"I will not Rush the Subject, I know its Somthing you need to think about. I just think you are the perfect one for the counciel....And Miss Sadie, Stop Shooting daggers at me "He looked at Sadie and for a moment a Flash in his eyes made him look...dangerous " I am not Trying to take away your Sister, I only wish to for her to learn the Knowledge of her Race that is hidden by the Counciel"

Vanity nodded, glancing to her sister. She shook her head and sighed, glancing towards the werewolf. "Sadie's just very territorial." she said softly. "She's not too keen on us even having a vampire inside the mansion, let alone staying with us." Sadie scoffed.

"Well, of course I am!" she exclaimed, standing to her feet. "We've almost been killed countless times by men who have acted nicer to us before." she said, looking back to Wylvan. "Other than save you, once, he hasn't agreed to any of our terms of trust." she added. "He's the enemy." she said, looking down at him from where she stood, crossing her arms over her chest.

Vanity stood with Sadie, watching her pitch her fit. "He's offering help, Sadie." she explained to her sister softly, sweetly even. Her voice was dark with a thick Romanian accent, and she spoke, almost always, with a tone that demanded respect and oozed authority. Sadie's accent was Romanian, too, but her tone was higher-pitched. Both were quite feminine, though. "Wylvan will be treated as a guest until he has proven himself unworthy of such respect." she said, huffing her heavy chest as she stared hard at her sister. She placed her petite hands on her waist and Sadie shook her head.

"You better be right." she said, switching her gaze to the werewolf. "And if you try anything, I'm going to kill you or die trying." she warned him coldly. Vanity looked between the two. She hoped she was right, too. She was pretty confident, however, that she and her sister would put up a pretty formidable fight, if they had to.

Wylvan Sucked in a Deep Breath, now Getting Tired of these Accusations and The Dangerous look Came and Stayed in his Eyes "I told you this Once before I shall shall tell you again, If I wanted you dead, hurt, or any of the above I would have Done so Already without Difficulty " You could hear the Steel in his Voice "I Dont wish to harm either of you to, but I wont agree to those terms because I dont trust you....Yet.....im going to stay awhile to see if I can Then Il decide wether or not to accept these terms"

Sadie shrugged her shoulders. "You're nothing but a mutt." she said coldly before turning her back on the two of them and crossing left into the foyer and then moving back, up the long, wide staircase to the next floor. There was a loft on the second floor one could look over, but Sadie didn't rest there to watch her sister, she crossed into her bedroom and locked the door behind her. This was something that she felt very strongly about. She and her sister get the mansion running and ready for the training and teaching of vampires eager to defend their kind in the war, and Vanity brings a werewolf in here. She hissed angrily at the though and tossed herself onto her large, soft bed, burying her pretty face into her pillow and sighing.

Vanity watched her sister walk away and looked back to Wylvan. "I'm sorry." she said quietly, looking down at her feet from where she stood. "Please don't mind her, she'll warm up eventually." she insisted as she walked back to the chair her sister was sitting in and picked up the empty glasses before turning towards the swinging door that leads to the bar again. "I've got to put these away. You can join me or stay here." she said softly, not really knowing what to say to him anymore. Her sister embarrassed her. While she understood where she came from, this one man could change the tides of war for them. If they didn't accept his help, the werewolves may get it instead.

"Autha e'h Shenta" Wylvan Said, speaking in the Language of his people and glaring at the Door "I would be Happy to join you, Miss Vanity, I enjoy your company more then Your sister." Wylvan said, then he Smiled at the girl and Went to join her "I know im breaking the Code for doing this...But Really you should have this " Wylvaan spoke solemly, then he pulled out an Ancheint looking Tome and placed it in front of her. On the Cover of the Tome, written in Pheonix Blood, is Labeled in Bold "Nyx's Childern : Origin of the Vampyres " "It is the origin of your People......The Black counciel Gaurded this along with the History of my people, It holds Key Events of your People and how you Came to be"

Vanity smiled over her shoulder, as he spoke to her inside the bar, juggling the three glasses in her hands. She nodded. "I'm sorry about my sister. I'm a little embarrassed." she said, turning to see the Tome in his hands. She placed the glasses on the bar counter and pulled herself onto the stool, crossing one of her long legs over the other. She took it from him and placed it on her lap, looking it over silently. It reminded her a lot of another book she's been looking for. However, this book's contents were incredibly different. She looked back up to the were wolf. "This is a very nice gift." she said, not really sure how to say thank you for a risk like this. "I'll set you up in your own room tonight." she offered, placing both hands on the face of the book and curling her delicate fingers over the edge.

