Zach's POV.
Throughout the drive I was surprised to see that Moon City had changed so much since I have been away.
The small corner stores and shoppes were replaced with skyscrapers and condo buildings all very nice and expensive looking.
It was a nice sight however something deep inside of me missed the sights where an old lady woud sell fruit from her street stall or an old shop owner handed down the store to his son.
I knew that it was home however some part of me knew that it changed, to much in the time I was away.
"I guess its just keeping up with the times." I acidently said out loud.
The driver heard this.
"What was that Sir."
"Nothing. Just me rambling." I said.
The driver didn't say anything after that and the rest of the ride was made in complete silence.
As we made our way out of the city into the noble district where all the families with a lot of money lived. The houses started out small but still very nice and then made their way to the size of small castles and mansions.
We made it to the top of the hill and there was only one house perched upon it. It was the Yi's family house. I was married to their daughter Eve Yi.
To say they were rich is an understatement they swam in money. Though they werent nearly as wealthy as my old family was, they wanted for nothing.
As we neared the front gate we were stopped by the security guards and I could tell by their weapons and gear that the Yi's paid them a lot of money. They were definitely ex-military.
The gate opened and the long sprawling driveway was before us. It felt like eternity that we were driving up it but I am sure that it was only a few moments.
The only person that was waiting there was an older looking butler wearing a penguin suit, well that's what I called them.
Coming to a stop on a few feet away from him the butler came up and opened the door and made a way for me to exit. Though he didn't look to happy about serving me at all.
'Dick.'
Reluctantly he led me through the main door and down an incredibly long hallway. Along the way paintings made my numerous famous painters hung on the walls Davinci, Monet's, Picasso etc.
They, to me looked like they were all original but i havent been in the aristocratic world since I ran away from home. So i am pretty rusty on thins like this.
Anyways off topic. At the end of the hallway were two beautiful and grand double doors with two more male butlers on either side, much younger than the one leading me.
'They are probably newbies.' I thought to myself as they opened the door.
There was no calling out my name or introduction. Both of the young butlers just leered at me and opened the doors.
Clearly I was not welcome here at all. Thats's fine with me I am not here for them I am only here for my wife.
As the doors opened and the light from the inside casted over me, my eyes adjusted to a family sitting all around on their couches having a conversation with the old man 'grandfather' sitting in the center.
He was clearly leading the conversation.
Everyone stared at me as the doors opened and i could immedietly feel the bloodlust in the air.
No one wanted me here. Well almost everyone.
Grandfather beamed at me with a smile on his face.
"Ah you're here grandson."
The moment he said those words everyone else in the room threw even more bloodlust at me. They were fuming with anger now.