Daniel felt himself slipping away, sighs of pain feeling like a mere illusion as he felt his heart skip a beat. "W-what is this-ssww..." he said, words slurring together. The last thing he saw was his fathers long golden hair swept back and bluish silver eyes, and his mothers brown hair and completely silver eyes. Both of them had the same colored skin he did, and his brother Alexander. He leaned in by the doorway to the room and peered at him as though worried, though he could have imagined it.<br/>--<br/>He heard the faint click of fingers, and Alexander call to his brother Zack. "Lets get rid of the hunters... for brothers sake everyone. It is about time we lived in the way we truly want to anyway... at piece with everyone." He growled, Alexander's words cutting everyone deep, even Father and mother. "We cannot live, if they grow suspicious of us, and that little girl of there family loves brother... at least until she finds out," he said in a malicious voice. By this time, Daniel was completely out like a light, but in his dreams, he sat in a field of dead. His claws bloody, and his fangs tainted with silver blood...