Chapter 5
Meetings in the Dark
"What do you want?" the hissing voice dripped with contempt, and revulsion.
"Hey calm down Serpentor we're on the same side here." said the object of the masked figure's ire. "Sorry about our man Flint there. How long did it take before you staked him?"
"About a minute more than you'll get. Remove yourself from my presence."
"Now now boys," a newcomer said, entering the light granted by the fire. The forest here was thick, but there was still a bit of a clearing to be found. It was a good thing the fire was magical because the rain didn't show any signs of slowing from the steady downpour. "Don't make me turn this forest around."
Ben looked, his Vampiric senses recognizing the newcomer. The reason he was here. In a haunted forest. He was glad Morrigan was with him, even now, he was still wigged majorly by the woods at night. "Stop being stupid." he'd told himself. "Now you ARE the thing that goes bump in the night." But apparently, some things didn't change when you became a demon. Phobias being one of them.
Here now though, there was plenty to focus his attention on and take his mind off of the yawning blackness behind him. For one thing, the girl now entering the clearing looked, sounded, and acted, exactly like his friend Andrea from high school. That is if Andrea hadn't died his senior year, and if Andrea was evil.
The red eyes under the mask narrowed. This one again. It was taking a form it didn't recognize. Last time it had taken the form of that Mud blooded Potter woman. The look of recognition on the Vampire's face however was explanation enough.
"Hey Benji how are you?"
"I'm loving unlife Andrea. Or, whatever I'm supposed to call you."
"Andrea'll work." she smiled. "It's even accurate up to a point."
Morrigan stayed silent. She didn't precisely like what was happening. Wizards, in her nearly thousand year experience meant nothing but trouble, even for Vampires. And she hadn't sired Ben just to lose him now. That and the black robed priests accompanying this apparition were, well, scary. And she didn't scare easily.
"Can we get on with this?" the Wizard snarled. "I don't like Vampires."
"Really." Morrigan muttered. "Never would have guessed that. Well we don't like Wizards so we're even."
Andrea sighed. "Look." she said, shifting form. This time Morrigan was the one who knew the face adopted. She hadn't seen him for a long, long time. "I'm sorry you kids can't get along but that's beside the point. I've got a plan, our magical friend here has a plan, and our Vampire friends are looking for some mischief to get into. I thought we could help each other out." He went on to explain, and Ben, Morrigan, and even the masked Wizard smiled.
Tbc...