Melabeth the Vampire (30 page)

I had destroyed the living room while she had chased me around with that awful cross. I picked up an overturned lamp and smashed the front window, only, instead of the window breaking, the lamp exploded.

Great, even the windows were magically sealed. Carrie was still attacking Mab, and now she had her on her knees. Carrie was on her back choking her.

I was not sure what I should do. Then I heard the door slam open from down the hall. David, Kelly and Lizzie came out into the living room.

Their faces were in shock as they surveyed the scene playing out in the living room.

I was about to ask David for help, but, b
efore I could, David yelled out, “Carrie let my mother go.”

Carrie was still choking her, and Mab was starting to look a little green. David yelled out again, but this time
his voice sounded different. It sounded deeper, with more authority behind it when he yelled. “Carrie…leave…now.”

Carrie was suddenly pulled up in
to the air. All was quiet except for the sound of Mab trying to catch her breath. David ran over to his mother followed by his sister Kelly.

David and Kelly both
started shouting. “Mom… you ok? Breathe, are you all right Mom?”

Mab was now staring at me with hate in her eyes, like, somehow this was my fault, like I had made Carrie attack her.  I saw her slide her hand over to the cross that was lying on the floor. David like his sister was too busy consoling her to notice what she was about to pick up. I had to think fast, before she could use that cross on me again.

I yelled over at David. “Stop her David… the cross.” I said this as I pointed at the cross.

David looked down at what I was pointing at. He came to a realization, “Mom, don’t...”

Before David could finish, his sister Kelly cast some sort of spell on him. David went as stiff as a board and fell to the ground. With that, Mab grabbed the cross, and rose to her feet, and I could start to feel my eyes burn.

I didn’t have much time; if I didn’t attack, I would be in horrible pain again. David would never forgive me for what I was about to do.

A cloud of smoke burst into the living room. I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face.

No matter, I could still use my second sight to see Mab, but, before I cou
ld flash forward to attack her, I saw another person lunging toward me. I turned to face this new attacker.

With my second sight I could see someone heading right for me, and, to make matters worse, I was starting to feel the burning on my skin from the cross. I was ready for the attacker.

This person ran at me with their hands outstretched in front of them. I grabbed both of her wrists and twisted.

“AAAA…THAT HURTS MELABETH.” It was Lizzie.

I let her go; it was getting harder to concentrate, and my body started to feel like it was on fire again. I yelled at Lizzie. “Get away from me.”

With my second sight I could see Mab waving the cross around herself. This is probably why it was taking longer for the cross to affect me. Before she could see me, I would flash over and kill her.

Lizzie threw her arms around me. “Don’t hurt my mom. Let me get us out of here. I threw the smoke bomb, and we only have a few seconds, so hold on.”

With that, Lizzie started to chant. I knew with this chant she was about to teleport us out of here. The smoke was starting to clear, and my skin was
starting to burn worse. I screamed, “Hurry it up Lizzie.”

The world was just starting to melt away when the smoke vanished into Kelly’s hand. Now Mab was looking right
at me. Mab yelled out in anger, “NO LIZZIE…”

I saw Mab move toward us,
in one hand with a cross, and one hand with a ball of fire, but it was too late; we were already falling.

When we landed, it took me a second to get my beari
ngs. Between all the spinning from teleporting and my skin still feeling like someone torched me; I was confused and had lost all my bearings.

Lizzie had stepped away from me and was staring at me as my world came back into focus. I was outside standing next to a brick wall. I looked around, and I was standing inside yet another cemetery.

It was different from the one me and David had just left. This one was small, and, unlike the first cemetery, it was surrounded by houses and was not in the middle of nowhere.

I said with anger,
"What is it with you guys and cemeteries?” I calmed myself, and then said with a softer voice, “Sorry, I don’t mean to be rude. Thank you for saving me."

"I wasn’t saving you; I was worried about my mom, and this cemetery is mostly empty day and night, easier to teleport into without being seen or run over by a car." Lizzie said all this very matter of fact.

"Well, thank you anyhow. David would have never forgiven me if I would have hurt or killed his mother."

Lizzie eyed me funny, and then said. "I think David is right about you; you do have a heart, but he was an idiot to bring you home to mom. My dad says you’re evil, but I will take my chances. So, what's the plan?"

She was a strange girl. "No plan, just going home." I was a little turned around. "Which way is home?"

Lizzie laughed; it was a quiet laugh, and she hid her mouth when she smiled. "I will walk you home." With that, she started to walk across the grass.

I flashed up next to her and fell into step with her. "Lead the way."

We walked and talked. I came to find out that Lizzie and David had become real close since he moved here. David had shared almost everything with her. It was upsetting that he had told her so much, but, then again, I was pissed off at David in general. I shared my plan with Lizzie; I figured there was no harm; David will tell her anyway. Plus
, I would be going to school with her and David.

Lizzie said,
"I'll help."

"Why?"

"My father says you’re evil; my brother disagrees. I don’t know what to think, but, if I understand you, you’re not out for justice. It sounds as if your life goal is to kill the men who wronged you. I will not support a vigilante."

I stopped walking and looked at her. "What about justice? Is there any for me? Screw you; you don’t know what you're talking about. This is justice, and I will see those men dead. I don’t need your help."

Lizzie looked at me and calmly said. "I said I would help. You don’t need to get your panties in a wad. I just don’t agree with the way you're doing it, and you need to understand my part…I will help you because my brother is involved, and I think I can help you bring these men to real justice."

"Whatever, you are either on my side, or you’re not." I said trying to hold back my anger.

