We stopped the teleportation to look for the voice. Dad was sprinting towards us, his form blurred in shadowy wisps as he sped up with his vampiric speed. The people he rushed past were stopped in their tracks as their eyes followed the trail he left behind. He stopped suddenly in front of us. The look of conviction in his eyes made it very hard for me to say no to his declaration. Ever since he turned, he has become very protective of the family and I really didn’t want to stop him. He knew very well what was at stake.