Note: There is no "previous" to this
story, it's just a fun insert for now, though it will be referred to in
later stories.
Bloody Nights
The sun slowly sank below the horizon and her jewel gave off a faint glow as she changed painlessly into a gargoyle. Kyra put a black bookmark in her novel and went out to feed the wolves, Bronx, and Fang. Her long hair glistened under the moon. The guys were still somewhere outside, she hadn't bothered to ask where they were going the previous night. Angela left to find them when she woke up. Kyra couldn't help but feel a little scared and alone. She had very few fears, being alone in the dark was one of them. She wasn't really alone though... the Xanatoses and Owen were right behind the door and a few yards down the hall.
Nip whined for her dinner as Kyra put the meat in the she-wolf's bowl. Fang sat quietly as Kyra fed the other wolves and gave him a mixture of dog food and ground raw meat, Bronx got the same, with a little more meat than Fang. Perige cried out from a turret and Kyra stepped outside. She tossed a fish stuffed with raw meat in the air and Perige caught it, taking it to
his perch on the roof. After the wolves, Bronx, Fang, and Perige had been fed, Kyra left a note saying that she was at Dulci's river and went to feed her dolphin, Perige followed faithfully.
Later that night, Goliath, Brooklyn, and the other gargoyles returned to the castle, greeted happily by the dogs and wolves. Elisa came up just as Broadway found the note, read it to the others, and Goliath began to worry.
"Kyra usually feeds the animals right after sunset, Dulci must have been fed and played with by now." he said with concern.
"Relax Goliath, you know Kyra loses track of time down there." Elisa said calmly. "She loves to swim with that dolphin."
"I don't know Elisa, it's been nearly an hour since sunset, she should be back now." Brooklyn said worriedly. He hated it when Kyra was missing. Phalog was out there and he probably hadn't given up at trying for her. Kyra was the best female warrior, minus her apparent battlelust. That was a serious fault when clan competition was involved.
"She's probably on her way home right this minute." Elisa replied.
"Should I go check?" Angela asked.
"No, you'd probably miss each other." Goliath answered.
Just then, Kyra landed. Nip and Fang ran over nearly drowning her in sloppy licks and practically smothering her with nuzzles. "Enough you two. Jeez, I can't breathe down here!" she exclaimed.
"Where have you...?" Goliath began, then saw the dark red stain on her right side, she had to be hurt pretty bad if he could see a bloodstain on such dark clothes. "Kyra, you've been hurt!"
"What happened?" Brooklyn asked.
"Demona happened." Kyra sighed angrily, examining the wound, she hadn't really gotten a good look at it before.
"Kyra, no lazer could do that!" Elisa said.
"That's because a lazer didn't do this. I was in an air fight with Demona, broke free and crashed into an antenna, it sliced my arm!" she replied and held up her still bleeding arm.
"Better get that bandaged fast, before you lose too much blood." Hudson told her.
"First we clean off the blood so we can see how big the cut is." Elisa said and went in for a pail of water. She came out soon after, "Here Kyra, put your arm in here."
Kyra obeyed without reluctance and soon the blood washed away. When she took her arm out, the water was no longer crystalline, it was a sickly red tint. Even the wolves refused to go near the pail. Kyra felt nauseated, she hated the sight of blood. The cut wasn't as bad as the bleeding made it look, it was only about three inches down her inner forearm, no tendons or ligaments had been torn, and her muscles were intact. Still, Elisa bandaged it tightly to keep out infection. The pale white bandage contrasted terribly with Kyra's dark clothes and black hair, but it was better than no bandage at all. Kyra was allowed to go outside again afterwards. The bandage still leaked blood once in a while, but not enough to be serious, just a few drops.
Meanwhile, a new resident of Manhattan Island was preparing to get his dinner as the sun threw its last rays through his window.
The next day, Kyra heard some people talking about a missing girl, she checked the paper and the story was right on the cover. It was a simple missing child story, but there were some paragraphs that scared her and made her realize that it wasn't just a simple missing child story after all: The alleged missing child was last seen walking down by the river side. She had a pale complexion, dark hair and was nearly seventeen.
That was a perfect description of Kyra! Could the missing child be Kirstie? No, Kirstie was at school the day before. The next paragraphs read:
"The girl was see twice, once before sunset on Thursday, and once on Friday night. According to witnesses, on Thursday, she seemed sickly and paler than before, the next day, the girl had strangely disappeared." Gulp! Talk about creepy! Kyra couldn't believe it!
"Police are baffled. The public has started to panic and create vampire rumors. Experts have tried to calm the public with facts pointing to another cause of disappearance, but none have been found."
Kyra was worried. Could there really be a vampire here? she thought and shook the idea right out of her head. Vampires were mythical creatures, not at all to even be considered as existing things. Still, all the evidence pointed to one, and Kyra had reason to give herself worry.
Months before she met the gargoyles, there were wild rumors about living creatures that resembled stone gargoyles, naturally, Kyra thought these to be false, until they were on the news. Then Kyra met and later on became a gargoyle. Could the same thing happen with the vampire scare? The clan had to know about it. Kyra knew Elisa wouldn't tell them unless it was a major problem, so she would have to herself.
That night, Kyra planned to bring Angela and the guys the article about the missing teen, but she was held up by a certain bothersome female gargoyle that refused to let her get away. Demona had a way of always showing up and picking on Kyra just when she was in a hurry!
Oh well, she thought as she made her way home from the battle, at least it wasn't Phalog, I'll just tell the others tomorrow night, I've barely got time to land before sunrise now.
Over the next three weeks, two more teen girls and four teen boys had disappeared, all six of them after sunset. There was a pattern forming, first a boy had disappeared, then, a week later, a girl, the next week, it was a boy, then another girl, then another boy, then another girl, and lastly, another boy. If the pattern stuck, then a girl would be next to disappear, and it would happen by Saturday.
The police affirmed that the teens were being kidnapped, there were signs of struggle at most of the places the kids were last seen at. Goliath didn't like Kyra being outside with the disappearing teen scare, but she assured him that the kids turned missing well after dark, when she was practically unconquerable. He was still skeptical, but allowed her to go out.
Of all the gargoyles, Brooklyn was the most concerned for Kyra's safety. She was his best friend since they met, and they had enough problems with Phalog, Micheal, and Demona. Teens disappearing was one more thing he didn't like to worry about. But he couldn't help her if she was kidnapped, because the teens weren't just being kidnapped, something else had happened to all seven of them, something horrible and practically incurable. It was incurable by all but one thing, that is, but it was too late to give it to five of them.
Fang walked faithfully beside Kyra that day. He was spending a lot of time with her now, especially since Nip turned on him suddenly. Everything seemed fine that day, except for the strong pungent aroma of garlic. It seemed like everyone in the city was on the stuff! Kyra didn't take the vampire rumors very seriously, all she did was wear a silver cross necklace, it glistened in the bright sunlight.
Suddenly, Fang let out a deep throaty growl, it almost scared Kyra to death. Fang hadn't even growled like that during the first time she saw him fighting with Nip under Mikey's orders, something big was out there, something big that he didn't like.
The new resident of the city, Kenny Dagger, was walking on the other side of the street, he spotted Fang, then the chain leash... and Kyra on the other end of it. My, isn't she a cute little thing? Kenny thought, Just the sort of girl I've been looking for. A gnawing thirst began to form within him, it cut off and his eyes narrowed as the silver cross caught his eye. The glimmer it set off set him off and walking, he didn't want to get too close to her now. He couldn't anyway, not with the pure silver holy talisman hanging around her neck.
Fang continued to let out his warning growl, but a little weaker than before. He could sense the boy would not be coming near Kyra for now, and that made him happy. After Kenny was out of sight, Fang let out a sharp bark and wagged his tail. He had done his job well, he saved Kyra from the existing evil.
The next night, Kyra decided to go undercover and see what was happening to all the teenagers. Goliath protested constantly, but she put her foot down. Even Goliath couldn't keep her in if she wanted to go out, and he knew it. Kyra was going to check out the streets and see if she could catch the kidnapper. Goliath insisted that she at least take one of the wolves
with her for protection. Nip came, Fang whined and begged to go, but two dogs would be too conspicuous and difficult to control in case of an emergency retreat.
Kyra wore black leggings, a short-sleeved blood red baby-tee, and her favorite denim jacket that night. In her hair was a gorgeous black and gold headband, only the shimmering golden threads showed. Instead of the cross, she wore her jewel to keep her human form. Nip walked obediently at her heels, never straying.
As Kyra walked down the same street the first girl had last been seen walking down, she couldn't help but have second thoughts about the investigation, but it was too late. She could feel evil eyes piercing her every step she took. Nip let out the same growl Fang had made that afternoon.
Kenny watched Kyra walk calmly down the cobblestone road with his evil eyes. His pupils were all that showed in his eyes, the green color that had once been there was gone for the night. His brown hair was stylishly mussed.
Kyra had catlike agility and was able to see perfectly in the darkest places. Her gargoyle form could be hidden, but not eliminated. Her ever present defiant glare shone in her eyes, the moonbeams reflected in their bright silver color. Every move she made betrayed her true self, but she didn't care, it warded off trouble-makers. She strolled down the road a little way farther, then heard a noise and stopped abruptly, spinning around towards the source of the sound. She shielded herself and Nip prepared to attack the fierce half human/half animal creature that lunged for Kyra, but everything happened too quickly.
Kyra felt a sharp prick in her neck and thrust her legs up to knock the creature off of her, but before she knew it, she was unconscious on the ground. A small bit of blood dripped from the puncture wounds in her neck.
Nip stayed with her mistress until she regained consciousness. Kyra's neck ached terribly, and the few seconds before she had been bitten were wiped from memory by the venom that now silently moved through her bloodstream. Nip had something in her mouth, gripped tightly between her sharp pointed teeth. Kyra took it; it was a piece of a shirt. The cloth was black, her favorite color, but not in that respect.
