Your father and step-mom left to a honeymoon. You were in your room, laying on your bed as you watched TV.

Your step-brothers barged into your room without permission or even a knock on the door. Their eyes were glowing red, they looked hungry and upset

Christan: "Who's this blood bag?" Christan scoffed

Tristan: "pft..smells like food rather than an ally.." he grins mischievously