Chapter 1: Wake Up Call
A strong wind blew bending the ancient trees outside the home of the Danvers Family.
17 year old Krystal sat at the window seat in her bedroom listening to "King of Light" by Life Support, looking out into the rain drenched night. Her cell phone was beside her on the window sill set on vibrate. Krystal jumped when she felt her cell phone hit her leg.
Pulling her earphones out, she hit talk and brought the phone to her ear. "Hello?" she asked
"Hey Krys", Roselie Parry's honey sweet, velvety smooth voice replied.
"Hey Rose, what's up?" Krystal questioned softly, turning off her baby blue ipod.
"Um...is this a bad time" asked Rose with concern in her angelic tone. "Cause I can call back later if you want?"
"Nah, I'm just tired. I was up really late last night studying", Krystal yawned.
"Aww...poor muffin", cooed Roselie, trying not to laugh. She was the second worst jokester of the bunch, 16 year old Victoria Garwin - who they all called "Tori" for short - was the worst, always getting on Krystal and Roselie's last nerves.
"Shut up!" Krystal snapped at Rose. "You know that the honours class gets a shit load of homework". Krystal had joined the honours class in her sophomore year at Spencer Academy.
"Whatever", laughed Rose. Her laugh like the tinkling of bells.
"And you're calling me because...?" Krystal asked, leaving space for Rose to answer.
"Oh yeah... right", Rose laughed again. "Have you seen or heard from Tori?"
"Not since swim practise yesterday, why? what's wrong?" Krystal asked in a nervouse voice, swinging her bare feet to the floor.
"Cause i haven't heard from her either and neither has Sabs", Rose replied as she descended the stairs of the Parry Mansion two blocks away from Krystal's house. "She's really freaking out", Rose continued referring to one of their best friends Sabrina Simms.
"What about Reid? has he heard from her?" Krystal asked hopefully, referring to Tori's father.
"No, of course not", growled Rose. "He thinks she's off at LJ's, he didn't believe me when I told him that he was missing. Besides", she added after a pause. "He could care less if she was at home or away, all he wants to do is worry about his new wife and daughter".
"What did he say when you told him that you couldn't find Tori or LJ anywhere?" Krystal asked as she went downstairs to the kitchen like Rose did a minute ago.
"Well", began Rose as she opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of brandy. "He said that she'll come back eventually as she always does".
"Rose", Krystal began, but Rose cut her off.
"But this time is different", interupted Rose. "There's something I didn't tell you".
"What is it?" Krystal asked. Her voice full of growing fear.
Rose took a deep breath. "Last night", she drew in another breath. "I saw a darkling, it was in the form of govenor Tancredi's daughter".
"Sara?" Krystal gasped. "She's not dead is she?"
"I didn't think so until i read this mornings paper", replied Rose. "Do you have this mornings paper?" she added.
"Yeah it's here somewhere, hold on a sec". Krystal went rummaging through her dad's old newpaper bin until she found the one with that days date on it, September 24th 2027. She opened it to the obituaries.
"Oh my god!" Krystal exclaimed as she read Sara's obituary. "Michael's gonna freak out when he see's this!"
"You mean if he sees it," Rose replied as she poured herself a glass of brandy.
"What do you mean if?" Krystal nervously asked.
"Well he's in prison again, some place down in Panama city. Something something penetentary de Sona," mumbled Rose around the glass of her alcoholic beverage.
Krystal sat down on a stool at the island in the middle of her kitchen, and opened her pink MAC laptop. "I'm searching the prison now", Krystal said, putting her phone on speaker so she could use her two hands.
"Oh crap!" gapped Krystal suddenly.
The glass of brandy froze half way to Rose's lips. "What?" she asked.
"This place is a true hell whole. There's no guards on the inside, just four stationed at lookout towers around the facility. At least one man comes out dead each day".
"So how does that make it a hell whole? sounds great to me!" smirked Rose
"That's just gross Rose!" exclaimed Krystal, crinkling her nose in disgust. There was one thing Krystal just could not get used to, the fact that her best friend of all time... was a vampire.
"Oh come on, you wouldn't think that if you were in my position", retorted Rose, setting down her empty glass and opening her XPS laptop.
"Can we lay off the vampire talk, it's starting to freak me out and i'm home alone!", Krystal shouted into the air.
"Aww...poor muffin, scared dracula's gonna come flying through the window?" Rose laughed out loud.
"No, i'm afraid that you are gonna come flying in thirsty for blood of your best friend." Krystal snapped.
Again Roselie laughed. "Only one problem with that statement Krys... I can't fly, but that would really be cool!"
"Haha... very funny. Can we please get back on topic?" Krystal whined
"Yeah sure, whatever", replied Rose sounding bored. "Where were we?"
"Talking about Sona". Krystal answered.
"Right", said Rose. "Continue".
"Okay. This place is maximum security guarded by the military. No one gets out of there alive. Visitation is through a fence outside the main complex."
"Alrighty then", stated Rose. "Well, I'll see what I can dig up on my own, I'll call you if I find out anything". She hung up her phone before Krystal could say good-bye.
Krystal closed her laptop and went back upstairs to her room to take a shower. She needed some time alone to relax and think about this days events.