"Canzite?" Fingers were snapped in front of her face quickly.
She jerked from her daydream she looked around at the small raven haired form of her little sister. She was pouting at her with a falsely sad look.
Blinking her almost white-grey eyes Zite said, "What? I hate it when you do that, Sesiria. If you want my attention, just poke me or something."
Canzite leaned forward over the back of her chair and wished again that she could smoke a cigarette. God, she missed that more than anything else...
"Why don't you stop brooding like a typical vampire and try to have a good time?" She poked her in the ribs, which only annoyed Zite further.
"Just leave me alone, Ses..." She pulled her jacket up around her collar and rose from her seat. As her sister rolled her bright green eyes and ignored her.
Canzite moved through the crowded bar and tried to tone out the buzz of voices that infiltrated her sensitive ears. All the flashing lights and noise didn't help.
They were all so damn...human...loud and babbling about random things. Facebook statuses, Did I lock the door, Does he/she think I look fat in this, Do these shoes go with this...What the fuck-ever she thought as she weaved between them with ease, making for the entrance to the raving club.
They all stole quick looks at her with leary eyes, but it was just brief glances...The security guards were who watched her with pointed glares.
Rent-a-V-Pigs, Zite thought and scoffed.
The real VOC (Vampire Order Control) were one thing but these club security guards really thought they ment something just because alot of vampires frequented night-clubs...hell, of course we do...It's fucking night!
One guard inparticullar that worked the door had been eyeballing her all evening and now shot her a dirty look as she grew nearer to the frontdoor.
Yes, yes, I'm a scary fucking vampire and if I touch any of these people you will smack me with your equally scary Vio-ton and so life goes on blah blah...fuck this shit.
God she hated the way things had changed in the last twenty years, it ment you couldn't live a normal life. Hell, screw that she thought with anger, you couldn't live AT ALL. She longed for how life had been a hundred years before, shit, I'd settle for fifty years ago at this point.
Humans feared her kind and the 'law' so to speak hated everything about them. Oh, but a bill was passed stating that vampires with Bloodcards (The ones that registered themselves as Pires...A genuine Reg...) were allowed to live freely with humans.
Vampires didn't HAVE to regisister, but weren't allowed in any human establishments with out a Bloodcard. Plus they were looked on as outcasts. Getting a fucking job was impossible with out a BC because employeers were always biased and even though they weren't allowed to 'discriminate' by law. They all did. Not that Canzite gave a shit. She didn't have to work and neither did her family due to the vast amounts of investing they had done over the course of the last century. It was the principle that sent fire through her...
There were of course vampire bars, blood resturants and Fly-High clubs (Clubs owned by high roller vamps.) These were equal to strip clubs, but the girls 'stripping' knew they were going to be fed upon. Any of these establishments woud accept them without question, but her sister always seemed to prefer the human ones for whatever crazy reason known only to Sesiria.
To Zite the way her kind was treated reminded her of how the slaves were treated over one hundred years ago. She could remember how even when they were given freedom and rights it had taken nearly eighty years for them to get any kind of true equal treatment. Even in certain parts of the United States it was still a touchy subject...yeah we are free alright...maybe in eighty more years.
If we are equal why the fuck are we called something to distinguish us from humans...what a damn joke she thought for the ten millionth time as she passed the last pool table and reached the frontdoor.
The guard standing by it glared into her glowing grey eyes and stopped her,
"Hold up. I want to check your card."
Zite gave him a scowl and said, "I'm Reg...would I be out in damn bar if I wasn't?"
He scowled right back, "Don't get smart with me, Pire. Where is your card?"
"I have a name, it's Canzite!" She revered assholes like this and the use of the term 'Pire' was insulting. There was absolutely no reason for him to ask for her BC. He was just one of those prejudiced jerks that knew he could get away with this kind of shit.
He whipped out his Vio-ton it was a metal rod with ultra-violet running up and down its casing...
Zite eyed it warily as he sneered at her. God she hated those things...they hurt like hell.
"We can do this the hard way if you want, Pire"
The front door opened and he had to move slightly to let the people in. She was still looking at his Vio and said,
"I havn't done shit. Why are you being such a jerk?"
