43 - Rescue Squad

~Diana’s Point of View~

I had no concept of time anymore, no understanding of anything going on outside this room. I thought so much about my Godfrey, pleading to something in the universe to cure him so he could save me. That we would end our maker once and for all.

I was in and out of consciousness and barely able to hold my shit together. I had to, this couldn’t be it, this WON’T be it. I whined thinking I still had the promise to see Grand Flauntina, my dream vacation ever since its inception.

Godfrey and I had been so torn on killing Ketet all those moons ago. For children to kill their maker was completely out of the question, it was simply never done. Well those lucky ass vampires didn’t have a maker straight from hell, responsible for the deaths of hundreds of thousands of innocents during her existence. It had to be done, and it had to be us that did it.

I had a weird idea that maybe a witch had some of her ashes, and brought her back to life? Maybe, that seemed … possible? F