By the time Kyra got to the tower, she felt dazed and a little sick. She went straight to her room and fell fast asleep, never realizing that, during her dreams, the vampire venom Kenny had injected with his fangs was going to turn her life into a nightmare.
When she woke up that morning, the venom lay dormant, it would only make itself known during the night. She went down to give the wolves and Fang a treat. Nip was given an extra treat, Kyra didn't remember everything that happened the previous night, but the black cloth that Nip had given her was an excellent clue, one she wasn't sure she wanted. Kyra checked herself in her mirror up in her room, there was a small bruise surrounding twin puncture marks right over the right side of her throat, the final, and only clue she really needed to tell her what happened. She knew that if Elisa or Xanatos saw those they would tell Goliath, then she wouldn't be able to go outside, and she'd never get the vampire.
Kyra took out her ponytail with one flick of her hand and watched as some of her ultralong ebony hair fell over the marks. Satisfied with the "cover-up", she took Fang outside to see if he could recognize the vampire's day form again, it had to be the vampire Fang was growling at that day, but Kenny's scent had changed, after feeding he was just a normal human. Vampires could go outside during the day, but only in human form, their true selves would perish with the first beam of sunlight that hit them, at least by what the books said. If they did any day hunting, it would be in human form.
Everything had happened so quickly that Kyra couldn't even remember what the vampire looked like, even though she walked right by him. Kenny smiled as she strolled across the street, not even taking a second look at him. Since his scent had changed, and Fang never really saw him, Fang kept quiet.
Kenny glared at the girl's form after she was a little farther away, Kyra was slender, but muscular at the same time. He found that out the hard way. When he had attacked her the previous night, her wolf-dog had leaped at him, but she only got away with a bit of his shirt. Just as he had forced the girl to the ground and bitten her, she'd groaned and threw her legs up at him, knocking him completely off her, and leaving him with a terrible ache in his stomach and a little lower that was nearly over, but not completely.
Kyra's energy and strength was a problem for Kenny as long as she was in control of herself. It was a fine trait for a gargoyle, which was why she was such a good warrior, unfortunately, it was also good for a vampire. That girl would serve nicely as my final warrior, Kenny thought, she's just the kind of girl I need to get victims for the others.
Of course Kyra had no idea that the first bite eliminated all memory of who Kenny really was, she also didn't know that the venom was weakening her immune system so the next bite would be able to turn her into a vampire. Not a full one, only a "semi-vampire". Sharp fangs would appear, and a thirst for blood would gnaw within her, but she could only keep control of it until the third and final bite, then even Brooklyn would not be safe from her.
The next night, everything was going fine, Kyra was about to leave to track the vampire again, Fang went with her this time, he would remember the vampire's scent. Kyra absentmindedly swept her hair back, and caught herself, sweeping it back before anyone saw the wound, but someone had seen it, two someones. Brooklyn and Lexington noticed the red marks just as Kyra swept her hair back over them and left.
"Hey Lex, did you see that?" Brooklyn asked.
"I'm not sure I even know what I saw, let alone if I even saw it!" Lexington answered.
"See what?" Goliath asked.
"Nothing." The two boys answered, there was no reason to get Goliath worried. It was only one set. If there were two sets of marks, then Kyra would be a mild threat, three sets or none after the second could mean real trouble. They decided to follow her, just in case the vampire attempted, or worse, succeeded in biting her again. She walked down the same street as the previous night, Fang growled lightly, the vampire was nearby.
"Easy boy." she told him warily. She didn't want to scare the vampire away, or she'd never catch him. Of course, he wouldn't catch her either.
Brooklyn and Lex landed silently above Kyra. "Are you sure we're going to be able to help Kyra?" Lex asked.
"If we don't try she'll be bitten a second time and we'll all be in trouble." Brooklyn answered.
Kyra looked up, sure that she had heard something, but Brooklyn and Lexington darted to the shadows before she could see them. Suddenly, Fang let out a deep growl. The vampire was coming closer. It was now or never. Kyra put her hand in her pocket and felt for her silver cross, she felt relieved as her fingers traced its shape. She let out a sigh and scratched Fang's black ear. His brown one perked up towards a crate.
The vampire is probably behind it. Kyra thought and swallowed with difficulty the gum she had been chewing. She was subconsciously thinking it would catch in her throat and soak up the venom in case the vampire bit her. Of course it was only wishful thinking, it could never happen.
Kenny was waiting in human form behind the crate. In case the girl ran, he would need a human form to keep up. This is almost too easy, he thought. He chuckled to himself and imagined what Kyra would be like as a vampire.
Brooklyn noticed Kenny and nudged Lexington, "Think we should warn Kyra?" he asked, pointing to the boy.
"No, she wants to catch him. Besides, Fang's probably warned her the guy's there." Lexington answered
Kyra knew the vampire was there, but neither she nor her friends knew that another "vamp" was there. Kenny had brought one of the recruit vampires, a boy, to help him. The boy attacked first, snarling and lunging for Kyra's throat. She recognized him, a sophomore boy from her old high school, Daniel. Kyra ducked and Fang held Daniel off.
Fang could only keep one person away from Kyra. While he was distracted with Daniel, Kenny jumped out of the shadows. Before Brooklyn and Lexington could react, Kenny had gotten Kyra. She felt a sharp familiar prick in her neck and once again, everything went red, then black, the color Kyra once loved, but now she feared.
The last thing Kyra heard was Fang yelp in pain. She went limp immediately after.
Kyra floated in the darkness, fearing every moment of it, the memory of what the second bite would do to her slapped like a wet blanket. She knew that once she awoke, she would no longer be just a warrior, she would be a vamp, just like Daniel. And she still hadn't seen the vampire's face!
When Kyra regained consciousness, she was afraid to open her eyes, afraid to see what had happened to her. For once in her life, she felt true cold fear, and didn't like it. She finally got up enough nerve to look around. Her eyes slowly opened and her neck no longer felt pain, as if she hadn't been bitten at all. She gazed into the dark room, she couldn't see much, the room was dark even for her eyes. She slowly adjusted to the dark and got a good look around.
She walked over to a window with the shade pulled down. Or is the window painted over? she thought, suddenly she felt someone bump her. Someone? Yes, it was a person, or was it? Was it another vamp, come to finish her off? Kyra did the one thing she thought she would never do and screamed in pure fear.
"Whoa, hold it Kyra, it's me!" a familiar voice said calmly.
"Aryce? Is that you?" Kyra asked weakly. Her throat was raw from the bites and her screaming.
"Yes, did he get you too?" Aryce answered.
"Yeah, twice, I'm almost too scared to sneak out." she replied, adding in a normal attitude, "Almost."
"So was I, him too. Kenny hasn't gotten enough time to give us the last bite." Aryce told Kyra, she pointed to a corner, a young teen boy, not any older than fifteen was slouching over against the wall. He almost looked gaunt and drained, so did Aryce. Kyra guessed she did too, but she was wrong. Somehow, Kenny left her just as beautiful as she was before the bite.
"Kenny, eh? Remind me to give 'Kenny' a nice stake. Who's the boy?" Kyra asked.
"That's Aaron Drafters, he was the last boy Kenny got. I was the last girl, until he got you." Aryce answered. "He got Aaron after me."
"He hasn't gotten any of us yet, we can still escape." Kyra told her.
"You'll feel differently after the thirst kicks in and your fangs sprout." Aryce replied.
She reluctantly showed Kyra her teeth, her canines had grown to an inch. "We can't go out in the light because it hurts our eyes... we can't control ourselves." Aryce sounded scared.
"I don't care, I'm getting out of here. I'm sure my friends will help us find a cure." Kyra said.
"What friends?" Aryce asked, "Kirstie and Keisha can't do anything about this."
Kyra had forgotten that Aryce was the only friend that didn't know about the gargoyles. "Oh, I have other friends that can." she told her. "Friends that know about things like this."
"Who?" Aryce asked.
"Never mind, you'll find out." Kyra answered and looked in her satchel, the silver cross was gone. Kyra had thrust it out as Kenny attacked, but he knocked it out of her hand. She felt a little better about it knowing that he probably had a burn on his hand from the silver.
Kyra still had a rope, her jewel, and the chain leash with a leather handle to keep the leash from pinching. Where's Fang? The thought suddenly raced into her mind. Had he been killed, or did he go home to get help?
Brooklyn and Lex were horrified by the battle below them. Kyra had tried to fight Kenny away, but failed, and they knew she had paid for it. Blood had stained the street, Fang's blood. Daniel had tried to kill him, but Brooklyn saved him, by then Kyra was unconscious. She had no idea that Brooklyn and Lexington had seen everything. She also didn't know that they
had followed Kenny and Daniel after taking Fang home to rest and heal his injuries. They were right on the roof of the building next to Kenny's shelter.
Later in the day, probably around noon, Kyra began to feel weakened and sick. The new bite marks on her throat tingled, and her mouth hurt a little. She felt a little scared and worried. She didn't know what was happening, but she did know she wasn't liking it. She opened her mouth and felt the front of her teeth, she had fangs. Fortunately, she did not need blood yet, if that occurred, rescue would have been impossible.
Kyra heard the door open and shielded herself from whatever might walk through it. She let out a hiss and snarled, it surprised her, even scared her a little bit. I never sounded like that before, even as a gargoyle, she thought.
Kenny came in, Aryce and Aaron kept as far away from him as they could, they didn't trust him. Of course Kyra didn't know the boy, but he looked friendly, he was still in human form, and looked like a regular kid that accidentally wandered in. This added to her trust, all the vamps she had seen walk by looked completely drained, she couldn't see their eyes because of the sunglasses, this boy wasn't wearing shades. Of course she had forgotten that it was very dark in the room and Kenny didn't need to shade his eyes.
