Well. Well. Well well well well well. What have we here? I really don't
know. I really couldn't give a crap. Well. Well. Well. The word well is
really starting to lose its meaning. You know? When you say a word so many
times in your head it just sounds funny, like its another language? No?
Just my Ker-aaaaaazy self then. What has this got to do with Mary Sues, you
ask? Not a lot.
This chapter took so long because the word document wouldn't open, then it took me about two weeks to realise that I could click on the Open With button and open it with notepad. So I opened it with notepad and it had all these other things and many strange symbols, and they took forever to delete. So here it is, my brand spanking new fangled sprangley spangley dangley doo-dah diddly chapter.
Honourable mentions:
Sade: I HATE Hermione! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?
Jade and Quoth the Raven: yes, I agree. I've changed that, so I wouldn't lose sleep over it.
This chapter will focus on her ability to charm the most deadly murderous things, such as vampires, with only her bare hands and a face of untouchable beauty. I think I'm gonna be sick.
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After she had a taco with Hermione, she went up to Dumbledore's office to ask about the vampire tongue. She said the password, and walked up the staircase to the door. She knocked on her door to find Dumbledore chatting with the paintings on the wall.
"Um . . .Professor Dumbledore? I was wondering . . . how do we get the vampire's tongue?"
"Ah. I have been waiting for you to ask me this. You see, I cannot leave the school to go with you."
"Go . . . with me?"
"Yes. You will be travelling to Transylvania, and staying in a wizarding hotel I have booked for you. I cannot leave the school, as I said, and so you must go alone."
"But . . . So I have to hunt vampires?"
"No, just the one."
"But that's still a vampire! It'll suck my blood the second I try to go near its mouth! It's just asking for it, sticking my hand in there!"
"Don't worry, Summer. There is all the information in this parchment, like how to kill vampires."
"So I can kill it, then take its tongue?"
"I'm afraid not, it has to be alive when you cut it off."
"Ewwwww! I'll just cut it off with the spare razor blade I carry around with me then shall I?"
"No, of course not. Here is a magical athemae. (I don't know how to spell it) You can cut it off with this."
Summer looked at the athemae. She couldn't think of anything else that might save her from an early death of being bitten by multiple vampires. She said multiple because once the other vampires knew a Mary Sue was killing their friend, they would come to his rescue.
"I'm not doing it. You'll never make me! I'm too young to die . . .," she said, somewhat getting confused and having to sit down.
"Summer, remember the burritos."
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Two days later, Summer was on a plane heading to Germany. She was getting more and more pissed off, as the people on the plane kept speaking in German, and she hated talking in German. She could speak German, as she could speak English, German, Italian, French, Japanese, Chinese, Indonesian, and had mastered the 200 different languages of all the Aboriginal tribes of Australia. No, it wasn't that she couldn't understand it, it was that she didn't think she sounded nice in German. It was a good thing she had a window seat, or she would have been bored out of her brain. What's worse, she was sitting next to a girl who thought she was all that and a bag of fat-free potato chips, baked not fried. She kept on going on about how great she looked now she was on a diet. It was really pissing Summer off, even more than the German-speaking air hostesses, even more than the plastic aeroplane food. (A/N: when I was on an aeroplane, I got a brownie! It tasted like helium! It was fun!)
"Yeah, and before that, I was on this diet which I was only allowed to eat cabbage, and that really sucked, and so now I'm on this great diet where I can only eat rice-cakes. It's so cool. I've lost so much. Don't I look amazing? Hey, what diet are you on? The Atkins diet? I heard that's really good, but I don't know what it-"
Summer, losing her temper, lashed out. "Here's an idea, why don't you shutup? I'm not even on a diet, because I can eat what I want and I DON'T GET FAT. Get over yourself girl, I'm better that you!" (T/A/N: who's the one who should get over themselves?)
The rest of the journey was somewhat silent. Summer was so glad to get off the plane and away from the crazy-chick that she twirled around smiling in the middle of the arrival lounge. There was a person waiting for her that she didn't expect to see: Lupin. She looked at her feet, as the last time they had been in the same room, she had ripped two of his teeth out. He walked over to her, smiling.
"Hello, Summer. Professor Dumbledore has asked me to chauffeur you out of here," He said. "Don't worry about my mouth, it's only my wolf form that has missing fangs." Summer brightened and she allowed Lupin to help her carry her suitcases to the waiting taxi.
