Continuation of Milo's POV:
Lyle placed me to the side and got up, pulling out his gun quickly. "You look happy to see me, brother," Silas purred and then walked in with a smug smirk on his face. I widened my eyes as I saw him then quickly got to my feet. He really did come here.... I started to tremble as he looked us over then looked at the gun in Lyle's hands. "Put it down and let's talk. I didn't escape and steal a car to be shot."
"What do you want to talk about?" Lyle asked softly. Stormy slipped into the room and locked hands with Silas.
"Why you locked me away," Silas purred and then walked up slowly, gently starting to put Lyle's gun down for him with an innocent look. "I've come to apologize for everything...." Lyle slowly put the gun away and looked Silas over.
Warning: Story background time! Yay! It'll not be a continuation of what happened in Chapter 61. You'll have to wait and be patient as the next chapters will explain Lyle and Silas' childhood relationship. Also some info on Lyle's past. Like where he came from? What happened? Why is he adopted into a vampire family and is a desired heir for Rosario throne. If you would like to skips these chapters and come back to read them later, please pick up after the designated special chapters.
Unknown POV 27 years earlier: I woke to the sound of glass shattering, stirring me from my sleep. My eyes opened to be face to face with the love of my life, Ridley. He was still sound asleep though. I could hear footsteps near by, raising my attention and making my heart pound in my chest. My baby! I reached out for Ridley and shook him awake. I could hear Trystan- my baby boy break out into a cry. I could barely make out a dark shadow looming over his crib and picking him up. My little one year old Trystan was being stolen from his crib! My heart panicked, I was panicking. Ridley groaned softly as his voice crackled through the cold night air, "What's wrong, Pamela?" "Ridley, there's a man stealing our boy!" I shrieked, climbing for the edge of the bed. As soon as my voice hit the air around us the kidnapper disappe
Enoch Rosario's POV: A few of my knights walked up, dragging a guy towards me. There was dead bodies everywhere from the raid on the outpost. "This is the last man standing, he said he's the leader here. We caught him making a deal with another guy but he escaped." Fredrick- one of the knights told me. "We thought you might want the privileges in what to do with him." "Let's take him home and put him in a cell. I'll send word to Jonas about him and let him come get this rat." "What should we do with the others?" "Let them go, figure out what to do with the younger victims." I suggested. I decided on helping out with that, walking towards where they were keeping the victims in cages. I glanced around and started he
Lyle's POV: "And this one is my favorite! It's pretty and silver," he purred, showing me a rose then looked towards me with a small smile. "Which one is your favorite? We can plant more of them later if you want, your favorite that is. Mommy won't mind." He giggled then grabbed my hand, rubbing his cheek against it with a purr. I watched him and giggled. "I like those too," I told him. "I like them because you like them." He looked up at me sweetly then. "Really?" He asked excitedly and then pulled me closer. "You're the best brother ever~" He giggled and then kissed my cheek softly before he started to tickle my sides. I giggled and pushed his hands away then took off running from him. No! He's a tickle monster!
8 Years LaterContinuation of Lyle's POV: I was shoved out of bed and heard a small growl from Silas as he took up the whole bed, the sun just having gone down. I groaned and felt my head throb with pain. I sat up and rubbed it then started for my feet, slowly going towards our closet. I tried my best to not wake him, wanting to get out of the room before he woke up. He's the worst at waking up. "Where. Are. You. Going?" I heard him mumbling from the bed then heard him sit up. He looked towards me and rubbed his eyes then got out of bed and started for me tiredly. "I uh- have to uh- use the restroom," I told him and changed my direction for the bathroom. He ran after me and then tackled me, pushing me up against the wall before he bit into my neck hungrily. He purred softly to me and then
Continuation of Lyle's POV: Everest leaned against me and purred as we sat at the bar, drinking sodas together as the party still raged around us. He looked towards me happily and then at everything else with excitement. "This is the best time I've had in a long time~" I looked around, starting to realize I haven't thought about check the time. "What's the time?" I asked. He frowned and looked towards his phone. "Late.... I think it's been about five hours...." "Five hours!? I said two! We're going home," I told him sternly. He whined and leaned against me more. "But Lyyyyle," he whined to me and then pulled me close. "Please?"
Continuation of Lyle's POV: I woke up as the alarm system went off in the house. I could hear the werewolves break out into a cry. I opened my eyes, feeling the hot sun was still out, making my instincts kick in for my dark cloak. I slipped up under the covers and grabbed Silas, shaking him. "Silas wake up," I begged and felt around for Sylar, finding him gone. "Silas," I said quickly. Silas jolted awake and then looked around then looked towards where Sylar had been in a panic. "SYLAR!" He sat up quickly and started to look around worriedly. "SYLAR! WHERE ARE YOU?!" He shrieked, quickly getting out of the bed and looking around and under the bed. Sylar walked out of the bathroom, rubbing his eyes and started for the bed, sleep walking. I let out a sigh then started for the door. "I
Continuation of Lyle's POV: Silas weakly got up, a blank look in his eyes as he slowly shuffled towards the desk and then opened the drawer inside, pulling out our father's will then sat it down on the desk. "Lyle," he mumbled, waving me over to read it over with him. "Let's... let's get this over," he whispered, looking broken inside. I looked towards him and shook my head. I looked towards him and slowly got to my feet, starting for the door. There's no way I'll be in the same room as him while he reads it. "Lyle," he whimpered out, looking towards me. "Please, Lyle.... We need to do this. Dad told us to," he said and started to cry. "I can't do this without you. Please, you're my brother Lyle." I sniffled and walked back, sitting down in front of the desk and hid in the comfort of my cloak. He looked towards me and then wiped at his tears as he quickly start
Continuation of Lyle's POV:I heard a shriek in the middle of the night from on the other side of the castle, sounding like one of the maids. My eyes opened and I was in bed, the bed I shared with Silas. Was it a dream? No it was too real for it not to be a dream. I really did get attacked by the servants and my blood altered. There really was a scream that woke me up from my nap. I got to my feet quickly and looked around then started for where I heard the shriek. What if it was the Nero family coming for the others!? I finally found a maid pinned up against the wall by a shadowy figure, the smell of her blood heavy in the air like she was being drained. Monster! I tackled the shadowed figure quickly to save the maid, pinning the figure on the ground. I heard a sudden familiar growl but it was more vicious than what I've heard from him before. Silas glared up a