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Jonah had woken up, with a massive hangover. He had a headache, and once he noticed he was naked, he cussed, knowing exactly what had happened last night. But when he looked beside him, the woman was gone. And so was his ring. And the sun had come up. Jonah got to his feet, putting on his clothes as quickly as possible, and exiting her bedroom. That's when he heard footsteps in the kitchen, and he followed the sound. There she was, the blonde woman, in black, leather shorts that could be considered another layer of skin, a gray belt, and a black, sleeveless shirt and around her neck, a chain with Calypso's second ring hung on it.
"Ah, good morning, Jonah!" she said with a grin. "Last night was unexpected. But I enjoyed it, and I know you did, too."
"How do you know my name?" Jonah asked, not remembering telling her that last night.
"Oh, my dear boy, I know everything about you. I know that right now you're helping a human girl. She's a beauty, isn't she?"
"Who are you?"
"And you've found Calypso's second ring! You already have the first one, because that human's father had it. Very lucky of you, but what are you supposed to do without the second one?"
"Give it back!"
"Tsk tsk tsk. Calm yourself, Jonah."
"Answer my question, dammit! Who are you?"
"My name is Aura. I'm like you."
"Like me?" Jonah asked, and remembered feeling her skin. How it was cold, and how she didn't have a heart beat. And then he got it. "You're a vampire."
"Ah, you answered it correctly. You probably don't know this: I'm one of Solomon's spies. I've been tracking you and your little girlfriend down for a while now. I've been watching her more than I've been watching you."
"Elora isn't my girlfriend," he said, but shortly thought about it. Then, pushed that thought out of his head. They could never be together. He's a vampire, she's human. He was afraid that he'd hurt her. And besides, even if they did decide to be together, they can't start a family because they're not the same species. Vampires take on the appearance of human beings, but they aren't human. It would never work for them, unless Elora decided to turn.
"I know all about her mommy and daddy being vampire hunters. Pretty ironic, isn't it? That she's falling in love with a vampire while her parents are hunters of our kind," she added.
"Falling in love?"
"Sure, why not? Just think about it, Jonah. It's just you and her, alone, for a few weeks, trying to get her parents back. Don't you think with all that bonding you two are gonna go through, that she might just get a wee bit of feelings for you?"
"Stop!" Jonah exclaimed. "Just give me the ring back so I can go!"
"Jonah, I'm afraid I can't. Solomon wants this ring back." Aura raised her eyebrows, remembering something. "OH! I almost forgot! Solomon told me to tell you something whenever I found you. Hmm . . . let me see. What was it? Oh, yes! He said: When you have Calypso's rings, meet us in New Orleans, Louisiana on October 31st."
"Halloween? That's five days away."
"Have fun with your little girlfriend before then, because on Halloween, all hell will break loose."
Aura turned around to head outside, but using his inhuman speed, Jonah pulled her back, sending her back-first into a wall behind them. He ripped the necklace from her neck and pushed her onto her back on the ground. She found this amusing, because she had a naughty grin on her face. "Are we replaying what happened last night?" Aura asked, looking at her necklace that was in Jonah's grip.
"I don't hit women, just vampire bitches like you." He literally tossed her across the room as if she was as light as a feather, and slipped the ring onto his finger, then ran out of her house, making his way to downtown Kingsland, Georgia.
Jonah had entered the motel room, startling me. I was eating McDonald's that I bought not so long ago, and yes, I bought something for Jonah, too. He looked sweaty, worried, and he was shaking.
"We need to go," Jonah said quickly. "Now."
"Why? Oh, and where were you yesterday?"
"I - - uh - - got drunk yesterday, some lady took me in her home and I spent the night there. But I can explain everything once we leave. Come on!"
