Prologue - Too Far Gone
“I—I can’t do this. Please, this is too much.”
“You’ve failed us twice. If she kills one of us, the rest of the league will come and kill you. Take your pick.” Slender, cold, pale fingers ghosted along the shoulder of the subject of ultimate betrayal.
“He’ll find out it was me, he’ll kill me.”
“We will protect you, child. I will protect you.”
The young human turned over the knife in his hands, his heart racing as he looked up at his powerful ancestor. “You will have to turn me, that’s the only way I can survive.”
The vampire’s lips curled up into a devious grin. “Is that truly what you want?”
The human’s brow furrowed as he swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded slowly. “If you all are going to take over, I don’t want to be with the humans, locked away and scared for their lives. I want to be on your team.”
The elder chuckled, “Smart kid. Now let’s see how deep your loyalty lies…” He gestured to the large estate and vanished in thin air, leaving behind nothing but a wisp of smoke. The young human ventured up to the front door of the home, his palms growing clammy as he knocked lightly.
Roxanne, too engrossed in an episode of Mob Wives, didn’t hear the knock. She blew her nose in an attempt to clear her stuffed sinuses, wishing she could be with her husband at the movie premiere he was attending this evening, but alas she had caught the flu and was couch-bound in their new home in Phoenix, Arizona.
He rang the doorbell this time, knowing the powerful vampire was off in the distance somewhere, watching.
Finally it registered that someone was at the door. The young musician stood up and tossed her Kleenex aside, going to peep out of the eyehole. Once she saw her husband’s good friend and bandmate, Kenji, she lit up, opening the door with a wide smile.
“Kenji! I didn’t expect you all the way in Phoenix!” She exclaimed happily. Her happiness was short lived, however, as he lodged his sharp knife through her stomach, dragging it up quickly to splice as many internal organs as possible in one go. He stepped back in horror as she held the knife, her face frozen in shock as she coughed, blood pouring from her mouth.
Hours away in Los Angeles, while Bruno Mars smiled for the flashing cameras alongside his buddies Phil and Ari, he felt his entire soul rip in two faster than he could comprehend. Without a word, he darted from the red carpet, leaving everybody to murmur and gasp in confusion, the crowd going silent.
Ari and Phil looked at one another before trying to run after him, but he was far gone now. Too far gone.