Lizzie turned and started to walk again. It forced me to start walking with her. "You're not dumb, Melabeth, and I very much doubt you see this world in black and white; good and bad. You cannot have me and my brother involved with the killing of this man. You do know this… don’t you?"

I felt like a child being scolded. "Yes."

Lizzie spoke with purpose, "Then understand that David and I will help you. We can help you blend in at school. We can help you gather evidence or information, but when the time comes to killing, it's all on you sweetheart. I will help in any way that doesn’t involve me and my brother in murder."

I stopped walking again; after a few more steps, Lizzie stopped. She turned and faced me.

Then I said, "Thank you… sorry, I guess. I do appreciate your help, and I don’t want you or your brother to be involved in the killing of Devon. Sorry I lost my temper."

Lizzie smiled, then turned
and started walking again. Once again I flashed up next to her. Lizzie said. "You're not mad at me; you're mad at David, my no good brother; I still can't believe he put my mother in danger like that. Don’t get me wrong, you don’t seem like you are out of control or anything, but my mom attacking you was a given. If you would have defended yourself… well let's just not even think of that."

I added,
"If I hurt or killed your mom, not only would David hate me, but my plans to get revenge would be ruined. I would have members of The Order trying to kill me because of David's stupid stunt."

“Yes, my mother’s death would really screw up your plans for murder; we can’t have that.” Lizzie said this with no real emotion.

“I didn’t mean like that… I am just glad no one got hurt.”

Lizzie and I walked along talking. She was not a super pretty girl, but she was not ugly. She hid her face when she laughed, but what I noticed the most was that she was smart. So many ways she reminded me of David; I liked her at once. We both agreed that David needed to suffer for what he had done.

Of course Lizzie was under the belief that David was suffering right this second. She figured minutes after we teleported that her mom was on the phone with her dad. Her dad would teleport home, so right about now there was a search for both of us. She also told me that she had taken me to her secret teleporting area and that no one else knew about it.

H
e had a good head start on them. The problem was that her secret teleporting area was about ten miles away from the Whites’ house.

I stated my idea,
"We need to hitch a ride, before someone sees us. If any of The Order members catch me with you… well I think you know the saying, when the shit hits the fan."

"Hitchhiking
is dangerous," Lizzie said. I turned and looked at her. She had a little smirk on her face, "That’s what I have heard."

I laughed,
"That’s funny; I heard that it was dangerous to pick up hitchhikers."

Lizzie responded,
"I think you are right… at least tonight."

Of course that brought back memories of being picked up by those brothers. It didn’t take long for me and
Lizzie to catch a ride. Two girls walking at night time, who wouldn’t stop? The lady who stopped to pick us up gave us a ride all the way to the Whites’ house. It only cost us a lecture about how it is too dangerous for young girls to be hitching. We thanked the nice lady, and she drove away.

"Well it was nice of you to see me all the way home, but you should probably teleport home now." I wasn’t even sure why she came all the way here with me.

"Not going to invite me in?" Lizzie said with a straight face.

"Not a good idea."

"Well I would like to meet your family." Lizzie said, still just staring at me.

What on earth did
she want? "Have a nice night Lizzie." And with that I started to walk up the driveway toward the Whites’ house.

I could hear and see Lizzie with my second sight. She followed me up the driveway just a few feet behind me. I turned and faced her. "What do you want?"

"To meet your family."  Lizzie simply said.

"I need more reasons than that. My quote unquote family, are dangerous. So give me one good reason." I crossed my arms over my chest as I said this.

She let out a breath, as if the mere fact that she had to explain herself was exhausting. Then Lizzie said. "Look, I have always wanted to meet vampires before. There are not a lot of you guys around, so I thought this would be a rare experience, to meet vampires who might not eat me. Plus, when I get home, I am in for hours of lectures followed by a grounding. I probably will be stuck in the house for a month. My mom is going to be pissed that I teleported you out of there."

"Well that's not good enough. Goodnight, Lizzie." I turned and started walking toward the house again, and again I could hear Lizzie fall in step behind me. "Come on." I said as I turned to face her again.

She hid her face; which meant she was smiling. Then she looked at me and said, "You owe me big time." She crossed her hands over her chest like I had done and stared me down.

"Ok, your funeral." M
e and Lizzie walked up to the Whites’ house.

When we got up to the door our timing was perfect. Michael and Lea pulled up in the truck. Lea looked a little upset, so I asked her as she hopped out of the truck. "What's wrong? Did everything go alright?"

Lea gripped, "Fine… until we got home." She went to the rear of the Jimmy and started unloading bags.

I looked over at Michael,
"What's her problem?"

A small smirk crossed Michael’s face. "Lea is pretty good at feeling emotions, nowhere as good as Charlotte. Soon as we pulled up she could feel the anger off of you. She’s guessing things didn’t go so well with David."

"That’s not the half of it," I said.

Lizzie cleared her throat,
"Hi, I am Lizzie."

I quickly introduced her,
"Oh yeah… Michael, Lea, this is Lizzie. Lizzie is David’s sister." Michael started to speak, but I interrupted him. "Before you ask, let me help you two unload. It’s a long story."

Lizzie walked to the back of the Jimmy and said. "I will help too." And she grabbed a bag.

Michael lifted one eyebrow, and then said. "You know this is a bad idea."

I laughed. "I warned her."

Well the whole thing turned out alright. It helped that Alice was out. She had left with Ezra; Charlotte didn’t bother to tell us where. Charlotte could care less about Lizzie and went off to do God knows what.