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"Mike... let... me... go!"
Mike tightened his grip on my wrist, causing the bone to crack. I flinched at the sound but the bone was nothing.
It was dark outside except for the single porch light. We were approching a house, a large house that looked alot like my old house.
When I looked back at the porch I realized that there were two figures standing there.
"You've got her. Good job boys." A womens voice said. It riminded me of the first time I met warren. Voice smooth and velvety.
"Are warren and all the others ok?" Trent asked.
The woman and the man disregarded Trents question.
"I want you to take her inside and put her in the basement." A mans voice said.
Mike started to lead me up the porch. When we reached the lit part of the porch I looked at the vampires. They looked oldly like my mother and father.
A memory of them flashed through my mind. My parents with me when I had just learned to walk. Me teatering back and forth, my mother and father clapping and laughing.
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I ended up in a small room with one lone light.
Just then Trent, Mike and there two creators.
"Lets cut right to the chase," The man said." Have you seen this picture before?"
"Yes, I have," I said while thinking in the back of my mind the only people that ever had that were....
My parents. Just then It all clicked together.
My parents werent dead. they had been bit by vampires. they've just been avioding me all these years to keep me safe. But why should they come out now about it?
And where were my parents?
Right.
In.
Front.
Of.
Me.
"My parents arent dead. Why didnt you guys tell me or at least try and come get me."
"Clever girl. You've always been that way sweetheart," My mom said, well not my mom really anymore." And dating this one, REALLY clever."
My mind suddenly shot back to warren, thinking Is he alright?
He's fine, he's locked up in your parents room, but he's finding a way out.
Trent. I thought with a sight of relief in my thought.
Stall, just to spare some time for warren. I know your good at talking so just do it. Trent commanded.
Okay. I said in a calm voice.
"Why the dreams? You sending me messeges that your not dead through dreams?" I asked, my voice smooth.
"What?" My mother asked like she hadn't heard me.
"You heard me answer my question."
Nice. Trent's husky voice said
Thanks, first thing that came to mind. I thought back.
"I was easier to tell you that we were here and not expose the danger to you." My father said.
"You trusted warren, Why cant you trust us?" My mother said.
That's true.
No! The've killed more than a hundred humans in thier two years. They keep track in this book! I saw it! Trent shouted with his mind.
The next thing I know Warren bust throught the door so fast that I dont see him Take a hold of my mothers neck.
"Let them go." Warren said sternly.
"You better listen to him he'll kill you, and enjoy it."
An evil grin spred across Warrens face. He didnt have to say anything for them to get that.
"If you go with them your brothers dead." I could tell she that she ment that mike would kill him.
"He's already dead," Warren said "I killed him."
"What about you Trent? Your going to give up everthing here, everything that we provided you?"
"You've provided me absoletly nothing. You've proved that what I am is a sin, is a discgrace."
Out of no were thier dead, blood everywere. I was never so relieved that people were dead before. Expesially my mother and father.
That night we took Trent in as family. Tomorrow would be the day we could finally trust him.