0299: The Vampire's Daughter, Book Three

At the border between Jillian and Emielius' territory, Elizabeth found a group from each side sitting on either side of Second Avenue. She looked at each group as they both looked at her and the band of vampires she had brought along.

One vampire from the East side went running off, while the others stood up. There were five still there, as Elizabeth walked up to what amounted to boarder guards.

"Well, if it isn't, oh, what's your name again little girl?" one of the vampires from Emielius' clan asked sarcastically.

Elizabeth smiled, looked to the floor and then put her fist through the vampire's head. She moved so quickly that no one even realized what had happened, they all just stood stunned.

With her arm still through vampire's head, she said, "Kill them all."

There was a minor struggle, but within a few minutes, the four vampires were dead. During the struggle, one of Jillian's vampires ran off.

Wiping the remains of the vampire off of her arm, Elizabeth said, "Forget the amount of effort it takes and the pain, I'll never understand how Sabastian manages to do this without getting filthy in the process."

As she finished the sentence, a band of about thirty or so vampires came up. "Ah, Marcus Emielius," Elizabeth said. "A pleasure to see you again. Wait, no, that's a lie. I'm not at all happy to see you. As I recall, you were one of the loudest voices in my opposition the entire time I ran the Tribunal."

"Yes and today we see that I was correct in my fear that you would be an utter and abject failure," Marcus Emielius responded.

"Oh, I can see where you might get that impression. But I assure you, I am about to set things right," she responded.

"And how is that to happen? Are you planning on defeating your sire? With this rag tag band of misfits?"

"This is just the start," she said.

"You don't believe I'm about to join this quixotic crusade, do you?" he asked.

"No, no I don't," said Elizabeth.

"Then why are you here?"

"Because I need Jillian's help."

"What do I have to do with that?" Marcus Emielius asked.

"It's very simple Marcus. You see, you seem to be encroaching on her territory. I need to stop you to get her help," Elizabeth said with a broad smile.

"You won't find me so easy to dispatch as that boy," he said, pointing to the vampire who's face had been punched through.

"I doubt that," Elizabeth said, her smile fading away.

Marcus looked sternly at her, and said, "Then let's do this."

"Not without me," Jillian yelled from behind the crowd, as she and the rest of her coven ran up to join the fight.

At that, sirens erupted nearby.

"Police," Marcus said. "We can't involve the humans."

"No," Elizabeth said. "Claim your dead and we'll finish this tomorrow evening. Unless, of course, you come to your senses."

"I'll kill you tomorrow."

The two groups scattered, with Jillian and Elizabeth walking together. "I assume I can count on you for shelter through the day?" Elizabeth asked.

"Certainly, but I'm not sure that I have enough room for everyone. You might have to suffer and share a bed with me."

"I'm sure I can handle such an inconvenience, after all, it is for the greater good," Elizabeth answered.

Back at Jillian's restaurant, the vampires spent the next hour talking and dancing. Then, just before dawn, Elizabeth shot up from Jillian's lap and yelled, "Get ready to fight!"

Everyone stood and within moments, firebombs came through the windows.

"Out through the front!" she screamed, "We take them head on."

She led the way and all followed.


[The Vampire's Daughter: An ongoing vampire story. Copyright Reuben Gregg Brewer, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009. All rights reserved.]