Part 6
I had really no clue where I was going, all I knew was I wanted to get away from this place as fast as possible. For once in my life, I was pleased I wasn't very tall. It didn't take me long to sneak out of the castle and find a garage with a black car inside, which I hotwired and took, just driving away.
I was a little suspicious, considering the escape was relatively easy, which, of course, and even I was smart enough to figure someone would be after me sooner or later.
As I made my way out of the so-called country-side, now pouring with rain so hard I could barely see out the windscreen, even with the wipers going full blast, I could just about make out signs pointing into some city with some name I couldn't pronounce.
I needed to find an airport and get the hell out of England. I didn't like it here. But how could I do that without a passport? Well, I had fangs, maybe I could put them to some use. Find some people my age, or maybe some rich people (or both) steal a wallet and some cash, kill the victims...how hard could it be?
The next thing I knew the car was spinning out of control. I couldn't get a grip on the wheel, and the stupid English people were driving on the wrong side of the road, a horn blurred at me. I can vaguely recall shrieking, and the next thing I knew the car was in a ditch.
I can't remember if I passed out or not, but the next thing after that someone was tapping on my window. I jumped in panic, thinking it was Seth, or Raina, or one of their minions. But it wasn't, or didn't seem to be. Just two ordinary-looking girls, my age, or there abouts.
I opened the door and got out of the car shakily. I hadn't broken anything, my head was aching a bit, the car was totalled.
"Are you okay? What happened?" A girl with coppery hair, plastered around her pale face asked. Everyone was soaked to the bone.
"Um...physically speaking fine," I said. "This is going to sound crazy, but I came from up there." I gestured behind me to the murky image of the ancient castle in the background. "I was kidnapped and turned into a vampire against my will, and managed to escape, but now..." I gestured at the car.
The two girls were exchanging glances. Did they think I was totally out my mind. Then one of them shocked me by saying "Seth Redfern?"
I nodded. "How do you know him?" I was suspicious. How could I be sure they weren't really minions of his to drag me back there?
"We're with the good guys," the blonde one said with a reassuring smile. "Something called Circle Daybreak, have you heard of it?"
I opened my mouth to say no, then I remembered I'd heard the staff talking about them finding me when I'd been trying to make my way out the castle. From the impression they gave I wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not. "Vaguely. Can you guys help me?"
"Yeah, we're on our way to the airport back to headquarters in Las Vegas. You can come with us. I'm Poppy and that's Thea," the redhead said, nodding to the blonde, who smiled.
"Erin," I said meekly following them to the white limo (how did you get white limos in the middle of nowhere in Scotland?) but I wasn't objecting. I didn't have any other choice, and Vegas sounded pretty cool to me.
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I had really no clue where I was going, all I knew was I wanted to get away from this place as fast as possible. For once in my life, I was pleased I wasn't very tall. It didn't take me long to sneak out of the castle and find a garage with a black car inside, which I hotwired and took, just driving away.
I was a little suspicious, considering the escape was relatively easy, which, of course, and even I was smart enough to figure someone would be after me sooner or later.
As I made my way out of the so-called country-side, now pouring with rain so hard I could barely see out the windscreen, even with the wipers going full blast, I could just about make out signs pointing into some city with some name I couldn't pronounce.
I needed to find an airport and get the hell out of England. I didn't like it here. But how could I do that without a passport? Well, I had fangs, maybe I could put them to some use. Find some people my age, or maybe some rich people (or both) steal a wallet and some cash, kill the victims...how hard could it be?
The next thing I knew the car was spinning out of control. I couldn't get a grip on the wheel, and the stupid English people were driving on the wrong side of the road, a horn blurred at me. I can vaguely recall shrieking, and the next thing I knew the car was in a ditch.
I can't remember if I passed out or not, but the next thing after that someone was tapping on my window. I jumped in panic, thinking it was Seth, or Raina, or one of their minions. But it wasn't, or didn't seem to be. Just two ordinary-looking girls, my age, or there abouts.
I opened the door and got out of the car shakily. I hadn't broken anything, my head was aching a bit, the car was totalled.
"Are you okay? What happened?" A girl with coppery hair, plastered around her pale face asked. Everyone was soaked to the bone.
"Um...physically speaking fine," I said. "This is going to sound crazy, but I came from up there." I gestured behind me to the murky image of the ancient castle in the background. "I was kidnapped and turned into a vampire against my will, and managed to escape, but now..." I gestured at the car.
The two girls were exchanging glances. Did they think I was totally out my mind. Then one of them shocked me by saying "Seth Redfern?"
I nodded. "How do you know him?" I was suspicious. How could I be sure they weren't really minions of his to drag me back there?
"We're with the good guys," the blonde one said with a reassuring smile. "Something called Circle Daybreak, have you heard of it?"
I opened my mouth to say no, then I remembered I'd heard the staff talking about them finding me when I'd been trying to make my way out the castle. From the impression they gave I wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not. "Vaguely. Can you guys help me?"
"Yeah, we're on our way to the airport back to headquarters in Las Vegas. You can come with us. I'm Poppy and that's Thea," the redhead said, nodding to the blonde, who smiled.
"Erin," I said meekly following them to the white limo (how did you get white limos in the middle of nowhere in Scotland?) but I wasn't objecting. I didn't have any other choice, and Vegas sounded pretty cool to me.
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