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So what if this story and the story of my world being invaded are connected somehow? Both supposedly happened thousands of years ago. Both have doorways opening up and monsters flooding in.
I need more to go on if I’m going to seal the doorways.
“What else do the records say?” I ask. “Is there anything about who created the doorways or why?”
“No. There is only a reference that the humans who once occupied these lands were many.”
I scratch my head. “Where did they all go?” Probably eaten.
“Perhaps they never left. Many of our creatures here are related to humans.”
I think of the War People and their legends, of how they believe they were once my size, humans who fled my world after monsters invaded. Once here, only the largest and strongest survived the constant attacks from the creatures. Over time, theWar People just got bigger and bigger. Evolution at work. That’s what their folklore says, anyway.
Then there are the creatures like the one I’m talking to. They look half human. That means we might be genetically related. And what about the Mountain People? From what I can tell, they look human.
My mind feels like it’s right on the edge of something big. If I were to gather up everything known about these kingdoms’ histories, I might be able to create a more complete picture of what really happened. When, how, why did the doorway open? If I can figure that out, I might be able to close it.
“If you wish to find out more about the fate of the humans who once lived in Monsterland, I suggest asking your own people. Many are quite old, and though they do not share openly with outsiders, they will not deny you this information. You are the Blood Queen.”
Oh crap. The Blood People.My mind’s about to explode with a massive epiphany. “The Blood People can’t have children. They can only be created by taking a person and giving them their blood, right?”
He nods. “This is my understanding.”
“So what were they before being turned? Mountain People?”
“Not to my knowledge. The Blood People feel the Mountain People are inferior and only see them as food, not good enough to be vampires.”
That’s what I suspected. Everyone hates the Mountain People. They’re viewed as weak traitors, outsiders, and easy targets for food.
So could the Blood People be the same humans who lived here before the other creatures showed up?They live forever.That’s what General Rool said.
Also, wouldn’t it stand to reason that if humans could evolve into giants, that they could also evolve into something else? Say,a nocturnal bloodsucker. I mean, hell, look at all the plants and trees here. They glow neon during the day and drink what little moisture there is from the air. I’ve even met some that talk, like the Fern People. Who’s to say that those original humans didn’t adapt and become all sorts of creatures, one of them being a Blood Person who then spread their venom around.
My mind instantly thinks of Rool. He said he was over five hundred years old. So where was he born? What was he before he became a vampire?
I can’t believe it never occurred to me to ask where all these vampires came from to begin with. But now that I’m asking, I’m praying they’ll hold the answers to my questions.
CHAPTER TEN
To say I’m confused is the understatement of the century. Humans were here in Monsterland first, and monsters came from a hole in the sky?
It makes no sense. Then again, none of the bits and pieces I’ve been told about the history of the wall do either.
For example, take what Alwar said about how monsters once crossed the doorways into my world and hunted or enslaved humans. A group of humans then fled here and became the War People. Meanwhile, back home, humans eventually fought back and drove the monsters out.
If that entire story were true, then where’s the evidence?
There are no bones, teeth, fossils, or frozen mummified bodies of monsters anywhere back home in my world. Yet, we have T-rex skeletons and frozen wooly mammoths on display in museums?
You’d think with all the digging archeologists do, they’d find some sort of evidence of a Flier, gargoyle, or Skin, right?
It also doesn’t make sense that primitive humans were able to drive out the invading monsters. With what weapons? And even if they got lucky and found some ingenious monster-killing tool, wouldn’t there be at least a few monsters left behind? A troll or two? A devil? A dragon or vampire?
Yes, we have our legends in my world, but has anyone ever produced solid proof that they exist? No. Yet we know what every shellfish, dinosaur, and plant looked like a million years ago. Something doesn’t add up.
I meet Gabrio in the hall as he comes out from giving his story to a small group of scholars. Master is with him.
“Have fun?” I ask.
