8 Years Later
Continuation 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
Ten years later... (Picking back up from what happened in Chapter Sixty One.) Lyle's POV: I fluttered my eyes open as my head pounded. There was a sharp pain in the back of my head. What happened? Did I lose consciousness? I was leaned up against a wall, my legs about to give out from under me, straining to keep me up. I felt a little panicked as I looked around the room, finding a pile of ashes on the ground. Milo! Where's Milo? I caught my brother Sylar running into the room with a gun in his hands and ran up to me. His breathing was heavy. "Lyle! Are you okay?" "Where's Milo?" I asked quickly. His eyes flicked before mine could. I looked around, spotting a hole in the wall leading to the outside. Milo! I caught my balance quickly and starte
Continuation of Lyle's POV: I woke up to the sound of the door opening and quietly shutting. The heels of a maid clicked on the floor as she walked towards the bathroom, making Milo stir beside me. He sat up a little, groaning a little tiredly as he was woken up by it. I opened my eyes slowly and watched Milo carefully. He seemed to be watching her from beside me, keeping the covers around him as she walked into the bathroom and collected his clothes. She walked out and then paused as she saw Milo watching her then smiled. "I see you're awake master Milo," she said sweetly to him then walked up to the bed and sat down another bottle of blood, clearing away the two empty ones. "Master Lyle asked for me to bring you more blood before dawn. I hope you find it to your likes." She smiled and I felt Milo relax beside me before he purred at her.
Continuation of Sylar's POV:I walked into his bathroom and shut the door, locking it then looked around for a window or a air vent I can climb into. I spotted a window just big enough for me to crawl out of that overlooked the garden below. The curtains were drawn though, hiding the sun the best it could. I opened the curtains then the window, looking down at the garden the best I could. I could try to climb down carefully... or fall.... I think I'll be okay if I fall... I just had blood.I heard a lawn mower outside and saw a butler cutting the grass outside while another pruned the bushes and another pulled up weeds in the flower beds. Why are they so active? Don't they ever sleep! I can't go out this way... if I fall they'll reach me before I can recover. I saw a small air vent in the ceiling towards his closet. It'd be a tight fit.
Continuation of Sylar's POV: I felt someone gently shaking me before someone crawled up next to me, letting out a soft whine. "It's dusk.... I think my alpha is looking for me.... Come on, please? Let's get you back before master Lyle can't find you. I don't want to be caught being apart of this... even though I smell like you now.... Please?" I rubbed my hand up his body and gripped his hair tightly before wrapping my arms around his neck, expecting him to carry me again. He whined but carried me, picking me up as he took me towards the door and out of it. "Hey lady! We're going!" "You don't have to call me lady, my name is Amelia and I've arranged for a swift transportation for us." I spotted her slipping on a coat. The crow landed on her shoulder and cawed. She knocked him off quickly. "You're staying here this tim