It all seemed a little odd to me. “Wait. Isn’t Eliza in California?” I asked. “Is that why you’re acting so weird?”
“I’m not acting weird,” he protested. “Why would you say that?”
“Something’s not right,” I replied. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. “Is Cadence in some sort of trouble or something?”
“No, everyone is fine.” He shook his head at me like he thought I was overreacting. “I just… we’re working with some people, some shifty people, some people I don’t trust, and I just wanted to stop by and let you know, in case you heard anything, what was going on, that’s all.”
My forehead was so wrinkled, I likely looked like a Shar-Pei. “Elliott, no one tells me anything except for you. Why would you bother to stop by and tell me this if it’s not a big deal?”
He held my gaze for a
I don’t think I’ve ever felt as free in my life as I did that week at cheerleading camp. Being away from my family, from my phone, from the news, from everything, was refreshing. At night, I would close my eyes and imagine that was what 1998 must’ve felt like—nothing buzzing or ringing in the middle of the night. No texts, messages, posts, instas, nothing to worry about that couldn’t wait until I was darn good and ready to address it.Of course, it was also hard not to know what was happening. Elliott had me worried. While he’d left me on a “see you later” note, I’d replayed our conversation at least three dozen times, wondering if there was something going on he wasn’t telling me, like some sort of another sixth sense he had that told him there was danger in his future, but he wasn’t coming right out and saying it. I remembered him telling me on more than one occasion that there wasn’t much that could ki
While I attempted to formulate a response that didn’t include the question, “Why did you just change the subject?” I heard my mom say, "Lucy, thanks so much for bringing her home. You're such a good friend. I bet your parents will be so excited to see you, sweetie."I glanced over my shoulder at my friend who replied, "Oh, yeah, I guess I should be getting home. I’ll see you later, Cass. Call me.” I turned and looked at her, enough to let her know I would. “Bye Cadence. Bye… Aaron,” she muttered. “See you later Mr. and Mrs. F.” her eyes were still glued to Aaron as she fumbled for the door handle and finally made her way out of the house. I wondered if she was as worried as I was, but then, I hadn’t told her how odd the last conversation I’d had with Elliott was, so I doubted it.My mom and dad started asking me questions about camp, and I muttered responses to them while I strained to hear what m
I wasn’t willing to accept that answer, of course, and it sort of enraged me a little bit. If she wanted to continue to pretend, then I was going to push back. I shook my head at her, forging ahead. "Cadence, why do so many people you love die?"That question seemed to catch her completely off guard. "Ha!” she exclaimed, suddenly seeming emotionally exhausted. Cadence shook her head and turned away from me as she said, “If you had any idea how many times I have asked that question myself lately, Sis.... I don't have an answer for that, I honestly don't. I wish I knew..."She did know, though. At least, she had some idea. I wouldn’t have asked the question if I didn’t already know the broader answer. People she loved died because she was a vampire hunter. Vampires tend to kill people. But I needed to know what had happened specifically to Elliott. I remembered what he’d said about the titanium bullets, about hunters not being able to
That response felt almost as much like a punch to the gut as the revelation that Elliott was gone. It just didn’t make any sense. Guardians were there to protect vampire hunters. "But why would a vampire hunter want to kill a guardian?" I asked, shaking my head slowly, thinking there couldn’t be a logical answer.My sister sighed loudly. She must’ve been just as puzzled as I was because she replied, "If I knew the answer to that, maybe these last few days wouldn't have been hell on Earth, but I honestly have no idea."That left only one logical conclusion. "So, it was a vampire hunter that killed Elliott?""Yes."Rage began to well up inside of me again as I tried to keep my voice calm and asked, "And is this vampire hunter still alive?""Yes--for the time being."I could tell Cadence didn’t like that answer any more than I did. "But you're going to get ‘em?" It was more a statement than a question.The a
Somehow, I managed to force a smile of satisfaction. Looking him in the eyes, I said, "Thank you," and he nodded at me. Thinking there might be a small chance at getting some more information, I probed on. "So, Aaron, what are you?"That made him laugh, and I imagined there must be some sort of an inside joke I wasn’t privy to as he exchanged glances with my sister. Returning his attention to me, he replied, "I'm a Guardian.”Cadence looked at him like he’d just proclaimed that he was the last unicorn. "A Guardian?" He shrugged at her, and she threw a pillow at him. It didn’t take much effort for him to dodge out of the way. She shook her head and turned back to me, and I imagine my eyes were like saucers as I tried to figure out what they were going on about. "He's the Guardian Leader, Cass. He's in charge of every Guardian in the world."Somehow, my eyes managed to widen even more. This whole time, I’d thought he was just in charg
There are defining moments in our lives where we can look back later and think, “That was when everything changed,” or “that’s when I knew.” For me, that moment came shortly after my sister told me the man I thought of as an older brother, Elliott, had been killed by a Vampire Hunter. Even though I’d known for the last several months that I would go through the Transformation process like my sister Cadence had as soon as I turned seventeen and was considered old enough, when I found out that Elliott was dead, that I’d never turn around to find him standing just over my shoulder again, or watch in surprise as he snuck into my bedroom window to talk to me in private so as not to alert my parents, or look up into a crowd and see his smile, that’s when I knew what I would do with my life, the path I would choose.It's too bad fate had other plans, ones I would’ve never seen coming that sweltering June day when Cadence told me
After dinner, my mom and sister began to clear the table, and I thought it was nice that Aaron at least volunteered to help, though my mom sent him off with my dad to the living room. I assumed this was so she could ask Cadence the questions she couldn’t ask in front of Aaron--questions about him—and I excused myself. I just wanted to go back to sleep. I still hadn’t called my friends, though, and since Lucy and Emma also knew Elliott, I felt like they needed to know what was happening.I trudged through the living room and only glanced in my dad and Aaron’s direction as I headed for the stairs. My dad called, “Are you going back to bed, honey?”“Yeah,” I replied, not bothering to explain the truth about what I was about to do. I didn’t know if Elliott’s demise meant no one would be listening in on me anymore, and since Cadence had told me I wasn’t allowed to talk to Lucy and Emma about any of this, I re
My friends’ gaping mouths told me I’d just unleashed a whole new line of questioning with my revelation that Elliott wasn’t a Vampire Hunter. “A what?” Emma asked.“Are you serious?” Lucy was shaking her head. “Just when we think we have everything figured out.”“I know. Listen, I will actually be at her headquarters tomorrow, which would be great if it was for any other reason in the world than a funeral, but it will give me a little bit of a chance to see what I can figure out. Hopefully, I’ll get a chance to talk to Cadence, too. Maybe by the next time I talk to you guys I’ll have more information.”“Okay,” Lucy nodded, “but we’ll understand if you don’t.” She had tears in her eyes again, and I assumed she’d probably be mourning the loss of Dr. Sanderson as soon as we disconnected, too. In fact, if the student body of Shenandoah High School