It was very cold and rainy night of the crescent moon, when I saw some thing bundled up in a blanket and woman who has her throat cut out with her spell book three feet away from her. 'The woman must been the latest victim of those vermin vamps of the area. They have no restrain to themselves and it makes me sick to my stomach having to clean after the lot.' I thought as I dig a four foot by five foot hole for the poor woman; just as I grab the woman an apparition of herself appears in front of me.

“Please don't leave her in cold,” she says to me in her ghostly voice which echoes through out the forest. This makes me shiver a little bit as the ghost turns into a blue orb and flies off into the sky and fades away. “Blast why do I always get freaked around ghost we have hundreds of them around the village,” I say as I drop her body in the hole and bury her in it. I couldn't smell a human child near her so I thought it was nothing to mind about.

Until, I heard the cries of baby close by me as I looked around to find out where it was coming from. I picked up the woman's spell book and headed toward the cries of a baby to find that woman's child. As I got close enough to see that the bundle I saw earlier held an infant child covered in, well the stuff babies are covered in when they're just been given birth. “So this is child that woman was talking about earlier,” I say to myself confirming that I wasn't dreaming. I transform my self into a full blown human form so that I didn't hurt this poor baby.

In my family we firmly believe in taking care of others around us family or other wise. But they never thought that we'll be taking in a half witch and half vampire child. I can just picture how this would be: “My God, Ethaniel where did you find this baby,” my mom yells at me flabbergasted she cradles the infant baby in her hands. “One of that vamps got to her mom, Ms. Carnelianne,” I say to her with a mournful face and sad voice. “God Dammit, I hate those f***ing bastard for taking one of our own,” yells my father as stands up and walks outside punching a hole in the ground with one swing. It would be another huge hole around our house. “Well we're taking in this child, my dear,” my mom says with one of her biggest smiles and hugs me.

This actually happened so let move on! Ok, it been ten years since then and I'm 21 years old now. Werewolves age ever two years from birth. “Nii-chan time to wake up now,” says Lyra as she pounces on to me. “Ok, I'm up Lyra,” I say sleepily as I groaned leaning upwards, yawned, and stretch my arms up as high as they can go. Lyra waits for me as I did all that with smile as she then snuggles into me and I hug her gently as she giggles.

Let me tell you taking care of her was no easy task. I had to teach her to control her magic since her mom was dead and we didn't know the father. Ms. Carnelianna just moved into town a month before she knew she was pregnant. She never told us townsfolk who was the father, so we moved on. I almost lost my life many times while I was watching her teach herself magic. I offered to be her test subject.

Lyra grew to be very cute with those big hazel eyes of her and her soft as rose petals, long, flowing, silky, jet black hair. She had very light skin almost exactly the color of the moon since she was a half vampire. She could only drink farm animals blood and I kept her extremely close to me when we went out to the markets during the daylight. Did I forget to tell you that she can walk during the daylight with no problem what so ever?! She can dance and play like all little girls her age.

Its a secret I keep from every one in town, but I sort of have a crush on Lyra. She has been very beautiful to me and I want her to be mine when she is old enough to understand what love is. As I snap out of my daydream, I see Lyra playing with her black teddy bear I gave when she was five. I swear she can be so cute some times. I climb out of my bed seeing there was time before the farm work. “Lyra why don't we head out for breakfast? Then we can go to farm for our work today,” I say to her with a smile as she heads to her room to dress for farm work. I dress my self as she leaves my room and meet her in the living room of our house.

Two years ago in human time I was ordered to get a home for myself. Lyra didn't want me to go away from her and even cast a spell on my to stand with my feet glued to the floors of the kitchen. My parents were astounded and since she was crying so much, they told me to take Lyra with me. She was so happy that my parents still got me and her a job on Talysus Farm. I slaughter the cows for food as well as the pigs, chickens, and sheep. Lyra her works in the hen house collecting eggs and she milks the mother cows.

In this town there is only electricity in the houses and some areas where there was work. But never at the farms. The farmers like the old ways better and we made a fair amount of money until I graduated from Werewolf College. Its like your normal college in the human world only it specializes in Werewolfology. Oh, my parents pay for the apartment and our school tuition. My mom is a doctor for werewolves and my dad is one of the ten lawyers here.

So as we were walking to the farm, I over hear some screams coming from the farm and picked up Lyra and went into my inhuman speed dash. “What happened Mrs. Talysus,” I ask her as I put Lyra down so I could breath normally and transform into my human form completely. “My son, my son was murdered last night,” She says in her sobbing voice weeping so loud in the living room. The husband comes in looking as pale as Lyra. “I-I-I need to talk to you Ethaniel,” he says to me looking straight at my eyes in fear and in immense pain.

“Ok,” I say to him not wanting to cause even further pain to him. “Lyra honey can you and my wife wait outside for the moment, please? I think my wife need some fresh air right now,” He says while clenching his fist. Lyra grabs a hold of Mrs. Talysus and brings her outside on the porch and hugs her while the wife cries on Lyra's small shoulders. Lyra cries too cause their son was her best friend in her age group.

“I thought it be best if I told you there was note nailed on the chests of my son. Here I want you to read it since its written to you personally,” He says in a grieving voice as he sits down to silently cry.

The note says: Dear Child, you have what now should be long to me. My name is Shayde Killjoy. I hate the last name, but that girl carries my blood in her and she rightfully belongs to me. I've come to take her into my clan now. You have one week to give her to us or we'll kill every one you two ever loved. I'll even kill you if I have too. It doesn't matter to me if that girl hate me as long as she is mine. She is too powerful to be a vampire and yet she is half breed of my blood.

I tear the note to piece and fall to the ground in anguish. “Those blood thirsty monsters! What the hell give them the right to hurt and take others of their own freewill,” I say as I walk out into the yard and hit the ground causing it to shake a bit with the new hole in front of their house. “Nii-chan what is it,” say Lyra clutching on to my fisted hand. I grab her and hug her really tight never wanting to let her go to those awful vampires.

“Lyra we have to go to mom and dad house and the council here,” I told her with a stern look of protection on my face. 'I'm not going to let them win and take her a way from me without a fight. They have tortured us for to long.' As we got to the house my younger brother, Anu, and sister, Clio, came to the front door to see me pissed off in a bad way. “Nii-chan what the problem,” they asked me as I walked in. “Is mom home,” I ask them right away.

“She's home and I'll go get her now,” yells out Clio as she runs into the home office. “Mom, Ethaniel need you right now. He looks so pissed right now,” says Clio as she winces from the dark aura around her brother. “Ok, I'll see what's up with him,” she says as she walks to me and see Lyra here too. “Hi Lyra-dear, how have you been,” she says weary to her adopted daughter. “Mom, Eden was killed today,” cries out Lyra as she hugs Anu tightly. “Oh my,” my mom says shocked.

“Mom call Dad and the Council there is and extreme pressing matter at hand here,” I say to mom in my most protective and stern look.