The Law Of The Pack

Part One

First Arc: A pack's formation

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for the plot

AN: All I have to say for now is that it will be slash and AU. So on with the story.

Prologue:

I have a story to tell; but it's not about my life, I'm not that important…

No what I want to tell you is the story of the persons who are dear to me, who found in themselves the family they never had.

I want to tell you how my pack came to existence, how my family was gathered.

Maybe, we aren't bound by birth, but what matters for us is that we're pack. Our hearts and souls are linked in something more than family.

Looking back to where I am now, I can say, that I wouldn't change a thing. I'm proud of what we did. I'm proud of the family I gained, this family that I fought for.

Together we have made the impossible happen; together we have become a force to recon with.

Our story began on an ordinary night in a cemetery; well it was for me.

But what I didn't know was that it would change my life; for the better…

There is nothing as suspicious as hearing voices in a cemetery, at nightfall. And more so if those, are the voices of three high school children. Why would two girls and a boy choose this place to stay and talk?

The tone of the voices suggested that a big argument was going on, and as it continued well into the night, two silhouettes suddenly emerged from their graves behind the back of the two girls. They didn't seem to feel the danger, but before it was too late the boy took charge of the situation. Not waiting for the girls to react, he took a piece of wood out of his pocket, leaped at the silhouette behind the girls and staked it through the heart. The second silhouette shocked by his attack was grabbed by the blonde girl and pushed to the ground. With a heinous smirk on her lips, she plunged her stake and the silhouette dissolved in ashes.

Not even letting the boy regained his breath, the two girls turned back to antagonise him once more, as if he didn't just save them from the vampires.

After a moment, the blond girl turned her head back at the sound of heavy footsteps and growling. Just before them stood three demons of a dark green colour, with two corns situated on the top of their head and curving at their extremities, they also had black markings on their arms. Their claws were a dark greenish colour as were their eyes. One of the demons was smaller, his colouring lighter, he didn't have the runes that the other two had on their arms and his corns were less impressive. Just by his appearance and the fact that the other two were guarding him between them, you could see that the smaller one was a child.

Even though their demeanour seemed threatening, and the sight of their fangs didn't help this first impression, they didn't try to attack them. They seemed to be waiting for something, but the minute she saw them, the blond girl jumped them like a vampire on bloodlust.

The killing was of a terrible atrocity. Those demons didn't have the chance to defend themselves. The first one to fall lost his head. The second had his throat cut open and was left to die of blood loss. As if it wasn't enough she taunted the last one and played with him, like a cat who found a mouse. She had this glimmer of craziness in her eyes, which made you want to take a step back and run away screaming. It wasn't killing for defence, but hunting in cold blood, she wanted the blood to flow. As she stood up after her last kill, she began to regain her abused sanity.

The second girl, a red head, wasn't even upset by what happened.

She just turned back to the boy and pointing threateningly her finger at him, she furiously talked him down. It captured the blonde attention and after what seemed to be a question, the two girls turned their back on him, and left the cemetery.

Once alone the boy let himself fall to the ground and took his head in his hand. No sound could be heard as the boy staid there, not moving except for his shoulders which were shaking.

Some time later the boy finally started to regain his composure and after wiping away the remaining of his tears, he stood up and gathered something from under his shirt.

Walking back to where the killing took place, a moonlight ray caught the object, he was holding in his hand. It was a necklace with a pendant in the form of a dragon and a snake interlaced with a rose.

He took the pendant and as he was saying some words, a beam of light appears from it, illuminating the ground before him. The moment it touched the ground, it formed a circle from which emerged the former slaughtered demons.

The smaller one ran to the boy and hugged him; his head didn't even reach the boy's chin. After what seemed to be a discussion in the demon's dialect, the boy chant something and a portal appeared in front of them. After a last hug the demons took off in it and disappeared.

Once the darkness returned, the boy hide the last remaining trace of what just happened, and looking at his surroundings, sighed in relief. In the absolute silence of the night, you could hear him say: "If Buffy had seen me doing this, she would have killed me!" After a last look around, he took off to his home.

What he didn't see was a pair of shocked glowing ambers watching him from the branch of a tree…