Kenny led Kyra out of the room, the brightness surprised her! He gave her sunglasses and wore a pair himself, then took her to another darkened room. Kyra took off the shades with relief, even with the tinted glasses, the sunlight was giving her a headache. He removed his sunglasses and revealed the darkest, most gorgeous eyes she'd ever seen. They seemed distant, as though they were focusing on something else.
Kenny finally looked at Kyra after checking the room for anything that would disturb him. He stared deeply into her eyes, she couldn't help but look back at him. His eyes seemed so hollow, like tunnels that beckoned her to peer closer. She couldn't take her eyes off him. She had forgotten that vampires had the power to put reluctant victims under their power to bite them. Kyra was Kenny's prisoner, held captive by his black piercing stare. She felt relaxed, as if every muscle in her body had given up on struggling and only bones held her up.
Kenny was holding her arms, to keep her standing. Kenny smiled an evil grin, she was under his power and could do nothing about what he was about to do next. He lifted a hand to her chin and tilted her head back as gently and softly as he could, any sudden movement would break his spell. The sun set below the horizon as Kenny bared his fangs and slowly moved in for the final bite. His fangs were less than an inch from Kyra's neck when a terrible commotion sounded outside the door. Kyra came half out of the spell, but was in too deep to completely come out of it without help.
Kenny sat Kyra down on a chair and went outside, grabbing his sunglasses. He opened the door to see two winged warriors fighting back his five pure vampires. Brooklyn and Lexington had come to the rescue. He also noticed two near vampires that fought with them, Aryce and Aaron. Brooklyn fought his way to Kenny.
"What have you done to Kyra?" Brooklyn demanded.
"You mean the pretty black haired girl in there?" Kenny asked unconcernedly, "Nothing... yet."
Brooklyn could no longer hold back his anger. He jumped at Kenny, knocking him away from the door, and rushed in to see if Kyra was all right.
The sudden movement and the presence of a friend brought Kyra out of the spell. She was still weak from Kenny's mesmerism spell, but no blood trickled from a new wound. She had only been bitten twice and was safe. She gradually came to and recognized him.
"Brooklyn!" she smiled happily, exposing the new fangs, but her eyes echoed the smile, warming it. Brooklyn could see that her warm personality was still there, behind the deadly fangs. She still had control and would not hurt him, even though without blood she might perish in a few weeks.
Brooklyn wasn't about to let his friend die, so he and Lex got Kyra, Aryce, and Aaron up to the castle and told the others what happened. On the way Brooklyn explained that he recognized Aryce from seeing them together some nights when Kyra stayed human and let the girl out, telling her he was Kyra's friend. She had told him that Kenny had taken Kyra to another room.
Elisa started looking for cures in Kyra's vampire books. Anything that was constant would probably work. The only cure the kids had a chance of living through was to give them all mega doses of garlic while they wore something silver, which Kyra hated, but she'd rather be sick than dead.
Time passed slowly, Kyra didn't like the taste of garlic, more because she was semi-vampire than just because it was bitter. She was getting better, but still felt weak every once in a while.
Kyra went up to her room and made a little poster. She used black poster board and red marker to write the poem: Bit you once, Bit you twice, One more bite and you pay the price. She drew a vampire's face, hollow eyes and red lips, white fangs drawn with chalk and dripping in red marker blood. Kyra giggled a little, the picture reminded her of Demona!
Kyra put up the poster to remind herself to stay clear of Kenny, and because it looked pretty cool.
She was glad Demona never found out about the vamp problem, if she had, Kyra would've been in a lot of trouble! She was weak for the whole week (no homonym intended), but she could feel the fangs shrinking every time she ate garlic. The taste made her shudder, not from the taste, but the vampire in her just didn't like losing.
Kyra had to miss a treatment because she was so weak Elisa was worried the garlic would kill her. Nothing happened, after a few hours, she felt better and made up for the missing treatment on her own. Goliath was glad Kyra was making the infection die by herself. It proved she was mature and good at making the right decisions. She needed the garlic in her blood twenty-four hours a day or she would be in danger of losing to the venom.
Kyra knew Brooklyn cared about her, they all did. But he wasn't taking any chances, until the venom was totally out of her body he was leaving her alone. She had a few flare-ups because of the venom forcing her body to reject the garlic, but antibodies she had from a recent booster shot built up her immune system and soon the flare-ups were gone for good.
Brooklyn started staying near her longer, but he kept away from her mouth and kept his eyes on the fangs. Kyra didn't resent him for it, she knew she was unpredictable at the moment, even she didn't know what she might do. One minute she would feel sick and too weak to stand, then the next she would seem perfectly healthy.
The venom was trying to trick Kyra into thinking she was winning so she would quit using garlic, but she was too smart to fall for that. She seemed perfectly fine for a whole week, but she knew the venom was still in there and kept up the garlic doses. The next week, the venom was fighting again, but weaker this time. Kyra was winning, and in a few weeks she would be normal.
Of course Kyra would never be perfectly normal, she would never be the same. She had learned an important lesson, not to trust anyone unless they show trust as well. She had foolishly trusted Kenny without knowing a thing about him, and because of that had nearly lost her friends and the one thing that made her special: her warm personality. Kyra couldn't stand to see anyone hurt, even an enemy.
Even if Micheal was in danger that he couldn't get out of, Kyra would save him. She'd hate herself for it later, but she'd do it. The same thing went for Demona, even Phalog. If someone was in trouble, Kyra helped them, it was her way. If they didn't
understand why, that was their problem.
A few weeks later, Kyra still seemed weak, but the infection of vampire venom was dying off fast, so she was allowed out. Everyone thought the troubles were over, they still hadn't learned. All predatory creatures are opportunists, if there's a weakness in something, it's considered prey, and Kyra was still prey in Kenny's opinion.
The garlic was making the infection weak, but it also made Kyra weak since the infection had attached to some of her cells, the garlic was killing them as well as the venom. Aryce and Aaron were bitten long before Kyra and the infection had spread in them, they would be stuck with it much longer than Kyra, but they were good friends and stuck it out together. Aryce and Aaron had even become boyfriend/girlfriend.
Aryce had always been so shy, Kyra never knew her to like boys enough to talk to them, yet two weeks after she got into the horrible mess, she got a boyfriend! Kyra understood why, Aaron was kind of cute, for a human boy. Not to be prejudice, but her gargoyle side saw nothing in him. Neither did her human side, mainly because he was Aryce's. Kyra was not like
Gina, once a boy was attached to a girl, she barely even looked at him.
Aaron had short flame red hair and freckles. He was about 5' 3", Aryce's height, and only fifteen. Another reason Kyra stayed away.
Kyra was walking down to Central Park with Nip running ahead. It was the middle of the night, so there wasn't much to worry about in the sense of being seen.
Kyra was getting tense, she worried about what might be out there, or who. Was Kenny trying to get her again? Suddenly, Kyra felt sick again. She called Nip over and leaned on her, the wolf whined knowingly, somehow, the flare-ups were happening again. Kyra was in no condition to be attacked, so as soon as she started to feel better, she ran back to the tower. She told Goliath about the flare-up and he told her to stay up in the tower for a few days. Kyra didn't disagree, for once.
Once she felt good enough to try the outside thing again, Kyra took Fang out. She felt an evil presence and called him over. Fang growled uncertainly, he knew there was evil near. Suddenly, the wind shifted, and the scent of the intruder filled Fang's nostrils, he growled much more deeply, and Kenny came into view, smiling wickedly. Kyra was about to attack, when another flare-up hit, it was stronger than the first one, and weakened her. It lasted longer too, before she knew it, she had passed out from extreme exhaustion.
When Kyra awoke, she still had a bit of flare up remaining, she gave in and bit the piece of flesh between her thumb and forefinger. She gently chewed it, not wanting to break the skin and draw blood, that would help the attack of venom.
She looked around after the flare-up passed, her hand was red and sore, but it was better than exposing fangs and drinking herself. Her teeth were sharp again, something made the venom get stronger, but what was it? When she was unconscious, did Kenny bite again?
She felt her neck and sighed, no bite marks. It was just Kenny's presence that influenced the venom. She knew she was stuck in a room. It was the middle of the day when she awoke, she could tell because she was human and not wearing the jewel. The weird thing was the room was pure black! There was no trace of sunlight.
Kyra was in Kenny's lair again. She was grateful for there being no light, if her teeth were fangs again, then her eyes would not like sunlight. She looked for a door, and found it. She tried the door, but it was locked, she guessed that she would not be released until she was bitten for the third and final time.
She looked in the satchel, but had failed to remember the cross when she left the tower. She put her jewel on and hoped the Spirit of Life would keep her mortal.
Luckily, she had about two pounds of garlic running in her system, she had gotten used to the taste and put garlic powder on popcorn, fish, anything that could have salt put on it. If Kenny bit her, he would regret it, he'd either die or puke until sunrise! Ok, maybe not any of that, but she would not be a vampire.
Kyra knew she was in trouble if he waited any longer than two days before he bit her, by then the garlic would be gone, and her blood would be pure enough for him to drink. Thinking of blood made her weak again, she bit her hand instinctively, but it didn't work, she needed blood. She kept her jewel on to keep her human side after the sun had set. No need to let that secret out of the bag.
Kenny was waiting for Kyra to weaken a little more, he knew what she was capable of, and didn't want to take a chance. He also knew any garlic in her was wearing off, it couldn't work forever, the only way she could kill off all the venom was to drink a little blood with just enough garlic in it that it wouldn't kill her--and it couldn't be hers--before she was bitten the final time. He would make sure to bite her before she could do that, knowing her friends would find out about the cure and save her, or rather they would try to.
