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"Didn't I tell you to stop messing around…" his lips barely moved as he spoke.

My brother, Richard, is alive for 503 years now, although he looks like a 27 year old man. The one thing I hate the most about him, is the way that his British accent kicks in a low severe tone when he's mad at me. His arm around my shoulders, holding me next to him as if he's afraid I would run away before he would get the chance to ground me for the next 10 years. "You can let go now" I said, looking up at him "It was just a taste, nothing more" I continued as he narrowed his eyes at me, his jaw locked.

I frowned and knew it would be useless to try and shake him off. I was only 122 years old, my powers compared to ones of a baby. We got into the car, my older sister Mary-Ann glanced at Richard, smiled at me and then put on a blank expression, deciding not to get involve in this fight. She is 319 years old and just like my brother, having the youth and beauty of a 25 year old woman.

You are probably asking yourself how can it be for vampires to be as a family. In our coven, our father, our creator chose us for a reason. Richard was a soldier in the 100 years war between England and France, and had the instincts of a predator; our father could not ignore his skills and found it crucial to have him a part of his family. Mary-Ann, as a descendent to the witches of Salem had powerful skills, a gift, that passed down for generations in her family's blood line. And the last one, Melody, that’s me. My family came from Greece and according to my family's legacy; we are the decedents of the Sirens who lured mariners to their death. Mary-Ann says it’s the reason why no one can refuse me.

Although I can't make my family bound to my will. Our father suggested it maybe the risk of death that has to be involved, and as for vampires, death arrived long ago.