Let's just say today has been a very good day. I made some cash playing my music, humiliated a cop, befriended two guys who bought me tons of stuff, including my breakfast and lunch. I had pretty much had them both wrap around my little pinkie. But like all things at life, the day had came to a close once the sun started to go down, transition from day to evening. Displaying the skies in pretty cool colors dark blue.
I had the boys, Darren and Steve, drop me off in front of a hotel. Once we got to the front, I turned to them with a smile. "I got it from here. Thanks guys."
Steve smiled at me and nodded. "No problem." He didn't look exhausted as his friend who looked like he was going to pass out from all the running around he'd been with me. I was surprised of he could keep up despite his age. "You sure you can carry all these bags up to your room?" He asked, lifting the massive handfuls of stuff both of them - well Darren - bought for me. There was at least ten bags in total, all filled with books, drawing material, guitar strings and other knick knacks from town.
I walked over to them and grabbed the bags from both of them. "Nope, I got this."
"Thanks you…" Darren muttered before stifling a yawn with his hand.
"I had fun, guys." I told them honestly. "Can we hang out tomorrow? Pops and I will be here for at least another week or so."
"I never asked but what does your dad do?" Steve asked, resuming his many questions. I get it, I'm interesting, wearing the appeal I was wearing, it'll get anyone to ask questions. I didn't mind. "He's a traveling salesman. That's why I get to go to different places. He takes me pretty much everywhere."
"What does he sale?" Darren asked.
I shrugged. "It varies really. I don't even know the half of things he tries to sale. Something mainly to do with the entertainment biz." Not a total lie, like all the lies I've told these boys.
That made Darren give me a skeptic look. One of the many he had given me all day. I think he knew I was bullshitting but he didn't say anything. Keeping it to himself.
Steve seemed to bought it. "Well, can you see if you can score what he's selling?"
"Steve, I think that's quite enough." Darren said, glaring at him. He looks at me. "Nice to meet you Nyx, have a nice night, I'm going home before anything happens." He grumbled before taking off walking.
Steve sighed, shaking his head before looking at me. "Don't mind him. He's not angry directly at you."
I raise a skeptical brow from my good eye."Dude, I used you guys as a mule, blackmailed the both of ya."
"As horrible it was, I'm impressed." Steve chuckled. "Catch you later then." He said before taking off running after Darren.
I waved at the both of them before heading inside of the hotel. After waiting a few minutes, waiting for the boys to be out of sight before I walked out of the doors of the hotel and took off flitting in the other direction. If Darren thought I wasn't human, I'm barely a half of a human. I was something entirely different. Something he's never encountered.
I thought I was going to worry with Steve. I could freaking smell the vampire blood coming off of him, no telling how many he had killed, but I was able to hide the fact I was a vampire. That hunter never expected to be hanging out with one as young as me.
Vampires aren't allowed to turn children for many reasons. Here's a list of some of those reasons:
Children have an excruciating long childhood since half vamps age one-five ( meaning for every five years, we age one)
Our emotions haven't fully developed so we'd probably lose control.
The lack of freaking respect given by the adult vamps and will treat you like a little kid until you reach adulthood.
Seriously, being a kid vampire pretty much sucks, especially if you never had a choice of becoming one like me. But when there are cons, there are pros:
Half vamps enjoy the sunlight while full vamps sleep during it. I can work on a tan long enough till I get to be an adult.
I do have others who respect me and are actually my best friends, creatures (not like me) but close enough to where I don't feel alone.
Got a great home, the best father figure I could ever have.
And most importantly, and this is stranger for any half vamp: I can flit like a grown vampire and is slightly stronger than even the average half vampire my age.
I never knew why I could flit like that. Pops said it's impossible for a half vamp to even flit, but there I was. Going across the sleeping town in a blur, almost as a ghost. I had to tell ya, it's the best feeling I could ever felt. Most would get sick after flitting, but I enjoy it.
Five miles outside of the city, I came to an old soccer stadium. It was rundown looking and creepy looking. Home sweet freaky home. I went around the large stadium, away from the road and came to a campsite. A smile came to my face when I saw the colorful lights and the large tents and trucks. Adjusting my grip on both hands, I happily strolled inside of the camp.
A few of the members were out, some were practicing their talents, some were hanging out with each other. I waved at them and they waved back at me. I walked past a little fire where a beautiful woman wearing a thin sweatshirt and sweatpants to somewhat protect her during the chilly temperatures. Next to her was a husky looking man roasting delicious weenies over the roaring fire.
He looks up and grins when he saw me pass by. "And just where you went off to this time?" He asked me.
"Just a little shopping spree." I told him, holding up my bags to show him.. "Hey Hans, toss me a sausage."
Han chuckles before tossing me a sausage on a fork. I caught it in midair and stuck it in my mouth. "YUM!" I giggled.
"Did you have fun?" The woman asked me. Triska was her name, her accent was thick, I had no clue where she came from, but when I first met her, no one could understand her but Evra - our own snake man - and Mr. Tall - the ringleader of this camp -, but her english skills had improved really well.
"Ooh yeah." I smirked with a mouth full of food.
"Does Larten knows you've been out by yourself again?" She asked me.
"He's not awake yet." I told her in response before walking. "What he doesn't know won't hurt him." I said while walking.
"Kid's got more balls than anyone around here." I heard Hans said.
"Nyx is a girl, Hans, she doesn't have any." I snickered what Triska said. She still has a long way to go.
After walking past a couple of tents, a soccer ball was kicked towards me. Running after it was my friends - as well as my godchildren - a little blonde hair girl, Lilia with two of her brothers, the eldest one Nicky and Urcha. Lilia and Nicky were the only snake children while Urcha's has his mother's normal skin. Nicky was named after me and has a slight crush on me.