"Didn't it hurt?" She asked him when they were halfway there.
"Hmmm?"
"That teeth thing. It must have hurt."
"Yes, but if Voldemort was at large, he could do much worse to me. You made the right decision. Dumbledore told me about him being your father and all." Lupin said, slightly gravely.
"Yeah . . ." Was all she could say, feeling guilt. *If I hadn't jumped in front of my father, then he would be dead. I wouldn't have had to rip out Lupin's teeth. I am awful. *
They got to the hotel (The Sparky Wand) and Lupin helped Summer carry her suitcases up to her room. He got in, put the suitcase next to the bed, and got ready to apparate.
"Aren't you staying?" Summer asked.
"No, I can't, sorry. Professor Dumbledore needs my assistance." He said, apparating out.
"Bummer. Now I'm all alone in a foreign city. Just what I need." She said to herself, totally browned off. (T/A/N: I LOVE THE PHRASE BROWNED OFF!) "But on the upside . . . look at my room!" She squealed, jumping on her king sized four poster bed, complete with deep crimson hangings and bedspread. She ran around, checking everything out. In the kitchen, she found a bar-fridge, and looked inside. It was heaven for her. Completely decked out in . . . you guessed it, burritos! She grabbed one and put it in the microwave.
"Oh . . . so long since I had a burrito . . ." She murmured to herself, taking the burrito out of the microwave. She set it down on the proverbial table, and went to look at the other rooms. In the bathroom, she found a three-speed spa-bath. There was nothing else worth commenting on, except for the many toiletries, sewing kits, shoe polish, and shower caps in little boxes in the bathroom. She ran back to the kitchen, and started eating the burrito, while checking what channels the TV had. *Oh, cool! It has Austar! * (For all you peeps who aren't Australian, Austar is 'cable' TV.) She settled on the comedy channel and nearly choked on her burrito in surprise when Drew Carey was actually funny. She finished her burrito and got out her athemae (protected from customs by a little charm of Dumbledore's which made it undetectable by x-rays and metal detectors, and was invisible to everyone but her) and sighed, as she had to get to work straight away.
"We're going on a vamp hunt, we're going on a vamp hunt, we're going to catch some vamps . . ." She quietly sang to herself, feeling like Buffy the Vampire Slayer. (T/A/N: Do you believe what Sarah Michelle Gellar said about the final Buffy season? she said . . . 'I want the show to end while it's still popular. I don't want it to turn into one of those shows that get axed because no one watches it'. If you wanted that, sweetie, you should have ended it about three years ago!)
She walked into the forest behind the hotel. *As good a place as any to start . . .* she thought, walking in, but she was stopped by a yell from behind her.
"Frauline! (I don't know if that's German or not) Frauline! You cannot go in there! There is . . . " the man hushed his voice " . . . there is VAMPIRES in there, Frauline!"
"Perfect!" Summer said, and she ran into the forest, shouting for the vampires. The man looked on in confused fear. "Vampire! Vampire! Is there a vampire here who wants a drink? It's on the house . . ." she shouted, hoping she would only attract one. She didn't attract any, though, so she knew she needed a lure. She tore off her bandages from her arm, and ran her nails across the wound, trying to make it bleed again. The pain was so much that she almost passed out, but she fought hard, and kept awake. No sooner had the first drop of blood hit the ground that a vampire popped up before her eyes. He reminded her of a boy at her old school, before FairyWings. She had used to go to Zeelia's Academy for Young Witches and Wizards, and there was a boy there that had taken the whole magic thing a bit too far. He had grown his hair long, dyed it black, and worn black and red eye makeup, with white powder on his face. He freaked out most people, including Summer, so they inclined to avoid him. He avoided them as well, never smiling or connecting with the students at Zeelia's. This vampire, with its pale face and black shadows around his eyes, looked just like him.
