a/n: I just wanted to let everyone know that this is my first fanfic, so please feel free to R&R with suggestions. Also, I have this story rated M due to adult language. With that being said please, enjoy. - WingedDarkness43

Seth

I lightly padded across the roof of the large mansion, being careful to stick to the shadows. The sounds of the party below in the courtyard were rather oppressive to my heightened senses, but I paid it no heed. I only had eyes for my target, the hostess. Cassandra Lowlry, heir to the Lowlry family legacy, and supernatural hunter. She was gorgeous for a human, a voluptuous body graced by a wine red cocktail dress that was split up to her thigh on both sides. Jet black hair snaked down her back in a long braid, and worked to accent every swing of her hips. I let out a quiet sigh, it's a damn shame somebody wants such a beautiful specimen killed. Hell, if I wasn't here on an official job I would enjoy a night alone with her before finishing her off. She would come, they always come. A human can't resist the charms of a vampire, even a hunter. Venom flooded my mouth in anticipation as I watched her milling about the party. Staving off the temptations proved difficult while I prepared for the kill. I slid out a throwing knife from my armor, with a smooth practiced ease. As I lined her up and cocked my arm back to throw, she suddenly froze and became tense. She rapidly raked her across the party before finally turning her attention to the roof. Her eyes widened in horror as she realized her mistake and saw me smiling wickedly. All it took was a simple flick of my wrist and she instantly died, with my knife buried in her heart. I took one last moment to relish at her fear struck face before I gathered my strength, and was gone before the first screams began.

"Ah, yes. Another job well done Lord Seth, the client is very pleased. Your pay will be in your account within the hour. I look forward to our next contract." Came a monotone voice through my phone. I had never met the man in person but, he worked as my lesion to the majority of my clients.

"As do I, Norman." That was it. He hung up, he's never been one for talking, nor have I for that matter. Our conversations never lasted more than a few minutes. I yawned as the sun began to rise over the horizon. Being a creature of the night I have little tolerance for the tyranny of the sun. I yanked the curtains closed in my room, suddenly glad that the job wasn't far from my home. There isn't anything much worse than getting caught out in the sun with nowhere to go. I stripped off my armor and placed it on a special stand in the corner of the room. Yawning again I slowly made my way over to my bed and fell on it with a contented sigh.

I awoke to a soft rap on the door. "Sir. The Lord Schultz is here." Surprised I quickly sat up and checked the time. 5:30 p.m. Ugh. Tyler always has to show up at the worst times. Of course he wouldn't be here unless it's rather important.

"Very good Sebastian. Tell him I'll be down shortly."

"Yes, Sir." Listening till his footsteps were well away from my door, I yawned and proceeded to quickly get dressed. I reluctantly headed down to the living room, where I could sense him to be. Sure enough, there he was sprawled out on my couch, asleep. My "Vértestvér," my "Blood Brother."

"Ty! To what do I owe the honor?" I leaned against the doorframe while watching amused as he jumped off the couch startled, and frowned. He looked terrible. His skin was extremely pale (even for a vampire), with purple bruise-ish bags under his eyes. But, most shocking was a scar that ran across his right eye and ended half-way down his cheek.

"Seth! Geez man, you scared the hell out of me."

"What happened to you!?"

He smiled sheepishly before answering. "I had a bit of a run in with some hunters a couple of days ago."

I was flabbergasted. "Hunters. Hunters did that to you? You? A Progenitor?"

"Well, yeah. That's what I said isn't it?"

I sighed. "How in the world? And the scar, why hasn't it healed yet?"

Ty shrugged. "I don't know, probably because I haven't fed in a while. As for the hunters, they're why I'm here."

"Oh of course! Only stop by when you need something, as per usual. That being said, I still can't possibly fathom how some hunters could warrant needing two Progenitors. Or that you just couldn't take care of them on your own for that matter."

He nodded gravely. "I'm sorry Seth, but you know that we attract to much attention from the Nightguard together. Speaking of which, the hunters that attacked me were a triad team from them. I had just finished a job and was leaving the area when I sensed them tailing me. I went to take care of them, but when I got close to the Solider girl….I…I"

"You what?" I had an uneasy feeling about where he was heading with this.

"I imprinted with her." He whispered so quietly I could barely hear him. Groaning I smacked my face in my palms, I hate it when I'm right. That explains the scar, if he imprinted with her then he wouldn't be able to defend himself against her. I pinched the bridge of my nose, and took a deep breath.

"You're a real pain in the ass, you know that?" Ty just stared at the ground without saying a word. I've never imprinted, but I could get a good idea of what it felt like through our bond. She had become the center of his world in the truest since of the word. And it was quickly beginning to tear him apart being away from her. "What do you want from me? Why are you here, Ty?" I could feel his desperation flowing from him like a horrid disease.

"Help me, Seth! I don't know what to do! I fear I'll lose my sanity if I'm away from her, but I'll die if I get close!" He was shaking and I honestly felt sorry for him. Being my Blood Brother he's the closest thing I have to any family, and it hurt me to see such a normally stoic vampire in such a state. How in the hell am I supposed to help him with this? I don't know a damn thing about imprints! I could always go out and kill the girl, but I don't think he'll take very well to that. Then there was option two, going to talk to "that" asshole.

"Tyler." I used his full name to make sure I had his attention. "I really only see two options in this situation, and you're not going to like them. One, I go out and kill the gir-" I was more than a little surprised when I suddenly found myself on the ground. Even though Ty is blood starved he is the far superior vampire to me. He had pounced before I had time to react and had me pinned to ground with his teeth bared at me. I let my Power flow through me as I saw his eyes were blood red, he was serious. A murderous growl ripped from his throat, and I responded with one of my own. How dare he threaten me over a girl! "Get off of me you dick! It was just a suggestion!" Ty narrowed his eyes.

"Never. You will not lay a hand on her. Do you understand?" He growled. I sighed, like I didn't get the message with his teeth at my throat. Nodding my acceptance, his eyes slowly returned to their normal deep purple, as both of us let our Power recede. He backed off and let me stand up. I glared at him and proceeded. "For someone begging for my help, you sure have a funny way of showing appreciation."

He grimaced and stared at the floor again, ashamed for attacking me. "I'm sorry, I guess I overreacted a bit."

I raised an eyebrow. "A bit?"

"It's just that the mere of idea of her dying…"

I shook my head in disbelief. "Now I was continuing on to option two, before I was so rudely interrupted. We need to learn more about these Imprints, and the only other vampire I know who has one is Lucas." Ty hissed as his name, we haven't had a very "positive" encounter with the hunter turned vampire. Considering that he still hunts vampires after he was turned, and considers us Progenitors to be public enemy number one.

"No! No way am I going to that asshole for help!"

I gave him my trademark wicked grin. "You had better suck it up, princess! But first…. I need a damn drink. You coming?"

Ty rolled his eyes. "Hell, yeah."