"Honey, we need to talk."

I looked at my mom, she seemed serious. What could I have possibly done? I only just got home. Wait.

"Mom, I'm sorry about the ball ok? I don't know how I popped it! But I made sure not to show the kid okay? I'm going to buy-"

"Astrid."

"Yes ma'am?"

"This isn't about that, you're not in trouble."

I looked up at her as my dad walked into the room.

"Then what is it about?"

My mom sighed and gestures towards the chair. I sat down.

"The world isn't how it seems. They are people out that wh-"

"Oh hell no, is this 'the talk?' Because we did that in school don't worry."

"No, Astrid. Let your mother speak." My father growled. Now I was really scared, my father and mother were together talking to me. I never understood them, sometimes I swear I hear my dad growl and mom hiss.

"Astrid. Supernaturals are real. Vampires, werewo-"

I laughed, "Ha, I thought this was going to be serious."

My mother suddenly stood. Pointing toward her teeth, "Does this look human?" Her canines grew and I swear her skin got paler.

"What?"

"Astrid. I'm a vampire."

How could she be a vampire? I'm not a vampire. Dad's not- "What's Dad?" I was scared of the answer but asked anyway.

"I'm a werewolf." He stated like this was a normal thing that normal families talk about.

"Wait, but you cook with garlic and Dad eats cooked meat... and you don't eat people!" I said, I was confused, could this be true? What am I?

"Honey, those are the stories, not really life."

This can't be happening, my family are human, normal, everyday, humans. "What am I?"

My parents looked at each other. My mother deciding to talk. "A rare breed. It's only happened 4 other times."

"What am I?!"

My dad answered this time, "A werepire."