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Evangeline
"Jesse! We have a problem!" I yelled as we entered his room.
"Eva, whatever it is, have Richard and Evan deal with it. Your visions that have anything to do with magic are usually their fault," Jesse smirked.
"You are a few hundred years old, Jesse. Please act mature! This is serious. Richard and Evan can't deal with it!"
"What do you mean?" There was the serious Jesse.
"They are fleeing the country with Maddie. Delilah was trying to control her to find the Avarice. If Eva and I hadn't been there, there is a chance that Maddie would be dead," Ethan told him.
"We had her run right after we knocked out Delilah." He looked at us.
"Our plan has been set into motion. Delilah is your grandmother, isn't she?" Jesse asked. Ethan nodded. I don't think that Jesse was really asking, just making sure. Not getting what that was all about.
"Oh! Jane also knows that Eva and I are vampires!" Ethan said. "She didn't know before. And we kind of revealed it."
"Knowing that girl the cops could be on our doorstep any second!"
"Damn it. Get everyone in the living room on the first floor. Have everyone get all weapons, blood stained clothes, or evidence into the laundry room, lock the door to the basement, and get all the blood out of the kitchen. We don't have much time. I need to call Anastasia."
We ran out of the room. Pretty much, that was Jesse's way of saying that we were in the middle of a code red. Ethan and I sped around banging on every door screaming CODE RED. Doors flew open, and everyone was blurring past everyone. Once we had gotten everyone out of the basement I locked the door. Ethan cast a sealing curse on the door. There were some hostages down in the basement. We really didn't want the cops to know that.
I headed down to the main room. Most everyone was there. There were a few that you could tell were still racing around trying to get everything hidden. There was a good forty or fifty of us crammed into one room.
We all stiffened as the door opened and a sigh of relief flooded everyone when a girl that looked about nine walked in.
"What isn't anyone going to say hi to me?" She asked. A chorus of people saying hello echoed through the room. "I swear you are the most disrespectful group of vampires that I have ever seen. Jesse, this is what you get for having a clan of vampires that are teenagers only!" She called out.
"Hello, Anastasia. It's nice to see you again," Jesse said.
"Brother, you only ever see me if something went wrong or you are in trouble with the counsel."
"The Avarice is fleeing the country because of threatening mind control. Her older sister has turned us all in for murder, and we may have an issue with the authority's."
"What have I told you before? I think I have told ALL of you this. If you stay out of public eye you won't get caught!"
Sorrys' were heard throughout the room. "Now, you are going to try and plead your innocence, and if it doesn't work, I am going to have to find a friend to help me get you all out of the prison!" She was gone as quickly as she came.
"Eva!" I turned.
"Yes, Erica?" She seemed panicked. I could understand that this was her first time getting into trouble, but a quick mind scan, I could clearly tell that it wasn't the case.
"Have you seen Richard? I have been looking all over for him!"
"The Avarice was compromised. He's gone."
"You don't mean he's dead, do you?"
"No, he isn't dead, Erica. He and Evan are leaving the country. They aren't coming back for seven years," I tried to break it to her as lightly as I could.
"Seven years?" She breathed. She sat down and began crying.
"Erica, don't cry." I put a hand on her shoulder. "This is your last year of high school, right?"
She nodded.
"I'll come back for you at the end of the school year. You will be able to get through your senior year of high school, and then you can see Richard again."
She didn't look up, but she mumbled a yes. I walked away to find Ethan. As soon as this mess was over, we were leaving as well.
"No one says a word, except Ethan, me, or if she returns, Anastasia. Understood?" Everyone nodded. Not a word was said otherwise. I saw that Rory had taken up residence next to Erica and was soothing her. I really hoped that he realized that he never had a chance with her.
"Jesse? Is the gate open?" I ask in a hurry. If it wasn't, that would make suspicions higher… possibly.
"I knew that I was forgetting something!" He looked around the room. "Rory! Go open the gates!"
"Me? How?" He asked.
"Run out there. Jump over the fence, and type in the passcode."
"Sir, yes, sir. What's the passcode?" Jesse sighed.
"O positive." Rory was gone in a flash.
"Gates are opening sir!" Rory said when he got back.
"Thank you." It was dead silent for the next few minutes. Why we are all petrified? We could kill every single one of the police in less than a minute. Why are we going to let them arrest us all?
The doorbell rang. I saw some of the newbie vampires stiffen at the sound. Jesse got up and answered the door.
"Hello, officer. What can I do for you?" Jesse asked the officer at the door.
