Chapter3: The War Is Waged

When I arrived home it was around four-thirty. Three hours to go till my mortal date at the Premiere. I would be lying if I were to say I wasn't nervous. Although Drake was a weak human I felt the smallest bit intimidated by him. During my human existence I was always in awe of honest people and to me there were no lying humans. What lies could they tell that I could not see through? Before any move they make me and my kind would be able to hear just as loud and clear as if they were saying it aloud-sometimes better.

I was also intimidated by Drake Parker because he had already achieved so much with not even two decades under his belt. I on the other hand was working on 400 years and did not have the life experience that he did. At that point I had put him up on a high shelf.

He was seducing me with his good looks and charm the way vampires seduce humans. I was getting ahead of myself and perhaps over thinking everything, but I didn't care.

I decided that since I was the vampire that I should at least act like it and attract him to me. The outfit I picked out for myself was a short black denim skirt with a black and white studded belt. The top that I wore that night was a white v-neck that showed off my chest and flat stomach. On my feet I wore black and white checkered flip-flops. When I looked in the gold oval mirror in my bathroom at myself I was mostly pleased with my appearance. My face, flawless as it was had the slightest hint of color since I had fed earlier. I could feel the warm blood throughout my body and the sensation was nothing if not magical. My hair was the same as it had been when I died and became a vampire. Long, smooth, and straight it fell to my waist. At that moment something in me snapped and I grabbed the scissors by the sink and cut away any trace of the human me. What was left of my hair was right above my shoulders in the longest length. The rest was an assortment of about 50 different layer lengths. I even had given myself side bangs that fell in my eyes. The look in similarity resembled one I'd seen in a music video. Then I took volumizer and poofed my hair out on all sides and then sprayed it with hairspray. The look was so dramatic and I loved it. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was 7:29. I was going to be late, so I decided I would materialize in the doors of The Premiere. Not a move I would recommend of prefer, but I was running late and improvised.

Lucky for me no mortal would be perceptive enough to have the kind of senses that would equip them with being able to see me enter so quickly. As soon as I materialized I walked to the front counter, where I saw Josh serving customers snacks. Ahh, Josh was definitely one of the more intelligent creatures that I had met in San Diego- or any other city really. Despite his goofiness, everything in his mind was calculated down to the last detail. The perfect criminal, he could be. I was about to walk up to him and say something when I heard someone 'speaking' to me. They were not speaking to me in the traditional sense of the word. It was only in my mind- the person was speaking telepathically with me. I was surprised that I didn't sense the supernatural being here. I thought I was the only immortal one in the building or surrounding area. The being was female and her name was Angelica. Angelica was sitting in the far back corner in a booth with two others, one female and one male. All of them looked so much alike they were probably siblings in a past life. Their names were Sophia and Nicolas. So far Sophia and Nicolas were shy and shielding their thoughts from me. Unlike their sister most definitely the leader in the 'coven', who was slinging insults as well as threats my way.

" You filthy bloodsucker! Get away from them! This is our territory-no leeches allowed! Back away, just because they are promoting vampirism on the big screen DOES NOT mean we tolerate it! If you do not leave my siblings and I will destroy you right here, in front of all these mortals!" Angelica spat in my direction. The 'spit' was liquid lava and burned a hole in the carpet. The coven was that of demons. Demons are so territorial and far too ignorant for my taste. Although many vampires-and demons alike would NOT like to admit this, there truly is hardly a difference. Demons are lucky in that they don't starve for blood. As a matter of fact they don't have a need for anything except violence and destruction. The only way that a demon can be made is by having the 'devil' come make a visit to you and ask you to sign his book. That is why personally demons are the most idiotic. Why would you chose immortal life and to cause so much pain and misery? But I digress, I'm getting too far ahead of myself.

"You moronic, selfish, egotistical devil! Do you honestly believe that I am going to back down to practitioners of torture and pain among mortals? You may have the human sitting next to you fooled, but not me. If you were really as tough as you talk you wouldn't have given me a 'warning'- you would've tried to demolish me the second I came in here. To that you would've failed. All three of you at once attacking me would be as three human beings. You cannot fight, and I challenge you to kill me." I may not be able to spit fire in their direction, but I could taste their blood on my tongue already. Immortal blood has such a rich taste to it. Not only does it taste better than human blood, but it makes you stronger forever. Since demons and devils can spit fire, their blood fells like liquid fire which warms the body up. The last time I had fed upon a demon was in my 150th year, so as you can imagine I was very thirsty for that kind of blood. My waging war with them was very ignorant I know, but I hadn't seen one in almost 250 years and the thought of their blood was clouding my thoughts.

"We know of the humans you killed and burned too close to your home field.. Would your master be very pleased if she found out?" Angelica giggled and I shook my head violently. She was speaking of my mother- every creature that is as damned as I has her as a mother. She made me herself which makes me far more superior than most vampires that were made by a fledgling's fledgling.

"And what about your father,huh? Would he be pleased to know that you're backing down to a vampire- his sister's child? Aren't you supposed to be a demon? Come here and fight me like one then." I replied. I saw Drake walking in the door of The Premiere. I made a move to walk in his direction when Angelica yelled back.

"Fine! Consider yourself warned! The war has been waged- we will alarm our father at once, but do NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES feel safe at all. The loss for your kind will be great. Watch out for your mortal friend for he like you is in grave danger." Then the coven disintegrated. So much for good-byes. Ha, like I needed one.

"Sorry I'm late- my care broke down and my friend Andy had to give me a jump. Are you ready to watch the movie?" Ahh sweet human boy- so oblivious to the chaos around him. How sweet that the worst thing in his head should be not kissing me good-night.

"Yes as a matter of fact I am. We're still watching the vampire one, correct?" He led me straight to the doors of the cinema showing the vampire movie.

"Uh-huh. I love vampires." he ushered me into a seat in the back and sat down.

" Me too." I silently chuckled. He was such a perfectly innocent distraction.

"Really?" Drake asked absent mindedly, he was more concerned with the half-naked female being drained of blood on screen.

"I am a vampire." My confession was blocked out by a loud shriek. Not that anyone would've noticed anyway- they were all so engrossed with the gore. The film was boring to me. It was like watching a re-run story of your daily habits.

So I let my mind wander. It had been at least a century since I'd seen Victoria or 'Mother'. But sure enough I knew that I would be seeing her very, very soon. She had found out from her brother, Antony that there was a war. This might surprise you but we're all related. All evil exists together, we feed off one another. In my mother's family (she has a rather large, extended family) -there is my mother, Victoria the original vampire, the mother of us if you will. Then there is her sister Eunice, the black magic queen. Eunice's twin sister Hannah the white magic practitioner. All of my 'aunts' and my 'mother' get along very well and work together. But the one who will not cooperate is my 'uncle' Antony or Hades as he is well known. He was angry with his natural parents for letting him to survive to be the only male in an otherwise female family. Unfortunately he has carried that anger and frustration into his supernatural life as well. Because of that devils like himself- will not cooperate with the rest of us, so we have these wars every couple hundred years or so I am told. My mother and her sisters promote peace and teach their fledglings (like me) to do the same to their fledglings. Normally when a fledgling starts a war that being is destroyed by their supernatural creator. Luckily for myself Victoria would not dream of doing so to me. We were very close in my early days and still are in a way. I stayed with her for my first 500 years and only recently ventured out on my own. Mother does however have a very bad temper, and I cringe at what she will do to illustrate that to me…