The vampire lunged at Summer, who instinctively ducked, reflecting back to her year's reflex training with her trainer, Ping-Pong. As she ducked, she threw him over her so he went crashing to the ground behind her. She straightened up and spun around. He was a good fighter, but she was better. He aimed a kick at her, which got her in the stomach, causing her to double over, winded. She straightened quickly though, and aimed a kick back at him, which hit him in the face, knocking him over. She knelt down and held his mouth open, while she took out the athemae. Unfortunately, a drop of blood from her arm fell into his mouth. He pushed his head up with such force that if Summer hadn't worked on her reflexes for a year with her trainer, Ping-Pong, (T/A/N: Heheh) she was sure that he would have bitten her hand off. *Remember the burrito Summer! Do not try to block everything! Do not block the weak attacks, as they are distraction for the strong attack that is soon to come! Remember the burrito . . . the burrito . . . the burrito . . . burrito . . . burrito . . . burrito . . .rito . . . ito . . .to . . . o . . .* As Ping-Pong's words played out in her head, she took guidance in them. She didn't block a small punch aimed at her ribs, but kept watch for the stronger attack. It came, with such force that if Summer hadn't worked on her reflexes for a year with her trainer, Ping-Pong, she would have died.
They fought, and finally, the vampire managed to get Summer onto the ground. He bared his fangs, and Summer was forcibly reminded of Lupin. *This is just like that* she thought. *Only Dumbledore isn't here, and this vampire isn't shackled to the ground! * She was holding him off with both hands on his chest, while he used all his strength to try and get at her.
Even though Summer was extremely strong for her size, the vampire was stronger. Summer could feel him winning and so she metamorphed herself into a Goth girl. She had long straight black hair, and she changed her skin pale as death. She changed her eyes dark purple, and she changed her lips so dark red they were almost black. She changed her clothes so she was wearing all black, and hoped to god this would throw him off balance long enough for her to get up and get back to the hotel room. She felt the pressure lift from her hands as the vampire got up off her and looked at her with a strange expression on his face.
"It is a strange human that comes into the forest, changing her form and asking to be drunk of." The vampire said to her, still with that expression that Summer just couldn't place. Then, suddenly, it hit her. FLASH. Draco standing behind her, asking to help her with her bags. FLASH. Draco trying to ask her to the Halloween ball. FLASH. Harry staring at the girl dressed as a cat at the Halloween ball. FLASH. Did the vampire truly have a thing for her?
"So you did hear me yelling out!" She said. "Why didn't you come then?"
"My cousin stopped me. He was suspicious. He said it may be a trap."
The bottom dropped out of Summer's stomach. *There are more of them? And this one has a suspicious friend? Oh shit. I'm no match for the both of them. *
"Well, I didn't think it was a trap. That's why I came out here."
"Why aren't you attacking me still?" She asked, trying to find out if the vampire actually DID have a thing for her. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you haven't got much conversation other than the other vampires around here, so you want to have a chat with a human. I don't think you'd get much talk out of a person who knows you're going to drink their blood, they'd only scream, I guess." Summer said thoughtfully. (T/A/N: this is the closest Sue comes to being philosophical.)
"Well, that is the case with humans who only scream. But I get enough talk around here. You are talking to me as an equal, not inferior like other human-kinds. Aren't you afraid of me?"
"Not really, no. No offence, but fighting-wise, you're really no match for me." She said, shrugging her shoulders. The vampire bared his teeth and she winced.
"So you ARE scared of me?" He said, noticing her expression. "Only when you're flashing those fangs." She said truthfully. When he had his mouth shut, she was no more scared of him than she was of Marcus, that Goth boy at Zeelia's. But when he was showing those teeth, well, that was a different story.
"So . . . what do you guys do for fun around here?"
"Nothing much, you know, the usual, sucking blood, flying around, spooking people half to death . . ." Summer laughed. Her laugh made a creature behind a tree rustle slightly. The vampire and her sharply turned their heads to the sound, and saw an older vampire coming out from behind the tree.
"Well, well, Xaeropedo. I see you are making friends with a human-type. Remember what happened to the last vampire that didn't kill his victim straight away? He got stabbed with a stake. He got turned to dust, man, dust!" the older vampire said.
The vampire called Xaeropedo blinked and moved in front of Summer, protecting her from the other vampire. The other vampire scowled and rushed at Xaeropedo, who pushed Summer out of the line of fire and kicked the older vampire to the ground.
"Don't try to hurt her, Cerylatid. She fights well and so do I. You cannot win if you fight the both of us." Xaeropedo said, standing over Cerylatid. Cerylatid flopped his head against the ground while Xaeropedo searched the ground for something. He seemed to have found it, but as he straightened up, Summer could see a short, thick stake in his hand.
"No!" Summer yelled. "If you really want to protect me, let me cut his tongue out. I need it for a potion to kill Voldemort."
