Crown of Thorns

Chapter Two; Stranger in the City

"What about that one?" Henry asked Zach and Adrianna.

Adrianna shook her head, "No."

Henry sighed, they had been at this all day. Currently they stood outside at the market, watching people walk up and down the sidewalk, trying to decide if they would make a vampire. Just last night, there were two more attacks, and Adrianna knew for certain that it was not one of their guys.

"How much longer?" Henry asked.

"Until we find at least two more." Zach told him.

"Well we watched at least ten people just walk by, what is taking so long?" Henry asked, annoyed.

"Henry, we just can't take someone with a life," Adrianna told him, "They would have to want to change it, or get a new life, a new identity."

Henry rolled his eyes at his friend, "This is ridiculous, I am standing outside in the rain, to try to find a person willing to, so-to-speak, change there lives and become a vampire, when they don't even know vampire exist?"

Adrianna shrugged, "If you put it that way, then yeah."

"Why don't we just ask someone to help us, I mean there are other cities run by vampires," Zach told Adrianna, "I just heard Marcel, from New Orleans just experienced some shit happen to him, why don we ask him for help?"

"Because, this other vampire, is in our city, we have to take care of them."

"Why don't we ask the wolves for help?" Henry suggested, "A bunch of them were just found if there hearts ripped out of their chest."

Adrianna sighed, she hated the werewolves. She was the one that got them out of the city and into the outskirts. She highly doubted she could just walk in and be welcomed back like an old friend. Then again, if anyone would be more mad about the attacks then her would be them, considering two of them were taken out.

"Alright, you and Zach go, I'll start making vampires," Adrianna told the boys.

"Alright, see you later," Zach told her, planting a kiss on her head.

"Be carful," she yelled to the boys as the began to walk down the sidewalk.

"Always," Henry called back.

••••

Zach and Henry stood outside of the small settlement, in the outskirts of Seattle. Zach watched as a two men walked out of the house, one he recognized as Matt, the alpha of the pack, and another man with longer black hair and dark eyes.

"What do you want?" Matt asked.

Zach smirked, looking at the two wolves, "We heard about the two attacks on your guys."
"We have it under control," the man with the dark hair told Zach.

Henry raised an eyebrow at him, "And who might you be?"

"I'm Jackson," he said.

"He's the alpha from a pack in New Orleans," Matt told them.

"So you already called for help? We would have of been willing to help, this is going back on us, not good politics," Henry told them.

Jackson shook his head, "We have it under control, the deaths in the pack, were an accident."

"An accident?" Zach asked, "About four people were found with there throats ripped out, does that sound like an accident?"

"Sounds like your kind did it," Matt said with a smirk plastered on his face.

Henry lunged forward, but was pulled back by Zach. "Henry, stop!" Zach yelled at him, "Sorry for bothering you, but I will tell you, these attacks were not from us and something big is coming."