Rise to the Light part 5
By BonBon
At the door, the group stopped and all turned to Randy with questions.
"Woah, one at a time"
Spin Went first. "We can't take da guys, if dey don't know We'se fighting vampires dey can get killed and I'se don't want dat" The others nodded in agreement.
Randy sighed. "Well what do you suggest? You got them all riled up now. The're looking for a fight.'
"I'll handle it" Jack said. "We tell dem, We got a ransom note, and dat her kidnappers have business with the 5 of us and if others come dey will kill her"
"That could work. But Spot won't buy it" Stress put in
"Lets do this now. It's better to take fewer people. Less people to get killed or turned" Randy said
"Turned?" the whole group asked
"If a vampire sucks your blood, and makes you suck their blood then you are vampire"
"okay, Jack get rid of the boys, BonBon take these spellbooks and memorize the 3 circled words but don't say them out loud, Stress, go check on Aura since she knows about this too" Spin gave orders and looked to Randy, who nodded his approval.
"I'm still not shoah I totally believe in this" She said to him.
"You will. After you slay your first and see BonBon working the magic. You should learn magic too, those circled words are incantations to make a vampire burst into flames or move things with your mind"
"oh great, you gave BonBon, a girl who breaks things by thinking about them, a book to teach her how to break things by thinking about them. I'se can see where that's going." Spin said sarcastically
"I'll teach her to control the magic. She has the power, I could feel it vibing at me. I can help the others play upon their strengths since you won't need that much training." Randy glanced outside. "The boys are leaving. Jack did a good job."
Jack entered as Stress and BonBon came back too.
"Aura's fine." Stress reported
"Boys are gone. Lets get movin"
Randy opened the door and allowed the others to go first, before leaving he said a quick prayer that they would get through it alive.
Bookie strolled the cemetery, looking for a snack. It was the 1 year anniversary of her "death" so she thought she might find one of her little newsie friend at her grave. If not, there were plenty of other mourners to eat. Drusilla had brought one of her old friends, Pisky, home. But Bookie wasn't allowed to eat her. Now, 2 hours later, she was starved. Scanning the cemetery, she sighed. Nobody came here at night anymore. She longed to go to Sheepshead and place some bets. But they were only open during the day and the pesky sun kept her away.
She was about to leave when she saw a figure walking through the graves. Squinting to see who it was, she smiled. Plaid pants, white shirt, vest, cigar is his mouth, it was none other than her ex boyfriend Racetrack. She assumed he was coming to put flowers on her grave. They had been going out up until her untimely "death" and she had wanted to go back to him after she was changed but the one who turned her wouldn't allow it, saying that Race would kill her in a second if he knew what she was. Bookie had spied on him though. When her old master was killed and Drusilla found her she was allowed to come and go as she pleased. As long as Drusilla didn't need her for anything.
She hid behind a nearby grave and watched as he approached her grave. He looked so sad and the moonlight showed fresh tear tracks on his face. Race took out the old flowers and arranged a fresh bouquet of red and white roses. Bookie sniffled from her hiding place. Race always remembered her favorite things. She wanted so badly to run to him and kiss him. But he was human and walked in the light and she was undead and walked in the darkness. Her former master had been right; he wouldn't want to love a vampire. It made her insanely angry that she had been turned into this creature and could no longer be herself. Resting her cheek on the cold slab of stone she listened to him talk.
"Well Bookie it's a year now. Guess I'se getting along Well. I still miss you so much. I'se up ta sellin 100 papes a day now. Jacks been teachin me. Sheepshead jist ain't da same without ya. But I dere everyday and I bet on dat favorite horse of yours. Dat horse brought me quite a lot of money. You always knew how to pick em. " Fresh tears flowed down his face.
Tears poured down Bookies face too. At least he still loved her. She sat there listening to him pour his heart out. Then she heard Boots' voice. Interested, she listened. Boots told Race that Pisky was kidnapped and they were going to fight. Oh no Bookie thought, if they go to Spike and Drusilla's they are sure to get killed. She heard Race tell Boots he would be along in a minute. The he started saying goodbye to her. Bookie panicked; if Race Went he might die. She had to distract him. Taking an unneeded deep breath she stood up. "Hey Race"
At the door, the group stopped and all turned to Randy with questions.