Finally, he got tired of waiting and decided to bite her, without getting blood, just injecting venom. Her blood would dry up after she was bitten anyway. He walked down the hall, two vamps guarded a door at the end of the hall, the door led to the room she was in. He motioned for them to leave, they did so, going out to find victims, they were getting thirsty. When Kenny came in, Kyra averted her eyes to the floor.
She was wise to him, she knew not to look in his eyes. She'd learned quickly that hypnotism was his source of persuasive power, but Kenny was clever. He came closer, Kyra kept her eyes down, knowing that he could move her head if she simply looked away. He spoke, his voice soothing and convincing. She knew he was trying to get her to look at him.
"What's the matter, Kyra, getting thirsty?" he asked. She didn't answer, afraid to show weakness, but he knew she was succumbing to the venom by now. "Don't play dumb, I know you're getting weaker, and I know something you don't, if you don't get blood within two weeks of today, you'll die. That kind of stuff isn't written in books, it's something I was told before I was bit the final time, and it's something I'm telling you right now, do you know what that means?" he asked.
"Yes, but I won't let you." Kyra answered strongly, "I won't let you come near me."
"Oh, but you will, you lack the knowledge a vampire needs to feed, and you need to drink soon. Only when you are converted will you know what you need." Kenny replied softly. He touched her arm. Kyra shivered at the touch of unwanted hands, or was it something else?
Could Kenny be stronger at persuading victims than she thought, was she falling into his spell? She had another feeling that she hated herself for thinking of, could Kenny want more than blood? Perhaps he'd gotten lonely during his immortal time.
Kyra suddenly remembered that she was part vampire, at least for the moment, and probably had the same power, but was it stronger than his? She knew her willpower was the strongest of all the humans and gargoyles she knew, but was it stronger than a vampire's?
She decided to test it, she slowly lifted her head and smiled, locking her eyes with his. She gazed angrily into his deep black pupils. He stared back with a calm look, the staring contest went on for about an hour. At least it seemed to be, and Kyra wasn't doing anything, but he was. She gave up and tried to avert her eyes, but she was trapped.
"Stop it!" she cried out, irritated that she couldn't beat him.
He averted his gaze slightly, and smiled more than faintly. Obviously pleased that he could easily intimidate her. Kyra turned away and scowled.
"Fine, you don't have to co-operate. Just remember, the venom is eating you up." Kenny reminded her smoothly.
"Just shut your fangs." she snapped, flashing her own fangs.
He laughed evily, "You haven't got much choice, Kyra, sooner or later you'll have to bite. I can get you blood." Kyra turned to face him.
"Not that way, I won't attack innocent people." she answered curtly.
"You'd better watch that smart little attitude of yours, or I might change my mind and make you my slave with a third bite, just like them." he pointed out the door as two girls walked by, their eyes were sunken and their skin was even paler than Kyra's, they looked... dead.
Kyra cringed involuntarily. She couldn't picture herself like that, or rather, she didn't want to. "You mean you weren't going to?" she asked cautiously, it could be a trick.
"Of course not, you just saw what the third bite does, why rob the world of such beauty?" he answered, holding her chin delicately. She took her chin out of his hand quickly, in case he tried to tilt it.
"Cut the romance, pal. I've got friends, and they're going to come rescue me." she replied smartly.
"Your impertinence is your worst feature, Kyra." Kenny said in a manner she didn't quite get. Was he joking, or upset by it?
Kyra waited a while, for his reaction to her silence, then spoke, "I imagine the girls you converted were quite lovely. One even looked a little like me from the description in the news. Why didn't you save their looks?" she asked curiously.
"Simple, the girl you mentioned did look a lot like you, but she wasn't you." he answered briefly, she gave him a confused look.
"What do you mean she wasn't me?" she asked sourly.
"You are a very famous girl, I heard a rumor in the gang nearby that you could put Helen of Troy's beauty to shame. I had to see for myself, and the rumor was wrong."
"Hey!" Kyra exclaimed, shocked by his words.
"I don't mean it like that, what I mean is that you're even more beautiful than a goddess." he caught himself.
"I practically am one." she replied, it wasn't a vain remark, it was the truth. "I have such strong magic that lazers cannot harm me, and I'm too fast for anything else to get me. I'm as immortal as you, except I will die, but in a couple centuries."
"Centuries!" Kenny exclaimed.
"What, you didn't know?" Kyra asked, "Mikey must've left that out of the rumors." she muttered, just loud enough for him to hear. Her worst habit was egging people on about a secret and not telling them.
"Left what out?" Kenny asked, very interested.
"Oh, nothing." she said smoothly, "Just that I'm not pure human, only half."
"Oh, really, and what's the other half of you, wolf?" Kenny asked, referring to her pets.
"No, gargoyle." she answered curtly.
"No wonder your blood tasted strange. No matter, there was enough human blood to satisfy me." Kenny shrugged it off, "Now, speaking of blood, if you don't want to bite anyone, then how do you think you'll get any of the ruby nectar?" he asked.
"I don't know, from a blood bank or something." Kyra answered unsurely.
Kenny let out a cruel laugh, "What, you're going to go up to a teller and ask for a withdrawal?" he joked. He threw back his head and laughed again.
"Just shut your fangs, Kenny. I'll think of a way, but I won't kill or convert someone doing it." Kyra snapped. He looked surprised that she reacted to his joke with such curtness.
"Gee, what happened to your sense of humor?" he asked, getting a little serious, but not much.
"I don't really have one. It only reacts to my friends." she answered coolly and turned away.
"You should know better than to turn your back on a vampire." Kenny hissed, his fangs slid down as he walked over to her, he stopped just two inches from her. Kyra could feel his breath on her neck.
"Don't try it." she warned.
"What are you going to do?" Kenny asked, "I don't see any stakes or crosses on you." she turned to face him.
"Maybe not, but I'm full of garlic." she answered with a smirk. Her smile broadened as his face fell and he scowled, visibly disappointed. Unfortunately, he was tricking her.
"I guess I'll just inject venom, I don't have to take blood when I bite you." he answered, lifting his mouth in a cruel smile.
"I forgot about that." she backed away in fear as he advanced.
"I could put just enough in you that you are under my control, but your looks remain." Kenny said as he thought of how to attack, "Or I could just kill you by letting your blood drain away."
"You wouldn't." Kyra called his bluff. He grabbed her arm, she then noticed his inhuman strength.
"And why not?" he asked, "You're of no use to me if you won't drink, but I guess you'll have to drink if you're under my control, won't you?" he pulled her over and forced her head back, he dug his fangs in and injected just enough venom to make her fall into his permanent power. She went unconscious in his arms and collapsed to the floor weakly.
The door burst open, there was no light, the sun had set some time ago. Brooklyn and Lexington were on the other side of the door.
"What have you done to her?" Brooklyn demanded, looking down at Kyra.
A vamp ran behind him to attack, he swept his tail, tripping the vamp. She fell to the floor, chipping a centimeter off her right incisor. The crash of the girl falling brought Kyra back into consciousness.
"She'll be fine." Kenny said smugly, looking at the vamp, he then turned to Brooklyn and snarled, "You're too late, I've bitten her, she's mine." Kyra looked up, unnoticed by either Brooklyn, Lex, or Kenny.
While Kenny's back was turned, she took her jewel off and turned silently to a gargoyle. She jumped behind him and knocked him away from Brooklyn with pure strength before he could attack. Kyra smiled at Brooklyn, keeping her teeth covered, she didn't like showing them.
"Kyra, I thought he gave you the third dose of venom." Brooklyn replied.
"He did, but the garlic in me killed it off immediately, that stuff didn't have a chance." Kyra said, smiling at Kenny like a child that's just gotten something an older sibling wanted. "I know the permanent cure for the venom, but it's going to be hard."
"Well, let's get home, then you can tell us and we'll see what we can do." Brooklyn said and led her out of the room, "Vamps are guarding every door. The only way out is up, feel strong enough to climb the walls?"
"No." she answered truthfully, holding her head. She was getting a headache.
"Then hang on." Brooklyn replied and Kyra obeyed. He carried her up the wall and Lex followed. After they were outside, the wind in her face made Kyra feel much better, most of her sickness was from being inside all day. She glided home with Brooklyn and Lexington right behind her. She could feel the fangs shrinking, being away from Kenny helped her control the infection again.
Once they got home she went up to her room and had a bowl of popcorn with three cups of garlic powder in it, she felt normal afterwards. Later that night she told Goliath about what she'd overheard Kenny saying to himself before he came in. "Too bad she doesn't know that all she needs is a little blood with garlic in it."
"That could be the cure!" Angela said excitedly.
"I guess we can't use Kyra's blood, right?" Brooklyn asked.
"Probably." Goliath answered.
"Only a vamp would know." Kyra replied. "And I am not asking one."
"Wait, can Kyra still be cured?" Elisa asked. "Maybe the venom's been in there too long."
"No, I think the treatment saved me." she answered.
"Well, I guess we can use the blood left in the pail when the water dehydrated for Aryce and Aaron." Brooklyn said. "If the blood hasn't dried too badly."
"But what about Kyra, how do we cure her?" Lexington asked.
"We can get blood from one of them with a needle after they're cured." Kyra answered, "Now let's hurry, they spent more time without treatment than I did."
Soon after, Aryce and Aaron were back to normal and Elisa extracted an ounce of blood from Aryce's arm, she volunteered for it. After Kyra took the blood, she immediately looked and felt much better. A week later, she was back to normal, she even had a blood test taken and there was no trace of venom in her blood. Kyra was safe, finally safe! The best part was, the three of them were now immune to becoming vampires. Kyra wore her silver cross from then on, to keep Kenny away.
I know, cheesy and tre' cliche'd but I was bored and inspired by a few novels I'd read... ; If you have any better ideas send them to
Bloody Nights
Kyra was sitting up in her room, reading her
newest vampire novel, it just came out that day. The title was "Blood and
Breath", the two things a vampire had none of within, and it was by far
the best horror book she'd ever read! Kyra was enthralled with the subject
of vampires. The fearsome undead demons interested her in the point that
she could barely believe
anything on earth could be so evil, Demona looked like the nicest thing
on earth compared to some of the night creatures.
