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what’s with the change
of game plan? That is what you must be asking yourself, right?”
Adam said, crossing his legs.
    “Yes, what do you want with
me? Why did you ask me to meet with you?” Elijah slid into the
offered chair, his body rigid and on guard.
    “Well, I guess you could
say I am recruiting…” Adam paused. “But in full honesty, I want
Deirdra.”
    Elijah’s eyes widened and
he felt a wave of anger and fear overwhelm him. “No. You cannot
have her. She will never go to you.”
    “Ah, well, we shall have to
wait and see won’t we?” A vicious grin spread across his face. “She
will be my Queen and I her King. We shall rule the night, she and
I. And you, you and your little fiendish friends shall be my
minions. This city, this country–the whole world will have new gods
to praise and worship as they already praise rock stars and actors
rather than God himself. They are in need of something new,
powerfully seductive and menacing; they need us to rule over them.
They will all praise my Queen and me and bow at our feet with
pleasure. There is so much to do! I am quite excited–aren’t you?” A
deep laugh bellowed out from him filling the room with a sense of
foreboding.
    Elijah flew from his chair
and towards Adam. Elijah thrust his hands out and grabbed Adam’s
neck, squeezing it forcefully. As he tightened his grip, Adam let
out a quick laugh until he could no longer do so.
    In a blur Elijah was sent
flying across the room and landed hard on the tile
floor.
    “Don’t tempt me
child!”
    Elijah jumped up in front
of Adam, his wrath overpowering his common sense. He swung his
fist, which connected hard with Adam’s cheekbone. As his body
turned, he swiftly raised his foot landing a heavy blow to Adam’s
head. Adam teetered on his feet, his head turned to the side, his
hair tousled by the blow. Adam stood eerily motionless. Elijah
scanned the room looking for an escape. Knowing that Brenna and
Kristine were undoubtedly ready to aid Adam in his fight, Elijah
turned his thoughts from the locked door as a possible exit to
escaping through the window.
    Before he knew it, Adam was
on top of Elijah, pinning him to the floor. His teeth tore into his
neck with animosity. Elijah cried out in pain and exasperation.
Squirming and flailing at Adam, he tried in vain to free himself as
Adam drank from him. As he lay trapped under Adam, complete fear,
tainted with wrath, filled him. Adam’s strength was unfathomable to
Elijah. His body numbed from the attack, a single tear fell from
Elijah’s eyes.
    Adam pulled back and
hovered above Elijah, larger than life. A cold laugh escaped his
lips as he looked upon his child.
    “You are lucky tonight, for
I will let you live. But if you wish to do so, you must feed
yourself. For you have seen what happens if you do not, remember
Ezra–he just died. Poor thing, he didn’t have the sense to feed.
Oh, but I almost forgot…” The chill of Adam’s laugh filled the
room. “I wouldn’t let him. My how the mind misplaces memories with
age.” He snickered, watching as Elijah rolled on the floor trying
to rise to his feet.
    Finally standing, Elijah
stood shaky and uncertain. Without a word spoken, he turned and
walked towards the door. He reached for the doorknob and was
grateful to find the door unlocked. Grasping the handle, he turned
to look one last time at Adam before staggering out of the
room.
    Making his way down the
hall and back to the kitchen, he was glad Brenna and Kristine were
nowhere in sight. He didn’t think he could handle any ridicule from
Brenna after his ordeal with his sire. Approaching the back door he
paused as he heard a familiar voice. Elijah bowed his head, wanting
desperately to help as he knew it was Stone pleading for mercy. He
could have wept at the sound of his voice and the lack of his
strength but turning, the anguish evident on his face, Elijah did
the hardest thing he ever had to do–he walked out the
door.
    It was a long walk back