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So here I will stand and kill anyone who comes near me.
“The king wants you dead,” one of them yells.
“Sounds familiar,” I say, shrugging. “Queen, king.” I smile. “Remember what happened to the last person you served.”
“This one is different. His powers are natural, witch. Hewillkill you.”
“Enough!” Max shouts, and all eyes turn to him. The vampires don’t know who he is, but I watch as they become angered at the interruption. Vampires think they are above everyone and that we should never talk down to them.
How wrong they are.
They think because we are their food, we should respect them. It’s another reason they serve whoever is in charge.
They like the power.
They have an appetite for it.
Power-hungry scum.
I despise power-hungry people because it always turns out the same way. It goes to their heads, and they think everyone should bow down to them.
Well, that needs to stop.
This all needs to stop.
Right now!
I step forward until I’m in line with Max and John, staring at the vampires. I feel it in my hands as the anger takes hold, and I know without a doubt I’m about to kill them.
“Wings.” Valefar pops up in the middle of the vampires, his smile shining brightly as his gaze fixes on me. He moves closer, and Max places his hand in front to stop him. Valefar simply smiles and shakes his head. “I’ve come to collect on my deal, Wings. I’ve given you enough time.”
“In case you didn’t notice, we are in a bit of a predicament right now,” I say to him. The vampires all glare as Valefar checks around before he focuses back on Max.
“He can handle them. They will all be dead before they can even blink.” And before I can reply, Valefar grabs my arm, then suddenly we are no longer standing on the grass in front of the vampires.
“Where are we?” I demand.
“We are in the in-between.”
“This is wherehetakes me,” I whisper as I see the ocean. The night sky is bright and filled with stars.
“Yes. When he is here, we are not here. And vice versa.”
“I didn’t know what this place was.”
“It was created from a memory. Of someone who once loved the beach, especially at night.”
I sit on the sand and let my hands sift through it.
“My sisters…” I say, raising my eyes to his.
“Will be safe. Don’t forget, they survived this long without you. A few more minutes in their time won’t hurt them.”
“Minutes?”
“Yes, time moves differently here.” He walks over to me, pulls out the diary my sister gave him, and drops it to the ground at my feet. I reach for it and open to my mother’s handwriting at the beginning. I trace my name as she mentions me.
“I wanted this for confirmation of what I already believe.” His head drops to the side. “Why do you not look surprised?”