I didn't question him. We got our things together and Jonah went to the front office to checkout of this motel. I had gotten everything put on Everett and we were about to leave. But then, I forgot I had left my necklace with Calypso's ring in a drawer near the bed. I hurried back inside to get it. Once I retrieved it, I hooked it around my neck and slipped the long chain in my shirt. I walked back to the front door of our motel room and there stood a blonde woman. The same blonde woman I had seen two days ago.
"Nice to see you again, Elora," she said. I could see burn marks on her face, arms, and legs. When she came closer, I saw the burns heal. Oh, God. She's a vampire!
"Uh, hi. Who are you?"
She stepped closer, and I took steps backwards. "Jonah will tell you all about it. I just want the rings."
"Solomon didn't tell us that he was going to have people pickup the rings."
"Oh, well, now you do. Hand it over. Now."
"Or what?"
"Or I drink all the blood from your body and leave your corpse for Jonah to find. Won't that be an interesting game of hide-and-seek?"
"Leave us alone. Get out!"
"Not without the ri-"
"ELORA!" Jonah exclaimed, throwing himself on the blonde woman. "Elora, get inside Everett. NOW!" Once he said Everett, I remembered what I had inside of the glove box. I ran to Everett, flung open the passenger's door and opened up the glove box to see my gun that Dad had loaded with silver bullets. Silver slows vampires down, I remembered and ran inside the motel. Only to see that the blonde woman was holding something to Jonah's chest. A wooden stake.
"You're a vampire hunter?" I asked breathlessly.
"Sure," she said. "You can say that."
"Don't do it!" I held up my gun. "It's loaded with silver bullets."
"You won't do it," the woman said. "I can see that you're a coward. Huh, who would'a thought? Elora Hawthorne, the daughter of vampire hunters, is too afraid to pull a trigger to kill a vampire."
"I'm no coward."
"Oh, you aren't?" I could see that she was putting pressure on the stake on Jonah's chest, because he was flinching. When he opened his mouth to say something, she would try to pierce him with the stake. "Prove me wrong," she added, and when she said that, she pulled Jonah in front of her, wrapping his arms around him so she could get a good grip on the stake. She pushed on the stake harder, and I could see blood dripping down.
"DO IT!" Jonah yelled. "Kill this bitch!"
"But I'll shoot you, too!" I exclaimed.
"I don't care! KILL HER!"
Before I could even think, I pulled the trigger. Jonah fell onto his knees and the blonde woman fell onto her side on the ground. She was coughing up dark blood and her skin was turning to ash. Her hair and body withered into nothingness in a matter of seconds. And all that was left of her was the bullet I had shot, that was resting upon her ashes, and her leather clothes. And then I remembered - -
"JONAH!" I ran to his side, shoving my gun into my boot and pulling him to his feet. I dragged him into the passenger seat of his pickup truck and I got into the driver's. I started the car and drove off. He was in so much pain, that whenever we hit a bump, he would scream. "Jonah! The bullet exited your body! I don't understand why you're in so much pain!"
"Once silver is . . . in me . . . it immediately goes into my system, into my blood. I - - I need to feed," Jonah stuttered.
I pulled over to the side of the road, stopping the car with a screech. I was glad that Everett had tinted windows. I rolled up my sleeve and extended my arm to Jonah. "Drink."
"I won't drink your blood. I need an animal."
"Jonah, I'm not going to hunt down a deer for you right now. Drink my blood."
He continued to shake his head.
"Dammit, Jonah!" I took off my seat belt and crawled over to the passenger's seat, sitting on Jonah's lap. I was hoping I didn't cause him more pain. "Drink from me. Please. I don't want to see you die." Did that last part come out right? I asked myself.
"If I drink from you, I don't think I'll be able to control myself," he added.
I put my wrist onto his soft, cold lips. "Drink. Let's worry about that some other time. You know, when you're not slowly dying."
Jonah was shaking, I knew that much. I don't know if it was from the pain, or from the fact that he was about to have his first taste of human blood in so long. I readied myself, and I saw his fangs come out. He gripped onto my waist as he buried his fangs into my wrist.
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