Chapter 1~ (Morgan's point of view)
I stepped off of the train that would take me to my grandmama house. My little brother clutched my hand. His scared pale little face, looking up at me for comfort. "Jonathan. Mother is in a better place now." I say and smile. He smiles back. The first smile on his face since our dear mother died. I saw a long black limo and a fat burly man holding up a sign that read 'Morgan and Jonathan.' in bold red letters. ::sigh:: That's our grandmama for you. Red. Our whole family's favorite color.
We went up to the man and told him where our bags were. Then we went inside the limo. "Jonathan, grandmama says we have neighbors that have a son who is 4. Just like you." I say and touch his small button nose. He doesn't know yet. Innocent until the age of 13. 9 many years before his innocence is robbed of him. 9 more years till the day he learns our family secret. 9 more years till... he grows fangs.
We reached grandmama's mansion at precisly 12:00 Midnight. When we got inside, grandmama was conversating with someone on the phone in latin...".....Homo Indomitus....Malum.....Nosfuratu...." I heard her say. I couldn't make out anything else. " Just those four words. "Homo Indomitus: Savage....Malum: Evil. and Nosfuratu: Devil... hmmm. I wonder..."
I snapped out of my trance when grandmama embraced me. "Hello Grandmama." Jonathan said and gave her a hug. Grandmama was a skinny lady. Long midnight black hair and shiney brown eyes. She looked 30 rather then 3000.
We unpacked our belongings and grandmama put Jonathan to bed. As for me. I'm hungry... very hungry.
Chapter 2~ (Taylor's POV)
I saw a light go on in one of the rooms in that lady's house. I could see clearly inside it. There was a girl. Very pretty. Her hair was black and it touched the small of her back. Her eyes were cat like and exotic.
"Tay, why are ou up. It's 12:10. Geez, if we want to get some rehearsing time in, tomorrow WITHOUT falling asleep we are going to have to got to sleep. NOW!" Isaac said grumpily and threw a pillow at Taylor. "Dumbass." Taylor grumbled. I turned around and looked into the girl's window again. She was gone. Where'd she go?? I wondered to myself as I slipped on my air walks and slowly made my way down the steps, careful not to wake anyone. I was strangly attracted to this girl. She was so...different.
I slipped out of the house and discovered that all the chandelers in the lady's house were on. "Now why the heck would anyone want chandelers when there are perfectly good bright halogen lights at Circut City." I said to myself.
"Chandelers are old fashioned...as is my grandmother... she was brought up in another...era as us."
I turned around and there she stood. She was so pretty..from what I could see under the streetlamp. "Um...Hi...my name's Taylor Hanson."
Please don't be an obsessed fan...please don't be an obsessed fan. I prayed in my head.
"My names Morgana. Are you famous, Mr. Hanson?" Morgana asked.
I wanted to stay off the topic of the band and all. "Morgana, that's a funny name." I said and cocked my head to the side to add to the effect of my confusion. She looked at me never smiling and said. "Well, I think Taylor's a funny name too. Anyone with the name "Taylor" has it as a last name."
"um... yea... so.. anyways, what are you doing out so late?" I asked her.
"I should ask you the same question." She said never taking her eyes off mine.
Why is it that she always answers my questions, but doesn't really answer them.
"Because your questions are just a decoy to save yourself from answering the one question I asked you. Are you famous?" She said and raised an eyebrow.
I didn't say my last question out loud!" I said to myself.
"um...I...I...Just assumed." Morgana stuttered.
There was something diffenetly odd about this girl.
Chapter 3~ (Morgana's POV) COMING SOON
