Thou shall not kill - chapter five
For disclaimer see chapter one.
Day turns into night
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Day Frog's home
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Alan and Edgar were shocked and perplex for they had been so sure that they'd won but know things seemed to be a lot more complicated than they ever thought possible.
How was it possible that Michael and that girlfriend of his, Star, didn't return to being human like they should. They should've been okay, shouldn't they?
They had to.
"How is that possible, dad?" they asked him, seemingly confused.
"Are you sure that this Max had been the only one, the only head vampire?" Paedrig asked. "I mean are you sure he is the one who was their sire?"
"Well, no," Alan replied, "but the returned to normal so it had to be Max."
"Yeah, he himself said so, too." Edgar added.
"What about this David? Wasn't he the leader of the pack?" Paedrig mused, then shook his head. "You say he was killed by antlers, wasn't he?"
"Oh, no!" Alan exclaimed, "Damn, how could we be so stupid."
"But we burned all of them, didn't we Alan?" Edgar objected.
"We did, didn't we?" Alan whispered, but his voice was shaking. No, he wasn't sure at all. It was kind of blurred. Vampires had reality bending abilities.
"Now, we've got only one way to be sure," Edgar mused.
"Sure, we've got to meet Sam." Alan agreed.
"Well, do that boys," Paedrig said and yawned strongly, "but I've got a date with my bed, you know."
"Oh, yeah. Good night dad." Alan said and suppressed a yawn of his own.
Edgar wasn't that self-restricting however, he let go of a loud yawn, announcing happily how tired he really was. "Yeah, let's go to bed, too." He agreed.
xox
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Night on the beach
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Star and Michael were silently sitting at the beach; watching waves surging softly on the shore. All he knew was how much he loved her, love like he had never before.
He looked up to sky, seeing the raising moon reflecting in the waves. The night looked beautiful. He still wasn't sure if this was a dream or a nightmare.
He looked at Star. "A dream, definitely a dream," he thought.
"We will make it. What ever happens I love you Star," Michael whispered into her ear and put her closer to him.
"Do you believe?" she asked him.
"Yes, I do. We have to," he answered her question with a smile on his lips, "We have to. There's no other choice for us." And he was right. Destiny had made this decision for them. They have to give in. This was what he was thinking. And beside this the night was just too beautiful for brooding over their future.
"Star," he whispered, "come with me!"
"Mike, what…" she asked confused, but he took her hand and his feet left their contact to floor. He was floating.
"Come on let's fly," he smiled and kissed her. His decision had come quietly to him, when he had realized that there would be no way out of this. Why not enjoying this a little. Besides flying was simply amazing to him. Now, that there was no fear any more. Not like that time, the first time it had happened to him.
There was magic. In a way it was all magic to him, a dark itself too. He was still a little afraid of what he, they, might do. But there was absolutely nothing he could do about that. Yes, the night was beautiful.
No, this was the only way to do this, to cope with this. If you took away the choice from them, what was left? He could only accept what had happened, what they were now.
And he was too young to spend brooding about the future for eternity, especially if the latter could be a rather long time considering their condition.
"Whoa …" She laughed next to him. "I've almost forgotten this."
"About flying?"
"Joy of being alive." She smiled happily, forgetting everything else for the time being.
"Joy!" He agreed loudly.
"We can't tell them," Star whispered suddenly, clutching him closer to her.
"No, we can't." He agreed as silently, "they would not understand it."
Michael shook his head, taking another look at the moon. Oh, how he wished they would understand, but how could they? How could they after what happened?
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xox
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"No, they won't understand," David whispered, "they'll never do." He smiled a bitter smile while watching his two remaining children from afar. He was sad because he lost all of his family, but content because he was free now. Now, that Max was gone.
"Max," he muttered with a little more fervour, "it had been all your fault…"
Then he chuckled darkly. "You've been a fool."
He swallowed. "A fool, who cost me my pack."
"But I'm going to get it back." Then he grinned.
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Thank you for reading.
Miarath