Figment Reborn

Chapter 11 Steel Doorways

"What do you know about the book?" Firrelol asked. His ringed finger pointing to Louis side where the book was resting on his side, held by his arm.

"All I know is that you are going to see someone to help you decode this. I for one, wouldn't really class this as a 'decoding'. It is just the Ancient Pythonissam language. A language that I was taught when i was very young." Amorphia said. The gang of Vampires in the back of the train had gotten up.

They moved over to the door of the train that Amorphia was blocking. "Hey," The vampire at the front of the group. "Would you move over, Princess," His tone was rough and had many sticks and thorns in its way. His pale skin and rusty gold eyes seemed to belong in another head. They seemed almost too antique and rare for them to be stuck with a lowly, sagging personallity. The vampire seemed like one you woud more than likely find in your local bar and be known there as The Shadow.

The group all followed the vampire that had spoken to Amorphia. I was later told that there were gangs and groups of vampires and werewolves like that all over the city. Many of the vampires thta we came across had a tattoo on their necks.

"Are those just their gang tattoos?" I asked Niall.

"No," He said, "Those are tattoos to cover their scar from where they were bitten."

"What symbols were they?" We were now in the streets were we going through an alley. We walked between two steel buildings. At the end of the alley there was a building at the end made of the reflective mirror-like glass of the train.

"They were vampire symbols. Every race has symbols. We do, too."

"Okay, everybody," Amorphia said, "We are going to a party. It will be full of witches and anyother creature you could think of. We are going to blend in and I am going to tell you how. I have some clothes to give some of you girls. Guys, I have an iron and rags to wash yourselves up." Amorphia said.

"Where are we going to get all of this, if anyone sees us, we could be arrested." Harry said.

"We aren't going straight there. We are going home." Amorphia stated

"So, you draged us down his for nothing?" Louis asked.

"No, we are going to my house. I have a brother to help you guys clean up. He might have a couple dress shirts that you can borrow. But, we don't have much time so we have to get moving." She turned to one of the metal skyscrapers and placed her delicate hand on the wall. She closed her eyes and placed another hand around the smae spot as the other.

Her hands seemed to melt the steel to make a slim doorway. One the other side of the door there was a dimly lit room with red velour walls and a wardrobe covered with purple sheer. "Girls, you go in here."

She moved over to another part of the wall she put a hand on and closed her eyes. Amorphia put another hand onto the wall and slowly the other started to melt. When there was a doorless doorway that we could go through she said that this is where the boys would go.

"Now, make yourselves look nice."