Dark Secrets, a night world fanfic
Jasper (Mark) POV
CHAPTER 1: New neighbors in town
"Rowan, Kestrel and Jade," Amoria said as we passed the old Victorian farmhouse.
"Huh?'', I said, not sure what she was getting at. I was lugging her telescope for her.
She shot me a patient look and repeated "Rowan. And Kestrel. And Jade. The names of the girls who're moving in. Or, should we say, bloodsuckers that are moving in." My sister tilted her head gracefully in the direction of the farmhouse-her hands were supporting the lawn chair.
"I really wish you would stop that," I replied, looking around for any humans who might have heard her. Shouldn't have bordered. There was nobody around, as usual.
"Stop what? It's true, their names are dead giveaways. Lamia, idiots named after nature etc. etc," my sister retorted bluntly.
I gave her a hard look. "You know what I mean, Ria. And, in case you've forgotten we are named after nature too. You are calling us idiots," I gestured at both of us. My sister didn't reply. It's was true, we are named after nature. Jasper, Amoria.
"I' m worried, Jazz. Will they find out?" she said in an almost inaudible mutter. I winced, the consequences horrible if someone from the Night World found us.
"Look, they won't. We managed to fool Mrs. Burdock, didn't we? After her, it should be a piece of cake to fool anyone else. Besides, these amulets will do their nut. We won't be found," I said firmly, putting on my best soothing voice. We both wore amulets on our necks. We got them from the crone herself, the Harman witch. They protected us, making us look like humans and also prevented vampires from realizing who we were.
"You're right. I'm getting paranoid. Could you set up the telescope here?" she asked, scraping some dirt off the ground. She started un-folding the lawn chair.
Silently, I put the telescope down. I stared at my sister. She didn't look very good. Her skin looked pale and dry, hair slightly mussed up and eyes tired. Nobody would suspect she was lamia. Plain, ordinary- looking features. The amulets did their job well, I thought to myself. She insisted on coming here to stargaze today. I wanted her to stay home but she refused. I knew she would have wanted to come out anyway. It was a blue moon today; she had informed him earlier on. Once, he had asked her why she loved the stars so much. She had given him a wistful look and said "I want something that will never go away, Jasper. It freaks me out that one day, all my human friends will die, Ann, Beth, George and I would still be around, stuck as a teenager.'' I understood how she had felt and was comforted by the fact that would always be beside me. Guiding me, helping me, irritating me to no end. I rolled my eyes at that last thought.
Ria turned and shot me a suspicious look, probably wondering why I was staring at her. "Oh, Jazz," she said suddenly, "we better careful. Start calling each other Mark and Mare more often"
I chuckled to myself. Those silly human names. Pathetic, really. Ria came up with them when we reached Briar Creek. It was only those names, and a slight bit of influencing, to make the Doyles believe that we were their long lost niece and nephew. They welcomed us in lovingly. Ria hated pretending and faking everything, but it was the only way. "Be safe, sis," I told her as I walked away.
I was slightly worried, but as long as we stuck together, we'll be fine.
