Progression

The house was relatively quiet, most of the occupants were either sleeping or out at the moment. The house was deceptive from the outside, small looking if one could see it. However, it was enormous inside, more like a hostel for those considered to be supernaturals. Right now most beings like vampires or werewolves, and even witches were banding together to save the last of their races.

There were no longer covens of witches and vampires. There were no more packs of werewolves or houses of fae. They were small groups depending on each other to fight to survive. To live, and this house that was made by witches had occupants even rarer than those just listed. Inside currently were two bonded Atlanteans and one dragon with a chi that was stuck between stages of change. A hodgepodge of people and creatures that finally found somewhere safe and people they could trust.