The Third Kiryu

The story began when I as a child, only being eight at the time. I had woken up in a strange place, no one was around. I was in fear, I couldn't see anyone one of my family members, my brothers or my parents. I was far from my home, but I heard that my family had been killed by the Scarlet Cherry, Shizuka Hio.
I was alone, many vampires took this as a chance to try and kill me, but I was protected, not by a vampire or a vampire hunter, but by a man who was a beast in human form, who only changes once every full moon, a werewolf.
I wasn't one, but I had learnt many things, and soon the man took me overseas and I grew up with him and his pack in the USA.
Now I'm back, and I want sweat revenge, but not only on Shizuka, but someone else, someone who was to blame for all of this wreckage. But I had to keep a secret, from everyone, that only made it worse, since I was finally reunited with my family.
But was it for the better, or the worse?