Heather's Hope

Chapter 9

Hopes Pov

As soon as we landed, Vic and I went to the only known possible place where both Vampires and Werewolves could get along. Stepping inside the barrier sent a wave a familiarity, as though I've been here before.

"From what little I know, You and your sister were born in a house not that far from here." Vic stated. The houses all looked the same but when we neared a house I knew it had to be it. The house itself was half burnt down and little of it remained. I sighed before looking around a bit.

"Hey, can I help you with something?" A dark figure emerged from the shadows; the man was thin with tattoos on both skinny arms.

"Um, yeah. Do you know the people who lived here?" I asked. The man nodded and took a step closer.

"A very close friend of mine used to live here but... What's your interest in the place?" He raised his eyebrows.

"I'm trying to locate someone dear to me, my sister and I believe we were born in this house." I spoke softly, the man quickly grabbed my arm tight and looked me in the eyes.

"You keep quiet about that. If anyone else finds out who you are, you'll be dead within the hour. I only know that Gerard had your sister but who knows for how long, best chance you got is him." He lowered his voice and glanced at Vic then back to me.

"Can you take me to him?" I whispered back and he let go of his tightening grip.

"Sure can, I'm Tyler." He introduced himself.

"Hope, this is my friend Vic." I said back; Tyler began to walk off and we followed close behind. I saw people close their doors and windows as the sunset began to rise. Tyler stopped in his tracks and turned to us.

"You want a place to crash, Gerard and his clan will be asleep in a short while." Tyler informed us. We were jet lagged and I was incredibly hungry, so we both agree to follow Tyler back to his place. Once we were there a blonde opened the door and smiled at us.

"Tyler, I thought I told you no more bringing strays home." She scorned him but he dismissed her and pushed inside.

"This is Hope and Vic, Boys this is my wife Jenna." Tyler introduced us to his wife before rubbing his eyes and bolting the windows shut and closing the curtains.

"Tyler, a word." Jenna smiled at me before frowning at Tyler and dragging him into the kitchen. I zoned out and glanced around the room. The intricate paintings on the walls and shiny wooden floor indicated that Tyler and Jenna kept the place tidy despite of their argument that was coming from the next room.

"Dude, what if we can't find your sister?" Vic asked and took a seat on the bottom step of the staircase. I shook my head at his words and crossed my arms.

"I won't give up on her, this Gerard guy knows where she is." I answered but Vic seemed unpersuaded.

"And what if he won't tell us her location?" He asked.

"Then I'll beat him into answering." I simply said.