0268: The Vampire's Daughter, Book Three

Gan turned around, walked back out onto the tower, and looked at Sol. He looked deeply into Sol’s eyes and mind. Sol defended only certain thoughts from Gan.

“You were raised to believe, but your life suggests to you that you shouldn’t believe,” Gan said. “Sol, we all do God’s work in one way or another. It is all in his plan.”

“You aren’t the first to tell me that,” Sol responded, turning away and looking out over the horizon.

“I assume John Paul has told you the same thing many times.”

“He wasn’t the only one,” Sol said. “But it still strikes me as odd that you should so willingly and easily kill. What are you, God’s assassin?”

Gan laughed loudly, then, putting an arm around Sol, said, “I do not kill as easily as you may think.”

“Really? Then how do you explain this?” Sol asked, pointing at the courtyard full of vampires training to be assassins.

“I play a part, as do you. My part involves killing. It is that simple,” Gan answered.

“So do you work for God or the devil?”

Gan chuckled, removing his arm from Sol. “God loves us all and we all play a part in his plan. That plan is larger than you imagine. It’s larger than I can imagine. The devil isn’t in a constant fight against God the way you were taught. There is no bogeyman trying to damn us, or anyone else for that matter. We don’t need any help, we do that very well ourselves.

“You want to believe, but you don’t know what to believe. It’s O.K. This isn’t heaven, you don’t have to perfect…” Gan said, but stopped, as he was distracted by a row of cars in the distance.

“Do you sense them?” he asked Sol.

“Yes,” Sol answered.

“Can you tell who they are?”

“They are from the European Court.”

“I expected this would happen,” Gan said. “Can you tell what they want?”

“No, they are protecting their minds fairly well and the distance is still great, but I don’t think they are here to wish me well.”

Gan laughed again, “No, I don’t imagine they are.”

“There are a great many of them. This is a show of force. I sense almost 100 vampires in the caravan,” Sol said.

“Yeah, that’s about what I got,” Gan said.

“If you can read them, why ask me?”

“Consider it another test.”

“Do you know what they want?” Sol asked.

“Yes,” Gan answered.

“Would you mind sharing it with me?”

“You don’t want to know, but your guess wasn’t off base,” Gan said. He looked over the edge of the tower at his army. All of his troops had stopped and were looking up, waiting for orders. “To the gates!” he yelled down to them.

“Car,” Gan said while watching his men prepare, “please take Sol down to his room and make sure he is safe.”

“Yes sir,” the little girl’s voice came from behind, causing Sol to spin around.

“I didn’t even know she was there,” Sol said to Gan.

“You are young, you were distracted.”

“What about Jamie?” Sol asked.

“Ah, your consort. Yes, Car…” Gan started, but Car interrupted.

“It has already been taken care of.”

“Thank you Car,” Gan said.

“Yes, thank you,” Sol said.

“I’m only doing my job,” she responded. “Will you please join me?” she asked Sol, as she turned.

“If it's all the same,” Sol said, “I’d rather stay.”

Gan looked at him for a moment and then said, “So be it.”



[The Vampire's Daughter: An ongoing vampire story. Copyright Reuben Gregg Brewer, 2005, 2006, 2007. All rights reserved.]