and un used it was a waste to power them, that is what he told me. I was shocked once my eyes adjusted though; the whole entire first floor was an apartment. It wasn’t a shack either; it was as we say today tricked out.” Will smiled at me. I could tell was trying to be funny and make me believe this story didn’t bother him.
“Nice was it?” I smiled back at him.
“Crazy nice, he had couches art work and chandeliers. I was not expecting that at all. Before I could ask him about the place, he was at my side. The grip he had on my arm was enough to drop me to my knees. I begged him to stop and let go of me, and I asked him what he wanted from me.
I could tell he was enjoying the pain he was putting me in. I could see it in his eyes. He told me what he was about to do to me was nothing personal between us; it was who I was related to that brought this on. He said killing me was payback for Doc Parker and my birth mother Lydia. I couldn’t figure out why he hated Doc, or why he mentioned my mother who had died at my birth so long ago.
It was all like a nightmare, none of it made sense; Doc was only a family friend. I had no idea why killing me would bother him anyway. He tied me to a chair, picked up my arm and broke it, like it was a twig. He kept a dead on stare directly into my eyes has he did it. I tried not to cry out in pain. I looked down when he stared at me, it felt wrong, as if he was trying to hypnotize me or something.
I remember him saying I looked like her, and that she was finally going to get what she deserved for refusing him. I asked him what he was talking about. He told me my mother caused this to happen to me. I argued with him, reminding him, she had been dead a good nineteen years now, and that he was crazy.
I was about to get the shock of my life, when he knelt down in my face and told me he was a vampire, just then some of his coven arrived at the apartment. I was promptly hit in the head, before they began to speak to him.” He looked down sadly.
“Were you scared, when he said that, or did you think he was nuts?” I squeezed his hand.
“Nut’s, I mean really did. I had never thought vampires existed, only in books and old wives tales and stuff. I wasn’t out long. I awoke to a voices yelling. He and his guests were in an intense argument in the next room. The walls being so old were paper thin, so I could hear everything they said.
A woman was telling him he was risking their safety by kidnapping me. They seemed to be angry with him, for being careless and stealing me away just to get revenge on my mother and Doc. I listened closely, I gathered from what they said that Doc Parker was a vampire as well, which was news to me of course.
I learned my mother, as you already know, was one as well and she was still technically alive and living in New Orleans. I didn’t know then the details of how she came to be a vampire yet. I was in total shock to hear that she was still alive, or whatever you consider a vampire. I had no idea at that time.
I understood Doc was apparently the leader of the rival coven of vampires, known as the Followers, and Vincent was once a member. They did not say then what happened to make him get banished from the coven. I could put two and two together though. Vincent was evil, and the Followers were apparently not. I could see Doc sending him away. Doc was kind and I couldn’t see him being evil, even if he really was a vampire.
They all came back in my room, so I pretended to be still knocked out. They seemed to be trying to figure out what to do with me now. I felt one of the female vamp’s put her finger under my chin, and tilt my head up where she could see my face. I can still feel her cold fingers on