Page 92 of The Last Vampire
My heart thunders in my chest as they drag me into the nearest warehouse, and a pressure builds in my head from all my attempts to shout.
Cisco doesn’t remove his hand when we get inside, and even though my nose is in the clear, I feel like I’m not getting enough oxygen. I struggle against him, but his arms are vises, and they hold me in place as Nate stares intently into my eyes, like he’s trying to read my thoughts.
“You will tell me who that was.”
Who are these guys?! Could they be members of that Legion William warned me about?
Cisco loosens his hold enough for my lips to move.
“Let me go!” I manage to say.
“Answer me,” says Nate, his brown eyes growing shinier.
“Why do you want to know about him?”
Nate looks surprised by my question. Then a slow smile creeps across his face. “I see,” he says, as if I’d just answered him. “Let her go,” he instructs.
I can hardly believe my luck when Cisco’s arms spring open, and I’m free.
“I know how he’ll get my summons,” I hear Nate say as I run toward the exit—
Hands suddenly close around my throat, squeezing so hard that my eyes bug out of my face. I can’t breathe.
He’s going to kill me—
Cisco goes flying into a metal container. Like he was punched by a fist made of wind.
Nate lets go of me and raises his hands. “Wait—!”
His cry dies as he sails through the air, just like Cisco, and lands at the other end of the room.
Then I seehim.
William approaches me with his fangs out and eyes aglow. He must have just killed those two guys—
“I only wanted to get your attention.”
I gasp as Nate materializes next to us, the movement too quick for a human. Cisco joins him and bares his fangs, and then I know for sure.
They’re vampires.
William seems to already know this because he stands in front of me as he faces them. “Who are you?”
He sounds more curious than furious. Probably because he’s just discovered he’s not alone in the universe.
“We’ll be the ones asking the questions,” says Nate, brushing dust off his shirt.
“I think not,” says William. “You crossed a line when you attacked my Familiar.”
“You speak like you only woke up recently. How long—?”
“How many of us are there?” asks William, and though he speaks with deep authority, I can hear how eager he is for the answer.
“As I said,wewill be asking the—”
“How did the Legion annihilate us and get rid of every record of our existence?”
Nate’s frown grows less pronounced. “Humans?”He sounds more confused than upset. “Where wouldtheyget the kind of power to pull that off?”
