((Did I specify where they live?  o-O;  I don't think so.  I'm thinking that the Vyne tribe should live in a huge mansion far out of the way of any towns or cities.  It's on a 100-square-acre plot of land with large lawn in the front and in the back, with a huge expanse of forest behind the back lawn.  Hidden somewhere in the forest is a lake.  Inside, there are rooms for almost every need--a large closet, a state-of-the-art kitchen, Several training rooms, a meeting hall, and rooms for all of the mansion's residents.  The residential rooms are mostly on the top and second-to-top floors, but a few are scattered about other places.  A large black fence with several security cameras, electric wires, and other security devices surrounds the entire estate.

Sound good?))

Kalanon waited impatiently in the entrance hall.  The morning shadows inched their way across the mansion as he waited.  Where were they?  The candidates were supposed to have arrived by now...

Kalanon held back an impatient growl as he stared at the clock.  Tick.  Tock.  Tick.   Tock.  The sounds were maddening.  Kal let out the growl as he made to slam his fist into the wall, but checked the blow to miss by a few inches.

He sighed and leaned back into the chairs.  If something had gone wrong, it would be his fault.

~

Allison Caldwell was angry.  She let fly another round of bullets into her plastic target as she vented her anger in the training room.  Nightmares had been her companion last night, and she was mad that she had let them get to her.  Derek's voice still whispered into her ear, taunting and irritating at the same time.

She wiped locks of her long blonde hair out of her face before narrowing her violet eyes.  She squeezed the trigger again, but nothing came out.  Allison tried again and again, but all of the bullets had been used.

Suddenly she was overwhelmed with disgust.  Even after all these years, he still got to her.  Derek could rot, for all she cared.  Giving a toss of her head to dislodge the stray strands that still stuck to her face, Allison stalked out of the room, dropping her gun as she went.

~

Toni yawned and stretched, her wide brown eyes blinking open to find bright sunlight streaming into her room.  She cursed silently, realizing she had slept in way too long.  The candidates were probably there already!

She leapt out of bed and dressed quickly.  With her hands, she aranged her brown and gold hair, which wasn't too much of a has.sle.  She pulled on some sneakers and bloted out of her room, skipping every other stair in her race to the entry hall of the Vyne tribe's mansion.  An insistent cawing in her head told her to go faster, use her wings to fly down the the prey.  Toni belatedly realizing it was the hawk telling her to do that.  She pushed aside its instincts and made it to the hall in time to spare.

Kalanon's bewildered ex
pression told her that she had startled him--a rare feat.  Toni beamed at him, taking a place on the wall to wait at; the candidates were obviously not there yet.

~

Christian stared at the note that lay in his hand for the thousandth time.  The bus rumbled underneath him as he read the note that claimed he had been accepted to a special school.  Seven other students waited patiently in the seats that surrounded him--no one knew anyone else, so there was no talk.

He sighed and leaned back.  What was taking so long?  As he checked his watch, he realized they had been on the stuttering vehicle for nearly three hours.  He was about to raise a complaint, when the bus screeched to a halt, lurching slightly.

Everyone was up in an instant.  Christian smiled as he stood.

They were there.