"We got an accusing call earlier this evening. May we come in, if you wouldn't mind?" Officer translation. Let us come in, you really don't have a choice.
"Our home is your home, officer." About six officers entered the house. "Would you mind telling me what it is you are here for?"
"Your name is what, boy?" The officer asked.
"Jesse Black. This is my older sister and my house. She has been taking in kids and young adults in for years."
"Well, Mr. Black, we would like to see every one of your boarders, if that is possible."
"Of course. Everyone is in the family room. And sir, none of us are strangers here. We are all family."
"If you say so." The officer said, then muttered under his breathe, that we shouldn't have heard if it weren't for us all being vampires, "some family. A family accused of being murders and kidnappers."
"What was that?" Jesse asked.
"Nothing." Jesse led the officers into the room we were all in. By the looks on the cops' faces, they probably thought that there were only fifteen or sixteen of us, not around fifty. "Earlier tonight, we received a call from a young lady saying that the people that lived in this house were responsible for the murders that have been occurring in this town for over a decade now. I have been inclined to believe this person. As well as the accusation of all you lovely people, there was also a report of kidnapping, of a young seven year old girl named Madeline Morgan. The teenage girl to report you all was the older sister of the now missing child. Madeline was supposedly kidnapped by her older brother and his girlfriend."
"The Avarice." Was echoed across the room in hushed whispers. We were really making a GREAT impression on these policemen.
"Excuse me, sir?" I asked. Jesse glared at me. "Shut up! I know what I am doing!" I hissed in Jesse's mind before continuing. "Do you have any real proof or evidence of Maddie's older brother kidnapping her?"
"Not exactly. The girl who reported all of you twin is the supposed kidnapper."
"Really. Are you positive this isn't a prank?"
"No."
"Then do you have any jurisdiction to be here?"
"Murder is a serious thing, and we must take it seriously when it comes up."
"Do you have a search warrant to look for evidence against us?"
"Yes, actually."
"Then you can search the house, and if you find anything incriminating, you can take all of us into custody if not. You will leave, and never return to our home." The tone of my voice seemed to scare him.
"And you are, who? Young lady?"
"Evangeline Crompton."
"Why do you live here? You look no older than a freshman in high school."
"I am a sophomore, my parents are dead, and I go back and forth from here and my foster parents' home."
"You heard the girl. Go search the house."
"May I add onto Eva's proposition?" Jesse asked.
"What boy?" the officer snapped.
"You have one hour." The officer glared at all of us, but nodded.
"Eva! What were you thinking?" Jesse hissed once all of the officers were no longer in the room.
"We need them out of here as quickly as possible. You were going nowhere fast."
"You sound like a girl I once knew, Eva." He left it at that.
About twenty minutes into the search, one of the officers came to the head, who had returned to keep an eye on us.
"Sir, I found this on the second floor study." Jesse's eyes widened in shock. "We aren't sure what it is."
"It looks like a box, Michael."
"Yes, but I don't think it is."
"The let's open it and find out." The head officer began to open it. I realized that it was the Cubile Animus. Crap.
"NO!" The entire room shouted.
"Why ever not?"
"It would be the last thing that you would ever do. What's contained in there is not good," Ethan said. He was surprisingly calm.
"Dangerous? Eh? Why."
"Trust us. It was in the study for a good reason. Anastasia doesn't let us in there because of the thing you are holding in your hand."
"Are any of you going to tell us why?"
Silence was heard across the room. No one dared to open their mouths.
"Well if none of you are going to answer us, we have evidence against you. Call back up. We are taking all of you punks in."
Damn it.
Ethan
Of all things to get us sent to the police station, it was the Cubile Animus. None of would tell, because we would all be sent away for insanity. Either that, or we doom the supernatural world. Madeline wasn't ready to save it quite yet.
And that, my friend is how Eva, Jesse and I ended up in an interrogation room, waiting for Anastasia to save our sorry vampire asses.
We sat there for the longest time. If there was any chance at all that my mom was up and had her memories back, there was no way that she was in any condition to help us get out of this. I called her anyways as my one call. She was awake, and had let my dad out of the room he was locked. He had passed out from shock. My mom said an old friend had come by and asked for a favor, and that my friends and I were going to have to wait until morning for any help.
I didn't believe her at the time.
Next time, I sure as hell will.
My mother came storming in there so fast and angry the next morning, I was shocked. She had black hair, and looked twenty years younger than before.
"Officer's? May I ask why there are forty eight teenagers in your custody?" She demanded. "I had a visit from my aunt last night, saying she needed my help with her idiotic brother's stupid ideas. Not only that, you took my son into custody with barely reciting his right! Why?"
