Tarot Tells All

CHAPTER 4

Dave still sat patiently with Bobby and Chris listening to jokes coming from DX, at least it wasn't boring at the moment. He looked at his watch, Kay should be here any moment. The door of the green room flung open as Kayla entered the room huffing, her camera gear and lap top bag strapped over her shoulders.

"Hey…" She smiled at her brother as he walked up to her to give her hand with her bags, it seemed that she had tired herself out getting here.

"Are you ok?" He asked as he grabbed the lap top strap from her.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. So, where do I have to go?"

"Come on, I'll take you." Dave took her by the hand and brought her around the back of the room, she waved at the few wrestlers she had met before, the others were new to her.

Kayla wasn't really a fan of wrestling, she didn't watch it much when it was just Dave she knew was in a match, then Mark came into her life and she had watched more. She really didn't care for it, but she liked take pictures just for a little creativity.

Back in the Manor, witches would learn a trade that they could live in the real world with. They had all sorts of Normal day to day occupations. Most witches taught at schools, were in politics, or even your own family doctor could be one, you never know.

Kayla like photography and was good at it, her teacher and fellow peers said she had an eye for it. She had a few pictures in National Geographic's pages a few times, and other publications, her name had crossed on the desk of quite a few important desks.

Dave brought her in the back room where there were lights and different back drops and props waited to be put on film.

"So, how many pics am I going to do today?" Kayla asked as she began to pull out her equipment.

"Hold on, I'll get Cindy. She knows who's all here." Dave waved over the assistant from across the room.

The pretty blond dressed in jeans and a pink blouse walked over smiling, "Is this our photographer?" She asked.

"Yeah, Cindy, meet my sister, Kayla Batista." Dave introduced them.

Kay stood up and shook the woman's hand, "It's actually Bautista. Dave is the only one who dropped the U."

"Same shit…" Dave chuckled.

"Same pile." Kay grinned at him.

"Great, well, I need to give you the list of wrestlers that will be getting their shots done, here you go, and we'll need to go over a few things as to what kind of props we should use…" Cindy grabbed Kay's hand as she pulled the witch towards the shot area.

"I'll see you later!" Dave called out as he left to go back into the green room, Kayla could only wave at him as the assistant went through the different wrestlers with Kay.

"I think I can manage…" Kayla walked back to the table where she had left her equipment.

"You can start with DX…" Cindy called out as she walked towards the green room door and began bringing in the wrestlers.

It wasn't a difficult job for her, the guys weren't hard to direct. HHH and Shawn Michaels posed easily in front of her camera, giving it their all. It was taking about half an hour per shoot, that wasn't including the twenty minutes it took to change the back ground for each set.

They had gone through five takes, only two more shots to go. Kayla took a moment before the next shot would begin to down load what the camera all ready had taken onto her lap top for further processing later, her eyes caught hold of the gothic themed back drop was hung as well as large black iron urns filled with blood red roses were placed on each side.

She set her camera back for the low light as the stage hands lit a few candles around to give the room more of a dark atmosphere.

Kay chuckled, it reminded her of Mark's room, but he wasn't scheduled today, infact he had taken a semi-retirement right now until Kane was well again.

"Ok, Kay, here's the next one, Kevin Thorn and Ariel. Their gimmick is being vampires." Cindy read from her board, "Then you have your brother and we're done!"

"Great, I am starving…" Kay realized that she never took a bite from breakfast, it didn't help that Kane ate it all.

The room began to feel cold to the witch, the hairs on her neck began to stand up as she felt a presence enter the room. It wasn't the same feeling she would get if one of the Reapers had come, she had felt this before, a very long time ago. It was not the dead that had come, she could feel the Undead in this very room.

Vampires had once walked in power during the beginning of time, but they had been run underground by the fellow magic communities from long ago after their power was corrupted. They were a danger to all living things, and did not belong in the balance of earth. The dead should remain dead, but the vampires had become an abomination to the life that they once were, twisted in horror and evil reborn in death. They were fast and powerful, dark shadows that would live their unholy life feeding on the blood of the living.

The Witches of long ago were granted a spell that would turn an ordinary person into a human weapon against these evil undead, they were granted above average strength and incredible fighting skills. Only a few chosen would wander the night, giving their body and soul for the hunt of the foul creatures.

Kayla had seen a vampire once before, as he was graded into the courtyard of the Manor when she was sixteen. Two Slayers, a large rugged Man and a young woman with a scar over her left eye had caught the creature lurking around the Manor. The Slayers had pined him up on a pole that was rooted to the ground six foot deep, there was logs and lamp oil mixed below the creature's feet. Matron Shalla had blessed the silver stake just before she rammed it hard into his chest, the creature cried out in pain as it fell lip. They set fire to the logs and watched the creature burst into flames until sunrise, there was nothing left but ashes that were collected and buried in the gardens. That is how they would deal with Vampires.

But Kayla didn't feel frightened, just nervous as she turned around to spy at the couple who now entered the room. Yes, their dark souls touched by death could be felt as they gazed back at the witch, the male's dark eyes pretty much didn't like seeing someone like her in such close proximity, understandable since Witches made it their life's work to get ride of all the undead in the world. But the Female, she looked more curios at Kay, but there was still a little reserve coming from her.

The witch swallowed hard, there was no way these two would risk exposure with so many people around. She knew they could see the witch's power emanating from her soul, Vampires had no problems reading souls. It helped them seduce their pray, to enter their minds and pluck away at their souls. She wondered if they would try something, but then they would be in for a rude awakening if the Deadman showed up pissed off. But then again, they were vampires pretending to be vampires…bold? Or foolish?

To be continued.