The Boyfriend Games {Complete | Book One}

•~Therye Babies Are Nephilim~•

"I'm the older one, remember?" she taunted as he groaned.

"Kids," Alice interrupted, all eyes turned towards her. "There's an issue we need to deal with." In an instant they were all going to the wall of tools, each picking up a seraph blade and their own 'specialty' weapons.

Levi chose his double blades and blessed iron, in case of faerie trouble. Jackie was best with knives and silver powder, for unruly werewolves. Brett stuck with a regular sword (though he snuck a flail just in case) and a vial of holy water if there happened to be misbehaving vampires.

They took turns drawing stealth and other useful runes onto each other, and soon they were on their way. The four arrived at an abandoned warehouse on the edge of town. A group of three were waiting outside for them. "It's nice to see you again Mrs. Walker," one of the girls with brown twin braids greeted Alice. "It's been a mighty while. How's your son doing?"

"Though your intentions are good, there are more pressing matters. You know why we're here Maple." Her smile faltered and it seemed as if she were containing a growl towards the elder Shadowhunter. It would do her no good to start a fight.

"Alvah here said that this girl has been resisting the clan. There have also been rumors she used human blood," Maple explained. The only reason she was in on a rogue vampire case was because she had become the leader of her pack. It all started during a trip in the woods when a newly turned werewolf got spooked and decided to turn her too. Maple's second in command had accompanied her in case the head vampire had been trying any funny business.

"The Clave's been all over my case that we haven't tracked her and contained her, or at least enlisted the help of someone who can," Alvah complained. Levi was mesmerized when looking at him; though he had to stand in the deep shadows right next to the building, he still seemed perfectly comfortable. No blemishes were to be found on his skin--the pale surface was flawless.

Jackie laughed at his statement. "So that's where we come in, huh? To clean up some dirty work of you who can't control their own kind?"

Alvah hissed at her. "As a Shadowhunter it's your job. Haven't you learned a thing from your dear grandmother?"

"If that's a jab at my teaching, I'll have you know I'm doing quite well. It's extra special for a child of the Nephilim to live as long as I have, though the concept of time doesn't matter to you, does it?" Alice countered.

"Just please," the second-in-command interrupted, his face displaying his annoyance. "Get the girl so we can leave."

"Very well," Alice agreed. Entering the building, the four blended into the darkness with the black color of their gear.

"I missed it," Brett whispered, "what did she do?"

"She broke the Covenant. This vampire murdered a human," Jackie told him venomously. Their grandma signaled for them to be quiet and they split off to search the building for their target.

No one was finding anything at first, until Brett heard heightening breathing. That's odd, he thought, vampires don't need to breathe.

He came upon a room that had a few beams of sunlight still streaming in. The sounds started to sound more like crying. Then he spotted her-in the corner of the room, standing up with her head down.

He couldn't help it, he walked over to her with concern. "Hey, what's the crying for? Well, not that you can actually cry, or breathe for that matter, but...well, I think you get the point." He was almost to her when he snapped to his senses. Standing in the ray of sun as a protective barrier, he drew his sword in one hand and kept the other on the vial in case he need it. Seeing the sword as a direct threat, her fangs unsheathed in protest. Brett knew he should be preparing to attack her, but he couldn't stop from just looking at her. Typical of vampires, her skin was unnaturally flawless. But that wasn't what caught his attention.

She was young, probably the same age as him. Even with her defensive face, she still looked so innocent. He didn't realize that his sword had lowered to the ground. The vampire's face went slack. "Why are you here, Shadowhunter?" her voice held a slight accent, one that Brett couldn't decipher.

"You know why," he said decisively. A silence fell over them as they stared at each other. Brett blamed it on nerves, but something felt...different as he looked deeper into her eyes. Suddenly, she slumped back against the wall, sliding all the way down to the floor.

"It was an accident," she whispered.

He didn't think he heard the vampire correctly. "I'm sorry, what?"

"I didn't mean to kill him!" She said louder. "I was confused...alone... hungry..." Brett wouldn't admit that the momentary darkening of her eyes frightened him. Though he didn't know whether or not to believe her, he just had a gut feeling that she was telling the truth.

"Brett!" Levi called out and soon walked into the room. "Whoa," he immediately pulled his double swords into a fighting stance upon seeing her.

"Wait," Brett called out, then hesitated. He took a glance towards the young vampire. "She's told me the truth. It wasn't her that killed the mundie." The vampire's head that had been down snapped up at his words. He was lying, for her.

"I better not have heard you right!" Jackie was next to come barging into the room. "I'll steal your vial and force feed that holy water to the ungrateful, deceptive, no good-"

"Jackie," Levi stopped her ranting. "Brett's been in this as long as we have, I think we can trust our brother's judgement."

Jackie huffed, sheathing her knife. "But she still needs to listen to her clan, Alvah said she wouldn't join."

"That is true," the vampire spoke up. "He scared me at first, but I will join if he extend the offer again." She pushed off the ground to stand up. Skirting the edge of the sunlight in the room, she stood by the door, hands clasped. "Will someone escort me?"

"I'm not in charge of that thing," Jackie declared before marching out on her own. Brett looked up at his older brother, figuring he'd play the age card for responsibility.

"Good find, Brett," Levi said with a pat to his shoulder. "You got this under control." And with that, he too exited. As Brett walked over to put his hand on the vampire's back to guide her, she simply stared at him.

"Thank you," she whispered. Brett waited until she had turned around in front of him to smile before walking her back to where the others were.

{Shoutout to the one who helped me with some ideas and correcting me in the accuracy of this. You know who you are.}