call of night: beyond the dark (4 page)

“More than that, something really bad is come more frightening than what nightmares are made of.”

The Sheriff could feel his shoulders and neck tense. His gut told him he needed to start listening to Peter no matter how crazy the man seem.

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It was the smoke from the bonfire that caught Lily’s attention and where that smoke was were sure to be warm bodies. She kept to the shadows, making it easy to creep up on them without a sound but the hunger she felt wasn’t going to let her lay in wait.

“Got another beer?” She hated the stench of it; they welcomed her as the male with the green eyes handed her a bottle.

They didn’t need to ask any questions of her, perhaps they should have. The woman kept dancing by the fire laughing and smiling.

“Careful, you don’t want to fall in do you?” Lily gained their trust immediately. If they had paid attention to her not just leaving the bottle unopened, but the strange look in her own eyes they might have been given the chance to run not that they would’ve gotten far enough away from her.

It was the woman Lily wanted, always the easiest prey; to distract the male wouldn’t have been too difficult especially since she did have plans for him, it would have been a problem for Micah yet it was too late she had already made up her mind.

With her powers she was able to put the male under a spell; he would do anything she demanded, it was an idea she liked a lot.

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“What is your name?” Lily asked him seductively.

For a moment he was quiet, lost in her beauty.

“Alex.” He replied. The woman was still dancing, the music echoed in her thoughts like thunder vibrating in a night sky.

Lily only wished she could block out her own thoughts as she drank the woman’s blood knowing her need would never be fulfilled.

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              Micah was at the motel pacing the floor when Lily walked in with Alex. Lily wasn’t sure exactly how to read the look on Micah’s face deep within she really didn’t care. She was changing; the memory of the person she used to be was dying.

“This is Alex.” Lily introduced him with a smirk.

“Did you?” Micah was unable to finish his question.

“Turn him? No, not yet.” The last thing she was going to let Micah do was ruin her plans.

“Then why bring him here?” Micah was starting to believe he should have just left her the night he followed her.

Lily didn’t answer, just smiled.

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Bringing a mortal could have endangered them both; Micah couldn’t help but wonder if that was her plan.

He began to question just how different Lily was from Katya and part of him already knew they were one in the same;

A darkness that no immortal had ever seen.

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Frank had fallen asleep no matter how desperate he was to fight it; he also had a gift which he kept from his daughters, his dreams were not his own.  As much as he hated them, they helped him know things beforehand including where his daughters would be. He used to need the alcohol just to release the images from his mind but he found something better. Killing a vampire meant one life saved, he reminded himself over and over again. His brother George knew it would not be enough to ease the pain once he is in fact in the presence of his daughters. When they were children, it was simple to pretend the world was a wonderful place. When they were children, they turned a blind eye to evil and lived in peace.

He missed feeling that happiness.

“We’re here.” George said as he put the vehicle in park and stared up at the old run down farmhouse.

They weren’t nearly close to their destination but it couldn’t hurt to make a few stops along the way and in the end it was always worth it.

“How many do you figure are in there now?” Frank asked shifting his seat into an upright position.

“No more than usual.” George replied, thankful they made it before sunset.

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Frank thought he would never be able to walk again even as he was walking straight into a nest he felt peace within.  Frank was never one who liked surprises one of the reasons why he did happen to be a little grateful for his dreams. George knew the more vampires his brother killed the harder it would be for him to see what they had to do.  As much as he loved his nieces, he couldn’t keep letting them take the lives of the innocent.

Before they entered the house, they checked their stakes always safe to carry multiple supplies especially when vampires come at you from every direction.

You had to be quick enough, you had to be focused.

The world they were living in now was much different than the stories they were told when they were young. Vampires didn’t sleep in coffins; to them it really didn’t matter.  What mattered was when they woke how thirsty they were, it was easy when they weren’t people you knew before they turned.

Strangers in the dark.

With no souls, no humanity left in them at all it becomes all that remains in your thoughts;

Stopping the evil.

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Dana couldn’t ignore the rustling of the leaves in the tall oak and maple trees all around them. There were words in the wind; she couldn’t make out what they were saying. The closer they got to the house, the more the air began to change. It took a moment before Christopher had realized his sister wasn’t beside him, she was standing still a few feet from where he was.

“What is it?” Christopher asked although his sister didn’t need to answer.

The trees around them began to bleed, it was meant to keep them from continuing.

“We can’t stop now.” Christopher wasn’t about to let her give up.

Dana closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She ignored the twigs cracking beneath their feet. It wasn’t just a hallucination they had seen and not another warning, but a premonition. Dana wasn’t going to tell Christopher how it made her feel, she considered it strange they both could see it.

Dana could feel the sense of relief she would receive once they’ve reached the house.

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It was nothing like Dana had imagined it to be. Her hand wouldn’t stop shaking as she held the key in her hand even more as the door slowly unlocked. The house was dark, Christopher took the first step. She felt an undeniable fear she knew she couldn’t let consume her. She wondered if having her grandmother’s strength would be enough, her grandmother’s wasn’t afraid to face death, she didn’t scream as most women would have; of course most women didn’t know the real evil that did exist.

Faith was what held they’re family together, faith love and prayer.

Dana and Christopher may have not known what they needed to look for as they browsed through the house, through every room; Christopher felt it was perhaps a good thing until they found their way into the basement where they found Eve; she was slumped in the chair sleeping.

“You shouldn’t be here.” Eve spoke quietly as she lifted her head adjusting her eyes to the darkness.

“Why? What is this place?” Christopher asked slowly approaching her.

She could barely speak because she was so weak.

“You must go.”  Eve’s only thought was to protect them.

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“We’re not going to just leave you here.” Dana put down her bag and began to try to untie the woman. “Help me, Christopher.” She pleaded for her brother’s help.

Her wrists had cuts from the rope. She wanted to tell them to leave her there, it would’ve been worse for them if they didn’t.  They put her arms around their shoulders; they weren’t going to leave a woman to die.

It would have been difficult to carry her all the way back to the car, but they had enough food and water in their bags first they needed to get as far away as possible before anyone noticed the woman was missing.

             
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              Christian didn’t know what upset him more that someone entered the house or that someone took what didn’t belong to them. Their scent filled the house which triggered a fury in the others; he had to explain to them everything. It wasn’t just the intruder’s blood they wanted, Christian couldn’t say he didn’t feel the same way; he just had to get to them first. In wolf form with his speed, time did not exist.

Christopher quickly stepped on the brake as Christian stood in front of the car; his anger was plain to see.

“Don’t stop, just drive!” Dana yelled as she looked toward the back seat.

Eve was staring straight ahead at Christian knowing they would never escape.

“He’s a shifter.” Eve said calmly.

“Could you be a little more specific?” Christopher asked as he managed to get out of Christian’s sight and pressed his foot against the accelerator without thinking twice.

“Wolves, there’s a pack and they won’t be far behind him.”