However, Kyra would soon find out just how evil
a vampire could be, and how powerful.
The sun slowly sank below the horizon and her jewel gave off a faint glow as she changed painlessly into a gargoyle. Kyra put a black bookmark in her novel and went out to feed the wolves, Bronx, and Fang. Her long hair glistened under the moon. The guys were still somewhere outside, she hadn't bothered to ask where they were going the previous night. Angela left to find them when she woke up. Kyra couldn't help but feel a little scared and alone. She had very few fears, being alone in the dark was one of them. She wasn't really alone though... the Xanatoses and Owen were right behind the door and a few yards down the hall.
Nip whined for her dinner as Kyra put the meat in the she-wolf's bowl. Fang sat quietly as Kyra fed the other wolves and gave him a mixture of dog food and ground raw meat, Bronx got the same, with a little more meat than Fang. Perige cried out from a turret and Kyra stepped outside. She tossed a fish stuffed with raw meat in the air and Perige caught it, taking it to
his perch on the roof. After the wolves, Bronx, Fang, and Perige had been fed, Kyra left a note saying that she was at Dulci's river and went to feed her dolphin, Perige followed faithfully.
Later that night, Goliath, Brooklyn, and the other gargoyles returned to the castle, greeted happily by the dogs and wolves. Elisa came up just as Broadway found the note, read it to the others, and Goliath began to worry.
"Kyra usually feeds the animals right after sunset, Dulci must have been fed and played with by now." he said with concern.
"Relax Goliath, you know Kyra loses track of time down there." Elisa said calmly. "She loves to swim with that dolphin."
"I don't know Elisa, it's been nearly an hour since sunset, she should be back now." Brooklyn said worriedly. He hated it when Kyra was missing. Phalog was out there and he probably hadn't given up at trying for her. Kyra was the best female warrior, minus her apparent battlelust. That was a serious fault when clan competition was involved.
"She's probably on her way home right this minute." Elisa replied.
"Should I go check?" Angela asked.
"No, you'd probably miss each other." Goliath answered.
Just then, Kyra landed. Nip and Fang ran over nearly drowning her in sloppy licks and practically smothering her with nuzzles. "Enough you two. Jeez, I can't breathe down here!" she exclaimed.
"Where have you...?" Goliath began, then saw the dark red stain on her right side, she had to be hurt pretty bad if he could see a bloodstain on such dark clothes. "Kyra, you've been hurt!"
"What happened?" Brooklyn asked.
"Demona happened." Kyra sighed angrily, examining the wound, she hadn't really gotten a good look at it before.
"Kyra, no lazer could do that!" Elisa said.
"That's because a lazer didn't do this. I was in an air fight with Demona, broke free and crashed into an antenna, it sliced my arm!" she replied and held up her still bleeding arm.
"Better get that bandaged fast, before you lose too much blood." Hudson told her.
"First we clean off the blood so we can see how big the cut is." Elisa said and went in for a pail of water. She came out soon after, "Here Kyra, put your arm in here."
Kyra obeyed without reluctance and soon the blood washed away. When she took her arm out, the water was no longer crystalline, it was a sickly red tint. Even the wolves refused to go near the pail. Kyra felt nauseated, she hated the sight of blood. The cut wasn't as bad as the bleeding made it look, it was only about three inches down her inner forearm, no tendons or ligaments had been torn, and her muscles were intact. Still, Elisa bandaged it tightly to keep out infection. The pale white bandage contrasted terribly with Kyra's dark clothes and black hair, but it was better than no bandage at all. Kyra was allowed to go outside again afterwards. The bandage still leaked blood once in a while, but not enough to be serious, just a few drops.
Meanwhile, a new resident of Manhattan Island was preparing to get his dinner as the sun threw its last rays through his window.
The next day, Kyra heard some people talking about a missing girl, she checked the paper and the story was right on the cover. It was a simple missing child story, but there were some paragraphs that scared her and made her realize that it wasn't just a simple missing child story after all: The alleged missing child was last seen walking down by the river side. She had a pale complexion, dark hair and was nearly seventeen.
That was a perfect description of Kyra! Could the missing child be Kirstie? No, Kirstie was at school the day before. The next paragraphs read:
"The girl was see twice, once before sunset on Thursday, and once on Friday night. According to witnesses, on Thursday, she seemed sickly and paler than before, the next day, the girl had strangely disappeared." Gulp! Talk about creepy! Kyra couldn't believe it!
"Police are baffled. The public has started to panic and create vampire rumors. Experts have tried to calm the public with facts pointing to another cause of disappearance, but none have been found."
Kyra was worried. Could there really be a vampire here? she thought and shook the idea right out of her head. Vampires were mythical creatures, not at all to even be considered as existing things. Still, all the evidence pointed to one, and Kyra had reason to give herself worry.
Months before she met the gargoyles, there were wild rumors about living creatures that resembled stone gargoyles, naturally, Kyra thought these to be false, until they were on the news. Then Kyra met and later on became a gargoyle. Could the same thing happen with the vampire scare? The clan had to know about it. Kyra knew Elisa wouldn't tell them unless it was a major problem, so she would have to herself.
That night, Kyra planned to bring Angela and the guys the article about the missing teen, but she was held up by a certain bothersome female gargoyle that refused to let her get away. Demona had a way of always showing up and picking on Kyra just when she was in a hurry!
Oh well, she thought as she made her way home from the battle, at least it wasn't Phalog, I'll just tell the others tomorrow night, I've barely got time to land before sunrise now.
Over the next three weeks, two more teen girls and four teen boys had disappeared, all six of them after sunset. There was a pattern forming, first a boy had disappeared, then, a week later, a girl, the next week, it was a boy, then another girl, then another boy, then another girl, and lastly, another boy. If the pattern stuck, then a girl would be next to disappear, and it would happen by Saturday.
The police affirmed that the teens were being kidnapped, there were signs of struggle at most of the places the kids were last seen at. Goliath didn't like Kyra being outside with the disappearing teen scare, but she assured him that the kids turned missing well after dark, when she was practically unconquerable. He was still skeptical, but allowed her to go out.
Of all the gargoyles, Brooklyn was the most concerned for Kyra's safety. She was his best friend since they met, and they had enough problems with Phalog, Micheal, and Demona. Teens disappearing was one more thing he didn't like to worry about. But he couldn't help her if she was kidnapped, because the teens weren't just being kidnapped, something else had happened to all seven of them, something horrible and practically incurable. It was incurable by all but one thing, that is, but it was too late to give it to five of them.
Fang walked faithfully beside Kyra that day. He was spending a lot of time with her now, especially since Nip turned on him suddenly. Everything seemed fine that day, except for the strong pungent aroma of garlic. It seemed like everyone in the city was on the stuff! Kyra didn't take the vampire rumors very seriously, all she did was wear a silver cross necklace, it glistened in the bright sunlight.
Suddenly, Fang let out a deep throaty growl, it almost scared Kyra to death. Fang hadn't even growled like that during the first time she saw him fighting with Nip under Mikey's orders, something big was out there, something big that he didn't like.
The new resident of the city, Kenny Dagger, was walking on the other side of the street, he spotted Fang, then the chain leash... and Kyra on the other end of it. My, isn't she a cute little thing? Kenny thought, Just the sort of girl I've been looking for. A gnawing thirst began to form within him, it cut off and his eyes narrowed as the silver cross caught his eye. The glimmer it set off set him off and walking, he didn't want to get too close to her now. He couldn't anyway, not with the pure silver holy talisman hanging around her neck.
Fang continued to let out his warning growl, but a little weaker than before. He could sense the boy would not be coming near Kyra for now, and that made him happy. After Kenny was out of sight, Fang let out a sharp bark and wagged his tail. He had done his job well, he saved Kyra from the existing evil.
The next night, Kyra decided to go undercover and see what was happening to all the teenagers. Goliath protested constantly, but she put her foot down. Even Goliath couldn't keep her in if she wanted to go out, and he knew it. Kyra was going to check out the streets and see if she could catch the kidnapper. Goliath insisted that she at least take one of the wolves
with her for protection. Nip came, Fang whined and begged to go, but two dogs would be too conspicuous and difficult to control in case of an emergency retreat.
Kyra wore black leggings, a short-sleeved blood red baby-tee, and her favorite denim jacket that night. In her hair was a gorgeous black and gold headband, only the shimmering golden threads showed. Instead of the cross, she wore her jewel to keep her human form. Nip walked obediently at her heels, never straying.
As Kyra walked down the same street the first girl had last been seen walking down, she couldn't help but have second thoughts about the investigation, but it was too late. She could feel evil eyes piercing her every step she took. Nip let out the same growl Fang had made that afternoon.
Kenny watched Kyra walk calmly down the cobblestone road with his evil eyes. His pupils were all that showed in his eyes, the green color that had once been there was gone for the night. His brown hair was stylishly mussed.
Kyra had catlike agility and was able to see perfectly in the darkest places. Her gargoyle form could be hidden, but not eliminated. Her ever present defiant glare shone in her eyes, the moonbeams reflected in their bright silver color. Every move she made betrayed her true self, but she didn't care, it warded off trouble-makers. She strolled down the road a little way farther, then heard a noise and stopped abruptly, spinning around towards the source of the sound. She shielded herself and Nip prepared to attack the fierce half human/half animal creature that lunged for Kyra, but everything happened too quickly.
Kyra felt a sharp prick in her neck and thrust her legs up to knock the creature off of her, but before she knew it, she was unconscious on the ground. A small bit of blood dripped from the puncture wounds in her neck.
