-Chapter 8-
"You are staying in just for tonight." Jason said, standing over me but not looking.
"You want to make sure I don't go loopy again." I said, trying to look him in the eye but couldn't.
"Yeah, something like that." he said, looking away.
"Am I being baby sat?" I asked.
He took a breath like he was going to lecture me but he let it out slowly. "Yeah. I am going to be your baby sitter. The others are off to tag vampires, we need better knowledge of their where abouts."
"And you aren't going because?"
"They know more about the tech. stuff." he laughed quietly to himself.
I nodded. "Okay. But I so wanted to try out the taser!"
"Yeah." Jason walked away.
"No training?" I asked his back.
"If you want..."
I skipped up to him, "Definitly, knowing its me and not bad voodoo stuff." Then backed off remembering what I babbled about last night.
Everyone was gone except Jason and I felt bored trying to play video games... I needed someone else to play with instead of the computer. I walked into the training room, watching Jason hit the bag a bit. His fists were flying, dust coming from the bag. I smiled, it looked so fun. But I took out the daggers they had in the lockers, and began throwing them at the paper targets. The steady pummeling of the bag slowed down to a stop.
"Are you ready?" he asked, his eyes on me.
"Yeah, I was getting bored." I said quickly gathering the daggers.
He chuckled. I wrapped my fists in tape, a lesson I learned fast when practicing. He started out slow, obviously trying not to stress me out. But I pushed and pushed the tempo, my blood trying to catch up with my movements making my head and neck pound.
He stopped my punches with ease. "You're bleeding." he looked at my neck.
I sigh, and touched my neck where the blood spilled from my bandage. He handed me a towel.
"Hold it and wait until your blood pressure goes down." he instructed me, and sat down on a bench. "Then change the dressing."
"Just out of curiousity..." I said sitting beside him holding my neck. He moved over a bit. "Did you all like take first aid or what!"
"They made us in high school, for Health class." he answered.
"My school didn't do that." I said. "Wish they did. Though her trainer did teach us the basics."
"What was your friend's name?"
I looked at him in surprise. "Angelica." I laughed softly.
He was silent for a bit, and I swung my feet under the bench. "I'll do it." he said, looking at me.
"Do what?" I asked not really paying attention going into my own world watching my feet swing.
"I'll be your sirer." he said.
I looked at him, the idea not getting through to me.
"But I'm not going to bite you. I've been thinking about it since you mentioned it last night. Since you have already been bitten, all I have to do is give you my blood."
I stared at him. "Are you serious!" I asked.
"Were you not serious?" he asked me.
"Yes, but I was loopy with loss of blood. I said my dream out loud." I said, feeling shocked. "But like..."
"If you don't want to do it, thats fine." he said.
"I don't want to die." I admitted.
He gave a half smile. "You won't, you'll just get the same abilities as me."
"What?"
"Because you have already been bitten all you need is blood, before you regain it back."
I stared at him, so I wouldn't be dead. But I'd have the same abilities... would that give me enough strength to use these powers I was told I have? I nod.
He took my hand and we went to the bathroom. He carefully took off the goss from my neck and let my blood drip down my neck. He took a razor and slid it against his wrist. Red liquid appeared on his white skin, trickling down. He offered it to me.
Yum... blood, I thought as I looked at the crimson. "Are you sure?" I asked, thinking that he would not want another soul on his shoulders.
He nodded. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips to his wrist. His blood trickled into my mouth. I swallowed three times, the salty taste stayed on my tongue. I looked up, and licked my lips. He quickly cleaned my neck without looking at me, and taped the bandage to the wound. Not taking care of his cut, he pulled me up, and looked at me strangely.
"I would advise you to go lay down." he said, clearing his throat and walked away.
I did what he asked, without saying anything, but I couldn't help notice him looking at his wrist with a certain look I could not place.
