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“Neil’s your warlock friend?” Delilah asks.
“That’s right.”
“Yeah, we know. Rita told us.” I interject.
“Okay,” says Gabriel. “Well, after Rita called to let us know that she’d figured out how to kill the mists we decided to make use of the trip by getting Neil to perform one of his spells. This was with the intention of projecting himself into Theodore’s mind.”
There’s an audible communal intake of breath during Gabriel’s brief pause.
“He managed to successfully connect with the sorcerer and discovered that he has an active affiliation with hell and can now bring entities over to this side whenever he likes. That’s what he’s been doing with the mists.”
“The bastard!” Rita exclaims.
“That’s what I said when Neil told us,” says Alvie with a quirky grin. Rita gives him a little fist bump.
“But that’s not all,” Gabriel goes on. “He’s been bringing the mists over here with a distinct purpose.”
“And what’s that?” asks Ethan.
Gabriel swallows. “He wants to drive the humans insane so that their numbers will dwindle.”
“Why though?” I interrupt.
“Because if the humans start to die out there’ll be less and less blood sources for vampires and they’ll be forced to leave the city. The ones who stay will end up fighting amongst themselves for the remaining humans to feed off. In other words, things on the south side will be left wide open for Theodore to step in and take control.”
Ethan rises swiftly from his chair at this piece of information. He paces back and forth across the small room.
“Well, I can’t say I find the thing about the vamps very upsetting,” says Finn. “But I can certainly see the disadvantages of Theodore having the run of the city. The DOH is still recovering its numbers, so if he gets rid of Whitfield and sets his sights on Pamphrock it’d be lights out for us.”
I can’t help watching Ethan as he paces. “Why are you so on edge?” I ask him. “These are the people who exiled you. Do you really care if they’re forced to leave the city? It’s not like they’d stay just to prove a point. They’d starve if they did that. Obviously they’ll just move on to some other place.”
Ethan laughs without joy. “Do you have any clue about my people? We do not simply bow down to an attack. We fight against it. Vampires have staked their claim in Tribane for hundreds of years. They will not simply run away with their tails between their legs. There will be a war even worse than the one we just fought.”
“So we keep killing the mists every night before they have a chance to infect people,” says Rita. “Theodore can keep bringing them over here and we’ll just keep killing them. Simple as that.”
“She has a point,” says Finn.
“But then the fight will never end. It could be a continual struggle for years and years,” Ethan objects.
“Well that’s nothing new. I’ve been killing vampires for years; it can’t be much different to killing chaos.”
Ethan hisses at him loudly and it makes me almost jump out of my own skin in fright. Delilah pulls her brother back to sit down in the seat he vacated a minute ago. She whispers soothing words in his ear and he visibly calms. Without realising it I’m flicking the razor in and out more rapidly, shifting it from one hand to the other in nervousness.
“Jesus!” Rita exclaims when her eyes land on me. “Where the hell did you learn how to do that?”
Everyone looks to me then and I let the blade fall to the floor.
“I
didn’t learn it. I was just fidgeting,” I explain.
“You were not fidgeting. You were flicking that thing around like a fucking ninja,” says Alvie. “I was watching you.”
“Is that the razor Finn gave you?” Rita asks.
“Um, yeah.”
She turns to Finn. “Where did you get it from?”
