The Rightful Heirs

18 years ago. Sprinting through the corridor, Saoirse dove into a hidden doorway as Cassius rushed past in the passage up ahead. Golden curls towering above the hunters following on his heels, stopping only to bark orders. Each door they reached; they broke off into pairs. The entire camp searching for her. Not clear how long she'd be able to keep this up. At this point, unsure whether she would escape this castle alive. Along with her children, Marius wants her dead. Which would only delay things. The twins must survive. Need to be part of their family's purpose. Claim their place and figure out what she uncovered. Hunters searched for and destroyed all non-human entities for centuries. Everyone used to coexist peacefully. Fear, jealousy, and a select few humans' belief in their superior existence turned everything into a war. The Collective recently became a new discovery, previously hidden from the sup

Saber’s POV Life stopped being fair a long time ago. Didn't want to leave, and he didn't want to move to New York. Saber Collins liked his life the way things they were. At 18 years old, why did they need him to move with his family as if he were still dependent on them to survive? Worked almost a full-time job. Plenty of his friends' parents would let him crash with them. Probably find a place of his own. Plus, he despised change. Especially the kind that changes everything at once. "We love you, which is why we're doing this" his mother, Eleanor Collins, sympathized next to him in the seat across from him. Saber ignored her, rolling his eyes, continuing his staring contest with the clouds outside of the private jet. Another one of his father's luxuries he doesn't care about. Although he stared at the clouds, he didn't pay them any attention. The only thing he cared to look at was Sara's face. Came to say goodbye to him at the airport when they departed, but

Alexander's POVAlexander Warner's eyes followed Saber as he walked down the hall toward the men's room. Glad he was here, although the boy would not like moving here.Not at first.Today was his eighteenth birthday, and he was soon going to travel down a long road. Would prefer him to figure things out sooner, rather than later, but Mr. Warner was not allowed to tell him.Not unless Saber asked him first.Eighteen years ago, he was told about the twins and to keep them secret. Also, anyone curious about them was to never find out the truth. Being revealed too early would put Saber and Genevieve in grave danger.The Sacred One told him what he had to do. Both must figure things out, and soon. The twins had no clue what was about to happen to them. Not allowed to tell them anything, except to be ready for yet another change. At this point, he was unsure if Saber would welcome this change. Although, he

"Please excuse us, Susan," he said, looking back at the nurse."Yes, sir," she said, closing the door behind her."So, our young Mr. Saber has gone through the transition," Mr. Harvard commented in his long, deep, southern drawl. "I personally wanted Genevieve here to turn. A vampire king with a vampire daughter? Now that would be something different. All the children of any vampire king in history have always been a male, at least the ones who turned vampire were at least. Would be interesting to have a vampire princess. But considering her lineage, was obvious she would go her mother's way.""What do you mean?" Annoyed her principal was in on this charade."Your protectors here didn't tell you!?" he bellowed, eying their friends. "The four of you are supposed to be explaining all of this to them. No good to anyone kept in the dark.""Wouldn't need anything explained to them if they had been kept in the Alliance in the first place!" the leather cl

Alexander's POV "I don't understand all this fuss over missing a phone call" Principal Harvard dropped into his desk chair; slamming shut as Alexander went to close the blinds.Lies were something he was good at detecting. A power most of their lineage had was knowing when someone was lying or being deceitful. A powerful ability to have when you are responsible for the lives of so many people.Manifested differently in everyone though. In Malcolm Fearmist, his grandfather developed as a sense of smell. Told him once deceit smelled of vinegar and lies reeked of durian fruit. Relieved that never developed the same way for him. Instead, it made him nauseous; which was only slightly better. Frequently chewing on mints or gum to ease the sensation.One can hide things without lying. Took a skilled individual to maneuver around his abilities. The Sacred One was talented enough though he never understood why she would have to lie to any of them