Ghost Ores

Lost Kid

Yashmin's POV

"Blood.................blood..............blood"
"I need more"

Murron's mom POV

I made my way home. Sat down gently beside him and then I spoke, "Hunny, I lost the kid."

He eyed me carefully before he spoke. "Which kid, you mean Yash", he asked. "You lost your granddaughter. Tell me what happened he said."

I told him the story and spared him no details.
"Should I called Murron and Yashshauna?", I asked him.

"Are you mad", he said. "Do you wish to never see her again. Let's just try handling this by ourselves for now", he said.

"But I don't know what's wrong, she was in a trance like state, similar to what your brother a had last year", I said.

"Well it would seemed that Rob is not the only Ripper in the family", he stared.

"What's a Ripper?", I asked him.

"A vampire who cannot control their urge for blood. And when they are given it and they start to feed, they are driven mad by the desire", he said.

"Driven mad", I asked. "So she is destined to remain this way for the rest of her life?", I asked him.

"Yes and no, there are two solutions to this problem. The most reliable is never allowing yash to feed from a living being or animal.", he said. "Now let's go."

We made our way to the car but my husband was pretty winded. We got into his car and he drove off. Through the woods never stopping.  I asked him of We should search the woods and he said, he knew exactly where to find her. Maxwell the family WereTiger was send to dispose of the body.

We drove into town, and picked up her scent. As we followed it I expected the worst but luckily the predator that was awoken in her liked to play with her food.
So she was caught in a hunt.

"Yash", I called out to her. She turns to face me looking rather provoke. I appoarched her. She quickly shifted in her ghost form; grabbed my hands. I watched as her beautiful hair glowed that oceanic blue, along with her eyes and her nails. I was distracted thinking of my granddaughter's rare beauty and then she spoke, "Don't try to stop me."

I don't know what came over me but I felt frozen I could not move. Was that compulsion. There is no way that my granddaughter should be able to use compulsion on a next vampire, much less  one as old as I am. I been around from pyramids were being build.

Seeing what's happening, her granddad ran to where she is and quickly knocked her unconscious.

When we got home she was placed  in a room and locked away in our basement. My husband simply suggested we starving her for a few days until she was back to her own self.

"Is it done Maxwell", asked my husband as Maxwell entered.

"Yes", he responds rubbing his hands across his tummy.

I kissed my husband gently and thank him. "I don't know what I'll do when you are not here to clean up my messes", I said.

"Then you will have Murron", he said as he attempted to fall voilent on what would be the floor, if I hadn't intercepted him mid-air.

My husband was much younger than I am. My family went back far but not his. We both pure bred vampire as is our son. Arrange marriages normally don't work but ours did. We fell in love and kept falling ever since.

After a day Yashmin was back to her old self. Swearing off ever  giving in to the desires of her vampire side ever.

Yashmin's POV
When I came through and recognized myself I was so shamed and terrified. I'll never give into this desire for blood ever again.

Something else was different, I felt refreshed. I fed stronger. My ghost side felt as if it was charged by my vampire side.

Meanwhile Yashmin is having a enlightening life moment.  Xena is being rescue.

Yashshauna's POV

"Where is your sister?",I heard them asked Xena-Herra as we sneaked up on them.

"What sister, I am the only child of Sarafena", she said.

""Let's not waste anytime shall we?", said Murron as he ran towards Xena in full vampire speed. Breaking all that held her captive.

The men stood astonished. I shifted into ghost form as I appoarched them slowly. "Come to me", I said.

They were dressed in the all so familiar robes, I already knew who I was dealing with and how weak and fragile they were.

"Come to me", I whispered again in my ghostly voice but nothing happened. It's impossible, they shouldn't be able to refuse me like this being nothing.

"Who are ", by the time, the you left my tongue. They had transformed right before my eyes. One I could readily identify. The other I could not but I now knew they couldn't have been part of the group hunting us

"What are you?", I asked him.

"Hi I am Kayla, this is my friend Jaunce. He is a Djinn, I am Werefox. We came with a message. A group of robe individuals, wearing robes such as these are attacking groups of supernaturals and we are forming a group to eradicate them.  We thought the Chieftess of the Ghost Ores and The vampire prince would want to be apart of it. We had heard rumors of them murdering half of your Clan Chieftess. And news of them planning an attack on your father and his people tonight?", they said.

"My father", asked Murron as he turned to face me, "Yash is there", he whispered.

"Let's not be so quick to trust them. Besides they captured Xena", I said to Murron.

"We didn't came here for no witch. We came here for her Chieftess. But of course she choose voilence instead of granting us an audience", said Kayla.

"A djinn is Evil, why would I readily give up  my Chieftess to you", said Xena.

"Don't be stereotyping, he can't help what family he has been born into. He has refrained from years of wish granting for years now ", said Kayla

"But that's beside the point. We delivered our message. It's  up to you, what  you wish to do with it", said Jaunce as he grabbed on to Kayla and they vanished.

"Just like a Djinn, to be rude", said Xena.

"Why didn't you just take them to me and save us the trouble", I asked her.

"Y'all can stay around and debate that but  right now I have to get to my parents", said Murron. "I'll call ahead and warn them of this impending doom. Whether it's real of that, I am not taking any chance Yashmin is there", he said as he walked away with his phone to his head.

"What sister was they asking about?", I asked Xena-Herra.

"I don't know but I think we need to get to Murron's family as soon as possible. Djinns are harbingers of death somewhat. We should not disregard this warning. The Djinn may of saw his family's end", said Xena-Herra.

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Here we go again. Enjoy!!