Summer knew right then that this was the wrong thing to say, as vampires were in league with Voldemort. Xaeropedo's eyes flashed, and he turned and stalked out of the clearing where they had stood a moment before, making small talk.
"Now, I need something of yours." She said, advancing upon Cerylatid. As she put the knife into his mouth, he shot up, she coiled back, and the knife flew out of her hand. Cerylatid rolled her over, and was trying to bite her. She held him off with both hands as she did with Xaeropedo, but Cerylatid was much stronger than he was. Despite her vain attempts to hold him off, he was getting closer and closer to her. Right when he was about to sink his fangs into her neck, she felt the pressure on her hands completely release as a look of surprise came over the vampire's face, and he totally evaporated, leaving a huge pile of dust all over Summer. She shook herself off and twirled around, ready to face another vampire. What she saw was Xaeropedo, standing over the place she was just lying with a shocked look on his face and a bloodstained stake in the other. She let out a sigh of relief and ran over to him, throwing her arms around his neck. He looked vaguely surprised, but didn't say anything until she let him go, a few seconds after.
"What was that for?"
"Thanking you for saving my life then with Cerylatid!" Summer said, happily.
"But . . . I thought you'd hate me for killing him when you needed his tongue." He said.
"Are you kidding? I'd rather try for a tongue tomorrow than get my head ripped off today."
Xaeropedo calmed noticeably and spoke up. "When you came into the forest today and you saw me, you were going to cut out my tongue?" He asked. Summer bit her lip.
"Well, yes, at first, but . . ."
"And to think I protected you from Cerylatid! I should have let you die!" He said angrily. He flew at her, and she ducked again. A hungry vampire was one thing, but an angry one she could not handle on her own. As she was pinned to the ground, she tried to think of any possible excuse.
"But . . ." She started. "But when you came in here, you were going to kill me too, so aren't we even?" She said, trying a feeble attempt at a smile, which, under the circumstances, looked rather more like a deranged grin. He got up and kissed her briefly on the cheek, before flying into the trees, yelling: "We will meet again, Summer Woods!"
Summer walked back to her hotel room, wondering how Xaeropedo knew her name. As he had said that they were to meet again, she decided to ask him then. She walked down to the street outside the Sparky Wand, and started walking in any direction her feet took her.
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(T/A/N: whoa . . . trippy! Review! Stay tuned for the next gripping episode!)
This chapter took so long because the word document wouldn't open, then it took me about two weeks to realise that I could click on the Open With button and open it with notepad. So I opened it with notepad and it had all these other things and many strange symbols, and they took forever to delete. So here it is, my brand spanking new fangled sprangley spangley dangley doo-dah diddly chapter.
Honourable mentions:
Sade: I HATE Hermione! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?
Jade and Quoth the Raven: yes, I agree. I've changed that, so I wouldn't lose sleep over it.
This chapter will focus on her ability to charm the most deadly murderous things, such as vampires, with only her bare hands and a face of untouchable beauty. I think I'm gonna be sick.
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After she had a taco with Hermione, she went up to Dumbledore's office to ask about the vampire tongue. She said the password, and walked up the staircase to the door. She knocked on her door to find Dumbledore chatting with the paintings on the wall.
"Um . . .Professor Dumbledore? I was wondering . . . how do we get the vampire's tongue?"
"Ah. I have been waiting for you to ask me this. You see, I cannot leave the school to go with you."
"Go . . . with me?"
"Yes. You will be travelling to Transylvania, and staying in a wizarding hotel I have booked for you. I cannot leave the school, as I said, and so you must go alone."
"But . . . So I have to hunt vampires?"
"No, just the one."
"But that's still a vampire! It'll suck my blood the second I try to go near its mouth! It's just asking for it, sticking my hand in there!"
"Don't worry, Summer. There is all the information in this parchment, like how to kill vampires."
"So I can kill it, then take its tongue?"
"I'm afraid not, it has to be alive when you cut it off."
"Ewwwww! I'll just cut it off with the spare razor blade I carry around with me then shall I?"
"No, of course not. Here is a magical athemae. (I don't know how to spell it) You can cut it off with this."
Summer looked at the athemae. She couldn't think of anything else that might save her from an early death of being bitten by multiple vampires. She said multiple because once the other vampires knew a Mary Sue was killing their friend, they would come to his rescue.