Nip stayed with her mistress until she regained consciousness. Kyra's neck ached terribly, and the few seconds before she had been bitten were wiped from memory by the venom that now silently moved through her bloodstream. Nip had something in her mouth, gripped tightly between her sharp pointed teeth. Kyra took it; it was a piece of a shirt. The cloth was black, her favorite color, but not in that respect.
By the time Kyra got to the tower, she felt dazed and a little sick. She went straight to her room and fell fast asleep, never realizing that, during her dreams, the vampire venom Kenny had injected with his fangs was going to turn her life into a nightmare.
When she woke up that morning, the venom lay dormant, it would only make itself known during the night. She went down to give the wolves and Fang a treat. Nip was given an extra treat, Kyra didn't remember everything that happened the previous night, but the black cloth that Nip had given her was an excellent clue, one she wasn't sure she wanted. Kyra checked herself in her mirror up in her room, there was a small bruise surrounding twin puncture marks right over the right side of her throat, the final, and only clue she really needed to tell her what happened. She knew that if Elisa or Xanatos saw those they would tell Goliath, then she wouldn't be able to go outside, and she'd never get the vampire.
Kyra took out her ponytail with one flick of her hand and watched as some of her ultralong ebony hair fell over the marks. Satisfied with the "cover-up", she took Fang outside to see if he could recognize the vampire's day form again, it had to be the vampire Fang was growling at that day, but Kenny's scent had changed, after feeding he was just a normal human. Vampires could go outside during the day, but only in human form, their true selves would perish with the first beam of sunlight that hit them, at least by what the books said. If they did any day hunting, it would be in human form.
Everything had happened so quickly that Kyra couldn't even remember what the vampire looked like, even though she walked right by him. Kenny smiled as she strolled across the street, not even taking a second look at him. Since his scent had changed, and Fang never really saw him, Fang kept quiet.
Kenny glared at the girl's form after she was a little farther away, Kyra was slender, but muscular at the same time. He found that out the hard way. When he had attacked her the previous night, her wolf-dog had leaped at him, but she only got away with a bit of his shirt. Just as he had forced the girl to the ground and bitten her, she'd groaned and threw her legs up at him, knocking him completely off her, and leaving him with a terrible ache in his stomach and a little lower that was nearly over, but not completely.
Kyra's energy and strength was a problem for Kenny as long as she was in control of herself. It was a fine trait for a gargoyle, which was why she was such a good warrior, unfortunately, it was also good for a vampire. That girl would serve nicely as my final warrior, Kenny thought, she's just the kind of girl I need to get victims for the others.
Of course Kyra had no idea that the first bite eliminated all memory of who Kenny really was, she also didn't know that the venom was weakening her immune system so the next bite would be able to turn her into a vampire. Not a full one, only a "semi-vampire". Sharp fangs would appear, and a thirst for blood would gnaw within her, but she could only keep control of it until the third and final bite, then even Brooklyn would not be safe from her.
The next night, everything was going fine, Kyra was about to leave to track the vampire again, Fang went with her this time, he would remember the vampire's scent. Kyra absentmindedly swept her hair back, and caught herself, sweeping it back before anyone saw the wound, but someone had seen it, two someones. Brooklyn and Lexington noticed the red marks just as Kyra swept her hair back over them and left.
"Hey Lex, did you see that?" Brooklyn asked.
"I'm not sure I even know what I saw, let alone if I even saw it!" Lexington answered.
"See what?" Goliath asked.
"Nothing." The two boys answered, there was no reason to get Goliath worried. It was only one set. If there were two sets of marks, then Kyra would be a mild threat, three sets or none after the second could mean real trouble. They decided to follow her, just in case the vampire attempted, or worse, succeeded in biting her again. She walked down the same street as the previous night, Fang growled lightly, the vampire was nearby.
"Easy boy." she told him warily. She didn't want to scare the vampire away, or she'd never catch him. Of course, he wouldn't catch her either.
Brooklyn and Lex landed silently above Kyra. "Are you sure we're going to be able to help Kyra?" Lex asked.
"If we don't try she'll be bitten a second time and we'll all be in trouble." Brooklyn answered.
Kyra looked up, sure that she had heard something, but Brooklyn and Lexington darted to the shadows before she could see them. Suddenly, Fang let out a deep growl. The vampire was coming closer. It was now or never. Kyra put her hand in her pocket and felt for her silver cross, she felt relieved as her fingers traced its shape. She let out a sigh and scratched Fang's black ear. His brown one perked up towards a crate.
The vampire is probably behind it. Kyra thought and swallowed with difficulty the gum she had been chewing. She was subconsciously thinking it would catch in her throat and soak up the venom in case the vampire bit her. Of course it was only wishful thinking, it could never happen.
Kenny was waiting in human form behind the crate. In case the girl ran, he would need a human form to keep up. This is almost too easy, he thought. He chuckled to himself and imagined what Kyra would be like as a vampire.
Brooklyn noticed Kenny and nudged Lexington, "Think we should warn Kyra?" he asked, pointing to the boy.
"No, she wants to catch him. Besides, Fang's probably warned her the guy's there." Lexington answered
Kyra knew the vampire was there, but neither she nor her friends knew that another "vamp" was there. Kenny had brought one of the recruit vampires, a boy, to help him. The boy attacked first, snarling and lunging for Kyra's throat. She recognized him, a sophomore boy from her old high school, Daniel. Kyra ducked and Fang held Daniel off.
Fang could only keep one person away from Kyra. While he was distracted with Daniel, Kenny jumped out of the shadows. Before Brooklyn and Lexington could react, Kenny had gotten Kyra. She felt a sharp familiar prick in her neck and once again, everything went red, then black, the color Kyra once loved, but now she feared.
The last thing Kyra heard was Fang yelp in pain. She went limp immediately after.
Kyra floated in the darkness, fearing every moment of it, the memory of what the second bite would do to her slapped like a wet blanket. She knew that once she awoke, she would no longer be just a warrior, she would be a vamp, just like Daniel. And she still hadn't seen the vampire's face!
When Kyra regained consciousness, she was afraid to open her eyes, afraid to see what had happened to her. For once in her life, she felt true cold fear, and didn't like it. She finally got up enough nerve to look around. Her eyes slowly opened and her neck no longer felt pain, as if she hadn't been bitten at all. She gazed into the dark room, she couldn't see much, the room was dark even for her eyes. She slowly adjusted to the dark and got a good look around.
She walked over to a window with the shade pulled down. Or is the window painted over? she thought, suddenly she felt someone bump her. Someone? Yes, it was a person, or was it? Was it another vamp, come to finish her off? Kyra did the one thing she thought she would never do and screamed in pure fear.
"Whoa, hold it Kyra, it's me!" a familiar voice said calmly.
"Aryce? Is that you?" Kyra asked weakly. Her throat was raw from the bites and her screaming.
"Yes, did he get you too?" Aryce answered.
"Yeah, twice, I'm almost too scared to sneak out." she replied, adding in a normal attitude, "Almost."
"So was I, him too. Kenny hasn't gotten enough time to give us the last bite." Aryce told Kyra, she pointed to a corner, a young teen boy, not any older than fifteen was slouching over against the wall. He almost looked gaunt and drained, so did Aryce. Kyra guessed she did too, but she was wrong. Somehow, Kenny left her just as beautiful as she was before the bite.
"Kenny, eh? Remind me to give 'Kenny' a nice stake. Who's the boy?" Kyra asked.
"That's Aaron Drafters, he was the last boy Kenny got. I was the last girl, until he got you." Aryce answered. "He got Aaron after me."
"He hasn't gotten any of us yet, we can still escape." Kyra told her.
"You'll feel differently after the thirst kicks in and your fangs sprout." Aryce replied.
She reluctantly showed Kyra her teeth, her canines had grown to an inch. "We can't go out in the light because it hurts our eyes... we can't control ourselves." Aryce sounded scared.
"I don't care, I'm getting out of here. I'm sure my friends will help us find a cure." Kyra said.
"What friends?" Aryce asked, "Kirstie and Keisha can't do anything about this."
Kyra had forgotten that Aryce was the only friend that didn't know about the gargoyles. "Oh, I have other friends that can." she told her. "Friends that know about things like this."
"Who?" Aryce asked.
"Never mind, you'll find out." Kyra answered and looked in her satchel, the silver cross was gone. Kyra had thrust it out as Kenny attacked, but he knocked it out of her hand. She felt a little better about it knowing that he probably had a burn on his hand from the silver.
Kyra still had a rope, her jewel, and the chain leash with a leather handle to keep the leash from pinching. Where's Fang? The thought suddenly raced into her mind. Had he been killed, or did he go home to get help?
Brooklyn and Lex were horrified by the battle below them. Kyra had tried to fight Kenny away, but failed, and they knew she had paid for it. Blood had stained the street, Fang's blood. Daniel had tried to kill him, but Brooklyn saved him, by then Kyra was unconscious. She had no idea that Brooklyn and Lexington had seen everything. She also didn't know that they
had followed Kenny and Daniel after taking Fang home to rest and heal his injuries. They were right on the roof of the building next to Kenny's shelter.
Later in the day, probably around noon, Kyra began to feel weakened and sick. The new bite marks on her throat tingled, and her mouth hurt a little. She felt a little scared and worried. She didn't know what was happening, but she did know she wasn't liking it. She opened her mouth and felt the front of her teeth, she had fangs. Fortunately, she did not need blood yet, if that occurred, rescue would have been impossible.
Kyra heard the door open and shielded herself from whatever might walk through it. She let out a hiss and snarled, it surprised her, even scared her a little bit. I never sounded like that before, even as a gargoyle, she thought.
Kenny came in, Aryce and Aaron kept as far away from him as they could, they didn't trust him. Of course Kyra didn't know the boy, but he looked friendly, he was still in human form, and looked like a regular kid that accidentally wandered in. This added to her trust, all the vamps she had seen walk by looked completely drained, she couldn't see their eyes because of the sunglasses, this boy wasn't wearing shades. Of course she had forgotten that it was very dark in the room and Kenny didn't need to shade his eyes.
