call of night: beyond the dark (3 page)

“What do you expect we do when we come across Lily and Katya?” George asked keeping his eyes on the road.

“Not what you are thinking.” Frank replied.

“Their taking people’s lives just so they can survive.” George said angrily.

“They are still my daughters, they are still my blood; our blood.”

A haunting feeling of sorrow ran effortlessly through George’s veins as the rest of the drive continued in silence. He knew the road they were on wasn’t a good one; their plan had already been set in motion.

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The night wreaked of death, blood will spill; a warning Katya kept to herself although Lily could feel it too. The uncontrollable hunger was the last thing on Katya’s mind, what was to come there was not enough time to prepare not even with magic. Soon, it would not be the vampires mortals would have to fear. How long could she keep it from Julius?

Katya stopped counting the hours in the night. Apart of her still remembered being mortal, not what it was like to feel; she thought it was better that way. She remembered what the world looked like in sunlight and how it was to her before she turned.

As Katya stood outside the mansion listening to the whispers in the wind, Julius watched her from a first floor window.

“Got something on your mind?” Xavier asked.

“We need to keep an eye on her.” Julius replied with no hesitation.

All Katya could do was laugh inside. Soon, the wolves would be at their door and there would be nowhere for anyone to hide. Lily found it impossible to ignore what she was feeling as well, more darkness creeping over her.

She dreamt of it as a child, not quite sure if her sister had too, she never spoke of it.

As close as everyone thought they were, Lily still had her secrets. Spending time with Micah just made her realize how different they actually were. Micah knew he couldn’t stop Lily from completely turning into the monster he hated and Katya from gloating, knowing that Lily wasn’t at all as perfect as she let herself to be to others; Lily had a mind of her own that much was certain. Lily was the only one who knew just how envious Katya was.

Katya used her beauty to get what she wanted even when it came to satisfying her cravings. Lily couldn’t help but wonder what else she would use it for.

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              The difference between Lily and her sister she was out for revenge, Katya was out for blood and it didn’t matter whose. Lily was the only one who could stop her. Lily had one thought to end the vampire who turned her and she wasn’t going to let her hunger get in the way of that. Katya was her way to get as close to Julius as possible, she would never let her sister near him without a fight and that was what Lily was hoping for.

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With Dana’s determination to get to their destination what would come out of the shadows would not be enough to stop them. It wasn’t such a quiet night in the forest, her mother once told her to listen closely to the sounds for they were warning signs of danger nearby. She could hear her mother’s voice inside of her head and feel her grandmother’s strength stronger than she’d ever had before. She wondered how they themselves would feel if they knew Christopher hadn’t really turned his back on his family forever. If anything, the quest would bring them back to the way they were when they were children.

The ancient house was nestled deep in the forest, no more than a two day walk. Not exactly sure of what they would find when they would finally reach the front door, but they were prepared.

As a doctor, Christopher was able to deal with others and their tragedies comfort them unlike his own often running from them, never toward them.

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              Because her heart always remained with family, Christopher knew there were worst things his sister had to go through. Killing the vampires on her own, and the nightmares she couldn’t escape. He hated himself for leaving her alone and not being there when she needed him the most. Coming along with her would never be enough to make up for it.

There were eyes upon them Dana couldn’t tell if they were mortal or immortal.

“No secrets, Dana.” Christopher interrupted her thoughts.

“We’re not alone.” Dana spoke quietly.

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The house wasn’t at all vacant like Dana and Christopher had thought. Eve Dupree had a fascination with any and all things to do with history, when she stumbled upon the house by chance she didn’t expect to wake up tied to a chair in the cold, damp basement. As she began to see a little more clearly, her heart began to race and fear settled into her chest. It was Christian who took a liking to her even though it was forbidden. It would’ve been impossible to keep her a secret.

“You’re probably wondering why you are here.” Although, Christian’s voice was gentle it wasn’t enough to calm her.

She wanted to be home, in her own bed underneath warm sheets. That wasn’t the question she was asking herself, she was wondering if she was ever going to see the light of day again.

Eve didn’t speak, tears rolled down her cheeks. Christian knew he didn’t need anything other than the rope for her hands she wasn’t going to cause trouble. 

Eve had done research on witches, vampires, ghosts and shape shifters. Christian was the first shifter she had the displeasure of meeting.

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It was the way he looked at her that made her certain of it. What he wanted to make her sure of was why he was restraining her, not to harm her but to protect her from wandering about the house and letting curiosity get the best of her. Her mind was filled with knowledge and she wouldn’t have been able to help herself.

“It was dangerous for you to come here.” Christian continued, “You know what I am?”

Eve nodded.

“Then you know I am not alone.” Christian was different than his kind.

“What do you want from me?” Eve asked nervously, a part of her didn’t want to know the answer.

“To keep you safe.” Christian replied.

Eve wasn’t quite sure she understood, in the back of her mind she knew there was more he wasn’t telling her.

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Christian didn’t want to leave her in the basement but he knew if he didn’t return the others would search for him and find her. Eve wasn’t sure if she could trust him, she knew he was the only one to set her free. The moment Christian left; she wondered what it was he was keeping her from.

Another question that ran through her mind, how long did he intend to keep her?

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Being the daughter of the town Sheriff, Maggie Arnold was expected to follow in his footsteps instead she did the opposite. Bodies were piling up at the morgue; her father never thought she would have the stomach for the career as a medical examiner and wasn’t sure why it was that position she wanted to take.  It was strange seeing the people she once knew laying before her with no pulse even stranger that the healthiest people could suddenly drop dead.  Her father did the best he could to keep the investigations as quiet as possible. When Peter Gould walked into the police station, Sheriff Arnold knew it was going to be a long day.

“He came in this morning with quite the story to tell but would only talk to you.” Deputy Cooper kept his distance from Peter while he spoke as most people did.

The Sheriff nodded and entered the interview room. Peter wasn’t acting like himself; the Sheriff couldn’t help but notice as he took a seat in front of him.

“What can I do for you Peter?” The Sheriff asked.

“I’m here because of how I can help you.” Peter replied. He wasn’t the most trusted man, anything that came out of his mouth was sure to be a lie.

“Help me how exactly?” The Sheriff knew he should’ve ended the conversation before it started.

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              “I know things aren’t right in this town, I have eyes I can see perfectly clear. I also know what people think of me; I have ears they may whisper but not low enough.” Peter stopped caring about the opinions of others and did the best he could to live his own life the way he chose.

“I know what I saw that night Sheriff,” Peter continued. “It wasn’t some hallucination although I wish it had been.”

“You still believe there is something supernatural here?”

There was a change in Peter’s body language as he focused on the Sheriff’s question.