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do, it’s like I’m looking through a video camera. I can turn it around, up, and down – get a three hundred and sixty degree view.’
“What did you see in the last vision you had?” Luke asked me, stepping over a series of rocks that jutted-up out of the frothing water.
“I saw Kayla,” I told him. “She was lying in what looked like a hospital bed. She was scared and calling out to me, but…” “But what?” Luke asked, taking my hand and helping me over the rocks so I didn’t slip and fall straight on my arse. “There were these creatures,” I said lowering my voice so none of the others could hear me. “What kind of creatures?” “I’m not sure. They were huge, though, and covered in hair,” I said. Then looking into my eyes, he said, “Just like me when I changed back in that room at the manor?” I remembered how he had looked in the dark of that room, lying on the floor, completely covered in black, bristling hair, his mouth full of jagged fangs. Then looking at him, I said, “I guess.”
“They are probably the Vampyrus that are guarding Kayla,” Luke said, turning and heading after the others.
“I guess,” I said again, but deep inside I wasn’t sure. Sloshing after him, I pulled at his arm and said, “So do you think I’m changing then – you know – the Vampyrus side is starting to come out?”
“Perhaps, perhaps not,” he said, looking at me. “I know that the other half-breeds developed their abilities during adolescence, but it’s hard to know for sure as only three of you ever lived past the age of sixteen.”
“I’m twenty,” I groaned, “Shouldn’t I have noticed something by now?”
“I guess so,” he said, and again, I got the sense that he wasn’t sure what to say.
“What’s wrong?” I asked him.
“I just don’t know the answers to your questions, Kiera,” he said, his voice soft and caring. “I know that you are confused and scared and I hate seeing you like this. I wish…I just wish I could help you.”
“You do help me,” I whispered.
“How?”
“By just listening to me,” I half-smiled. But Luke was right, I was scared and confused. How I wished that my friend Kayla was with me. I missed our girlie chats and better than anyone, she would understand what I was going through.
“Maybe…maybe…” Luke started then stopped.
“Go on…tell me what you are thinking…please,” I said.
“Isidor has been through it,” Luke said. “What I mean is, that he must have had to come to terms with being a half-breed. Maybe you could talk to him about the confusion you’re feeling.”
Looking ahead in the dark, I watched Isidor as he walked alone up the stream, his head cast down, crossbow slung across his back. He cut a lonely figure in the moonlight. Isidor seemed okay, but I knew that Potter didn’t like him, and I couldn’t understand why. Then looking back at Luke, I said, “Maybe I will try talking to him. After all, his mum went missing too.”
For the next two days and nights we followed Murphy as he led us further across the hills and the Cumbria Mountains. We slept during the day in any deserted outhouse or shed that we could find. But Murphy was always the first up at twilight, racing ahead of us, calling back into the night, “This way! This way!”
On the third day, we settled in a derelict signal box that was situated next to a disused railway line. Again, I felt exhausted and starving hungry. Using my long coat as a blanket, I lay down and listened to the sound of my stomach rumbling with hunger.
Luke lay beside me, and within moments of his head resting against the dusty floor, his eyes were closed and he was asleep. Potter sat on the other side of the signal box, his knees drawn up and his head slumped against his arms. Isidor sat away from him and was reading a book that he had taken from his rucksack. I hadn’t had the chance of speaking with him like I’d planned, I’d not found the right moment – or
“What did you see in the last vision you had?” Luke asked me, stepping over a series of rocks that jutted-up out of the frothing water.
“I saw Kayla,” I told him. “She was lying in what looked like a hospital bed. She was scared and calling out to me, but…” “But what?” Luke asked, taking my hand and helping me over the rocks so I didn’t slip and fall straight on my arse. “There were these creatures,” I said lowering my voice so none of the others could hear me. “What kind of creatures?” “I’m not sure. They were huge, though, and covered in hair,” I said. Then looking into my eyes, he said, “Just like me when I changed back in that room at the manor?” I remembered how he had looked in the dark of that room, lying on the floor, completely covered in black, bristling hair, his mouth full of jagged fangs. Then looking at him, I said, “I guess.”
“They are probably the Vampyrus that are guarding Kayla,” Luke said, turning and heading after the others.
“I guess,” I said again, but deep inside I wasn’t sure. Sloshing after him, I pulled at his arm and said, “So do you think I’m changing then – you know – the Vampyrus side is starting to come out?”
“Perhaps, perhaps not,” he said, looking at me. “I know that the other half-breeds developed their abilities during adolescence, but it’s hard to know for sure as only three of you ever lived past the age of sixteen.”
“I’m twenty,” I groaned, “Shouldn’t I have noticed something by now?”
“I guess so,” he said, and again, I got the sense that he wasn’t sure what to say.
“What’s wrong?” I asked him.
“I just don’t know the answers to your questions, Kiera,” he said, his voice soft and caring. “I know that you are confused and scared and I hate seeing you like this. I wish…I just wish I could help you.”
“You do help me,” I whispered.
“How?”
“By just listening to me,” I half-smiled. But Luke was right, I was scared and confused. How I wished that my friend Kayla was with me. I missed our girlie chats and better than anyone, she would understand what I was going through.
“Maybe…maybe…” Luke started then stopped.
“Go on…tell me what you are thinking…please,” I said.
“Isidor has been through it,” Luke said. “What I mean is, that he must have had to come to terms with being a half-breed. Maybe you could talk to him about the confusion you’re feeling.”
Looking ahead in the dark, I watched Isidor as he walked alone up the stream, his head cast down, crossbow slung across his back. He cut a lonely figure in the moonlight. Isidor seemed okay, but I knew that Potter didn’t like him, and I couldn’t understand why. Then looking back at Luke, I said, “Maybe I will try talking to him. After all, his mum went missing too.”
For the next two days and nights we followed Murphy as he led us further across the hills and the Cumbria Mountains. We slept during the day in any deserted outhouse or shed that we could find. But Murphy was always the first up at twilight, racing ahead of us, calling back into the night, “This way! This way!”
On the third day, we settled in a derelict signal box that was situated next to a disused railway line. Again, I felt exhausted and starving hungry. Using my long coat as a blanket, I lay down and listened to the sound of my stomach rumbling with hunger.
Luke lay beside me, and within moments of his head resting against the dusty floor, his eyes were closed and he was asleep. Potter sat on the other side of the signal box, his knees drawn up and his head slumped against his arms. Isidor sat away from him and was reading a book that he had taken from his rucksack. I hadn’t had the chance of speaking with him like I’d planned, I’d not found the right moment – or
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