on the other side of the couple. The woman screamed. The shape laughed in delight. With a shock I knew to whom that laugh belonged to.

"Veronica?"

Veronica gave no sign of having heard me. She was too distracted by the humans. And in another second so was I. I grabbed the man and slammed him into the wall, making the building tremble. Veronica grabbed the woman and, wasting no time, cut through the woman's neck and began to feed. I did the same with the man. The blood was warm, sweet. It quenched fires in my throat, allowing me to clear my head for a few seconds. What had happened to me? Why did I suddenly have a thirst for blood? How did I become so strong and fast? And why was Veronica the same?

I didn't have time to search for the answers to these questions, because then the man ran dry. Growling in frustration, I rattled his body like a human would a juice carton, hoping to get a few more drops. But nothing came. I threw him aside and inhaled deeply, hoping to find more humans in the night.

"Hey!"

I whirled around and gazed up onto the sky, searching for the source of the shout. A growl rumbled in my throat.

"Down here!"

I looked down and saw a big man. He was huge, with powerful muscles. He stood absolutely still, like a statue.

"You've got to burn those bodies!"

I ignored him. Instead I jumped onto the side of the building and began climbing like a spider. Arriving on the roof, I scanned the streets for any sign of life. There was a car moving by itself down the road several dozen yards away. I growled and jumped after it. There were four teenagers in it, laughing and joking. I was running along side of the building next to the car, moving so fast they couldn't possibly see me. I had to time this just right.

In one quick move, I dug my feet into the building and pushed off it. The force of my kick sent me smashing into the car, blindsiding it. The car did several flips before crashing into the side of a building. The teenagers shrieked in alarm. I grabbed the door and ripped it off its hinges, tossing it into the street behind me. The teenager in the front passenger side opened the glove compartment and produced a pistol. Without any hesitation he raised the gun and fired.

I flinched back as a human would've, just out of habit. But the bullets bounced of me harmlessly, spinning through the air and flying in different directions. The kid looked stunned. I grabbed him and forced his head to the side exposing his neck.

When I bit down, my head cleared up again just as it had when I had fed on the man in the alley. The kid screamed in agony. He tried to fight, but it was useless. He choked off with a strange gurgle and went limp. Empty, like that other one. With a smile/growl I leapt myself at the three remaining teenagers.

When I was done, I found that the burning thirst had subsided. Sighing in satisfaction, I decided to go back to the warehouse where I had woken up. I also noticed another thing while running. Despite the fact that I had done all these amazing things, like flipping a car over, I wasn't the least bit tired. Strange.

When I arrived at the warehouse (it was easy, I just followed my own scent back), I found it filled. It was empty when I woke, but now there were several other people there. They were like the man and Veronica: pale, still, and feeding on humans. Some of them had stupidly brought their meals home, and were now having to fight over them. Among the people I noticed my other siblings: Logan was ripping up a smaller newborn, and Cyrus and Kelly were both feeding on a human.

"Blaine!"

I turned to find the woman named Maria standing in the doorway to another room.

"We have much to discuss. You have fed, I presume?"

Warily, I nodded. I didn't trust her. Then again, I didn't trust anyone. "What am I?"

"A vampire, silly!" Veronica yelled as she dove in through an open window.

"A…vampire?"

Maria nodded.

"Why? How? " I trailed off. I thought vampires had to sleep. Why didn't I feel tired.

"We're vampires. Hollywood got most things about us wrong," Logan said, tossing aside pieces of the newborn.

"Um…"

"Well!" Maria said cheerfully, "It seems you siblings will fill you in. I have a, ah, visitor."

She darted back into the room, slamming the door shut.

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After that, the next few days seemed to fly by. I hunted, I fed, and I discovered my ability. Logan had threatened me with his power, and I became angry. The result was Logan being blown through a wall.

And then one day Maria called me.

"I have a task for you," she whispered.

I waited.

"I'm going out to another state to look for more candidates. I need you to watch someone for me."

"Veronica?" I asked, and Maria laughed.

"Oh no, no!" She said, "Not Veronica!"

Veronica had a habit of destroying newborns left and right. And when she got mad, it was very dangerous to be around her. But most of the time she giggled and sets random humans on fire. Maria speculated that something had gone wrong with her transformation and driven her insane. But Maria didn't care. Veronica was still a force to be reckoned with. Even Logan, stupid and arrogant as he was, feared her.

"I need to you to watch a special guest. His name…well, that's not important. He's garbage, really. But he's essential to the stability of this coven."

"Um…alright?" I was unsure. We knew Maria had a guest. But we'd never met them. She always preferred to keep him separate from everyone else.

"Good boy," she purred.

And that was how I met Seth.

I remembered walking into the room and cringing from the smell. It was revolting. I soon discovered the reason why: Seth had been here for more than a week in a small cage. He'd been forced to roll around in his own filth like a pig.

How could anyone live that way?

I showed him my power, and we talked about our families. I remembered how he'd missed his parents, and how I'd made my decision to help free him. I remembered seeing Veronica's face as she torched the warehouse in a desperate attempt to stop us from escaping. I knew then that my sister was insane. She was evil, demonic. I'd been relieved when I'd learned I could live off of animal blood rather than human. For the first few days as a newborn, I had been too focused on quenching the fire in my throat that I had barely realized what I'd done: murdered countless people. It sickened me to my core.

I remembered fighting Maria. I remembered dueling Veronica to a draw. I remembered running away from Seth and being devastated to learn that he had never made it home to his family. That he would never see them again. And I remembered making that promise to Veronica.

One of is going down…

I opened my eyes.

The park was less crowded. It was darker, and people were leaving. But a few families seemed determined to stay until the sun was down. I tried to think of a way to get them to leave. Nothing came to mind.

The wind suddenly blew. But this was no wind. I could hear the sound of footsteps. Something, either a wolf or a vampire, was coming this way. But it was from the opposite direction of where Veronica's scent was the strongest. Then it was gone. The humans hadn't noticed anything.

I scanned the park warily. There was no one there. I took a step forward, and my foot brushed a piece of paper lying on the ground. It was not there before. I picked it up. It was a note, addressed to me. But it wasn't Veronica's handwriting.

If you want to learn how to control your ability, then see me.

-B.

There was a map and directions on the bottom of the paper.

Was this a trick? I didn't trust it. But…

I could use some help. My power was wild, uncontrollable. It exploded out of me and the best and worst of times. If I could harness it, it would make killing Veronica so much easier.

The wind picked up again, and I could hear more footsteps. They were coming from where Veronica's scent was strongest now. Four of them. It was time. I walked to the center of the playground and stood watching the trees. They would come.

And there would be a battle.

And only one would win.

Come and get me.

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