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“Do you still have them?” Kathrine asked.
“Yes, they are locked up somewhere in Europe at the moment, but I still have them,” Sarah replied.
“I’d like to read them some time if you don’t mind.” Kathrine sounded a little less depressed now. It wasn’t like it would be forever. Azazel was picking up speed. One way or the other she would have to help Paul stop him, of this she was certain.
“Sure,” Sarah responded.
“I think I will start a story about my life. It would be a good way to pass the time.” Kathrine trailed off and stared out the window.
The remainder of the trip to Oregon was spent in silence. Sarah was thinking about Mark and Kathrine about Paul. The main difference was that while Sarah was happy, Kathrine was trying to figure out a way to help Paul defeat Azazel. She probably couldn’t kill him and maybe she shouldn’t. God would give her the answer when it was time. She just needed to study and work hard, when she was ready God would let her know.
When they got home Sarah and Kathrine said goodnight and Kathrine returned to her new house. It was funny how it already felt like her home. She was comfortable here. When she was here she felt like everything would be ok. Kathrine knew the road ahead was going to be long and rough. To be with Paul, she needed to learn how to take care of herself. She had fought vampires twice and each time she had come away near death. What good was she to Paul if he had to spend most of his time protecting her?
Chapter 23
Hailey Raine traveled down the dirt road half a mile behind the plain white delivery truck she had been following for hours. The older brown sedan she had stolen was nearly out of gas but that was the least of her worries. Not only did she now believe the delivery driver had spotted her but her symptoms were getting worse. Her once beautiful light olive skin was now covered in sweat and taking on a greyish tint as her affliction progressed. The smells in the car didn’t help matters either.
Apparently the man she had stolen this car from was addicted to fast food or just a disgusting person. There were hamburger wrappers and half empty fry containers scattered around the floor and seats. Also the soda cups were apparently growing mold because she was sure it was mold she was smelling on top of the rotting food. As disgusting as the smell was to her sensitive nose it did not mask the order of the man himself. She could smell the human everywhere and he smelled delicious.
The tingling sensation started in her calves and she knew she needed to slow down. It might mean she would lose the delivery van but she couldn’t risk hitting a pile of gravel and flipping the car. The accident itself would not kill her but if she didn’t reach Ceralin and this new mysterious woman Kathrine she would die.
The tingling progressed into full on cramping in both calves then proceeded up her legs to her thighs. This was going to be a big one. The cramps continued up to her abdomen then into her shoulders. She held on tightly to the steering wheel as the pain reached her neck. Hailey clenched her teeth and involuntarily looked at the roof off the car. The scream through her closed mouth echoed through the sedan. Then as quickly as it began it stopped.
“It’s not so bad yet. You can do this, Hailey,” she encouraged herself. “Shit!” Hailey exclaimed as she realized she had indeed lost the delivery van.
She smirked a little as she realized the delivery van was still leaving a cloud of dust in its wake.
“Hailey Raine,” she laughed.
She wondered how many people had actually believed that was her name. Such an American name didn’t suite her looks in the slightest and the obvious play on words was hardly a real name. She had been in a hurry and it had been raining when someone asked her name, so out it came, Hailey Raine. Despite this she liked her new name better than many of the more normal sounding names she had claimed over the years. Hailey was short with long dark brown hair. She liked the way it curled softly and naturally, this meant she almost never needed a stylist. She thought that it should be obvious to anyone that she was from Egypt. Perhaps it was her arrogance or the pride she had for the country of her birth that made her feel this way. Despite this no one had ever questioned Hailey Raine. Perhaps they thought her parents raised her in America so they gave her an American name? Little did they know that Castriana, Daughter of Abaddon was born a street beggar in Egypt, 242 B.C. Her mother died at an early age and Castriana was bought as a slave for a traveling merchant before she was ten years old.
The merchant wasn’t a kind man but as she grew older she realized that the occasional beatings for not following directions was nothing compared to what some of the other slave girls had to endure. The man never touched her sexually and she still had all her fingers and toes. She considered herself lucky when she was old enough to realize what kind of man she could have ended up with. In fact, if it wasn’t for this merchant she would have never met her brother and become like a god to the people that worshipped her. This also meant that if she had not met this merchant she would not be a vampire. Fate was a double edged sword, the very kindness that she was shown in a master ultimately led her to becoming a monster.