Kenny led Kyra out of the room, the brightness surprised her! He gave her sunglasses and wore a pair himself, then took her to another darkened room. Kyra took off the shades with relief, even with the tinted glasses, the sunlight was giving her a headache. He removed his sunglasses and revealed the darkest, most gorgeous eyes she'd ever seen. They seemed distant, as though they were focusing on something else.
Kenny finally looked at Kyra after checking the room for anything that would disturb him. He stared deeply into her eyes, she couldn't help but look back at him. His eyes seemed so hollow, like tunnels that beckoned her to peer closer. She couldn't take her eyes off him. She had forgotten that vampires had the power to put reluctant victims under their power to bite them. Kyra was Kenny's prisoner, held captive by his black piercing stare. She felt relaxed, as if every muscle in her body had given up on struggling and only bones held her up.
Kenny was holding her arms, to keep her standing. Kenny smiled an evil grin, she was under his power and could do nothing about what he was about to do next. He lifted a hand to her chin and tilted her head back as gently and softly as he could, any sudden movement would break his spell. The sun set below the horizon as Kenny bared his fangs and slowly moved in for the final bite. His fangs were less than an inch from Kyra's neck when a terrible commotion sounded outside the door. Kyra came half out of the spell, but was in too deep to completely come out of it without help.
Kenny sat Kyra down on a chair and went outside, grabbing his sunglasses. He opened the door to see two winged warriors fighting back his five pure vampires. Brooklyn and Lexington had come to the rescue. He also noticed two near vampires that fought with them, Aryce and Aaron. Brooklyn fought his way to Kenny.
"What have you done to Kyra?" Brooklyn demanded.
"You mean the pretty black haired girl in there?" Kenny asked unconcernedly, "Nothing... yet."
Brooklyn could no longer hold back his anger. He jumped at Kenny, knocking him away from the door, and rushed in to see if Kyra was all right.
The sudden movement and the presence of a friend brought Kyra out of the spell. She was still weak from Kenny's mesmerism spell, but no blood trickled from a new wound. She had only been bitten twice and was safe. She gradually came to and recognized him.
"Brooklyn!" she smiled happily, exposing the new fangs, but her eyes echoed the smile, warming it. Brooklyn could see that her warm personality was still there, behind the deadly fangs. She still had control and would not hurt him, even though without blood she might perish in a few weeks.
Brooklyn wasn't about to let his friend die, so he and Lex got Kyra, Aryce, and Aaron up to the castle and told the others what happened. On the way Brooklyn explained that he recognized Aryce from seeing them together some nights when Kyra stayed human and let the girl out, telling her he was Kyra's friend. She had told him that Kenny had taken Kyra to another room.
Elisa started looking for cures in Kyra's vampire books. Anything that was constant would probably work. The only cure the kids had a chance of living through was to give them all mega doses of garlic while they wore something silver, which Kyra hated, but she'd rather be sick than dead.
Time passed slowly, Kyra didn't like the taste of garlic, more because she was semi-vampire than just because it was bitter. She was getting better, but still felt weak every once in a while.
Kyra went up to her room and made a little poster. She used black poster board and red marker to write the poem: Bit you once, Bit you twice, One more bite and you pay the price. She drew a vampire's face, hollow eyes and red lips, white fangs drawn with chalk and dripping in red marker blood. Kyra giggled a little, the picture reminded her of Demona!
Kyra put up the poster to remind herself to stay clear of Kenny, and because it looked pretty cool.
She was glad Demona never found out about the vamp problem, if she had, Kyra would've been in a lot of trouble! She was weak for the whole week (no homonym intended), but she could feel the fangs shrinking every time she ate garlic. The taste made her shudder, not from the taste, but the vampire in her just didn't like losing.
Kyra had to miss a treatment because she was so weak Elisa was worried the garlic would kill her. Nothing happened, after a few hours, she felt better and made up for the missing treatment on her own. Goliath was glad Kyra was making the infection die by herself. It proved she was mature and good at making the right decisions. She needed the garlic in her blood twenty-four hours a day or she would be in danger of losing to the venom.
Kyra knew Brooklyn cared about her, they all did. But he wasn't taking any chances, until the venom was totally out of her body he was leaving her alone. She had a few flare-ups because of the venom forcing her body to reject the garlic, but antibodies she had from a recent booster shot built up her immune system and soon the flare-ups were gone for good.
Brooklyn started staying near her longer, but he kept away from her mouth and kept his eyes on the fangs. Kyra didn't resent him for it, she knew she was unpredictable at the moment, even she didn't know what she might do. One minute she would feel sick and too weak to stand, then the next she would seem perfectly healthy.
The venom was trying to trick Kyra into thinking she was winning so she would quit using garlic, but she was too smart to fall for that. She seemed perfectly fine for a whole week, but she knew the venom was still in there and kept up the garlic doses. The next week, the venom was fighting again, but weaker this time. Kyra was winning, and in a few weeks she would be normal.
Of course Kyra would never be perfectly normal, she would never be the same. She had learned an important lesson, not to trust anyone unless they show trust as well. She had foolishly trusted Kenny without knowing a thing about him, and because of that had nearly lost her friends and the one thing that made her special: her warm personality. Kyra couldn't stand to see anyone hurt, even an enemy.
Even if Micheal was in danger that he couldn't get out of, Kyra would save him. She'd hate herself for it later, but she'd do it. The same thing went for Demona, even Phalog. If someone was in trouble, Kyra helped them, it was her way. If they didn't
understand why, that was their problem.
A few weeks later, Kyra still seemed weak, but the infection of vampire venom was dying off fast, so she was allowed out. Everyone thought the troubles were over, they still hadn't learned. All predatory creatures are opportunists, if there's a weakness in something, it's considered prey, and Kyra was still prey in Kenny's opinion.
The garlic was making the infection weak, but it also made Kyra weak since the infection had attached to some of her cells, the garlic was killing them as well as the venom. Aryce and Aaron were bitten long before Kyra and the infection had spread in them, they would be stuck with it much longer than Kyra, but they were good friends and stuck it out together. Aryce and Aaron had even become boyfriend/girlfriend.
Aryce had always been so shy, Kyra never knew her to like boys enough to talk to them, yet two weeks after she got into the horrible mess, she got a boyfriend! Kyra understood why, Aaron was kind of cute, for a human boy. Not to be prejudice, but her gargoyle side saw nothing in him. Neither did her human side, mainly because he was Aryce's. Kyra was not like
Gina, once a boy was attached to a girl, she barely even looked at him.
Aaron had short flame red hair and freckles. He was about 5' 3", Aryce's height, and only fifteen. Another reason Kyra stayed away.
Kyra was walking down to Central Park with Nip running ahead. It was the middle of the night, so there wasn't much to worry about in the sense of being seen.
Kyra was getting tense, she worried about what might be out there, or who. Was Kenny trying to get her again? Suddenly, Kyra felt sick again. She called Nip over and leaned on her, the wolf whined knowingly, somehow, the flare-ups were happening again. Kyra was in no condition to be attacked, so as soon as she started to feel better, she ran back to the tower. She told Goliath about the flare-up and he told her to stay up in the tower for a few days. Kyra didn't disagree, for once.
Once she felt good enough to try the outside thing again, Kyra took Fang out. She felt an evil presence and called him over. Fang growled uncertainly, he knew there was evil near. Suddenly, the wind shifted, and the scent of the intruder filled Fang's nostrils, he growled much more deeply, and Kenny came into view, smiling wickedly. Kyra was about to attack, when another flare-up hit, it was stronger than the first one, and weakened her. It lasted longer too, before she knew it, she had passed out from extreme exhaustion.
When Kyra awoke, she still had a bit of flare up remaining, she gave in and bit the piece of flesh between her thumb and forefinger. She gently chewed it, not wanting to break the skin and draw blood, that would help the attack of venom.
She looked around after the flare-up passed, her hand was red and sore, but it was better than exposing fangs and drinking herself. Her teeth were sharp again, something made the venom get stronger, but what was it? When she was unconscious, did Kenny bite again?
She felt her neck and sighed, no bite marks. It was just Kenny's presence that influenced the venom. She knew she was stuck in a room. It was the middle of the day when she awoke, she could tell because she was human and not wearing the jewel. The weird thing was the room was pure black! There was no trace of sunlight.
Kyra was in Kenny's lair again. She was grateful for there being no light, if her teeth were fangs again, then her eyes would not like sunlight. She looked for a door, and found it. She tried the door, but it was locked, she guessed that she would not be released until she was bitten for the third and final time.
She looked in the satchel, but had failed to remember the cross when she left the tower. She put her jewel on and hoped the Spirit of Life would keep her mortal.
Luckily, she had about two pounds of garlic running in her system, she had gotten used to the taste and put garlic powder on popcorn, fish, anything that could have salt put on it. If Kenny bit her, he would regret it, he'd either die or puke until sunrise! Ok, maybe not any of that, but she would not be a vampire.
Kyra knew she was in trouble if he waited any longer than two days before he bit her, by then the garlic would be gone, and her blood would be pure enough for him to drink. Thinking of blood made her weak again, she bit her hand instinctively, but it didn't work, she needed blood. She kept her jewel on to keep her human side after the sun had set. No need to let that secret out of the bag.
Kenny was waiting for Kyra to weaken a little more, he knew what she was capable of, and didn't want to take a chance. He also knew any garlic in her was wearing off, it couldn't work forever, the only way she could kill off all the venom was to drink a little blood with just enough garlic in it that it wouldn't kill her--and it couldn't be hers--before she was bitten the final time. He would make sure to bite her before she could do that, knowing her friends would find out about the cure and save her, or rather they would try to.
