Hybrid

chapter 6

Rogan's POV

It has been 5 days since I sent that letter, my hopes for my servant to come back from the trip is low. It is probably best to assume that they have killed him, or is keeping him as a prisoner. Now I must go and retrieve his worthless self. My guess is that this is their way of inviting me to their palace. I honestly do not know what I should expect. I could be killed as soon as I walked in through the doors, or I will be welcomed as a guest. The great siblings are the fathers and mother of us all according to our history. They do not see many people unless they are worthy of being seen.

I sent another one of my servants to fetch me a car, for I must go to Egypt to meet them. It took him 3 minutes to retrieve one of my cars. It is a yellow Ferrari with black seats and black tinted windows which block me from the sun if I decide to venture out during the day. I called the special line at the airport for a special private plane to take me to Egypt. There was a woman who answered. "Hello, and welcome to Tennessee airport. How may I help you?" Says the woman. I spoke in the vampire language. Since this language is not understandable by mortals, so I will translate for you. "I am going to meet the children of Osiris. My name is Rogan, and I would like a private plane to their residence."

"Of course Mr. Rogan." The girl replies in the same vampire language. "I will make arrangements for your plane. And I will call ahead and there will be a limo to take you to their residence."

"Thank you miss." I hang up the phone.

When I arrived at the airport, it's dark out and not many people are here. The security at the door were waiting for me, and they escort me to the private plane that will take me to Egypt. "Have a good flight sir." One of the guards replied. I nod my head in thanks. I walk up the steps and I could see how well they treat their guests here. The leather seats, blood bar, a 32" flat screen tv, and a window big enough to shove somebody out. A man from the cockpit stands up and walks toward me. He was a sturdy fellow. Scruffy beard, eyes as black as the night sky, but he is wearing a very formal captain uniform. "My name is captain Christopher and I will be your pilot for this trip" the captain said.

He reached out his hand to shake mine, I gradually met his grip. "A pleasure, Captain Christopher." He points to one of the seats to suggest that I sit down. After sitting down, the captain pokes his head out of the entrance of the plane and nods to signal somebody. He comes back inside and not far behind him are the same guards that escorted me. With them is a young blonde woman who is gagged at the mouth with some cloth. She's muffling and struggling, trying to free herself from the guards. "I hope that you will like this, little snack we have for you." Captain Christopher says.

"It is most appealing of you to send me this gift you bestow upon me." I reply with satisfaction. The girl is put on the sofa and the guards left, for we are ready for departure. As the plane is taking off, the woman looks frightened. I stroke her soft warm cheeks and remove the gag. She's taking deep breaths to try and calm down. "There is no need to worry madam. Those men should not have brought you here this way." She is calming down as I am speaking to her, but she is still scared. "Please," the woman says. "I just want to go home." "Oh honey, you won't be going home for a while. You see, I am on my way to Egypt on some...business. Besides, I don't think you will be coming home alive" her eyes widen as I show my fangs to her. She screams, but I cover her mouth as I sink my fangs into her delicate throat. She's trying to push me away, but I am too strong for her. It only takes a minute to drain her completely. I drop her dead, lifeless body on the floor of the plane. Now I await for the 13 hour flight to Egypt.