"I'm not doing it. You'll never make me! I'm too young to die . . .," she said, somewhat getting confused and having to sit down.
"Summer, remember the burritos."
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Two days later, Summer was on a plane heading to Germany. She was getting more and more pissed off, as the people on the plane kept speaking in German, and she hated talking in German. She could speak German, as she could speak English, German, Italian, French, Japanese, Chinese, Indonesian, and had mastered the 200 different languages of all the Aboriginal tribes of Australia. No, it wasn't that she couldn't understand it, it was that she didn't think she sounded nice in German. It was a good thing she had a window seat, or she would have been bored out of her brain. What's worse, she was sitting next to a girl who thought she was all that and a bag of fat-free potato chips, baked not fried. She kept on going on about how great she looked now she was on a diet. It was really pissing Summer off, even more than the German-speaking air hostesses, even more than the plastic aeroplane food. (A/N: when I was on an aeroplane, I got a brownie! It tasted like helium! It was fun!)
"Yeah, and before that, I was on this diet which I was only allowed to eat cabbage, and that really sucked, and so now I'm on this great diet where I can only eat rice-cakes. It's so cool. I've lost so much. Don't I look amazing? Hey, what diet are you on? The Atkins diet? I heard that's really good, but I don't know what it-"
Summer, losing her temper, lashed out. "Here's an idea, why don't you shutup? I'm not even on a diet, because I can eat what I want and I DON'T GET FAT. Get over yourself girl, I'm better that you!" (T/A/N: who's the one who should get over themselves?)
The rest of the journey was somewhat silent. Summer was so glad to get off the plane and away from the crazy-chick that she twirled around smiling in the middle of the arrival lounge. There was a person waiting for her that she didn't expect to see: Lupin. She looked at her feet, as the last time they had been in the same room, she had ripped two of his teeth out. He walked over to her, smiling.
"Hello, Summer. Professor Dumbledore has asked me to chauffeur you out of here," He said. "Don't worry about my mouth, it's only my wolf form that has missing fangs." Summer brightened and she allowed Lupin to help her carry her suitcases to the waiting taxi.
"Didn't it hurt?" She asked him when they were halfway there.
"Hmmm?"
"That teeth thing. It must have hurt."
"Yes, but if Voldemort was at large, he could do much worse to me. You made the right decision. Dumbledore told me about him being your father and all." Lupin said, slightly gravely.
"Yeah . . ." Was all she could say, feeling guilt. *If I hadn't jumped in front of my father, then he would be dead. I wouldn't have had to rip out Lupin's teeth. I am awful. *
They got to the hotel (The Sparky Wand) and Lupin helped Summer carry her suitcases up to her room. He got in, put the suitcase next to the bed, and got ready to apparate.
"Aren't you staying?" Summer asked.
"No, I can't, sorry. Professor Dumbledore needs my assistance." He said, apparating out.
"Bummer. Now I'm all alone in a foreign city. Just what I need." She said to herself, totally browned off. (T/A/N: I LOVE THE PHRASE BROWNED OFF!) "But on the upside . . . look at my room!" She squealed, jumping on her king sized four poster bed, complete with deep crimson hangings and bedspread. She ran around, checking everything out. In the kitchen, she found a bar-fridge, and looked inside. It was heaven for her. Completely decked out in . . . you guessed it, burritos! She grabbed one and put it in the microwave.
"Oh . . . so long since I had a burrito . . ." She murmured to herself, taking the burrito out of the microwave. She set it down on the proverbial table, and went to look at the other rooms. In the bathroom, she found a three-speed spa-bath. There was nothing else worth commenting on, except for the many toiletries, sewing kits, shoe polish, and shower caps in little boxes in the bathroom. She ran back to the kitchen, and started eating the burrito, while checking what channels the TV had. *Oh, cool! It has Austar! * (For all you peeps who aren't Australian, Austar is 'cable' TV.) She settled on the comedy channel and nearly choked on her burrito in surprise when Drew Carey was actually funny. She finished her burrito and got out her athemae (protected from customs by a little charm of Dumbledore's which made it undetectable by x-rays and metal detectors, and was invisible to everyone but her) and sighed, as she had to get to work straight away.
"We're going on a vamp hunt, we're going on a vamp hunt, we're going to catch some vamps . . ." She quietly sang to herself, feeling like Buffy the Vampire Slayer. (T/A/N: Do you believe what Sarah Michelle Gellar said about the final Buffy season? she said . . . 'I want the show to end while it's still popular. I don't want it to turn into one of those shows that get axed because no one watches it'. If you wanted that, sweetie, you should have ended it about three years ago!)
