Midnight comes and I wake. Smiling, I change out of sleepwear and into street clothes. In near silence I slip out of my room and out the back door. Its not like anyone will know I'm gone.
Goodbye, stupid Ariella Sabbath. Hello, Irrylath Silver!
I look up to the moon as I stretch. The council wanted to see me tonight. Shouldn't take long. Those idiots deserved to die...
I leave my yard, my hair changing to black and my eyes turning red. I mentally change my clothes from jeans and shirt to a blood red corset and black miniskirt. Thigh high black lace stockings with black combat boots.
I feel me again. I let my hair fall to my lower back. I take off running away from my daytime 'life'. Soon, I've left city limits. I love when I can use my abilities. Damn the council and the Night Laws saying I can't use them in the daytime. Then again, I'm very weak during the day.
Pushing those thoughts aside I focused on my location. I need to head North now. The council lays in the middle of the war zones. The East Side, the side I'm a part of, and the West Side wars. South sude and North side also war. Though, they are allying with the West Side. bastards.
There are neutral zones. Like the blood party I went to last night..
Arriving in front of the Council's building, I look at the wolves present. "I'm here for the council, Scoobs." I say, trying to provoke them.
The wolf to the right, Theoran, shifted to a human form. He's around 5'11" and muscular. His face isn't good to look at though. kinda like a thug's face. He said, "Mind your tone, Pup. Head in. Be respectful."
I laugh as I pass him. What a joke he is. He can't match me at Night. Not since that incident anyways.
A familiar person approaches me. I smell him before I see him. I glomp him immediately when he comes into view.
"Papa!" I chirp. This man has white hair and gorgeous green eyes. Lean muscled and tall. He pretty much adopted me. He's an alpha and a council member.
"Hey, Pup. Been up to trouble, hm?" He smiled at me in a fatherly way.
I gave him a cute pout and said "They are the ones who started it, Papa. I just got rid of them before they could do me in."
He chuckled and walked me inside the council room before taking his seat. The council knows my secret. They had to. So far its amazing they've let me live.
I'll explain. 6 years ago now, a vampire name Draste tried to turn me into one of his kind. It was when I'd first awoken my Night Self. He'd stumbled upon me and didnt detect my wolf blood. He lured me to his mother's home, thinking I'd be a great pet for her, and bit me.
It was excruciating. My blood had boiled. His Mother panicked immediately as my body convulsed and shifted to human and wolf. She took action and arranged a cavern to dump me in to die.
I was supposed to die that night. Instead, Atsuko, my Papa, found me. He'd lost his child not to long before he'd found me.
Barely conscious, i'd been aware enough to growl weakly at him. It was more of a whimper. He instantly scented the vampire's stench on my skin. Saw the wound.
The horror on his face was evident. A vampire tried to turn a werewolf? He knew he was supposed to kill me on sight. Lycans- vampire and werewolf mixes, are dangerous. Meant to immediately be put down. They are much stronger and faster than either of their mixes.
He noticed something off about me. It wasn't something that the vampire or his which mother noticed even. I had another species mixed in...
Thinking it was impossible and thinking about his son, who was so loving and compassionate, Atsuko decided to help me.
He gave me his blood. Then he carried me to my Day home. I'd roughly been able to tell him where I live. Though it was slurred. I was in and out of consciousness.
It was easy for him to sneak into my room and place me to rest. He placed an herb in my mouth and left.
Miraculously, I'd survived. For the longest time I just thought my Night escapades were vivid dreams. I didnt understand the Night or the Laws.
Anyways. Back to the stupid council meeting.
"Silver," Snapped the head Councilman, "this needs to stop. You take the Law into your own hands every time."
"And?" I said, tilting my head. "Night Law dictates self defense permissible up to and surpassing death."
Before the head could say more, the Pixie interrupted and said "I'm tired of seeing her every time the vampire council thinks she overstepped. They overstepped first and they know that she is the product of that breach."
The pixies arent pleasant. They are tricky and deadly. Vermin. Hateful. So, I'm sure you know how surprised I am that the pixie councilman spoke in my favor..
"Be that as it may," the senior vampire councilwoman said, "Those actions have been punished and do not have any correlation to this or future trangressions on Irrylath's part."
Papa isnt allowed to speak up for me. Since he's my papa he is biased.
I listened to their debate for a while. Then said, "So.... cause vampires have a perverted desire to drink puppy blood I'm supposed to just let the have a drink?"
Several of the council stiffened. This meeting was essentially done with. "Er.. no... your blood is to not be shared...." the vampire councilman said slowly looking at his elder female counterpart. She huffed a sigh and waved me away.
"Drat!" I exclaimed, "Foiled again!" Chortling I ran out of the Council building and went to find some mischief. I only have 3 hours left that I am allowed to be active in the Night.
Its one of the Laws. We can go out at 12, but we must return by 5. or else we'll be put down for revealing ourselves to humans.
My family are all humans. My dad's side has werewolf blood that hasnt manifested in over 10 generations. My mom's side has a mischievous white fox in their ancestry that originated from Ireland. Which hasn't manifested in centuries. Go figure. I'm the only blonde in the last 3 generations I'm aware of and I get the dormant genes. Thing is, if I was loved like Emily, I'd probably stayed human.