Sooooh.. Chapter seven.. I didn't expect to be getting this far in the story. Your all awesome dudes. Theres pics of the characters on ma profile, so go check em out.

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Meeting Death – Chapter 7

William checked my chin, the bone was chipped in two places. It was painful.

We were back at the Karman's house… It was crazy, I had only just learnt their surname. Michael tilted my head, so my eyes were facing the one of many painting of Abrianna. William noticed me looking and asked me what I was thinking.
"Abrianna, why do you think she's the first vampire?' His hands touched my face, moving so he could get a better look at my chin. He wasn't doing anything medical, just trying the re-align everything so my bones didn't heal painfully.
"I know she's the first vampire." He looked in my eyes, his face inches from mine… This felt awkward. "I met her, she's now dead."
"You met Abrianna? Wasn't she the first?" I twitched, his finger had gone underneath my cheek bone, he was pushing my bone out from behind.

"I was made closely after her, one of the first. My mentor took me to her, to prove myself… Vampires in them days were made with caution." He shone a torch in my eye and let me go. "You should be fine, but I want to take you to my friend before I take you home. His name is Gary Hemlock. He's a doctor."
"Why can't I just make an appointment or go to the hospital?"

"Rachel, they take blood tests. Our blood is rare, it doesn't have a type" He packed away his amateur first aid kit and set it on the top of his wardrobe.
"So they test it?" I asked, innocently.
"No," he signaled for me to come with him, "they test on you and your family."

I stood up from the leather chair I was sitting on and hurried to the door.

I was now in the car, with William. He had insisted of taking me to Gary, Alexandra wanted to take me but William wanted to answer my questions that Hayden refused.
I was thinking about what William had said… One of the first.

"How old does that make you?" I mumbled, and then realizing my thoughts couldn't be heard my everyone.
"Hmm?" William tilted his head.
"You said you were one of the first vampires, how old does that make you?" He looked at me through the side of his eye and grinned.

"I'm 652," he turned a corner, "One of the oldest on earth."
I nodded, satisfied. He smiled, breathing out through his nose.

"I'm 16, if that helps." I said, fiddling with my zip. He laughed at something that wasn't meant to be a joke.

"You… paint." I mumbled, thinking he hadn't heard me… but he had.
"I do paint," he coughed, "I've forged the Mona Lisa and sold it as my own."
I starred at him. At one point, I had thought this man was just a hint of your normal, everyday dad, but no… he had forged the bloody Mona Lisa.

"Nice," I smiled, rather impressed.
"Very." He raised both eyebrows.

We pulled up to the library.

"the library?" I opened the car door and stepped onto the gravel. William just nodded, leaving me dumb-struck.
I walked up to the reception.

"Hello," I said to the woman… then I noticed that William wasn't behind me. I turned around, forgetting I was a vampire, and doing it in super speed. The receptionist gazed at me through her thick glasses.
I noticed William smiling at me on the other side of the library. I ran over to him… forgetting I was vampire and doing it in super speed. William held the door open for me, and laughed at me when I went through the door whispering, "For Christ sake, Rachel."

Beyond four more door was a small man, presumably Gary.

"Rachel," William rested his hand on my shoulder, "This is Gary. He will be the man to heal you." I smiled.
Gary shook my hand. "Um, hello." he let go of my hand, "Does her parents know she's dead yet?" he put it bluntly.

All I could do was stare at William.