11. What about Michelle?

In the meantime the van arrived at its destination.
Michelle gave up hitting against the door and now she sat crouched on the ground. She hardly lifted her head, when she noticed that the van finally stopped.
But when the door was unlocked her eyes were wide fearful. Van Heelen opened the door, grasped Michelle's arm and pulled her out.

"And no tricks, get it?" he gave Michelle to understand.

As proof of his words he drew a stake and held it directly in front of Michelle's heart, while he pulled her with his other hand. Van de See followed them.

They walked into a house. There Michelle was pushed roughly against a table. Michelle hissed angry and looked at both with mad eyes.

"Think of it what I told you!" Van Heelen warned her.

Then he nodded to Van de See. This one came towards Michelle, who yielded back for fear.

Van Heelen said, "Well, now I already have one of this bunch, after I've done the other both and the others will search for their friend.
Definitely they will, 'cause they won't let you down, will they? All right, we'll await them and then we'll release you.
And until then we'll talk."

Van de See came towards Michelle and seized her arm. Then he pulled her to one of the chairs. Michelle defended herself. But she was too weak to fight against the man. Van de See pressed Michelle into one of the chairs, grasped her wrist and tied it up with a rope on the armrest.

"Hey!" Michelle meant shocked and reached for Van de See with her other hand.

"Oh, come on... You know, what happens to you when you're naughty..." Van Heelen said and sneered at her.

Michelle looked at him trembling and tears gathered in her eyes.
Van de See tied up the other wrist on the other armrest. Michelle made a face for pain, because the rope cut painful into her wrist.

"Oh, nice! Now we know as well that you can feel pain!
Well, and now we can talk quite undisturbed. And let me begin with the talk right now: did you already turn innocent humans into vampires?" Van Heelen said and stood in front of her.

Michelle turned her head around sulky and pouted.

"Well, all right! We also can do it the rough way!" Van Heelen grasped her head and turned it around.

Michelle hissed and bared her vampire-teeth with that.

Van Heelen sneered at her and meant derogatory, "You've got nice teeth. And if you could you would like to bite my neck, wouldn't you? But nothing doing. You won't ever bite someone again, you goddamned vampire."

Michelle glared at Van Heelen and said, "I am a vampire, but I'm not goddamned!"

"Will you perhaps call yourself 'sacred'?" he mocked.

Michelle didn't answer to it.

"Even if you believe that you are created by God, you aren't, not any longer. Because from this moment on you turned into a vampire, you are the work of the devil."

"I have nothing to do with the devil. I don't even believe in him."

"And how will you explain that you are like that people imagine the devil?"

"You are the devil!"

"You regard me as that? Well, I can't blame you for it! But I am the right hand of God. I carry out his deeds. I will clear the world of such like you and your friends. This is my God-given job. Well, once again: did you already turn anyone?"

Michelle was silent again.

"Well, why should I actually wait, until your friends come here? I can kill you right now as well."

With that he raised the stake and pushed it. Michelle closed her eyes and screamed. The stake stuck into her belly.

"And if you believe now that I missed, then let me tell you that I didn't hit your dead heart on purpose." Van Heelen meant dangerously calm.

And with a fast movement he drew the stake out of the wound again. Michelle screamed again and writhed with pain. Then she sobbed and tears rolled over her pale cheeks and a bit blood trickled out of her wound.

"Well, will you now talk with me or shall I use the stake once more? Maybe I don't miss it this time..."

With lowered head she nodded.

"Well?"

"No, we didn't turn anybody, we only..." Michelle said under sobs.

"I see. Did your creators perhaps tell you, if there are still further vampires?"

Michelle shook her head.

"When did you actually see a sunrise for the last time?" Van Heelen asked now derisive.

He didn't ask for an answer to it. He only would see Michelle suffering. This question drove Michelle completely to despair. She cried now unrestrained. Van Heelen enjoyed Michelle's despair.

Then he turned to Van de See, "I guess the others will arrive here soon. I will prepare everything for it now. Keep an eye on her, if she should do something. But I don't think that our little fallen angel here should do anything, 'cause she has to fight with herself now."

Van Heelen laughed malicious and left the room. Van de See sat down on a chair and held a crucifix in one hand, a stake in the other. Michelle hardly looked up. She really cared about herself.
So some time went by, which seemed quite painfully long to Michelle.