"Woah, one at a time"
Spin Went first. "We can't take da guys, if dey don't know We'se fighting vampires dey can get killed and I'se don't want dat" The others nodded in agreement.
Randy sighed. "Well what do you suggest? You got them all riled up now. The're looking for a fight.'
"I'll handle it" Jack said. "We tell dem, We got a ransom note, and dat her kidnappers have business with the 5 of us and if others come dey will kill her"
"That could work. But Spot won't buy it" Stress put in
"Lets do this now. It's better to take fewer people. Less people to get killed or turned" Randy said
"Turned?" the whole group asked
"If a vampire sucks your blood, and makes you suck their blood then you are vampire"
"okay, Jack get rid of the boys, BonBon take these spellbooks and memorize the 3 circled words but don't say them out loud, Stress, go check on Aura since she knows about this too" Spin gave orders and looked to Randy, who nodded his approval.
"I'm still not shoah I totally believe in this" She said to him.
"You will. After you slay your first and see BonBon working the magic. You should learn magic too, those circled words are incantations to make a vampire burst into flames or move things with your mind"
"oh great, you gave BonBon, a girl who breaks things by thinking about them, a book to teach her how to break things by thinking about them. I'se can see where that's going." Spin said sarcastically
"I'll teach her to control the magic. She has the power, I could feel it vibing at me. I can help the others play upon their strengths since you won't need that much training." Randy glanced outside. "The boys are leaving. Jack did a good job."
Jack entered as Stress and BonBon came back too.
"Aura's fine." Stress reported
"Boys are gone. Lets get movin"
Randy opened the door and allowed the others to go first, before leaving he said a quick prayer that they would get through it alive.
Bookie strolled the cemetery, looking for a snack. It was the 1 year anniversary of her "death" so she thought she might find one of her little newsie friend at her grave. If not, there were plenty of other mourners to eat. Drusilla had brought one of her old friends, Pisky, home. But Bookie wasn't allowed to eat her. Now, 2 hours later, she was starved. Scanning the cemetery, she sighed. Nobody came here at night anymore. She longed to go to Sheepshead and place some bets. But they were only open during the day and the pesky sun kept her away.
She was about to leave when she saw a figure walking through the graves. Squinting to see who it was, she smiled. Plaid pants, white shirt, vest, cigar is his mouth, it was none other than her ex boyfriend Racetrack. She assumed he was coming to put flowers on her grave. They had been going out up until her untimely "death" and she had wanted to go back to him after she was changed but the one who turned her wouldn't allow it, saying that Race would kill her in a second if he knew what she was. Bookie had spied on him though. When her old master was killed and Drusilla found her she was allowed to come and go as she pleased. As long as Drusilla didn't need her for anything.
She hid behind a nearby grave and watched as he approached her grave. He looked so sad and the moonlight showed fresh tear tracks on his face. Race took out the old flowers and arranged a fresh bouquet of red and white roses. Bookie sniffled from her hiding place. Race always remembered her favorite things. She wanted so badly to run to him and kiss him. But he was human and walked in the light and she was undead and walked in the darkness. Her former master had been right; he wouldn't want to love a vampire. It made her insanely angry that she had been turned into this creature and could no longer be herself. Resting her cheek on the cold slab of stone she listened to him talk.
"Well Bookie it's a year now. Guess I'se getting along Well. I still miss you so much. I'se up ta sellin 100 papes a day now. Jacks been teachin me. Sheepshead jist ain't da same without ya. But I dere everyday and I bet on dat favorite horse of yours. Dat horse brought me quite a lot of money. You always knew how to pick em. " Fresh tears flowed down his face.
Tears poured down Bookies face too. At least he still loved her. She sat there listening to him pour his heart out. Then she heard Boots' voice. Interested, she listened. Boots told Race that Pisky was kidnapped and they were going to fight. Oh no Bookie thought, if they go to Spike and Drusilla's they are sure to get killed. She heard Race tell Boots he would be along in a minute. The he started saying goodbye to her. Bookie panicked; if Race Went he might die. She had to distract him. Taking an unneeded deep breath she stood up. "Hey Race"