Dark Light of Mine

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Authors: John Corwin
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business or he had more enemies out there than he knew.
    Shelton did his magic to make the stairs leading out of the place appear again and told me to email or call him if I needed to get back in.  Then Elyssa, Katie, and I made our way out through the abandoned buildings and into the dark streets.  We had to walk several blocks, past trudging bums, a few likely drug dealers, and a lot of empty, boarded up houses before finding a cab.  We all hopped in and had the driver take us to downtown Decatur where Elyssa and I disembarked.
    After I handed the cabby enough money to cover Katie's fare home, she got out and gave me a tight hug.  "I'll see you at school tomorrow?"
    I gave her a resigned look.  "I guess so."
    She smiled at Elyssa.  "Thanks so much."
    Confusion spread over Elyssa's face.  "For what?"
    "For the most interesting day of my entire life."
    Elyssa stared at the cab as it vanished into the distance.  "That girl is messed in the head if she thinks today was interesting."
    I hugged her tight against me and kissed her cheek.  "You have to admit she took it all really well."
    "Yeah.  I guess."  Her body quaked for several seconds before growing still.
    "Are you okay?"
    She shook her head.  "I'm at the verge of losing control.  I can't hold on much longer."  She gazed at me with eyes the black of night as her pupils dilated, erasing the violet irises.
    I jerked back, surprised by the sudden change.  I did not want to find out what happened when she lost control.  "Where can we get you blood?"
    "There are places throughout the city the Templars have set up, but I haven't seen my parents since we rescued your Dad yesterday.  I need to go home before they send out search parties."
    "Where do you live?"
    Another tremor shook her body.  "You can't come, Justin."
    "I'm coming."
    "No the hell you aren't.  Are you crazy?"  Her legs gave out and I barely managed to keep her upright.
    "Tell me where, Elyssa.  We need to get you blood now.  You might not make it on your own."
    She gave me an address a mile from my house.  In fact, I knew exactly where it was because I'd passed the place dozens of times, never once knowing she lived there.  I flagged a taxi and barked out the directions, giving him a hundred dollars to get us there fast.  I think the guy must've been a rickshaw racer in his native country because he drove like a champ and dropped us off at the gates of the Big Creek Ranch, a horse ranch that somehow managed to survive the urban explosion on the edges of Decatur.
    The wide metal gate was closed and locked, but the whitewashed ranch-rail fence wasn't much of a barrier so we climbed over it and trudged down the long asphalt driveway.  Thick woods separated the edge of the ranch from the highway on our right.  To the left stretched open pastures.  The occasional whicker of a horse reached my ears.  Antique-styled lamps lined the way, providing dim yellow light.  We hadn't gone more than a few feet when I sensed someone approaching.
    "Please don't say anything, Justin," Elyssa said, her muscles tense, her face even paler than before.
    Up until that point I'd felt pretty confident.  Right about then my nerves decided to use my stomach as a punching bag.  Also, I was famished.  It was foolish coming to this place without a full demon belly or whatever stored the psychic essence I stole from people.  I considered turning tail and running, but ego and the desire to keep whatever shreds of manliness I had in Elyssa's eyes powered my legs onward, toward whatever was about to meet us.
    A guy who looked to be Shelton's age appeared from the shadows in the woods, his black outfit similar to what Elyssa had worn during our little jaunt against the vampires, perfect camouflage.  He held a katana at the ready in one hand.  Once his eyes settled on Elyssa, the sword vanished with a snick as he slid it expertly back into its sheath.  He wore his thick dark hair slicked back.  Long mutton-chop

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