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Life was somewhat complicated for us. We didn't have a perfect life or even a really good life. My name was Tamara and I, along with my brother Eric, were day walkers. Vampires feared us, well my brother that is. He fought and killed vampires, I was just along to keep him sane. He and I were opposites somewhat. His thirst was slowly growing, it was getting harder to fight it. I did not crave blood even though I needed it to survive. My thirst would not grow and place me in a primal state. It would just make my stomach growl. So he had thirst problems and I didn't. But I was there to help him in any way I could. Even when he didn't say he needed help, I knew when he did.

We were always together growing up depending on each other and dealing with our illness. Then that's when Abraham Whistler found us. He taught us what we knew and taught us of the real world. Vampires and humans did not mix. They were fighting a war and only one race could exist. Eric and I chose the humans over our own kind supposedly. As we grew up and fought and killed, Eric changed his name to Blade. It was like he was trying to erase parts of his human life. He wanted the vampires to fear him, and that was good, because he should. He liked his guns and swords and I liked my twin silver fans that killed any vampire it came into contact along with my silver sai. They were heavy and I learned to use them as a part of my body. I killed many with them. I also had a pair of glock 42s and a belt of silver bullets and steaks ready to use.

My brother and I were dangerous when alone, but were lethal when together. Our story, however, started with me meditating on the balcony of our warehouse. I was at perfect peace. Balance was all that mattered to me right now. I did not care of the world around me. My brain was calm, my heart was calm, and my hands were calm. They did not want to touch a weapon right now. If everyone meditated, the world would be balanced. Even vampires could meditate. My brother's scent came into my nose, and I inhaled some ignoring him. Nothing mattered right now as long as I got an hour of peace and quiet.

"What?" I asked when I felt him just standing there.

"We got to go." he said. I stiffened some trying to calm myself.

"Where are we going that is so important that you need to bother me now, Eric?" I asked opening my green eyes and looking up at him. He was calm and still like a statue.

"I had just recently visited the vampire overlord, Eli Damaskinos, and he wants us to help take care of a mutated strand of vampires that's becoming deadly to both the races." he told. I was still and silent.

"Why can't the vampires deal with it?" I asked. He knew I didn't like to be bothered when meditating so his presence was aggravating me. He could clearly see this, but still did not move or make any facial feature to show he was upset or concerned.

"The vampires can't handle the virus alone. They are changing and are killing both vampires and humans. Soon, at the rate they are going, they will soon move on to humans." he replied. "We have decided to strike a truce with them-"

"Did you just say we? Did you make a decision for both of us?" I asked standing up now and moving up to him.

"I made the decision. The faster we do this, the faster we can go back to our own routine." he replied, and I sneered.

"So let this new strand of vampirism kill the vampires. They would be doing us a favor." I said. He frowned and I could see his eyes through his dark shades.

"Don't be selfish, sister. Vampires are not the only targets here. The humans are too. Are we going to do this or not?" he asked firmly, and I looked up at the dark sky for a moment before sighing. I knew this new breed could be a problem for us, and if we do not kill the vampire in its coffin more will come. They were the greater evil right now.

"Brief me on the way to Whistler's." I merely replied and packed my weapons back on my body.

"Well the company we have will be able to tell you more." he said with a flex of his brows and I could only assume this would not be good.

Author's Notes

Okay so I was going to make this a sort of prequel to the His Mate to get the juices flowing more on the fanfic, but since I do favor Donnie Yen and he died too early in the movie, I have decided to make this in order to help me pick back up on the second blade fanfic. This fanfic shouldn't take long to finish. I need to get the ball rolling so i can continue His Mate because the ideas have died ever since school started.