Chapter 2
I couldn't keep my eyes from them. Both of them radiated danger, and the man still had eyes that were ablaze with bloodlust, his claws still twitching as if waiting to strike again. At the same time, I couldn't help but be intrigued by them. The girl was beautiful, and not your average human beautiful, but the dangerous, lure you in kind of beautiful. She wore black sunglasses, as if to hide a part of her that she didn't want you to see, and her hair glowed orange. It looked as if someone had set her hair on fire and it stayed. Without even so much as blinking, she and the tall, crimson eyed guy stepped into the elevator. "Remain calm and we'll do this the easy way." She said, before turning and pushing the ground floor button. The guy turned and punched in the doors, allowing the still groaning metal box to continue moving downward. I couldn't help but be impressed, even though I didn't like where this was going. The girl turned on her heel sharply, causing Spencer to jump. She abruptly took us in, but her calming gaze remained on me. "Aaden Carrow," she said in a clear, unwavering voice. I blinked. "How the hell do you know my name?" "I know more than just your name, Aaden, but most importantly, I know what you're going to become. And you'll be wonderful, a gorgeous creation." "You're right," said Tall, Dark and Red Eyes, "She'll be a great addition." "A great addition to what exactly?" "Derek, explain?" He glared at her, like she should have known better than to ask him. "Of course not. You wolfy mime," she murmured. His angry stare deepened into a grimace and he stood taller. "Okay Aaden, here's the long story short: As of right now, you're being recruited. And not into a secret agency, before you say anything, that's child's play compared to this. No, something much more dangerous than a human such as yourself could ever imagine. A revolutionary war is more like it." "Y'know, I'm pretty sure that took place hundreds of years ago." Her lip twitched in irritation. Okay, so she was not the joking type, check. "Oh? And did the revolutionary war involve the physical struggle between vampires and werewolves?" I swallowed, not dropping my gaze from her sunglassed eyes. "I didn't think so." I sighed, shifting my eyes back to the black haired man in the corner. It was as though he was looking for something to kill, like it was what he needed most. "From this moment on," the girl continued, ignoring my gaze, "you are to make a choice. You have one month, and in that time, you will be trained. You will be taught on the background of this war, and why if we do not succeed, life as you've known it will no longer exist. The choice is freely yours, vampire or werewolf, but must be made in the time limit or we will choose for you. You're special Aaden, and that's why you're to join us." "And if I don't? What if my choice is to remain human." "You do not have that choice." "Gotcha, so slavery or slavery, I can't wait to choose." "It is not slavery, we're allowing you free choice, therefore not enslavement." "My choice is to be human." "Well you cannot be!" "Okay, then slavery." She yanked her glasses off, her eyes a bright, angry red and she stalked off as the elevator door opened to the garage. "Farren! It's been thirteen years, what the hell happened to your control?" Derek's voice was both shocked and stern. "A human happened." She growled, flinging keys at him. If she was going to study me, then she must know that snide comebacks and sarcasm are something I use daily. He prodded me in the back, pushing me towards a black Camaro. I was pushed into one side, and Spencer the other. "Where are we going?" I had to ask, it was killing me not to know. "That reminds me…" Derek leaned back, snatching the cellphone from Spencer's hand. "Yours too girl." He glared at me. I only raised an eyebrow. "If you don't hand it over, I'm going to come back there and get it anyway." His threat was sincere. "Fine, but you get to deal with my mother." I promised, handing him my phone. He rolled his eyes. If he didn't think I was serious, he had another thing coming. "Where are we going?" I asked again, a little more forcefully. Derek growled in frustration. Farren sighed, "My house, which is holding about six other vampires and a lot of his pack. Happy now?" I gritted my teeth, but didn't say anything else. If only I knew what the future held for me there.