Put your name on the line along with place and time.
...I want to ditch the logical.
Here's a toast to all those who hear me all too well.
Here's to the night we felt alive.
Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry.
...Tomorrow's gonna come too soon....
Mists of Misery.
Part One: Karl's Secret
Late night in the graveyard in the town near the Snob Club a.k.a. Mansbridge. Eirene had spent her nights here for a little under three years. No one knew she came here or if they did, no one cared enough to say anything. She knew what they said behind her back, what they thought of her pilgrimages to her brother's grave. But that didn't stop her from going. It didn't stop her from crying for him and sometimes hating him. What gave him the right to disappear from her life? Had she not deserved him as well as the one who took him? Anger surged through her as she stared at the headstone of her brother. The stone was gray and the words gleamed black in the moonlight. She knew damn well he wasn't in that pine box in the ground. He was at Mansbridge...with the others. Turning she stared in the direction of the school and felt her anger fade away. It was no use getting mad at what already been done. Closing her eyes she saw her brothers face and reached for him. His life ebbed and flowed slower then was humanly possible, but he was still alive. Opening her eyes she watched the gleaming stars and smiled. It wouldn't be long now.
**
Diary Entry: "I can't get her out of my head even though I haven't seen her in three years. Her voice is still clear in my mind and I can still make out her face. Sometimes I think she is calling me and I have to fight against going to her. What if the others find out about her....?"
Locking the diary shut and stashing the book under his coffin, Karl made his way to the main room. Essie was there and working on their project already. Merrill and Drew were also there and working, only Marty was missing. He sat down next to his partner and gazed at the notes she had started. It was the constant pressure of someone staring at him that made Karl look up. Merrill was watching him with rapt interest. He looked away first and concentrated harder on the notes. Using a pencil he added in comments and revised other parts. All the while struggling not to think or even wonder about 'her'.
"Hey kiddies," Marty shouted as he came down the steps and flopped into a chair. "Dr. M wants to see us tonight, something about midterm marks." It was clear from his tone that the vampire knew nothing of it.
Karl frowned and stared down at his comments. He had been dreading this night for a while now. School had never been a strong subject for him. Just sports with an emphasis on football. School had always been for...Karl stopped himself and shook his head. Tossing down the pencil he stood up and made his way up to Dr. Murdock's office. The panel slid back and he walked into the room. For a moment he didn't know what made him stop so quickly, then his mind caught up and he saw it.
Dr. Murdock was sitting behind his desk while a strange girl sat across from him. She was dressed in a navy blue knit sweater with matching athletic pants and dark blue Nikes. At her side on the floor was a dark blue and red backpack that had a patch sewn on the front pocket. At first Karl thought he was seeing things again, but as his eyes worked their way up and came to aquamarine blue eyes, he knew it wasn't crazy. Sitting a few feet from him was the girl he had loved for all of his human life.
"Yes, Karl?" Dr. Murdock asked quickly. It wasn't good for the night students to mix with the day students.
The young vampire blinked several times and tore his eyes off her. " I...I...I was told you had our marks."
"Not until later Karl." The Dr. said and waited.
"Oh, sure, yeah sorry." He turned quickly and left in a blur of speed. Only stopping when he came to the table in the basement. Cold sweat made his body feel drained and he flopped into the chair and refused to move.
Drew noticed, " Karl what's wrong?"
"I saw her." He said breathlessly. " I saw her in the office."
"Saw who?" Merrill asked quickly, glancing up at the stairs. " One of the Agents?"
Karl shook his head. " No, no. I saw Eirene talking with Dr. Murdock upstairs."
"Who's Eirene?" Marty sat forward eagerly, "Should we know about her?"
Karl gazed at the table surface and he remembered her expression. Surprised. " She's my sister."
...I want to ditch the logical.
Here's a toast to all those who hear me all too well.
Here's to the night we felt alive.
Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry.
...Tomorrow's gonna come too soon....
Mists of Misery.
Part One: Karl's Secret
Late night in the graveyard in the town near the Snob Club a.k.a. Mansbridge. Eirene had spent her nights here for a little under three years. No one knew she came here or if they did, no one cared enough to say anything. She knew what they said behind her back, what they thought of her pilgrimages to her brother's grave. But that didn't stop her from going. It didn't stop her from crying for him and sometimes hating him. What gave him the right to disappear from her life? Had she not deserved him as well as the one who took him? Anger surged through her as she stared at the headstone of her brother. The stone was gray and the words gleamed black in the moonlight. She knew damn well he wasn't in that pine box in the ground. He was at Mansbridge...with the others. Turning she stared in the direction of the school and felt her anger fade away. It was no use getting mad at what already been done. Closing her eyes she saw her brothers face and reached for him. His life ebbed and flowed slower then was humanly possible, but he was still alive. Opening her eyes she watched the gleaming stars and smiled. It wouldn't be long now.
**
Diary Entry: "I can't get her out of my head even though I haven't seen her in three years. Her voice is still clear in my mind and I can still make out her face. Sometimes I think she is calling me and I have to fight against going to her. What if the others find out about her....?"
Locking the diary shut and stashing the book under his coffin, Karl made his way to the main room. Essie was there and working on their project already. Merrill and Drew were also there and working, only Marty was missing. He sat down next to his partner and gazed at the notes she had started. It was the constant pressure of someone staring at him that made Karl look up. Merrill was watching him with rapt interest. He looked away first and concentrated harder on the notes. Using a pencil he added in comments and revised other parts. All the while struggling not to think or even wonder about 'her'.
"Hey kiddies," Marty shouted as he came down the steps and flopped into a chair. "Dr. M wants to see us tonight, something about midterm marks." It was clear from his tone that the vampire knew nothing of it.
Karl frowned and stared down at his comments. He had been dreading this night for a while now. School had never been a strong subject for him. Just sports with an emphasis on football. School had always been for...Karl stopped himself and shook his head. Tossing down the pencil he stood up and made his way up to Dr. Murdock's office. The panel slid back and he walked into the room. For a moment he didn't know what made him stop so quickly, then his mind caught up and he saw it.
Dr. Murdock was sitting behind his desk while a strange girl sat across from him. She was dressed in a navy blue knit sweater with matching athletic pants and dark blue Nikes. At her side on the floor was a dark blue and red backpack that had a patch sewn on the front pocket. At first Karl thought he was seeing things again, but as his eyes worked their way up and came to aquamarine blue eyes, he knew it wasn't crazy. Sitting a few feet from him was the girl he had loved for all of his human life.
"Yes, Karl?" Dr. Murdock asked quickly. It wasn't good for the night students to mix with the day students.
The young vampire blinked several times and tore his eyes off her. " I...I...I was told you had our marks."
"Not until later Karl." The Dr. said and waited.
"Oh, sure, yeah sorry." He turned quickly and left in a blur of speed. Only stopping when he came to the table in the basement. Cold sweat made his body feel drained and he flopped into the chair and refused to move.
Drew noticed, " Karl what's wrong?"
"I saw her." He said breathlessly. " I saw her in the office."
"Saw who?" Merrill asked quickly, glancing up at the stairs. " One of the Agents?"
Karl shook his head. " No, no. I saw Eirene talking with Dr. Murdock upstairs."
"Who's Eirene?" Marty sat forward eagerly, "Should we know about her?"
Karl gazed at the table surface and he remembered her expression. Surprised. " She's my sister."