Bloodlines

1.1 Bad Blood

O.R.B.S Headquarters, New York, NY (Present Day)

"Fiona's henchmen are becoming a problem." Olivia says, worried.

"We're sure that she's not in Malibu yet, right?" Violet mentions.

"There have been no reported attacks by hunters in or around Malibu, but the facts speak for themselves. The hunters are growing bolder. Just look at all these reports of missing persons, unsolved murders, all involving known supernatural species. I couldn't begin to guess how many more incidents there are, going unreported. The rate of attacks has risen steadily for months, ever since word of her arrival reached us. Thus, it is safe to assume that it's only a matter of time before they turn their attention to our presence there. " Chester responds while stroking his chin and examining the reports meticulously.

"I agree there is a definite southerly flow," Olivia states as she bends over the table with the map, full of pins depicting all of the recent incidents. "We've lost contact with the Cedar River Pack in Washington two months ago; not to mention that the local police have found the bodies of all 12 members of the NuLife coven in Portland, Oregon." Olivia flips through a few manila folders containing other reports. "In just a short amount of time Fiona has managed to rally hunters all over Oregon, including some of the more notable families, but we can't definitively attribute any of these attacks to her clan. She could just as easily be focusing her efforts there, or even heading west into Idaho. We shouldn't jump to conclusions without solid evidence." Olivia states, looking up from the map.

Maxim Whitaker, seemingly uninterested in the discussion, suddenly shifts uncomfortably in his seat.

"Everything alright?" Chester asks a bit concerned.

"If you will all excuse me," Maxim says unrepentant, rising from his chair.

"The meeting isn't over yet," Violet responds, looking flustered at having Maxim getting ready to walk out. "The death of some mangy werewolves or backwater witches do not concern me. I have more important business to take care of. Until next time, ladies and gentlemen." And in just a few seconds, Maxim is gone.

"What's his problem?" Violet asks surprised. Chester and Olivia shrug their shoulders just as perplexed.

"Anyway, what's our next move?" Olivia asks trying to change the topic.

"I'd propose we reach out to our allies in the Pacific Northwest. Have them take extra precautions. I'll contact Nathan over at Point Dume Academy as well. Security will need to tighten over there as an extra precaution, just in case. We shouldn't do anything that draws attention to us, right now though. But when the time comes we'll have to deal with Fiona head on." Chester replies.

The group breaks up just as the phone rings. Chester picks up the phone as Violet closes the door to his office. "Hello Chester, Nathan Specter calling." The voice on the other end says.

"Nathan, my boy, I was just about to call you. What's happening?" Chester replies with a grin.

"You won't believe who just showed up on my doorstep last night."

"I'm listening..." The angel says, quite intrigued now.

Willowcreek, OR January 1998

"It's going to be okay, May." a frightened Russell whispers. The creaking floorboard and sound of footsteps coming closer causes Russell to become dead quiet.

"Don't you see that it's pointless to hide! One way, or another I'm gonna find both you and be rid of this godforsaken family once and for all." Glenn yells. He yanks open the closet door, exposing the terrified forms of Russell and May Nguyen.

Russell stares up at Glenn holding a knife, the blade still dripping with the blood of his mother and stepfather. Glenn offers them both a wicked smiled before he drags May out of her hiding place and throws her on the ground.

"Why are you doing this We're your siblings?!" May utters out. But as a response, Glenn slaps her in the face.

"Don't be so sentimental sis, you know I liked you least of all. Always thought you were better than me huh? Mom and dad even gave their lives protecting you both, but what do I get? Always the black fucking sheep of this family who was never good enough. I showed them didn't I?" Glenn can't help but smile, grabbing the knife still covered in blood and licking some of the blood of it.

Out of anger May spits in his face. Glenn's eyes lose their spark of dark humor and become murderous in an instant. He tightens his grip on the knife, raising it above his head. Russell rushes out from the closest, grabbing Glenn's arm, and the two begin to struggle for the knife, but Russell's charge was poorly aimed and he ends up also on the ground, with Glenn towering over him.

"Always so impatient and couldn't wait for your turn, little brother?!" Glenn shouts maniacally. A couple of kicks to the ribs cause Russell to curl up in pain and gasp for breath.

"Don't hurt him!" May shouts, tears streaming down her face. May's cries make Glenn turn back to her.

"How could you kill our parents Glen? You're insane and a true monster!" Russell replies. He's desperately trying to keep Glenn's focus on himself.

"That man was not our father. I don't even know what he was. But he won't hurt me ever again." Glenn's look of blissful satisfaction makes Russell shudder.

"What about mom then? Why did she have to die?" Russell notices May is slowly trying to creep toward the door, and he wants to keep Glenn focused on him for as long as he possibly.

"She shouldn't have gotten in the way!" Glenn's eyes lose their fervor for a second "I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt her. But she only had herself to blame." Glenn brings his fists up over his eyes, as if doing so could keep out the images he must be seeing. May gets onto her knees and begins moving a bit quicker to the door, but the floorboard under the carpet creaks loudly, causing Glenn to spin around at the sound. His momentarily lapse is over and his hardened eyes have return once more.

"Where do you think you're going you little bitch!?" Glen shouts.

"Run May, Run!" Russell manages to say. May picks herself up off the floor and runs toward the bedroom door, but Glenn is able to quickly close the distance and wraps an arm around her chest and begins pressing it against her throat, pulling her back to him. He spins himself around, dragging May with him to stare down at Russell whose on the ground. Russell watches in horror as Glenn jabs the knife deep into his sister's stomach. A shocked cry from May is cut short as Glenn withdraws the knife, only to plunge it in several more times. The sound of the slick blade puncturing her chest makes Russell nauseous. Glenn tosses May aside and she falls to the floor, the blood pouring out of her midsection onto the white carpet. Forever staining it and leaving staining it with a crimson red stain.

"Sorry, but I can't have any witnesses of this crime, little brother, I'm sure you understand. Say hi to mom and dad for me!" Glenn states while standing over Russell.

"What about you? The police will figure it out Glenn! You won't get away with it!"

"Sure I will because you see, our stepfather went crazy and killed his wife and her two children. I was the only one to survive that maniac." It was the last thing Russell hears before finding himself with a severe stab wound on his upper shoulder. Glenn pulls the knife out, and walks out of the room. With great pain, Russell struggles to crawl over to May who has a giant gap in her stomach. She's already lost so much blood and her face is ashen. He attempts to calm her down by softly stroking her cheek. May weakly raises a blood-soaked hand onto the top of his and pats it gently. Unable to stave off unconciousness any further, Russell just manages to witness the shadow of a tall man standing in the doorway, right before he collapses.