Chapter Two: 1692 Witch Attack
On a warm night when crickets
echoed and fireflies danced along the dirt path, Annabelle and her brother
Roland walked their human friends Thomas and Polly Dunston home.
Annabelle loved these quiet
nights. Most evenings she would hunt the
forest for animals, searching for blood to quench her eternal thirst.
Once a week she and Roland would
wake their friends and run in the forest and play. It reminded her of when she was human, before
her parents died and she became a vampire.
She watched Thomas laugh with
Roland. The blood pumped through Tom’s
veins, an invitation she swore to never take.
Vampire life wasn’t the best. Annabelle could handle never seeing the light
of a beautiful day again but her meals were awful.
While most eleven-year old girls
slept peacefully at night, she stalked the woods near their colonial town, hunting
for blood among the wildlife.
She couldn’t believe that only a
few months ago she played in the streets of London , a human girl without a care in the
world.
Little Polly shivered a bit as she
chanced several frightened looks into the imposing forest that surrounded
them. “Are you sure it’s safe out
here? You said there were lots of
monsters in the woods.”
Before Annabelle could respond,
Thomas puffed out his chest and said, “You’re fine. We’ll protect you. No monster would dare hurt you with your big
brother around. What? Why is everyone laughing?”
Roland shook his head. “Yeah, big brave Thomas Dunston. Monster killer. I suppose you’ll throw rocks at them?”
“It could happen.” Tom’s face flushed pink.
“Actually I don’t think it
will. With the magic barrier up, all
Dominic’s servants are trapped outside.” Annabelle explained as they continued
down the path.
“Not all of them.” Roland corrected. “What about those two witches? Their cabin is inside the barrier. They’ve already caused us problems. They could be hiding just beyond those
trees.”
He pointed ahead into the thick
forest. Polly and Thomas’ eyes grew
wide.
Annabelle threw her brother a sharp
look. It didn’t stop him from
laughing. “Stop scaring them. With all the trouble going on in Salem , those witches
wouldn’t dare show their faces.”
She put her arm around Polly and
gave her a squeeze. “You’ll be
fine. If they did try to get us, Roland
and I will protect you.”
Thomas threw a stone into the
glowing bugs, scattering them. He turned
to Roland, “I still don’t think it was very fair to float above the trees when
we’re playing hide and seek.”
Roland shrugged. “It’s what I
do.”
“You mean cheat?”
“I wasn’t cheating. I’m a vampire. Why can’t I use my abilities to work for me
in the game? It’s the same as you and
Polly running or climbing a tree.”
“No, it’s not. When you fly, you can look down and see
us. That gives you an unfair
advantage.”
“I can’t believe this. Annabelle, what do you think?”
She shared a smile with Polly while
they walked behind the boys. “You were
cheating.”
“What?” Roland spun around, holding a stick to his
chest while rolling his glowing eyes.
“Ouch! By my own sister,
betrayed.”
Polly giggled. “I wish Ma and Pa could join us on nights
like this.”
“You know we can’t reveal ourselves
to anybody else.” Annabelle reminded her.
“But they’re different. They’d keep your secret.”
“Maybe so, but what if Dominic
captured them to get to us?”
Roland tossed his stick at another
batch of fireflies, “He’d do that anyway.
I don’t know if anyone is safe.”
“People have started to notice the
strange shapes in the forest beyond where you said the barrier is,” Tom
added. “They hear the noises Dominic’s
monsters are making. They don’t know
what it is, but we know they’re out there, waiting.”
Polly slumped her shoulders,
scuffing her feet as she walked. “I
understand.”
A twig snapped ahead in the
darkened wood. Annabelle and Roland
stopped in their tracks and stiffened.
Two heartbeats pounded nearby and Annabelle silently chastised herself
for not listening closer to the surrounding woods.
“Smell that?” she whispered to her
brother.
“Yeah,” Roland agreed. “The breeze was blowing the other way before,
hiding their scent. It’s them.”
Two familiar women hid just
ahead. Menace oozed off of them.
“Who?” Tom peered into the dark
wood fearfully.
“The witches, Tom,” Ann
explained. “I need you two to run as
fast as you can.”
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