it all, it wasn’t a bad deal being a vampire.
And I could just tell they were biding their time, wearing me out so that when they finally came in for the kill, I’d be too tired to even fight.
“KILLIAN!”
“You nailed your stake through the vamp AND the ghoul and now it is stuck in the coffin,” he called up to me.
“Well, get it out!”
The vamp that rushed me looked familiar.
“WAIT! You were the widow?”
She gave me a wicked little smile.
“This was a trap? WHAT?” I sent her flying just out of spite. “How the hell were you able to come out during the daylight?”
Another funeral observer laughed a spine tingling vampire laugh at me, “Wouldn’t you like to know, you spawn of Ulrich’s enemy.”
“How the hell do you know my uncle’s name?” I said, starting to panic.
“He decided that you deserved a little welcome home present. He has always felt family is so important.”
I knew better to look a vamp dead in the eye, so I just looked at him dead in the bridge of the nose, “Are you telling me my uncle consorts with vampires?”
That asshole laughed again, “Consorts? Oh my dear child, you really do have no idea what is going on.”
And then that bastard came in thinking he was ready for the kill. I broke my stunning staff in two and caught the guy midflight like a Turkish shish kabob.
One stake down. And I used the other to impale a kid who looked no older than fourteen.
“Sorry, undead kid. Just think of all the acne and awkward first dates I’ve spared you.”
I tried to yank out the stake before the next one flew at me, but I was still pulling when she landed. She looked like an evil corporate ex-cheerleader. Perfect blonde hair coiffed just right. All hairs fell right back into place every time she moved her head.
“I shall make this quick and painless for you. How shameful you would wear garlic,” she whispered.
And then the silver shaft of my stake appeared right through her heart.
Killian kicked her away, grabbed me by the wrist and we sprinted to the car, five vampires in fast pursuit.
I clicked the fob as we ran and my Honda gave a friendly little chirp as the headlights flashed on.
We both leapt into the driver’s door. I threw myself into the passenger’s side and pressed the “autolock” as Killian revved the engine and pealed out, leaving the vampires in a cloud of dust.
“There was so much wrong that just happened there,” I said.
The fear in Killian’s eyes showed me I wasn’t alone in realizing we were so fucked.
Chapter 14
We sat in a 50’s themed diner just off of Sunset. I held my pathetic little glass of sweaty tap water to my swelling eye.
“How many laws of vampires did we just see ignored there?”
Killian didn’t lift his eyes from the menu, “I am feeling like a strawberry shake.”
I just folded up my arms and rested my head on the table, “I want out.”
Killian did not seem to be grasping what I was trying to say and replied, “What are you getting? It is on me.”
I couldn’t believe this guy, “Peanut butter pie. A la mode.”
“Good choice,” he said, waving the waitress over and placing our order.
As soon as she left, I hissed, “They were in a cemetery.”
Killian nodded, “Grave dirt and all.”
“They aren’t supposed to be on hallowed ground.”
“So somehow that church had been desecrated. Could the ghoul have done it while he was the pastor?”
I thought about it a bit and then nodded, “Yah. That could have been it.”
“So the vampires have found if they can get a monster to take over the body of a holy person, they can break down the defensive barrier. It is not unheard of.”
“How about vampires being out in broad daylight?”
“It was not broad daylight. It was dusk.”
“Killian, we followed that funeral since 6:00PM. They were out. They are not supposed to be able to be out in sun at all.”
Our food arrived and Killian tried to stall by
And I could just tell they were biding their time, wearing me out so that when they finally came in for the kill, I’d be too tired to even fight.
“KILLIAN!”
“You nailed your stake through the vamp AND the ghoul and now it is stuck in the coffin,” he called up to me.
“Well, get it out!”
The vamp that rushed me looked familiar.
“WAIT! You were the widow?”
She gave me a wicked little smile.
“This was a trap? WHAT?” I sent her flying just out of spite. “How the hell were you able to come out during the daylight?”
Another funeral observer laughed a spine tingling vampire laugh at me, “Wouldn’t you like to know, you spawn of Ulrich’s enemy.”
“How the hell do you know my uncle’s name?” I said, starting to panic.
“He decided that you deserved a little welcome home present. He has always felt family is so important.”
I knew better to look a vamp dead in the eye, so I just looked at him dead in the bridge of the nose, “Are you telling me my uncle consorts with vampires?”
That asshole laughed again, “Consorts? Oh my dear child, you really do have no idea what is going on.”
And then that bastard came in thinking he was ready for the kill. I broke my stunning staff in two and caught the guy midflight like a Turkish shish kabob.
One stake down. And I used the other to impale a kid who looked no older than fourteen.
“Sorry, undead kid. Just think of all the acne and awkward first dates I’ve spared you.”
I tried to yank out the stake before the next one flew at me, but I was still pulling when she landed. She looked like an evil corporate ex-cheerleader. Perfect blonde hair coiffed just right. All hairs fell right back into place every time she moved her head.
“I shall make this quick and painless for you. How shameful you would wear garlic,” she whispered.
And then the silver shaft of my stake appeared right through her heart.
Killian kicked her away, grabbed me by the wrist and we sprinted to the car, five vampires in fast pursuit.
I clicked the fob as we ran and my Honda gave a friendly little chirp as the headlights flashed on.
We both leapt into the driver’s door. I threw myself into the passenger’s side and pressed the “autolock” as Killian revved the engine and pealed out, leaving the vampires in a cloud of dust.
“There was so much wrong that just happened there,” I said.
The fear in Killian’s eyes showed me I wasn’t alone in realizing we were so fucked.
Chapter 14
We sat in a 50’s themed diner just off of Sunset. I held my pathetic little glass of sweaty tap water to my swelling eye.
“How many laws of vampires did we just see ignored there?”
Killian didn’t lift his eyes from the menu, “I am feeling like a strawberry shake.”
I just folded up my arms and rested my head on the table, “I want out.”
Killian did not seem to be grasping what I was trying to say and replied, “What are you getting? It is on me.”
I couldn’t believe this guy, “Peanut butter pie. A la mode.”
“Good choice,” he said, waving the waitress over and placing our order.
As soon as she left, I hissed, “They were in a cemetery.”
Killian nodded, “Grave dirt and all.”
“They aren’t supposed to be on hallowed ground.”
“So somehow that church had been desecrated. Could the ghoul have done it while he was the pastor?”
I thought about it a bit and then nodded, “Yah. That could have been it.”
“So the vampires have found if they can get a monster to take over the body of a holy person, they can break down the defensive barrier. It is not unheard of.”
“How about vampires being out in broad daylight?”
“It was not broad daylight. It was dusk.”
“Killian, we followed that funeral since 6:00PM. They were out. They are not supposed to be able to be out in sun at all.”
Our food arrived and Killian tried to stall by
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