Before I went to bed I decided to board my windows shut, and paint it black another day. I woke up gasping for air several times from nightmares. My alarm buzzed. I forgot to shut it off last night, so I hit it hearing the plastic crack. I didn't feel any different, but I was very irritated. I quickly got dressed and walked into the living area. The sun's light that filtered in and struck my skin, I didn't make flinch but I had this warm prickling feeling. My cross laying on my skin felt weird to the touch but nothing I couldn't ignore. I sat at the table, half tired but ready for the day.
"You better change your dressing." Pierre said, looking at my red bandage.
I rolled my eyes and went into the bathroom. I looked in the mirror.. my reflection looked extremely faded like the glass was dirty. I peeled off the soaked bandage and taped on a fresh one. I walked back, and sat down with a thump.
Garren put orange juice in front of me. "It should be healing."
I shrugged and drank my juice, making a face at the acidity.
"Have you been doing anything strenuous?" Pierre asked me, looking into my eyes. "You shouldn't."
"Yeah, it doesn't help the clotting system." Garren informed me.
I growled at the fact.
"I think you should stay in tonight too. Bed rest and everything." Garren said, sitting down beside me.
"Am I having a baby sitter tonight too then?" I asked sarcastically.
"I think you'll do fine without one." Garren said, but Pierre gave him a weird look. "Since you will be in bed and sleeping." he said, Pierre lowering his gaze.
"But I wanted to go."
"Not if it's not healing, you can't go out." they all sighed, getting upset from having to go through everything over again.
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I was, throwing daggers angrily at the targets. When I heard the whirling of the blender and low voices from across the hall.
"I don't think it's a good idea to bring her." Garren's voice said.
"But that's who they want." Scott persisted.
"It's the perfect bait." Pierre said. "Plus, she'd be safe with me."
"We had agreed this morning she was not coming. Something is wrong, she's not healing."
"She'll heal." Jason said. "But we aren't taking her. It's an in and out job. We are trying to lessen their numbers."
I growled and tried to concentrate on my throwing.
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I woke up to someone crashing through the house. I jumped up and went to look. The couch was flipped over and Jason was seething over something. I slowly walked back to my room.
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The next night, they did the same thing, they didn't let me go. So I took my anger out on the bag, only to get a headache. So I ran around the house only to slip and land on my head. Note to self: must learn to run. I began to think if I could use any of these abilities I'm suppose to have.
"Now what kind of abilities do Vampires have?" I asked myself out loud. "Jumping high... strength, obviously not grace." I rubbed my head. "or shifting... maybe."
My new phone rang... "Hello?"
"Kali?"
"Yes Garren?"
"Uh, if you'd look at my bottom drawer of my desk.. there is stuff there."
I went around to his desk abandoning my thinking and looked into his desk.
"In the tin."
I looked in a green tin to a lot of cash. "Is the stuff green?"
"Yes." Garren said.
"Why do you have it?" I asked.
"Emergency reasons."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, could you bring it down to the police station in like an hour or two?"
"Are you all in there?" I asked.
"Yeah..."
"Why?"
"It got big, and now we are being charged."
"Well you should have brought me now shouldn't you?"
"No. But my time is running out. So you'll bring it right?"
"Yes I'll bring it."
"Good. Okay bye..."
"Bye." I hung up my cell. "Sun rise is in... four hours." I looked at the clock.
I was practicing any new abilities for a few hours. All I found about myself was being able to flip off the wall and jump over the couch. Maybe it'll get better, in a few days.
I went to check my room for money for a taxi, and maybe the impound place. In case the money Garren had was not going to be enough. I looked at my alarm clock, it was not working, and it was smashed. I walked up to one of my walls and punched it, leaving a dent.
I smiled, grabbed my money and called a taxi. I walked into the Police station curiously. I asked where my friends were, and was taken to their holding cell.
"Hi." I said trying not to laugh at their bored faces.
"Good." Garren said coming up to me from behind the bars.
"You'd think so huh?" I asked. "Are they allowed out?" I asked the cop.
