chapter 11. didn't see that one coming...
I SAT ERECT, MY BACK BONE SRTAIGHT . I didn't even know why. It was like my mind didn't know the response, but my body did. And let me tell you my back was already aching. "Grandmother?" I said aloud more to myself as if to acknowledge the fact this woman standing in front of me could even be closely related to me.
"Where am I?" I asked. She looked at me. Her hazel eyes shining, in the moonlight coming in from the window. She went over to the window and sat down, at the table, and patted it as if to tell me to come sit next to her. I stood up, and walked over to the chair across from her. Which wasn't that much considering the table was only like two foot wide and was circular.
"Well.... were in Land van de beschermers ....land of protectors." She said looking at me. I tried to repeat what she had said but it sounded like I was talking out of my ears or something. It sounded horrible. She only laughed and said. "You'll get it soon."
Than I asked a question "Do you know where Jericho is?" She froze, staring at me. Obviously the wrong question to ask. My mind whispered.
"What did you say?" She said slowly.
"I asked if you knew where Jericho...My brother is." she threw her self up knocking the chair she was sitting in over.
"Don't ever speak of him again!" She said her voice whipping over my heart. I glared, in defience. "I will say his name when ever I want. Now, TELL me where he is." I said standing up to her. I must have been the first to ever do that because she looked flabbergasted. I stood erect, waiting for the answer.
"Fine" She snapped. "Jericho....Is a vampire....and your to kill him, for you're a vampire hunter."
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In Darkness of the Moonlight
VampirgeschichtenJericho is a normal sixteen year old who goes to a normal house.... well except he's rich. HIS family is Half irish, half Dutch. Well Jericho figures he's a normal teenager and his sister were too. Till one day he stumbles across a diary that has a...