"Hey Nyx!" Lilia said, out of breath.
"Hi!" Urcha smiled, looking so cute.
"H-hi." Nicky smiled goofy but was out of breath as well.
"Hey guys, how was your day?" I asked them.
"Fun." Lilia said. "But where were you? You said we'd have a dress up day."
Shoot. "Aw, sorry, Lilia, it slipped my mind." I told her. I knew I had forgotten something. "I'll make it up tomorrow, I promise. I'm sorry."
"It's okay, but I'm holding on that." She said, crossing her arms.
"You wanna play?" Little Urcha asked me.
"Not right now, but I promise I'll play with you guys once I get settle-"
"You got gifts?!" Urcha interrupted me when he saw my bags and raced over to me. I sidestepped away from him and grinned.
"Now hold up, little man, is that any way to act?" I said.
"Wait, you actually got something for us?" Nicky asked me.
I nodded. "You two seriously think that I would risk my butt going out of camp without bringing you three anything?" I said, setting the bags down and went through them. As their best friend/somewhat Aunt, it's my duty to spoil them. I ruffled through the bags before pulling out three items I had gotten. A large doll that resembles a friendly and cute version wolfman for Lilia, a CD for Nicky's CD collection and for the little stinker, a set of legos. I was hesitate of giving him that because I love legos myself and love to build with them. I handed each of their gifts to them. "There you go guys."
They exclaimed when they retrieved their gifts.
'Thanks!" they told me in unison, but Nicky wasn't interested in the CD.
Seeing that, I hugged both Lilia and Urcha as they thanked me. But when I got to Nicky, I gave him a kiss on his cheek. His scales - somehow - were turning brown from blushing.
I chuckled before grabbing the rest of my things and waving at them then making my way to my tent. I think they don't get it that I'm their Godmother because I pretty much look like the same age as Nicky, where in truth… I'm much older than any of them. In earth years, I'm only fifty years old. Like I said before, child vampires take longer to age to adulthood…
Anyway, I came to my royal purple tent that was towards the back, next to another tent that currently housed Pop's coffin. He doesn't care if you put his coffin in the sewers, he'll sleep in it. I slowly snuck to my tent while I still had sunlight. When I entered my tent, was met with a surprise.
Pops was wide awake and was sitting leaning against my splatter painted casket. His intense eyes glaring at me. He was tall, had orange cropped hair and a long scar going down his cheek. His arms were across his chest.
Crap!
"Do I need to say anything, Nyx?" He asks me, his voice deepened.
I sighed, shaking my head in response. "I know, I know. If I leave the camp, make sure I inform someone and/or bring someone along with me." I said. It wasn't the first time I left the cirque by myself. Probably won't be the last. "But, Pops I'm clearly capable of taking care of myself."
"I know you can, but you need to have someone to establish a cover. You are still in fact a -"
"A child? I know, I know." I grumbled, going over to my desk that lay in a corner of the tent and set them down.
"Then why do we must have this discussion again? You refuse to obey what is given to you." He said, standing straight and relaxing his arms.
"Maybe I wouldn't if you had told me about Darren Shan." I grumbled.
"What did you say?" He asked. I could tell he was surprised that I knew that name.
I balled up my fists and turned and faced him. "I know all about him. You're going to turn him." I glared at him. "I went to check him out, to see what he is."
"Nyx, you do not understand what you are saying." Larten said, he looked mad but his voice was a mix.
"I do. Mr. Tiny wants you to turn him or else. I know it all to freaking well." I told him. "And you weren't going to tell me till what? After you bring him back to camp?"
"Who told you this?" He asked, getting angered.
"Harkat told me. He tells me things you and Tiny discussed and you know what? I hate it." I snapped at him. I was outside checking Darren out and what I've seen in him, I wasn't impressed. The guy was a total mess, so not fit to be a vampire. "You were going to turn him without asking me!"
"It is not any of concern you. Nyx, the reasons behind what I need to do is entirely between Tiny and I." He said before sighing, shaking his head before looking at me weary. "I had planned on doing this before you came to my life, my dear. I was going to tell you when the time is right, I know how you feel about change."
"Which isn't a good thing." I said, taking the hair bow out of my hair, letting it fall on my shoulders before turning to my desk and sat in my chair, my back turned to him. "I don't see what's so big about the guy? He's a total mess. He's no fun. Steve has more spunk than him."
"As in Steve Leopard?" He growled at that. I knew the story between him and Steve. Steve tried to get him to change him into a half vampire but when Pops tasted evil in him and he refused, Steve vowed to become a hunter and kill him. He became one alright.
"The same one." I said. "Don't worry, I made sure he doesn't know what I am. He was with Darren when I met the two." I held up my wrist where his watch was. "Conned him out of watch." I conned others of their wallets but I wasn't going to tell him.
"You could have gotten yourself killed, Nyx." He said. "I do not know what I would do if I were to lose you to a man like him."
"I've been through worse." I muttered.
Pops walked up to me and puts his hands on my shoulders, giving them a light squeeze. "I know." He said before giving the top of my head a kiss. For a man who supposedly hates kids, he sure loves me. Probably because for the past twenty years I've been with him, I've considered Pops my father and kept calling him that name. He eventually gave in and actually became one.
"This still doesn't change the fact that I hate this idea." I said, looking up at him.
He smiled softly. "I know, love."
I sighed. "I'll help bring Darren in, but only if I make that antifun raincloud my personal butler." I maybe fifty, but I still have child-like wants.
Pops chuckled, patting me softly. "We shall see. Only if he says yes."