She walked into the forest behind the hotel. *As good a place as any to start . . .* she thought, walking in, but she was stopped by a yell from behind her.
"Frauline! (I don't know if that's German or not) Frauline! You cannot go in there! There is . . . " the man hushed his voice " . . . there is VAMPIRES in there, Frauline!"
"Perfect!" Summer said, and she ran into the forest, shouting for the vampires. The man looked on in confused fear. "Vampire! Vampire! Is there a vampire here who wants a drink? It's on the house . . ." she shouted, hoping she would only attract one. She didn't attract any, though, so she knew she needed a lure. She tore off her bandages from her arm, and ran her nails across the wound, trying to make it bleed again. The pain was so much that she almost passed out, but she fought hard, and kept awake. No sooner had the first drop of blood hit the ground that a vampire popped up before her eyes. He reminded her of a boy at her old school, before FairyWings. She had used to go to Zeelia's Academy for Young Witches and Wizards, and there was a boy there that had taken the whole magic thing a bit too far. He had grown his hair long, dyed it black, and worn black and red eye makeup, with white powder on his face. He freaked out most people, including Summer, so they inclined to avoid him. He avoided them as well, never smiling or connecting with the students at Zeelia's. This vampire, with its pale face and black shadows around his eyes, looked just like him.
The vampire lunged at Summer, who instinctively ducked, reflecting back to her year's reflex training with her trainer, Ping-Pong. As she ducked, she threw him over her so he went crashing to the ground behind her. She straightened up and spun around. He was a good fighter, but she was better. He aimed a kick at her, which got her in the stomach, causing her to double over, winded. She straightened quickly though, and aimed a kick back at him, which hit him in the face, knocking him over. She knelt down and held his mouth open, while she took out the athemae. Unfortunately, a drop of blood from her arm fell into his mouth. He pushed his head up with such force that if Summer hadn't worked on her reflexes for a year with her trainer, Ping-Pong, (T/A/N: Heheh) she was sure that he would have bitten her hand off. *Remember the burrito Summer! Do not try to block everything! Do not block the weak attacks, as they are distraction for the strong attack that is soon to come! Remember the burrito . . . the burrito . . . the burrito . . . burrito . . . burrito . . . burrito . . .rito . . . ito . . .to . . . o . . .* As Ping-Pong's words played out in her head, she took guidance in them. She didn't block a small punch aimed at her ribs, but kept watch for the stronger attack. It came, with such force that if Summer hadn't worked on her reflexes for a year with her trainer, Ping-Pong, she would have died.
They fought, and finally, the vampire managed to get Summer onto the ground. He bared his fangs, and Summer was forcibly reminded of Lupin. *This is just like that* she thought. *Only Dumbledore isn't here, and this vampire isn't shackled to the ground! * She was holding him off with both hands on his chest, while he used all his strength to try and get at her.
Even though Summer was extremely strong for her size, the vampire was stronger. Summer could feel him winning and so she metamorphed herself into a Goth girl. She had long straight black hair, and she changed her skin pale as death. She changed her eyes dark purple, and she changed her lips so dark red they were almost black. She changed her clothes so she was wearing all black, and hoped to god this would throw him off balance long enough for her to get up and get back to the hotel room. She felt the pressure lift from her hands as the vampire got up off her and looked at her with a strange expression on his face.
"It is a strange human that comes into the forest, changing her form and asking to be drunk of." The vampire said to her, still with that expression that Summer just couldn't place. Then, suddenly, it hit her. FLASH. Draco standing behind her, asking to help her with her bags. FLASH. Draco trying to ask her to the Halloween ball. FLASH. Harry staring at the girl dressed as a cat at the Halloween ball. FLASH. Did the vampire truly have a thing for her?
"So you did hear me yelling out!" She said. "Why didn't you come then?"
"My cousin stopped me. He was suspicious. He said it may be a trap."
The bottom dropped out of Summer's stomach. *There are more of them? And this one has a suspicious friend? Oh shit. I'm no match for the both of them. *
"Well, I didn't think it was a trap. That's why I came out here."
