Chapter 3
The next day, we were sitting under the giant oak tree in the park when Seven randomly grew fangs. This did not only creep me out, but I jumped up and started to run away from him. So of course, what do you think he did? He grabbed my arm and forced me to sit down.
"Don't you dare come too close with those fangs!" I said while holding up a twig for protection.
He looked at me and laughed. "Well, get used to it. Whenever I smell blood, I grow fangs. That doesn't mean I'm going to suck your blood. Oh yeah, check your arm."
I looked at my arm and noticed I had scratched it on the bark of the tree without noticing.
"Well, that figures. Do you have any band-aids?"
I caught him staring deeply at my arm. I snapped in his face.
"Hello, space cadet, you in there?"
"YEP! Sorry. What?"
"Nothing. So… care to tell me yet what that thing was last night… or how I can get Lena back? And be straight forward and quick with your answers."
"Okay, that thing last night? Yeah, that was an Alite, one of about 50. They are trained by the bad vampires, the Graphites, to kill people who give off good vibes. They're sort of like me, but I only drink blood of bad people and have to resist drinking blood from just anyone. They are out to kill people who give off good vibes."
I sat and thought a minute. I broke the silence and asked, "So do these Graphite Vamps have Lena?"
He looked at me kind of funny for a while and I backed up a bit.
"Yes, they have her," he said with his fangs going back in his mouth, "and they are on the run for their next destination. Vampires don't age, so people might get susp-"
"Yeah, you told me about this… sorry for cutting you off. But I'm pissed. Where is she? You told me you knew where she was!"
"Okay, okay! Relax! She's in New York right now. The Graphites want her because she has pure blood, her blood is completely clean of anything that could possibly be harmful to Vampires. Your blood is clean, but not as clean as hers."
"…So you're telling me that Lena is in New York being held captive by a bunch of bad Vampires called Graphites… and… what… the hell… AM I SUPPOSED TO DO ABOUT THIS?!?! We're in North Dakota, and I can't tell my mom why I'm going to New York! She won't get this whole story, and send me right off to the Funny Farm!!"
He cocked his head. I've just about had it with his funny facial expressions that tell me nothing.
"Emily, I can help you do this."
"HOW!"
"Well, I can set up a hologram of you in your house, but only in your house. Your mother or anyone else who goes in your house will see the fake, hologram you, while the real you will be with me in New York rescuing Lena. Mind you the hologram is very realistic and is probably going to fool your human mother."
…Hm…
"I'll have to think about this for a while. This is going to be a hard decision to make."
"I'm giving you five more second to ponder on this, or I'll take you there anyways."
"WAIT!! Okay, I'll go with you."
A huge grin appeared on his pale face. He pushed his black hair out of his face and said, "Good. We'll meet at you bedroom window at midnight tonight."
I was terrified. He can tell I was terrified.
"It's a deal."
He gave me a bear hug and the deal was officially sealed.