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A knock at the door makes me jerk awake, along with Bryer, who stood at attention, His angelic sword at the ready. "Should I answer it?" I ask in a shaky voice. Bryer shrugs, eyeing Branston with a puzzled look. "Who is it?" I ask, frowning. He gestures towards the door, motioning me to follow. Behind the door stood a line of vampires, all in business suits. I nearly laughed, but Bryer shushed me with a hand. The leader, a girl with hair that reached her waist approached us, looking a little scared because Bryer was an archangel.

"We are the vampire council." she says in a demanding voice, that didn't follow her body language.

By aria, January 2, 2015*.