"Ma'am. I'm afraid that I cannot help you with any of this, unless you give your name," the deputy at the desk said.
"Samantha Morgan. I am here to pick up my son, and to tell you that this is all one huge misunderstanding."
"Is that so? Could you explain why?"
"My daughter was in a rampage last night at her brother, and thought it would be funny to turn in her brother's friends for something that they didn't do. You see my youngest daughter is going on a world tour as a study aboard project, and Jane didn't give it a chance, and Maddie left for her trip last night. She thought her brother was behind it and called the police. This was all a prank. Plus they wouldn't let you open a box? It probably was one of the kids' private things that was from their parents or something."
"That may be so, but we cannot release anyone without bail money. Unless you have enough money for forty-eight, you can leave until the trials are set." The officer turned back to his desk.
"I don't think you heard me. My aunt is a very important and rich person, I have the bail money right here from her." My mom pulled out a bag of cash and set on the table. "Who also doesn't believe in banks." She smirked at the officer.
"ETHAN MORGAN! How dare you lock your father in a room!" mom yelled at me after everyone was safely out of the police station. We were in the car, driving somewhere. I honestly believe that I was surprised that that was the only thing she was mad about.
"It was the only way that Eva and I could get you alone to give you your memories back!" I said.
"I know that much, and I am thankful that you did, but wouldn't it have been much easier to have put a sleeping potion in his drink at dinner?" I stared at her in shock. "Yes, I realize what you are and what you have been up to these past few years! I am proud of you on some things, and disappointed one others."
"Thank you? I think."
"When I woke up and saw Anastasia standing over me, I knew something was wrong. What were you thinking? Couldn't you have stopped mother from putting Madeline under mind control some other way? Or not make it look like she was kidnapped."
"Mrs. Morgan, we were kind of in a hurry to get Maddie out of the house. There wasn't really a plan," Eva said. We turned up our street and mom kept on driving past the house.
"I understand that, Eva. Please call me Sam, if you wouldn't mind."
"Okay, where are you going?"
"You two need to get to the airport, now don't you? Eva, I talked to your foster parents and explained the situation about you and your brother and packed you both a bag of clothes."
"Mom, we both know that you are a powerful seer, what did you really do?"
"I tricked her into thinking that her two foster children were going away to boarding school." She must've seen the look on Eva's face. "I found a letter that you had written your foster parents in your bedroom at the mansion. I left it on your bed at their house. Don't worry, I didn't look at it." A sigh washed over Eva.
We arrived at the airport an hour later. Eva and I got out of the car and grabbed our bags.
"Are you coming with us, Mom?" I asked her.
"Not right away. I have some things to care of with Ross, my father and mother. I'll join you as soon as I can, Ethan. I am very proud of both you and your sister. Now go catch your flight. Maddie is waiting for you in France." She drove away. We were left waiting in the drop off lane with three duffel bags, and a glimmer of hope for the future.
Madeline
"Here we are, folks! Our new home in the country side of France!" Evan proclaimed as we walked into the large farm house.
"It is beautiful!" I gushed at the sight of it.
"We are glad you like it!" Richard said. "Go upstairs and find your room. We need to get settled in, and Eva said that we needed to go shopping and get some clothes. You barely brought any with you, Maddie!"
"I thought you were supposed to be a girl, all girly and fashion-y and stuff."
"I thought you knew me better than that, Evan!" I retorted. "I'll be down in a minute." I said.
I was worried the next few days about Ethan and Eva. What happened to them? I really hoped that they were okay. I was left off the hook for a few days from training to get used to being in the isolated country. I spent most of my time in the old barn. There were a few cows and a pony. I have to remember to thank Jesse one day for this place. I named the Obsidian, because it was pretty, and she was a very pretty black pony.
It was around dinner on the third day here when I walked in from the barn.
"Well, well, little girl. Aren't you going to say hello to your older brother?" I turned to see Ethan. I ran into his open arms.
"Where were you? I thought you were coming sooner!" I exclaimed.
"There was a bit of a run in with the feds. But everything is okay now."
"I want the full story later. I am just do glad that you are here!" I cried. It was going to be different now. But I had a feeling that life was going to start looking up from here.
Hi! So I haven't been updating for about a month, and I realize that. So I need to say that I am kinda sorry for my busy life. Don't worry! This isn't all of it! There is an epilogue coming soon! And a sequel a bit after that! Everything is good! Please review! It will make my day to know if you enjoyed it or not!—Delta