`` I am the Kat
Their house was old fashioned, it had many of the things you would find in museums of the colonists of Massachusetts, in the corner I saw the witch torture device and the vampire torture device. I winced at the memory of that being used on me. Back then I had been more curious to what the thing did. It did cause pain, though it wasn't unbearable. Morgan saw me looking at the devices. "Do you know of such devices?"
His voice was low as though he wasn't supposed to speak of it. I nodded, I wanted to know what he knew. "Were you a founding family of Massachusetts? My family was." His voice stayed at the same level, I nodded.
"I am of the founding families of this land." My voice was carefully pitched between ignorance and a sense of importance. It seemed to work, Morgan opened his mouth.
"That one, is made of hawthorne, it was said to be powerful against vampires. And the other was similar but of pine. It didn't have a significance but we caught many. In those days."
His smile was secretive and mysterious. I nodded. There was nothing for me to say, I had to kill them. They knew of vampires, they believed what their stepfather didn't or rather hadn't. I had a plan, I smiled sweetly and said to Morgan, "I am terribly sorry about you family. I merely stopped by to pay my last respects." This was a lie but I needed to leave.
I walked over to the door, Morgan didn't stop me. When I stepped outside, I quickly walked to the nearest busy street and found the sort of guy I was looking for. I walked up to him and smiled, my eyes dilated, my voice persuasive. "Pay your respects to Mr. Mike Preston's family. After, do away with yourself, foolish human." I didn't see weather he knew where the house was, I was sure he would find it. I hummed and waited for darkness to fall.
I stayed at a park not far from my home. Still dressed in my black clothing and stiletto boots, I tapped my foot impatiently. At the stroke of midnight I faded into the dark. It was a form of transportation for vampires that is. I appeared in Morgan's bedroom. He was awake. I blinked in surprise, luckily he was facing the other way. This was good. I was right behind him, I had a knife out, plated with silver. There was no reason for silver, but it was pest to be cautious. Morgan turned. His face was calm and eyes keen. "I knew you would come back." His words were oddly flat. "That man you sent couldn't help but say a lot." Morgan's words were brittle. I'm sorry it has to come to this, vampire.
I laughed at this, my voice crystal clear and full of danger. "And what can you do to stop me?"
Before I had a chance to react, he pinned me to the wall. I snarled. My face broke into the demon's and my eyes changed to blood red and teeth extended. Morgan's eye's had changed. He looked like a wolf now. Werewolf. I smiled, my fangs showing and held up the knife. I did the fade out thing and appeared behind him. It was just too simple, He turned and saw me. He lunged, his movements fast, but I was faster. I grabbed his throat and put a little pressure. I telepathically called his mother, who as undoubtedly a werewolf as well. Jenna, I know you're listening. I said this at the top of my mental lungs. Sure enough she had heard me. I smiled wickedly and said in her mind. This is how I killed your husband. With that I crushed his neck and drank his blood, at least a small sip. It wasn't pleasant, like animal blood which was correct, he was a dog after all. I crushed Morgan's head for good measure. Jenna couldn't help herself. She shifted into a dog and lunged at me as her son had. I smirked, and spoke aloud, "Listen, dog. I'm the oldest. the first. Are you sure you can best me? that is more that a few thousand years of practice."
She bared her teeth, werewolves were really stupid, their IQs were about at highest 75. Mine was probably way off the scale and the humans, about 100- 114. I grabbed her by her scruff and dangled her. She snapped at me. I merely laughed, it was such a pitiful effort. I'll let you live. Your husband and son are gone what have you to lose? If you attempt to tell anyone, I will hunt you down. Luna let out a faint snarl as a warning and jumped out the window.
When I landed quietly and returned home, no one had gone in which was good because I didn't like intruders. The door was still unlocked as I pressed the lever down to enter my house. It was a wooden house which interesting because wood was said to be poison to us. Wrong, nothing is poisonous to me except a certain herb. If I touched it or took it into my body, I would be weak for days and easy to kill. I walked to my bed and lay down. Soon I fell asleep and the day was over. My next project was to find the Willow girl.
