Beyond The Night

Beyond The Night (Chapter one)

Ever wonder why werewolves and vampires never got along? I do, especially because my brother is a blood sucker and I am a beast. You see, we're not like the ussual creatures you read about in dramatic novels or that you see in cheesy movies. We're NOTHING like that, there doesn't have to be a full moon for me to transform, infact, I don't need to transform at all, and my brother doesn't sparkle or desintegrate when he steps out into the sun.

But I think i should explain this all from the begining. First of all, my name is Lyco. It's short for Lycandre, I know, I know a pretty obvious name for a Lycandrope Werewolf, but thats how my parents were, obvious. My brother's name is Drake. Short for Drake. He got the short, normal name but it still has meaning, it was my mom's idea to name him after the big undead man, yup, Dracula.

It's pretty wierd to think that a werewolf and a vampire are twins but its not that hard to explain I was pretty much born a wolf and he was born well, a vampire. Both our parents were human, but for some reason while my mom was still pregnant a sourcerer put a curse on her, and as a result, we were born freaks. We've known all our lives what we are so there wasn't any drama between the family like, "Why the hell didn't you tell us! I hate you!" no, they might have been human but they were hunters. They even tought us some of their skills. But enough about my family and I, let the real story begin now, I'll explain more along the way.

Sorry to disapoint but the story doesn't begin in the middle of a huge epic battle between good and evil. Nope, it starts off with Drake and I watching T.V. bored out of our minds thinking of something to do. Turns out we didn't need to think much, mama always said trouble had a way to find us, and that could not be more true at the moment.

"OPEN THE DOOR!" a rough, deep voice called from outside. Three incredibly loud knocks pierced the silence of the room and made us jump to our feet.

"Get it, I'll go get the weapons," Drake told me in a little more of a wisper.

I opened the door very cautiously, and to my surprise my godfather, Rey, was on the other side with a look that seemed as if he stared death in the eye.

"Where's Drake? We need to get you out of here NOW!"