Chapter 10
We spent what felt like forever trying to track down the elusive Pegasi, or Dr Rushmore for that matter. It probably felt longer considering we didn't need to sleep, so we were literally searching for 24 hours every day.
Although I tried to use my 'gift' to find Rushmore, he had apparently found out what I was capable of. Every time I tried to see through his eyes, I could only see complete darkness with a light at the end, like a tunnel. After seeing this several times, Alice proposed we search the underground train tunnels, which we did, painstakingly slowly. You have no idea how many tunnels there are in London…
Alice was also feeling very frustrated at her lack of helpfulness: him being a werewolf, Alice couldn't see him either, which was irritating to say the least. Edward seemed to be the only one of us who was of any use, reading his thoughts whenever possible. He often grimaced while doing this; I was worried that he was finding out seriously disturbing things from listening to this man's thoughts, but Edward didn't say anything of the sort, so I wasn't sure. He did, however, give us some insight into Rushmore's further plans. Apparently, he wanted to create enough of the winged creatures so that they could wipe out every vampire, werewolf, and eventually human. I wanted to point out that this would mean he would die too, but I figured that wouldn't be much of a price to pay for an evil genius if it meant his creations would rule the earth. The Pegasi, unlike vampires, still had to eat and sleep, however someone only had to taste one drop of Rushmore's potion and their body and mind would be altered forever.
Oblivious to Edward's power, Rushmore gave us one final piece of information while we were scanning London's tunnels. Pegasi could not only be produced by drinking the potion; if a Pegasi's blood was drunk, the drinker would become one too. The ironic thing was, the only person likely to drink their blood was a vampire, and the potion didn't affect them. This made the information seemingly useless, but being the hero that he is, Edward told us all anyway.
Working in close harmony with the wolves while trying to find out more about Rushmore and the Pegasi turned out to be easier than I had originally thought. I had to admit, I still missed Jacob, even after 'getting over' my loss of him in the first few years of being a vampire. It was nice to catch up with him, meet his friends, and his fiancée. I could finally be happy for him, as he could for me. Maybe it was possible to get a happy ending in this crazy world after all.
Just as I was thinking about happy endings, we received some news. Some of Jacob's pack had discovered Rushmore… Dead. He was at the entrance of an alley, with blood pouring from his mouth. In his eternally frozen hand, he held a shattered vial of his own potion. We came to the conclusion that he had been forced to drink it, and being a werewolf, he died.
In some ways, this news was good, because as long as no-one knew the formula for the potion, no more Pegasi would be produced unless their blood was drunk. However, the news was also bad, because our knowledge of the Pegasi was limited, and now it always would be. Would we ever find these intangible creatures?