Scent of a Vampire

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surprised your parents didn't start your training before this."
    "My parents? What do my parents have to do with this?"
    "Ahhh, you have been kept in the dark about your heritage I see." He said in an irritating voice
    "Someone in your family tree was of Native American ancestry I assume?"
    "Yeah, my great grandmother was Native American. So what?"
    "Hmmmm. I would say Iroquois judging by your birth name of Orenda."
    I gasped, "How do you know my real name?" He gave me, what I swear to God was a movie Scent of a Vampire – Jude Stephens
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    villain smile, but did not say anything. The confusion inside my head was becoming a tangible thing. Part of my brain seemed to not be able to process any more bizarre information. I didn't want to ask any more questions because I didn't want any more answers I couldn't handle. So I sat there in a daze and just listened.
    He continued, "You are a unique species Orenda. Your parents must have known about your gift because they named you Orenda, which means magic power in Iroquois.
    "We have been foretold by great oracles of your coming. We have been waiting for you. A Sensay is only born every few hundred years, that is how rare a treasure you are but not only that, you are destined to be the greatest of all Sensays. You were quite difficult to find. We began looking for you years ago by going through birth records and looking for names that might lead us to you. When the name Orenda Seneca came up, we began the search for you."
    "But my name is Orenda Sherman. Not Seneca."
    "Is it really?" he questioned. I just stared at him like he or I or both of us had somehow been transported into the twilight zone. I could even hear the theme song playing in my head. "do ...
    do.. do.. do..do ..do do do do."
    Somehow I found the courage to say, "What the hell are you trying to say. Can't you just say it?" He had the nerve to smile before he said, "Okay. Your real name is Orenda Seneca. You were born to Magnolia and Jay Seneca on May 28, 1979. Your great grandmother was an Iroquois tribal elder named Orenda Onatah.
    "Which it may interest you to know means magic power of the earth. You also may be interested to know it is from your great grandmother that you have inherited your Sensay abilities from."
    I interrupted with, "I don't believe you. My parents wouldn't keep this from me. They are the most honest people I've ever known. You're lying."
    His next words chilled me to the bone. "Why don't we take a little trip to upstate New York and ask them. Let's see what's the name of the city your parents live in? Ahhh yes, Buffalo, Maple Lane right?" He laughed. "So middle America, the perfect place to blend in and raise a daughter in a nice normal setting."
    I didn't want to believe him but he knew too much and I had a feeling what he was telling was true.
    "Okay, say I believe your bullshit. What do you want from me? I have just discovered this other world that I didn't even know existed until tonight."
    Had it really only been tonight? Jeez. This night seemed never ending and I felt tired.
    "Well, first I want you to come with me willingly and listen to what we have to tell you. Your Scent of a Vampire – Jude Stephens
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    cooperation will make all of this much easier. We want you to work with us, develop your unique abilities to hunt and track these monsters that live among us."
    "And when I hunt and track these so called monsters, what do I do when I find them? Do I turn them over to you and your friends?"
    He looked at me with the coldest pair of eyes that I'd ever seen. "No. We want you to kill them." I gasped and held a hand over my racing heart. "You're kidding, right? I can't kill someone. You're crazy if you think I can."
    "No, I am defiantly not crazy Miss Seneca. I know you will cooperate with us and do everything we ask of you. I know this because we have your parents." I felt every cell in my body react in shock to his words. The blood drained from my head until I

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