Sister Vamp-Sequel to General Cartography- Part ONE
See, I told you there'd be a sequel!! By the way, keep checking back with General Cartography, I'm going to submitting some holiday chapters, i.e Christmas, Halloween (lol can you imagine Kurda on Halloween..what'd do you suppose he'd be? mail me suggestions at ) And I am putting in a chapter with Lian's birthday AND Kurda's. Now you all must tell me, should his birthday be in January, June or December, all those months seem like good dates to me, but i want my fans to chose. I'm partially fond of January. Now, as I always say, grab yerself some of that nummy Lipton spanish rice and some Baja blast soda from taco bell and enjoy my BRAND NEW RECIPE!!
Chapter Five-Chapter One of Sister Vamp
During the next Council, Kurda had been executed for betrayal of the vampires. And as it was said, Darren Shan was how Kurda's alliance had spread to the vampires.
Kurda's promise of returning to Lian had been broken, and the word never got to her of his death...Until the day Lian found out she was the new target of vampires everywhere.
Lian had spent the twelve years in between the Councils fighting the insanity that was running through her veins. The mixture of the vampire and vampaneze blood in her was driving Lian over the edge.
She hadn't fed in over two months...It was getting harder and harder to find humans...let alone any animals. She was willing to feed off of anything: snakes, other vampires or vampaneze, cats-anything...She was ready to die...Lian had nothing left. Only angst.
"Damnit," Lian hissed as she kicked the skull of some foreign animal...maybe it was a human's. "The sun's rising..." It was around six o'clock, flecks of sunlight were popping on and off like the light bulb in your basement from 1980 that doesn't know if it's dying or not.
Lian trailed over to one of the abandoned buildings that had long since had its fires put out. Since Lian had vampaneze blood injected into her bloodstream, she'd become an arsonist. "It's a pity," Lian said. "All these lovely fires watching me, but no one for me to watch them with." She reached into one of her pockets and brought out a flaming match. "Thank god for flammable liauids." At Lian's feet was a pool of gasoline, and with a hand movement, it was on fire.
Lian turned away and started walking. Burning things had become a major hobby of hers; watching things turn to ash was hysterical to her. "Burn baby, burn." she laughed walking toward the rising sun. "Yeah, sun, come and get me!"
Hidden in trees nearby, three people who had been stalking Lian for some time now were on the move. They were heavily armed with swords, knives and similar weapons. "We've got her." one mouthed.
Lian turned to the area where the three people were hiding and laughed in a maniacal sort of way. "Full vampires think they can sneak up on me!" She dashed right up in front of them and snatched a knife. "You get to live if any of you are assisting Kurda Smahlt." She was in dire need of finding out the truth as to where he had been for the past twelve years.
A black haired, one-eyed vampire responded. "Listen, all the vampires assisting Kurda were killed for joining with him." Lian grinned evilly and cracked her neck back and forth.
"Bullshit." she said blandly. Lian grabbed the vampire's neck and gave it a quick twist while still holding her grin. "Who's next?" she asked dropping the body of the vampire who was struggling to clutch on to life.
"Do you see why the Princes have sent us to kill you?" a bald vampire asked trying to help his injured comrade.
"Listen," Lian said putting her stolen knife to the vampire's eye. "I have all the right to be insane. And by the by, you don't want to kill me. As soon as I'm gone, another insane vampire, possibly worse than I am, will take my place."
"Then we'll kill that one too." the first vampire said.
"No you won't." Lian said childishly. "This message is going with you to the grave." Before either of the living vampires could react Lian snatched another knife off of the dead vampire at her feet. Laughing crazily, she dug both knives into each of the vampires, one into the head, the other just slid across a throat.
Lian turned away and continued laughing. But over her laughter she heard on of the vampires last words. "Kurda's dead, he's been dead for over twelve years. He's dead and he's stuck here, you'll never see him, not even if you die with shame." The words trailed off into the wind and the morning sun.
Lian fell to the ground, letting the sun hit her, piercing her skin. The vampire, vampaneze hybrid cried for someone for the first time in a dozen years. "Kurda..." she whispered. "Why didn't you...Why didn't you just...escape?" Lian dragged herself into a heavily shaded area and remained awake through the day muttering, "Someone say he didn't die."