"Why aren't you attacking me still?" She asked, trying to find out if the vampire actually DID have a thing for her. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you haven't got much conversation other than the other vampires around here, so you want to have a chat with a human. I don't think you'd get much talk out of a person who knows you're going to drink their blood, they'd only scream, I guess." Summer said thoughtfully. (T/A/N: this is the closest Sue comes to being philosophical.)
"Well, that is the case with humans who only scream. But I get enough talk around here. You are talking to me as an equal, not inferior like other human-kinds. Aren't you afraid of me?"
"Not really, no. No offence, but fighting-wise, you're really no match for me." She said, shrugging her shoulders. The vampire bared his teeth and she winced.
"So you ARE scared of me?" He said, noticing her expression. "Only when you're flashing those fangs." She said truthfully. When he had his mouth shut, she was no more scared of him than she was of Marcus, that Goth boy at Zeelia's. But when he was showing those teeth, well, that was a different story.
"So . . . what do you guys do for fun around here?"
"Nothing much, you know, the usual, sucking blood, flying around, spooking people half to death . . ." Summer laughed. Her laugh made a creature behind a tree rustle slightly. The vampire and her sharply turned their heads to the sound, and saw an older vampire coming out from behind the tree.
"Well, well, Xaeropedo. I see you are making friends with a human-type. Remember what happened to the last vampire that didn't kill his victim straight away? He got stabbed with a stake. He got turned to dust, man, dust!" the older vampire said.
The vampire called Xaeropedo blinked and moved in front of Summer, protecting her from the other vampire. The other vampire scowled and rushed at Xaeropedo, who pushed Summer out of the line of fire and kicked the older vampire to the ground.
"Don't try to hurt her, Cerylatid. She fights well and so do I. You cannot win if you fight the both of us." Xaeropedo said, standing over Cerylatid. Cerylatid flopped his head against the ground while Xaeropedo searched the ground for something. He seemed to have found it, but as he straightened up, Summer could see a short, thick stake in his hand.
"No!" Summer yelled. "If you really want to protect me, let me cut his tongue out. I need it for a potion to kill Voldemort."
Summer knew right then that this was the wrong thing to say, as vampires were in league with Voldemort. Xaeropedo's eyes flashed, and he turned and stalked out of the clearing where they had stood a moment before, making small talk.
"Now, I need something of yours." She said, advancing upon Cerylatid. As she put the knife into his mouth, he shot up, she coiled back, and the knife flew out of her hand. Cerylatid rolled her over, and was trying to bite her. She held him off with both hands as she did with Xaeropedo, but Cerylatid was much stronger than he was. Despite her vain attempts to hold him off, he was getting closer and closer to her. Right when he was about to sink his fangs into her neck, she felt the pressure on her hands completely release as a look of surprise came over the vampire's face, and he totally evaporated, leaving a huge pile of dust all over Summer. She shook herself off and twirled around, ready to face another vampire. What she saw was Xaeropedo, standing over the place she was just lying with a shocked look on his face and a bloodstained stake in the other. She let out a sigh of relief and ran over to him, throwing her arms around his neck. He looked vaguely surprised, but didn't say anything until she let him go, a few seconds after.
"What was that for?"
"Thanking you for saving my life then with Cerylatid!" Summer said, happily.
"But . . . I thought you'd hate me for killing him when you needed his tongue." He said.
"Are you kidding? I'd rather try for a tongue tomorrow than get my head ripped off today."
Xaeropedo calmed noticeably and spoke up. "When you came into the forest today and you saw me, you were going to cut out my tongue?" He asked. Summer bit her lip.
"Well, yes, at first, but . . ."
"And to think I protected you from Cerylatid! I should have let you die!" He said angrily. He flew at her, and she ducked again. A hungry vampire was one thing, but an angry one she could not handle on her own. As she was pinned to the ground, she tried to think of any possible excuse.
"But . . ." She started. "But when you came in here, you were going to kill me too, so aren't we even?" She said, trying a feeble attempt at a smile, which, under the circumstances, looked rather more like a deranged grin. He got up and kissed her briefly on the cheek, before flying into the trees, yelling: "We will meet again, Summer Woods!"
Summer walked back to her hotel room, wondering how Xaeropedo knew her name. As he had said that they were to meet again, she decided to ask him then. She walked down to the street outside the Sparky Wand, and started walking in any direction her feet took her.
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(T/A/N: whoa . . . trippy! Review! Stay tuned for the next gripping episode!)