"If you have the money yeah." he said.
I smiled and waved the wad.
"Okay, if you'd come--" He started but I stopped him.
I looked at the cell beside the boys'. "Please tell me, that is not a holding cell and he is there for a long time?"
"Huh?" the cop looked where I was staring.
"That man, in the colourful tux and long dark hair..." I pointed out Collin.
"Uh... there are a lot of them missy." he said, looking at me funny.
"The guy, right there!" I pointed, quickly thinking up a story. "Collin, he's a creep, who sexually harassed me the other day! I was too scared and in shock to tell anyone and well he's there now." I said making myself cry and hid behind the cop.
Collin looked up in disbelief. The cop looked between me and the Dandy Vampire.
He groaned. "Come with me, we'll write a report... though it may not work. And ring up your friends." he lead me away from the cells. As we left I heard snickering behind me.
Jason and them were let out after another half hour.
"So what did you learn?" I asked sounding like a mom.
"Nothing." Scott said.
I rolled my eyes. But when we left the police shop they all looked at me.
"I can't believe you said that!" Pierre almost fell over from laughing.
"Sexual harassment." Garren giggled.
"And you started to cry!" Scott patted me.
"You think he'll escape from the sun?" I asked, ignoring their compliments.
Jason grunted while the others thought about it...
"Sexual harassment." Garren giggled again. "Just for that I don't think he'd be going too fast."
"How did you come up with that?"
"Well the owie on my neck, and they are pressing charges concluding he is a psychotic perv." I said, proudly.
"Well good for you." Jason said sarcastically.
"I thought it was good." I said. "So what happened that made it big?" I asked.
"They all caught wind of what we were doing apparently, and the Dandies came to join too." Scott said.
"Fucking Collin." Jason said underneath his breath.
"Still think you should have let me tag along."
"You would have bled to death." Garren said dryly.
"I didn't when I ran laps, used the punching bag, or did hurdles over chairs." I said counting the activities on my fingers. "I'm fine now." I smiled.
"You shouldn't do that." Pierre and Garren said together.
"Well I'm fine." I said, showing them my sore closing.
"Told you so." Jason said. "Where the hell is our car!" he yelled looking around the parking lot.
"Uh...either still on the street, or impounded." I said.
"Shit!"
"Don't worry." I said patting Jason who shrugged me off. "Fine, I'll go ask where it is." I said walking back into the police station.
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I followed Jason around the house until I followed him into his room and he picked me up and placed me outside. I stuck my tongue out and marched to the living area. I sat on Pierre too upset to care about what I was sitting on. He pushed me off and gave me a pillow, and I just leaned on him.
I was laying on the couch on my own trying not to fall asleep when Pierre came up and looked over the couch at me. I gave a half smile and starting to look at the ceiling my eyes making imaginary designs with the rafters.
"Do you like him?" Pierre asked, his hair hanging in his face as he looked at me.
"Who?" I asked, looking at his shrouded face.
"Jason."
"Why would you say that?" I asked.
"Well it just seems you are worried about him."
"I'm worried about all my new friends, it just happens thought that he might be taking something hard. Hence the extreme anger and the stuff not seeming to work." I said, sitting up.
"Do you know something we don't know?" Pierre asked, a new curiosity forming.
I looked around, "Yeah."
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Pierre got angry.
I looked at him, now seeing part of his face. "Well if you don't tell the others, I'll show you."
He looked at me from behind his glasses and hair.
"Well I don't know if it's working, so that is why I haven't told anyone." I explained perching on the arm rest.
"What is not working?" he asked standing up straight.
I stood up. "This." I said and jumped off the couch doing a back flip in the air. "And this..." I said, twirling around kicking a hole in the wall. "We'll just say Jason made that..." I said blushing.
"How...?" Pierre asked, his face horrified.
I opened my mouth.
"No." Pierre narrowed his eyes.
"No, what? What are you thinking?" I asked, worried.
