An hour later found Chris, Josh, and Shilo in Josh's roomy office in the back part of the club. Shilo's head felt a little fuzzy, and she felt weak but didn't let it show. She hadn't taken her meds still and was starting to feel it. The fact the what she was being told was ridiculous didn't help.
"Ok let me get this straight, if that's possible. You are telling me that I'm a… Moroi and the things called… Strigoi are coming after me. What exactly is a Moroi?"
"A vampire, a living vampire. And Strigoi are dead vampires." Chris replied while Josh just glared at him. Chris had done all the talking, and obviously Josh didn't want this story to be told.
Shilo busted out laughing. "Now I get it. Who put you up to this? I have to admit you almost had me going. Very funny. Are you a professional actor?" There was no way she was going to let whoever arranged this go without retaliation.
"Shilo, this isn't a joke." Josh finally said. "Everything he said was true. I kept the secret but maybe it's time for you to know. Andrew was a Guardian, basically a bodyguard, for you biological parents. Something happened and he thought you were not safe with your parents when you were one. He took you and went to my dad, who was a Guardian but fell in love with my mother and quit. They hid you, and when I was old enough, I was told and I also hid you from them." He nodded his head toward Chris.
"I don't know what happened, but that was sixteen years ago. We have a different queen, and both of her parents are dead. I am appointed by the queen to find her and be acting Guardian. I swear no harm will befall her on my watch." Chris was very serious.
"I AM RIGHT HERE!" Shilo screamed. "I may be 17 but I am not believing what either of you are saying. This is my dead father you are talking about and this not funny. So stop." Shilo was at a breaking point. She felt crappy and it was late and she wanted to go to bed.
Josh's eyes narrowed. "Have you taken your meds?"
"Meds?" Chris echoed. "Is she ill?"
"No I haven't. And right there is the flaw in your b/s. I've been sick my entire life, and vampires don't get sick."
"You're not sick, you're a vampire." Josh looked ashamed but resolved. He pulled out some of the same red and clear gell caplets that Shilo had to take every two hours. He broke a clear caplet open. "Smell."
Shilo bent over and smell. "This is alcohol. Vodca?" At Josh's nod Shilo got a sinking feeling. "What's in the red one?"
"Blood."
"No." Shilo couldn't believe it. She pulled out one of the red pills and cracked open. The contents pored out and onto her hand and the area filled with a metallic aroma. It was blood!
Just the a crash came from the club and Josh and Chris both jumped up and pulled out honest-to-god silver steaks. "Stay here." They both said to her in unison. Yeah right like she was going to do that.
She counted to three then followed them out. They stood in front of a strange looking guy. He was clean and polished, tall, thin, unnaturally pale, and had a red rim around his eyes.
"I'm here for the girl." His voice was cold and somehow Shilo knew this guy was what they had called a Strigoi, and everything they were saying was true.