Human Again 'Part B'
Their smell was
getting stronger and I could hear their footsteps. My hand muffled her scream,
but they still heard it. I decided to turn the lights on and look at her. I
could see the reflection of my illuminated eyes on her face. “You’re being
hunted. Stay here.” I shoved her behind a brick column making sure the wall was
at her back.
I ventured out
from under the eaves into plain sight looking up towards the windowsills I knew
they were crouching on. “I can see you. You can’t have her!”
“Why Phineas, you
just met her.” A sly voice cooed from in front of me.
“Riata?”
“I’ve looked all
over for you. Yet here, hiding a human, a marked
human, is where I find you. I never got to finish with you.” Her silvery voice
didn’t fool me. She was pure evil, I knew my maker. She walked into view and
stood there with a smirk on her face, her red ankle length coat dripping from
the rain. “You smell dry. How long’s it been since you last ate my dear?”
“Never.” I made
sure my voice was cold.
Shock crossed her
face, “How are you still alive?”
“I’m not. Thanks
to you.”
“No, really? How
have you survived?”
“Like I said, I’m
already dead.”
“Most reluctant
vampires die within twenty four hours of transition if they don’t drink from
their maker right away. How did you survive if you’ve never fed?”
“We don’t die; we
slip into a coma and wake up later on.”
“How much later
on?”
Her curiosity was
really beginning to bug me. The others with her had stopped their advance; they
seemed to be waiting for her. The poor girl’s breathing had slowed; she must
have been listening. “Can we stop this inquiry? I’d really like it if you left.”
“Why? You have no
claim on her.”
I knew I didn’t have a claim on the human,
but I didn’t want her to die like that, it didn’t matter which way, whether
they fed on her or if they changed her, it was no way to die. I knew. “Fine, it
was thirty years after you changed me that I woke up.”
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