I'm dangerous...

Chapter 3

Sorry if there are mistakes. I wrote this all during class and it took me like a week to write this extra long chapter!!!!!! Enjoy!!!!
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"Hello dear young one. Miss me?" He said in his English accent.

I got into attack mode, ready to pounce at any moment. This couldn't be, must be a shifter, impersonating my older brother, Hunter. He looked at least 25 but he was 21 when we had the crash and he supposedly DIED!

"Who are you?! I want you out of my house, NOW!!!" My eyes turned a deadly shade of red and my fangs extended.

He raised an eyebrow, "Oh really now dear sister? Now what I should be getting from you is a sorrowful look and running up to me saying how much you miss me and love me."

"You must be very foolish to think that. I do miss you dearly but it's impossible you are still here looking not a day over 25 when the accident was over 30 years ago."

"Let's just say I used a considerable amount of anti-aging cream. And what about yourself eh? You still look the sweet, little, and innocent 17 year old that was the only one that survived."

I stood straight. Was he seriously about to play the dumb card. As I thought about how stupid my older 'brother' was a cloud of dark smoke and debris formed under Hunter. I began to back up, in fear of what might happen. I couldn't believe it but my brother has fallen for the dark side. Literally. He is either a dark angel or demon. "Don't worry Hayden, I'm just taking a seat."

As he said that a normal chair appeared out of no where and he sat down. "You know I have couches. I won't hurt you... Yet," I mumbled the last part inaudible for even a vampire with Enhanced hearing.

"Thank you dearest sister."

I sat on the couch and stared at him for a moment, his features looked even more defined from what I remember. He looked around and his eyes landed on a family picture taken a month before the accident. He looked at me with sad eyes, asking for permission to examine the picture more closely.

I nodded. He picked up the picture and I could of sworn I saw a couple of tears and sniffles. He looked up to me and straight in to my eyes. "What... If I told you... That I... I could bring them back?"

I thought for a moment. "Hunter... I don't know what to say... Yeah that would be great... I don't know what type of supernatural being you are but I'm pretty sure your maker or ruler has taught you the rules."

He started to tell his species, "Wolf angel.. Angel wolf, I don't fucking know some shit like that. It's all confusing. My creator was a angel wolf mix breed. I know this may seem insane but it was true. His mother dark angel and father beta wolf.

"When he saved me from the crash, the only way I would of survived was to make me a supernatural. That meant turning me into his kind. Since that species with incredibly rare, fate couldn't decide. So it made me both.

"I could do the smoke from my Angel side. The wolf side however I don't know too much about. I'm not entirely sure if I can transform into a wolf form but I do know I get my strength from that side. What were those rules you told me about? My creator died a month after turning me and I was turned over to the supernatural council. They let me choose which side to train on and I chose angels. "

I continued. "One- never speak about your species. Two- don't use your powers around a mortal. Three- alert the supernatural council before turning a mortal. And four- DONT play with the living and dead."

He rolled his eyes. "Well I don't care as of now. Maybe they can make an acceptance to the rules. I know you want them back. I can't go another day without them scolding me for not closing my mouth while chewing food."