Night Guardians

Chapter Fifteen- Education To Special Medication

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*Ash's POV*

“Ok,” I breathed. “Go over that last part one more time?”

Garnet dropped her head onto the steering wheel with a loud thud in surrender to my idiocy.

I didn’t blame her at all. She must’ve explained this about a hundred times already, but with me being a complete moron I still didn’t get it at all.

Garnet groaned from the driver’s seat. “What part do you want me to go over this time?”

I ran my hand through my hair. “Well...”

She groaned again, hearing the rest of my sentence telepathically in her mind “You want me to tell you again?”

I smiled sheepishly.

“Please?”

With one more loud noise of complaint, she reluctantly lifted her head up from the steering wheel and turned her exhausted eyes toward me.

“Ok, this is the last time I’m telling you so please pay attention.” She added with a distinct glare of warning.

That probably would’ve scared me an hour ago, but now it didn’t bother me at all. After everything I had seen, been told and been through in the past twenty-four hours I was getting used to talking about the supernatural. Sure, it wasn’t normal to me, but since when was any of this stuff normal at all?

In the past hour or so, Garnet had been talking to me about the Shadow World. She’d explained the basics, that it was the summary of all the Shadow Beings and that they were all either witches, vampires, werewolves or shape-shifters. Right now she’d been explaining the vampires specifically.  I’ll tell you one thing though, it was complicated.

I sat back, waiting for Garnet to go over it again.

“Alright,” she breathed. “The Sanguis family is the original vampire family. My dad’s Great-great something grandfather was the first vampire.  Over the centuries he had children and the Sanguis bloodline was spread out all over the world. He also created vampires of his own.  For a human to turn into a vampire they need to die with a lot of vampire blood in their bodies. There are a lot of different versions of how vampires are made, like one bite to the neck, a three day ritual or even a complete blood transfusion. But that’s all wrong.”

I sat back in my chair, nodding in acknowledgment to the information she just told me.

“Go on.” I said.

An exhausted sigh came from Garnet and then she spoke again.

She spoke quickly, her words all in a rush.

“Made vampires are different from born vampires. Born vampires can stop and start aging whenever they want to, but made vampires stop aging permanently when they are created. Since the majority of vampires see giving a human the life of a vampire as a gift there’s always a catch for made vampires. Made vampires don’t have as much freedom or power as a born vampire. They’re ‘owned’ by the vampire who created them until the vampire who made them is dead or releases them, but that rarely happens. They can give them any order and they have to obey, they literally can’t physically refuse it. The other difference is that unlike born vampires like my family, made vampires can’t reproduce. Their bodies don’t age and don’t change, so they’re basically frozen in time.”

She broke off her sentence.

She leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes. With her thumb and fore finger she pinched the bridge of her nose, squeezing her eyes shut tighter.

I sat up slightly, taking in her appearance more closely.

Something was wrong.

Garnet’s face was getting paler and paler as I watched her. At some point since we’d been in the car dark shadows had appeared under her eyes. She was getting weaker suddenly. And I thought I knew what was bringing it on.

I reached out my hand to her shoulder, “Garnet?”  

The only thing my hand caught was air.

Her moves had been so fast I’d completely missed them. The only sign that anyone had been in the other seat in the car at all was the unlocked driver’s door. I spun my head around to the windshield, looking out in the overcast evening road.

Garnet stood in the middle of the road several feet away from the car, her back facing the front of the vehicle.

I swung the door open and jumped out of the car. I jogged up to Garnet, stopping in front of her. She hung her head low, her ruffled hair hanging over her face so I couldn’t see her eyes.

My eyes dropped to her hands. They were closed into fists, her skin over her knuckles chalk white through the tightness. As I looked on I saw that they were shaking violently.

I voiced my thoughts.

“You haven’t fed have you?”

Slowly, she lifted her head upward. I couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped my throat.

Her brown eyes had shifted colour. A reddish brown colour replaced the chocolate brown of her irises. The colour of her eyes was a combination of mud and blood mixed together. The shade was growing darker in red as I watched them.

“Ash,” She whispered. “Stay away from me right now ok? Just go home and stay inside.”

Her face twisted as if she were in pain. She had her arms tightly wrapped around herself in support. But she wasn’t hunched over. Actually, nothing about her posture was weak or unstable at all. I realised that she wasn’t holding herself in support, but in restraint.

Damn it. I should have realised sooner that she hadn’t fed. No wonder she was so exhausted and edgy, and I thought it was because I was just bugging her, although that probably hadn’t helped her very much.

Her breathing was now coming in short shallow gasps.

I may not have known much about the Shadow World and hardly anything about vampires, but I knew that Garnet wasn’t going to be able to control herself for much longer. She needed blood, and fast.

The most ridiculous idea I had ever had came to me.

I checked the dimly lit street behind me for any bystanders. After quickly scanning the remainder if the block, I grabbed Garnet by her shoulder and pulled her off of the road. I led us into the shadowed sector around the side of my house where no one else could see.

Garnet looked at me with confusion all over her face.

I glanced to my left and right sides to double check that no one was watching. When I was satisfied that we were alone, I shrugged out of my jacket and dropped it in the grass. Before I completely lost my nerve, I quickly unbuttoned my shirt a quarter of the way down. I pulled back the left side of my collar until a fair share of my skin was exposed to the chilled air, sending goose bumps over my chest.

Garnet’s eyes bulged out in total bafflement at my open shirt. I just prayed that she was weak enough that she couldn’t see the flush of red that was now burning on my cheeks.

Her voice came out husky and breaking.

“Ash...what are you doing?”

I took a shaky breath, preparing my words.

“You need to drink.” I leaned toward her, placing my hand on her shoulder. She tensed under my touch.

“I can hold out.” she insisted.

She was lying. There was no way she was going to be able to last another minute without getting some blood. If she was this desperate, she could end up attacking a random person in the street without being able to help it. In her state, she could hurt somebody.

I shook my head.

“You can’t.” I added in a rush, before I could change my mind. “You need to feed, feed on me.”