A group of laughing humans entered and he gave her a narrowed eye as a few of them looked over at the Vio. This was an obvious give away that a vampire was causing problems...usually a non-Reg. (NR) but Zite hadn't done anything and said,
"I havn't done anything wrong, plus I am a Reg!"
He raised his Vio, pointed the tip at her chest, and threatened her,
"I will knock your blood sucking ass down to the ground! I want to see your card! Now!"
Zite glanced to the group of humans that had just entered they were all flushed from walking. Her keen senses told her it was a good walk from wherever they had came from...there was something else...lingering on one of them...
What in the fuck was that...She had to find it.
Completely forgetting her current situation, Zite bolted twords the door as a Vio hit her lower back and she felt the burn even through her trench coat and cried out in pain as she went to her knees. She heard Sesiria's voice,
"What the hell!? What did she do!?"
The guard jumped back and held out his Vio, "Back off Pire! I don't care if you are girl! I'll put you down just like I did him!"
Ses gave him a dark look as her bright green eyes flashed and she pulled her sister to her feet, "She's a girl too! Have you never seen a dyke Vamp before?"
Canzite straightened up and rubbed the spot the Vio had hit her still holding her sister's arm to keep from jumping to the...smell...She didn't even look at the jerk that had Vio'd her.
Her instincts searched out the scent among the group of humans who were still watching the scene play out...it wasnt with them, just surrounding them...
GODDAMNIT what the fuck was that scent?
Now that the guard realized he had attacked a female Pire the guard seemed to sink into himself a bit. "Look, Pire I didn't know you were a girl-"
"Why the fuck should that matter?" Ses stepped closer to him and pointed, "Even if she was a male you Vio'd her for no reason!" The guard raised his baton again warned,
"Back off, now." Zite grabbed her sister by her jacket sleeve and quickly said,
"Who fucking cares. Lets go..." She dragged her sister from the bar leaving a shocked group of humans in there wake.
Once outside Ses rounded on her sister, "What the hell was that, Zite? I heard what he said to you! Why didn't you just show him your damn BC and-"
Zite wasn't listening. She was gripping steel of a bicycle lock up with her eyes closed trying to concentrate on fucking scent that was now much more potent in the Tampa rain...Ses touched her arm and she flung her off,
"Damnit! What the fuck is wrong with you, Canzite?" Sesiria gave her a dirty look and crossed her arms over her chest.
She turned to look at her sister and hissed, "You don't smell that?"
Sesiria gave her a concerned look..."I smell human...lots of them actually, but I don't smell anything out of the ordinary..."
She gripped the steel so hard it left imprints. This made Sesiria raise her eyebrows, "Zite, are you al-"
Zite flipped out on her, "FUCK NO, Im not okay or alright! You REALLY can't smell that!?"
Sesiria looked long and hard at her sister wondering if she was losing her mind, "Smell, WHAT? What is the scent?"
She tasted the air again and noticed it was strongest in the east. Zite ground her teeth together as Sesiria tenativly reached out and put a hand on her shoulder,
"Let's go home. I'm sure Mom will be more than willing to let us make a visit to the cellar especially since you just got Vio'd for no damn reason. Plus you could use it. You havn't fed in days...I bet Cass and Adia were due back this evening. We havn't seen them in a week."
The thought of hanging with her siblings and also closest friends was very tempting, but not as tempting as whatever this magnetic pull was.
Zite made a decision and shook her head, "I cant...I have to track it."
"Canzite, what is it? Talk to me. What do you smell?"
"I'm...not sure, but-" The wind blew across her face and carried the scent onto her tastebuds again. She couldn't take it anymore, the pull was to strong.
Zite was gone in a flash of white as Ses sighed and watched her scale the building then vanish over the top. For a moment she considered following her, but ultimately resigned herself to go and attempt to explain to her sisters and Janette why her eldest child probably wasnt coming home that night...even though she herself didnt get it.
Sesiria worried for her older sibling and started running twords home.
She pushed the front door open and nearly walked into a girl that was on her way in with a group of laughing people. Zite stopped instantly and backed away holding the door