"This only holds half your Races Secrets, The other half is in my Stronghold of Farthen dur, where i keep the History of all races, with the knowledge i have you could Whipe and Entire Race off the face of the earth within a month" Wylvan said then gave her a Boyish, Wicked grin, making him look young "Wherever you are, thats where im comfurtable at, though i bet you already know that Miss Vanity"

She watched him from where she sat, wetting her cherry lips as she eyed him suspiciously, but she had a simple smirk on her sweet mouth. This information held so many possibilities. She ran her soft fingertips along the face, sighing deep. Her eyes glanced back up at him giving Wylvan an almost sweet smile. "I think you'll be comfortable in a room of your own." she said before standing, placing the book on the bar counter and turning to walk around the bar. Vanity glanced over her shoulder at him with smoldering eyes before coming around the counter to meet him. With the counter between them, she began rinsing out the glasses, glancing up at the lycan once in a while. She looked down again. "What made you give me that book?" she asked, her eyes glued to the dishes she was cleaning.

Wylvan smiled, then he opened the book and started to turn pages "In here is somthing I think you will want to see" As he Turned the Book, You Notice Familier names and Some photos you seem to Regonize until he stopped at one page "where is it.....Aha" He turned the Page and you see a large photo on one page, under there are Several Names : " Wylvan Zaur Urgoth " "Markus Aceron " "Rebecca Corrigan" "Vanessa Varcainen"

Koda had resorted to the woods, as there was currently nobody to talk to. He had told his Dad that he would be home before dusk but had planned otherwise. There was really nothing to do at the house, and Koda wanted some free time to himself. Koda's father, unlike his mother, hadn't known about the secret yet. Koda hadn't changed in nearly 4 weeks, and it was time for a stretch.

Vanity's golden eyes watched Wylvan's fingers flip the pages. She leaned over the bar counter, placing the rinsed glasses in the sink. Her eyes fell on the picture, finally and she placed her hand on the page. "There" she said softly, agreeing with him. She recognized the woman, the name. Vanity stood, placing her hands on the counter again. "That was our old matriarch." She said. "She was killed when the werewolves attacked us the first time." she said quietly. Her golden eyes lifted to look the werewolf in the face. "Did you know her?" she asked. She moved her hands from the counter and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Yes....Vanity do you know what this is?" He asked then he answeared himself without waiting for an answear "This was a photo of the First Black Counciel, Your mother Was in it, and so was your mothers rivals. We Created the Counciel to see if we could Ease the Edges of the Conflict...but when the War started we Were either Hunted down or Forced into Hiding, Your mother was killed and so was Rebecca, But Markus and I made it out in one piece"

"Yeah, I know her, I know how she died. I watched her die." she said softly. Vanity had wondered why her family had been attacked. She had assumed it was all the werewolves her family was killing, she didn't know anything about this. Her gold hues stared hard at the picture as she drummed her fingers on the page. She got worried, all of a sudden. "Does anyone know you're here?" she asked suddenly, her eyes snapping up to focus on his face.

"Several in fact, you See Vanity, Your mother was our Head Counciel Women, She was Also my Best friend....." Wylvan seemed to be in pain, for his eyes looked like he was seeing a Ghost "She looked Almost EXACTLY like you Except for her color of hair, she had your Sisters. When We heard that She was Attacked but alive, me and Markus hunted down the basterds who Hurt her, but then more Came. We Tried to hold them back but....."Wylvan seemed unable to Continue then his hands started shaking and for the first time he looked.....afraid.

She nodded quietly as she pulled her hands from the counter and the things on it. She crossed her arms over her chest, curling her small fingers over her slender shoulders. She smiled as he described her mother, almost wanting to tel him I know, she's my mother. Vanity looked over Wylvan's face as he spoke, though. At least she could tell he cared for her mother. Vanity reached out and touched his hand. "It's okay." she said softly. "This is all about revenge." she told him. "I'm fighting to avenge my mother's death and it wont be in vain." she assured him, pulling her hand away and curling them around the sides of her neck. "Failure's not an option for Sadie and I." As soon as someone lost their cool, Vanity would always be the first to step in and take control of the situation. "Do you want me to show you to your room? You can relax there" Vanity asked softly, tucking he dark hair behind her slightly pointed, pierced ears. She had many silver hoops lining the outer ear.

He Shook himself out of a Memory "Sorry....When I remember things that Painful, I just go into a Daze '' He smiled Weakly at her " You must think me Pathetic for loosing my Cool like that "When he heard that she wanted to Avenge her mother his eyes widen, then he shook his head "No.....Vanity, You have no Idea who your Up Agisnt, the men that killed your mother are not Average Wolfs, It takes alot for someone to kill one of us. I believe you already know that, sense you watched How I saved you back in the Forest"

She watched him quietly as he spoke to her. "I'm not going up alone." she said, gritting her fangs. Her golden eyes burned and she stared off into what seemed to be empty space, but in her head, she saw a great battle. "I'm building an army!" she told him, setting her dangerous, golden hues on the wolf. "I'm going to avenge my mother and my father's death with my sister." she said, looking down at the dishes in the sink, letting the hot water run of the smooth clear glass.

Wylvan grabbed Vanity by her shoulders and looked at her "Look at me Vanity! I may look to be an Average wolf but I took out a Group of Vetren wolf assasians in one Stroke, Do you think you have a chance agisnt 100 of people like me agisnt an Army of people like you? you wouldnt last a minute in my world!" I let her go and clutch my head "Vanity you have no Idea what its like to be like me!"