1 Chapter 1 - We are...

Manhattan, New York

"DAEMON!!!!"

Dammit, why does she hate me so much to not even let me sleep?!? I look to the side of my bed towards my sister who just completely obliterated my door as she waltzed in my room, shouting at me like a raging banshee.

'Ahh, this is why we can't have good things.'

I say to her with the kindest and brightest smile I could possibly muster, "Rosaria, that is the fifth door this week you smashed. At this point I don't know if your my sister or a walking bulldoozer."

"I do not have time for your crap right now Daemon. Now do you wish to talk now or after you finish with your 'meal'?"

"My meal?", I ask Rosaria with a truly confused look.

Of course this just granted me a look of scorn as she simply tilted her head to the other side of my bed.

"The tramp", she grunted, her voice heavily laced with disdain. Her blatant hate towards any and all of my 'delicate' company has never made sense to me even after all these years.

Just as I turn towards my 'meal' to see what exactly she is talking about I feel someone turn over and drape her arm over my chest, rest her head on my shoulder and lay one of her legs over mine. I let out another sigh, the third one for the day and most certainly not the last.

As I pry her off of me I finally get a good look at the mystery women. Dark chocolate skin with long curly black hair and plump lips. Very beautiful and exotic but not the best I've ever had and not even comparable to my own sister.

Well that is a horrible comparison since even with our long, long, LONG life, there has never been a women who has bested Rosa when it comes to appearance. A small win but one she prides herself on even though she will never admit that.

I decided to ignore the bite marks all over her body, especially her thighs, and do the adult thing.

Let Rosa handle it.

Finally free of the clutches of the ebony beauty I get out of bed and with a light yawn started heading towards the bathroom. Now, am I aware that I'm completely naked in front of my own sister? Yes. Do I care? Not the slightest bit. When you spend millenniums together things like shyness or shame is non existent.

Rosa questions me, "And where the hell are you going?"

"The bathroom, I desperately need a shower right now."

"So what the hell do you expect me to do with your food?"

Slowly the smile on my face recedes as I turn back to look at my sister.

"You can have her ... try not to kill this one."

Seeing the demonic smirk creep on her lips as she gives them a sultry lick I knew that what happens from there is now out of my control. Honestly though, I didn't care either I'm just too lazy at the moment to clean the mess.

I let out another deep and long sigh once I stepped in the shower as I knew this was going to be a long day.

After spending about 20 minutes in the shower I get out and towel myself off while looking in the mirror. I put my long platinum hair in a ponytail and go into the walk-in closet to get dressed.

I've always believed that a man is what he wears so I made it a point to always dress presentable no matter the occasion.

I put on a black turtle neck that fits my frame of 6'2 and 210lbs of pure streamlined muscles like a second skin. With my tailored black slacks, brown belt and black shoes I finally felt ready for the day.

I walked back to the room to see Rosa sitting on my bed with her legs cross and the ebony beauty still sleeping on the bed. I fully expected to see a corpse so to say I was surprised is an understatement.

Before my sister can start talking I signaled her to be quiet for one more moment. I then proceeded to the mini bar that was in the corner of the room and took out two glasses, filling it with ice. One for myself and one for Rosa.

Opening a bottle of Louie, I filled each cup half way. Then I took an unlabeled wine bottle of a dark crimson substance. Just opening the bottle caused the room to be filled with a delicious aroma that only my sister and I can truly enjoy. I filled the rest of the two cups with the crimson liquid and walked back over to my sister with the two cups.

After handing her a cup I leaned on the wall while savoring the bitter sweet nectar within my glass. Rosa uses one of her fingers to stir the liquor and finally starts to talk.

"Ahh, I knew I loved you for a reason."

"Thank you... Now can you tell me why your hell bent on making me waste all of our wealth on doors?"

"First of all, it's your wealth that your pissing away. I'm still very much rich, thank you very much. Second of all, if all it takes to empty your bank is a few measly broken doors then you deserve to be broke. Finally onto the main point, the Murcielago and Kane family have started a war against each other. They have both contacted us with some bullshit reason as to why we should exterminate the other."

At the start of this I was just mildly annoyed at the sad fate of my door and lack of privacy. NOW I'm extremely ticked off, the veins on my forehead start pulsing and there's a slight twitch in my right eye.

"Rosaria... tell me you didn't wake me up over a... damn... territory... war", I say each word extremely slow as I stare at Rosa. With each word the tension of the room gets heavier and denser. There is thick black smoke drifting up from my body, as my aura has started leaking out.

One moment she is sitting on the bed, stirring her drink with a goofy smile. The next moment she is standing right in front of me with her head cocked to the side with a maniacal smile going ear to ear. Compared to me she is 5'9 and 130lbs but all that weight clearly went only to her ass and titties since she doesn't have an ounce of fat anywhere else. Long legs, slim waist, very curvy in the 'right' places and long platinum hair that is currently in a bun. With the body of an Amazonian goddess and the face that HAS caused wars all over the world, her craziness is absolutely equal to her beauty... maybe a little more on the crazy side actually.

'Sighhhh, its moments like this that makes me think I spoiled her too much...'

Rosa starts chuckling in maniacal manner "... I feel like you thought of something very disrespectful just now and was wondering if you would like to share it with your dear sister?"

"I have no clue what your talking about", of course I wasn't stupid in any shape or form to openly admit to thinking that she is bat-shit crazy.

Suddenly pressure from the release of Rosa's aura caused cracks to spread around the room shattering the mini bar, all the furniture and the bed causing the ebony beauty to drop onto the floor. Obviously that woke her up and the sight of black smoke surrounding me, the crazy chuckles of my sister and the cracks surrounding us like spiderwebs didn't constitute as a 'good morning' for her.

With Fear and confusion apparent throughout her face she struggles to ask us, "wh-wh-what are you?"

Rosa turns around with her head still cocked to the side as she smirks and replies, "Honey you don't know?... We're VAMPIRES!"