Finally, he got tired of waiting and decided to bite her, without getting blood, just injecting venom. Her blood would dry up after she was bitten anyway. He walked down the hall, two vamps guarded a door at the end of the hall, the door led to the room she was in. He motioned for them to leave, they did so, going out to find victims, they were getting thirsty. When Kenny came in, Kyra averted her eyes to the floor.
She was wise to him, she knew not to look in his eyes. She'd learned quickly that hypnotism was his source of persuasive power, but Kenny was clever. He came closer, Kyra kept her eyes down, knowing that he could move her head if she simply looked away. He spoke, his voice soothing and convincing. She knew he was trying to get her to look at him.
"What's the matter, Kyra, getting thirsty?" he asked. She didn't answer, afraid to show weakness, but he knew she was succumbing to the venom by now. "Don't play dumb, I know you're getting weaker, and I know something you don't, if you don't get blood within two weeks of today, you'll die. That kind of stuff isn't written in books, it's something I was told before I was bit the final time, and it's something I'm telling you right now, do you know what that means?" he asked.
"Yes, but I won't let you." Kyra answered strongly, "I won't let you come near me."
"Oh, but you will, you lack the knowledge a vampire needs to feed, and you need to drink soon. Only when you are converted will you know what you need." Kenny replied softly. He touched her arm. Kyra shivered at the touch of unwanted hands, or was it something else?
Could Kenny be stronger at persuading victims than she thought, was she falling into his spell? She had another feeling that she hated herself for thinking of, could Kenny want more than blood? Perhaps he'd gotten lonely during his immortal time.
Kyra suddenly remembered that she was part vampire, at least for the moment, and probably had the same power, but was it stronger than his? She knew her willpower was the strongest of all the humans and gargoyles she knew, but was it stronger than a vampire's?
She decided to test it, she slowly lifted her head and smiled, locking her eyes with his. She gazed angrily into his deep black pupils. He stared back with a calm look, the staring contest went on for about an hour. At least it seemed to be, and Kyra wasn't doing anything, but he was. She gave up and tried to avert her eyes, but she was trapped.
"Stop it!" she cried out, irritated that she couldn't beat him.
He averted his gaze slightly, and smiled more than faintly. Obviously pleased that he could easily intimidate her. Kyra turned away and scowled.
"Fine, you don't have to co-operate. Just remember, the venom is eating you up." Kenny reminded her smoothly.
"Just shut your fangs." she snapped, flashing her own fangs.
He laughed evily, "You haven't got much choice, Kyra, sooner or later you'll have to bite. I can get you blood." Kyra turned to face him.
"Not that way, I won't attack innocent people." she answered curtly.
"You'd better watch that smart little attitude of yours, or I might change my mind and make you my slave with a third bite, just like them." he pointed out the door as two girls walked by, their eyes were sunken and their skin was even paler than Kyra's, they looked... dead.
Kyra cringed involuntarily. She couldn't picture herself like that, or rather, she didn't want to. "You mean you weren't going to?" she asked cautiously, it could be a trick.
"Of course not, you just saw what the third bite does, why rob the world of such beauty?" he answered, holding her chin delicately. She took her chin out of his hand quickly, in case he tried to tilt it.
"Cut the romance, pal. I've got friends, and they're going to come rescue me." she replied smartly.
"Your impertinence is your worst feature, Kyra." Kenny said in a manner she didn't quite get. Was he joking, or upset by it?
Kyra waited a while, for his reaction to her silence, then spoke, "I imagine the girls you converted were quite lovely. One even looked a little like me from the description in the news. Why didn't you save their looks?" she asked curiously.
"Simple, the girl you mentioned did look a lot like you, but she wasn't you." he answered briefly, she gave him a confused look.
"What do you mean she wasn't me?" she asked sourly.
"You are a very famous girl, I heard a rumor in the gang nearby that you could put Helen of Troy's beauty to shame. I had to see for myself, and the rumor was wrong."
"Hey!" Kyra exclaimed, shocked by his words.
"I don't mean it like that, what I mean is that you're even more beautiful than a goddess." he caught himself.
"I practically am one." she replied, it wasn't a vain remark, it was the truth. "I have such strong magic that lazers cannot harm me, and I'm too fast for anything else to get me. I'm as immortal as you, except I will die, but in a couple centuries."
"Centuries!" Kenny exclaimed.
"What, you didn't know?" Kyra asked, "Mikey must've left that out of the rumors." she muttered, just loud enough for him to hear. Her worst habit was egging people on about a secret and not telling them.
"Left what out?" Kenny asked, very interested.
"Oh, nothing." she said smoothly, "Just that I'm not pure human, only half."
"Oh, really, and what's the other half of you, wolf?" Kenny asked, referring to her pets.
"No, gargoyle." she answered curtly.
"No wonder your blood tasted strange. No matter, there was enough human blood to satisfy me." Kenny shrugged it off, "Now, speaking of blood, if you don't want to bite anyone, then how do you think you'll get any of the ruby nectar?" he asked.
"I don't know, from a blood bank or something." Kyra answered unsurely.
Kenny let out a cruel laugh, "What, you're going to go up to a teller and ask for a withdrawal?" he joked. He threw back his head and laughed again.
"Just shut your fangs, Kenny. I'll think of a way, but I won't kill or convert someone doing it." Kyra snapped. He looked surprised that she reacted to his joke with such curtness.
"Gee, what happened to your sense of humor?" he asked, getting a little serious, but not much.
"I don't really have one. It only reacts to my friends." she answered coolly and turned away.
"You should know better than to turn your back on a vampire." Kenny hissed, his fangs slid down as he walked over to her, he stopped just two inches from her. Kyra could feel his breath on her neck.
"Don't try it." she warned.
"What are you going to do?" Kenny asked, "I don't see any stakes or crosses on you." she turned to face him.
"Maybe not, but I'm full of garlic." she answered with a smirk. Her smile broadened as his face fell and he scowled, visibly disappointed. Unfortunately, he was tricking her.
"I guess I'll just inject venom, I don't have to take blood when I bite you." he answered, lifting his mouth in a cruel smile.
"I forgot about that." she backed away in fear as he advanced.
"I could put just enough in you that you are under my control, but your looks remain." Kenny said as he thought of how to attack, "Or I could just kill you by letting your blood drain away."
"You wouldn't." Kyra called his bluff. He grabbed her arm, she then noticed his inhuman strength.
"And why not?" he asked, "You're of no use to me if you won't drink, but I guess you'll have to drink if you're under my control, won't you?" he pulled her over and forced her head back, he dug his fangs in and injected just enough venom to make her fall into his permanent power. She went unconscious in his arms and collapsed to the floor weakly.
The door burst open, there was no light, the sun had set some time ago. Brooklyn and Lexington were on the other side of the door.
"What have you done to her?" Brooklyn demanded, looking down at Kyra.
A vamp ran behind him to attack, he swept his tail, tripping the vamp. She fell to the floor, chipping a centimeter off her right incisor. The crash of the girl falling brought Kyra back into consciousness.
"She'll be fine." Kenny said smugly, looking at the vamp, he then turned to Brooklyn and snarled, "You're too late, I've bitten her, she's mine." Kyra looked up, unnoticed by either Brooklyn, Lex, or Kenny.
While Kenny's back was turned, she took her jewel off and turned silently to a gargoyle. She jumped behind him and knocked him away from Brooklyn with pure strength before he could attack. Kyra smiled at Brooklyn, keeping her teeth covered, she didn't like showing them.
"Kyra, I thought he gave you the third dose of venom." Brooklyn replied.
"He did, but the garlic in me killed it off immediately, that stuff didn't have a chance." Kyra said, smiling at Kenny like a child that's just gotten something an older sibling wanted. "I know the permanent cure for the venom, but it's going to be hard."
"Well, let's get home, then you can tell us and we'll see what we can do." Brooklyn said and led her out of the room, "Vamps are guarding every door. The only way out is up, feel strong enough to climb the walls?"
"No." she answered truthfully, holding her head. She was getting a headache.
"Then hang on." Brooklyn replied and Kyra obeyed. He carried her up the wall and Lex followed. After they were outside, the wind in her face made Kyra feel much better, most of her sickness was from being inside all day. She glided home with Brooklyn and Lexington right behind her. She could feel the fangs shrinking, being away from Kenny helped her control the infection again.
Once they got home she went up to her room and had a bowl of popcorn with three cups of garlic powder in it, she felt normal afterwards. Later that night she told Goliath about what she'd overheard Kenny saying to himself before he came in. "Too bad she doesn't know that all she needs is a little blood with garlic in it."
"That could be the cure!" Angela said excitedly.
"I guess we can't use Kyra's blood, right?" Brooklyn asked.
"Probably." Goliath answered.
"Only a vamp would know." Kyra replied. "And I am not asking one."
"Wait, can Kyra still be cured?" Elisa asked. "Maybe the venom's been in there too long."
"No, I think the treatment saved me." she answered.
"Well, I guess we can use the blood left in the pail when the water dehydrated for Aryce and Aaron." Brooklyn said. "If the blood hasn't dried too badly."
"But what about Kyra, how do we cure her?" Lexington asked.
"We can get blood from one of them with a needle after they're cured." Kyra answered, "Now let's hurry, they spent more time without treatment than I did."
Soon after, Aryce and Aaron were back to normal and Elisa extracted an ounce of blood from Aryce's arm, she volunteered for it. After Kyra took the blood, she immediately looked and felt much better. A week later, she was back to normal, she even had a blood test taken and there was no trace of venom in her blood. Kyra was safe, finally safe! The best part was, the three of them were now immune to becoming vampires. Kyra wore her silver cross from then on, to keep Kenny away.
I know, cheesy and tre' cliche'd but I was bored and inspired by a few novels I'd read... ; If you have any better ideas send them to