The mornings early beams of sunlight crept into Amarius’ room and onto his face. He opened his eyes his face started to sting. He pulled the covers over his head as he started to drift back to sleep. Before hear a loud giggle followed by a sudden pile of weight on his chest causing him to lose his breath for a moment but he didn’t even flinch or grunt like a normal human would, he stayed still as if he was lifeless. The little body giggled again and in a flash he was out from under the covers and standing beside the bed he had just been laying in. The little girl that had jumped on his stomachs mouth dropped surprised before her tiny pale lips formed into a smirk.

“Mar mar, your silly!” the little girl chirped happily. She was no older than five and she was practically a spitting image of Ezio. She was the product of his father’s most recent love affair and Ezio loved her to death. There was no telling how many half siblings Ezio had, his father had been with so many women; Humans, demons, vampires, even a werewolf once or twice. But, Abigail was the only one he knew of, mostly because his father was still with Abby’s mother at the moment, though he was sure that would be ending soon.

Ezio cocked his head to the side looking at the little girl as if she were his next meal, though there being a more playful look behind his eyes. “What are you doing up this early missy?” he asked in a big brother tone, noticing she was fully dressed and by the looks of outside it was only about six am.

“The collectors are coming to get there singnments. Daddy says you has to get up!” she said jumping off his bed and wrapping her arms around his leg in a cute little hug, he was a giant compared to her. She ran out in a flash hearing her mother’s voice calling her. “Shit!” he whispered to himself as he searched his haphazard room for clean shirt. He grabbed a black one slapping it over his fit torso. He ran his fingers through his golden locks ruffling it a bit as he quickly made his way through his father’s beach side mansion. The sun burned his skin as he passed through the living room, his step-mother having all the windows open, he shielded his face as he passed through, he was in a hurry, he should have been up hours ago to help his father. The collector meeting was almost as big a deal as The Feed itself. There was a group of ten skilled collectors, they were the ones who kidnapped or lured the unlucky humans to the feed. Ezio rushed down the hundreds of stairs that lead down to the massive coven under is father’s mansion where the feed was held. He was finally able to pull his arm away from his face.

The farther down he went the darker and colder it got, it was practically a cave. When he finally reached the bottom floor the sacrificial tables where already ready for The Feed, the white gowns where placed on the tables. He made his way through the maze of stone tables until he reached the meeting room. He opened the door hoping to sneak in though his father shot him an agitated look as all the collectors already sat at the table listening to his father’s opening speech. Ezio rolled his eyes and took a seat next to Demetrio.

“Nice of you to join us Amarius.” His father spoke in his deep, dark tone.

“Sorry, forgot.” Marius replied dryly.

His father continued giving each collector their quote, gender and age group. Finally coming to Demetrio. “Last but not last, Demetrio, you’ll be targeting females 17-21, we need 50 to 75 five this year.” He said jotting something down.

Ezio hated this damn meeting, he wasn’t even a collector, but his father was convinced he would take over The Feed one day. Ezio of course wanted no part in it.

“Alright, everyone has their quotas to fill, you have a week, 3 hours, and twenty minutes. Better get started.” He smirked and with that the meeting was over. Ezio stood to leave “Son, stay.” His father hissed in a low voice only Ezio could hear.