He growled hit the couch and left. I chased after him holding him back from walking away with incredible ease.
"I bet it's not what you think." I said with a grunt.
"He turned you." he said with a sadness.
I giggled. "No." I smiled, forgetting the fact I thought blood was gross.
"Then how the hell were you able to do that!" he stared down at me.
My smile disappeared. "Well I got his abilities..." I said slowly. "by drinking his blood, just to see if these 'powers' Collin talked about were true."
Pierre's face contorted a bit.
"But there was no bitting on his part." I smiled a bit, "So he has less to burden, but I bet it's bothering him."
Pierre's nose was flaring in anger.
"So you can't tell Garren or Scott. Until I know if it had worked or not. Because nothing has changed exceptionally." I said in seriousness.
He narrowed his eyes and walked away.
"Promise!" I yelled out at him.
He just kept walking. I punched the wall, making another dent, and walked out of the house. I didn't come back until dusk, and I didn't have my cell.
"So?" Jason's voice asked from the chair.
"What?" I asked, standing in the doorway.
"Do you really want to get into trouble?" he asked dryly.
I stood there for a moment before sauntering in and sitting in front of him on the couch. "I really hate them, and I hate my honesty." I growled, grabbing a pillow and twisting it.
"I know you told him." he said darkly. "They are now not talking to me either."
I grunted, like I didn't really care.
"Was it worth it?" he asked.
I sat silently, "I don't know yet." I said truthfully.
He half looked at me, "What did you get out of it?"
"Strength, jumps, speed..." I listed off what I knew.
"What about hearing, sight, smell, any second senses?" he quizzed me.
"I haven't tried."
He growled, "Well try!"
I sat with my eyes closed, and let my mind search anything and everything. I heard my heart beating, then Jason's breathing and his heart, then mumbling further into the house. I didn't have to try and smell the mildew on the couch and walls, it had been bothering me since I first came here, but Jason's drink was on his breath, and the plants and stuff he used were itching my nose. I already knew my night sight had improved from last nights practices, but I didn't know there would be any second senses, or what powers were going to come to me.
As I concentrated my mind's eye blew up in light. I opened my eyes, to see Jason glowing in a grey and red aura. I looked at my hands... which were glowing a light green with grey stripes. I stared at Jason my eyes huge.
"What?" He asked the light distorting his facial features.
I blinked. "You are glowing...?" I tilted my head to the side. I poked him, my green and grey merged a bit with his. Then the lights were gone and everything was normal.
"What?"
"I saw a red-grey glowing light was around you, now its gone." I said, my head still tilted to the side. "Can you do that?" I asked.
He looked at me, scratching his head. "No."
"Do you think it's my power?" I asked, trying not to laugh at myself.
He scoffed.
I started to think, "What about power surges? Like I can see them or whatever..."
He started to laugh.
"Well it would explain what happened during practice." I said, and began thinking of the surge again.
"Maybe..." he looked at me doubtfully.
I stared at Jason, he started to glow. I thought of the surge and my green glow reached out to him. I pushed out my hands and the chair and Jason flipped over. "Ooh." My eyes grew huge, I quickly got up. I pulled him up, smiled, and kissed him before running down the hall.
I listened to the voices getting louder, I slid past the room they were all sitting in and lost my balance. I crashed into the wall, I pushed myself up... Still need to learn to run and stop, I laughed at myself. I slid into the room, Scott, Pierre and Garren were already looking at me.
I was smiling ear to ear. "I got it!"
They were still looking at me. I closed my eyes to try and find that light again, I opened them to the three glowing in blue, with no streaks in them. I pushed out my powers to Scott and punched the air. He slid into the opposite wall, looking extremely surprised. I smiled even brighter.
"Ha, it was a good idea!" I did a little dance, but the lights were making me dizzy.
Jason walked into the room, looking around like something was going to hit him. I giggled and did my little dance around him, then everyone else.