Sehkmetians

Chapter 8

The rest of the week was energy consuming. Between missing Isaac, avoiding Jacob, trying to hide my new appearance and blocking everyone out of my mind. When Saturday came I had been excited, until someone rang the doorbell. Instantly, I felt a warning go off in my head and rushed to block my mom's way.

"Stop! Something evil is out there!"

Immediately, my dad went on alert and pulled the curtain back to peer outside through the window. I glanced over his shoulder and didn't see anything or anyone. My mom took that as a 'go ahead' to open the door and walk outside. When I saw her, I tried to rush towards her, the same time a premonition seemed to crawl up my spine. The grass in front of her began to shake and rattle, a minute before a hideously large rattle snake, with red eyes, sprang out at her.

There was no way to get to her in time before the venom was injected into her blood stream. As the snake dropped away from my mom, it began to grow and suddenly a hideous man was staring back at me with a cruel smile-- if you can call that a smile-- on his face. His teeth looked stained black and decayed, his hair seemed to be going bald in certain places even though it cut off at his shoulders, but what scared me the most was his face. His skin seemed to be stretched tightly on his skull, as if he had to much plastic surgery, and his eyes blazed red, a deep sinister red. That was one ugly mother--. But sadly enough I felt bad for him, even though I wanted to hate this creature, he was just a shell of the person he was.

He began to walk towards me with his long skinny fingers, that looked to be dislocated to make them look longer, with long pointed nails which were covered in dirt and blood. My foot moved of it's own accord and I took a step back as my father came out and shifted in midair, landing on top of the vampire. The Werewolf clamped down on the Vampire's arm and tore it off, as the Vampire attempted to claw his eyes out.

My father was quick, already retreating towards me, while watching the Vampire as it stood up. His arm was still dripping blood, more like gushing blood, as he angrily snapped his head in both our direction. His eyes seemed to be burning a hole in my skull but suddenly Jacob was behind him, before the Vampire could protect himself, Jacob wrapped an arm around his neck and twisted with brute strength. The body crumpled to the ground as Jacob tossed his head towards the body, it rolled and made a sickening sloshing noise.

While dad began to change back, Jacob deposed of the body by using Sekhmetian magic, and elemental power, to produce a fire. While he burned the remains, I ran back to my mom and checked out the damage. Already the bite wound was swelling up, the Vampires poison was already working its way into her system, it showed up black underneath her skin. She was dry heaving onto the porch, I had to work fast, I heard a lot about the bite from a Vampire and no one ever survived. That's why they killed their prey, that's why the idea of being turned by one was petty in my eyes. Humans come up with such ludicrous ideas about sexy Vampires.

Snapping out of my thought process, I glanced down at my mom's crumpled body and lowered my head to the bite. I had to extract the venom while chanting healing words. Putting my mouth to her wound, I began to suck to venom out of her system. It tasted horrible! I nearly gagged while performing this tedious process, which seemed to go on forever. The healing words I chanted, came to my lips, it always had. It was weird to think about it, but I never really understood where the words came from. It took a long time making sure all the poison was gone, sucking and spitting while chanting, but finally it was done. When I retreated from her body, I realized how weak I was from using my powers.

Jacob was already there, holding me up and pressing his bleeding wrist towards my mouth. His blood tasted different from the others that I drank from, it wasn't as powerful as Isaac's but it had a certain spice and tang to it. My eyes were shut as I kept drinking until I couldn't drink anymore. He pulled back his wrist as it healed from the coagulants in my mouth.