IHasCupQuake Is A Vampire?

Chapter 23

Hey, it's me! So... I know I haven't updated in a while, but winter break is here and I'll be doing a ton of updates! Thanks for being patient everyone.

~Pix

Tiffany

"Just take a deep breath in and breathe out." 

"I can't breathe, I'm a vampire." I groan, and flop onto the couch and off the yoga mat. "I don't have time for yoga. We need to get Kat and Mario out. It's been a whole month!"

"Relax, Tiffany, if you're this stressed you can't come." Miriam says.

"Who made you the boss?" I sigh. "Matt and Daniel's Mom is the oldest here."

"No." Miriam shrugs. "I was born in 1955, and Taylor was born in the 80s."

"Then I guess I'm..." I quickly count on my fingers. "The fourth oldest."

"Don't forget Pat and Jen. If you think I'm old, just wait until I tell you when Ian was turned."

"When?"

"Yikes, might have been 1600's. One of the first vampires. He was a merchant trading in India when he fell in love with a sorceress. They both wanted to be together forever, so they both tried a spell to become immortal. It worked, but it had a cost. The price of blood."

"So what happened to her?"  I ask.

"She's still around in India, they broke up when Ian started to become his evil self. Not everyone can handle immortality well." Miriam says. "Anyways, Tiffany, you can't come. You've only been a vampire for a few months. We don't know what will happen. Ian could trick you and he is much older than all of us, which means hes more powerful."

"My husband and daughter are in there." I whisper. "I want to help."

"Sorry, Tiffany." Miriam sighs, and walks away. "Has Daniel returned yet?"

"Nope." I hear Jen say, as her and Pat come in from hunting. "No sign of him."

"We'll have to find him later." Taylor says. "Right now we have to get Mario and Kat back, then we need to get out of the country until Ian is dead."

Kat

I've been here a few weeks, and things haven't actually been too bad. Another hearer here has been teaching me how to use my powers, and I've picked up some things about torture from Matt and my dad. Today, my job is to get prisoners and new recruits.

Right now, I'm out getting ice cream by myself, where I'm hoping a guy my age will show up.

After eating my M&M Blizzard, I lounge around for a bit when a group of guys ride up on their bicycles. They lightly punch each other, debating on who got there first.

After some bickering, they go up to order. One of them orders a small Heath Blizzard and reaches in his pockets to pay, when their playful, goofy face turns to worry.

"I...I swear I have the money somewhere." He nervously laughs. Someone puts down a five dollar bill.

"I think I found this on the sidewalk. It must be yours." I smile.

"Thanks." He says. "What's your name?"

As we move away to let other people order, I say, "Kat. Yours?"

"I'm Ethan." He grins, and his ice cream arrives. "You going to get something?"

"Nah, I already ate." I shake my head.

We chat for a while, even after his friends leave to go home. We go for a walk, and on purpose I lead him towards Ian's headquarters.

"Yeah, and that was when my sister was only two. Wait until you hear what she did when she was seven!" Ethan laughs, and I laugh too. So far, he seems like a good candidate to be part of Ian's army. Suddenly, he stops walking. "We shouldn't be around here. This is a bad part of town."

"Don't worry, it'll be fine. You did say you were a tough guy." My hand brushes against his, and our fingers intertwine until we're holding hands. "Come on. I know a really cool place."

"As long as it isn't a drug place." He says. "I've gotten a whiff of drugs once when I was at the Hill with my older brother and they're nasty."

I giggle. "Don't worry, I'd never inhale stuff like that. We're going to that old, abandoned warehouse on Wales Street."

"The one that's haunted?" He asks. "I've heard lots of rumors."

"Like what?" I ask, as we continue walking.

"One of my friends' cousins went missing. His skateboard was found outside the warehouse a few days later."

"Spooky." I shiver. "Don't worry, I've been here tons of times."

We stop at the fence, and we climb through a hole.

"I'm not sure...." He bites his lip, after he comes through.

"You will protect me, right?" I ask, as I turn to him and take his hands.

"Yes, of course." He looks into my eyes. "I would give my life for you."

"That's so sweet." I say, and I close my eyes, then start to lean in for a kiss.

He kisses me back, and his hands around my shoulders. They don't explore my body, which means he's a good guy.

Too bad he's so gullible.

We stop kissing for a moment to breathe, and while his eyes are closed, I take the chance to lean his head over just a bit and let my fangs come out.

"I hope you've savored your humanity." I whisper into his ear.

"What do you mean?" He asks.

"This." I smirk, and my fangs tear into his flesh.