Evanescere: Origins

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something from me and I
did not understand why he would not tell me.
    “Salome, please if
someone should see you running with a bunch of shopping bags what do you think
that they would think?” he questioned. “You must remember we have to be careful
about revealing ourselves,” he said.
    I found the idea of a
vampire running at the speed of light with a multitude of shopping bags funny
until I imagine being spotted by a human. That sort of put a kink into my
argument. Running is much more exhilarating than taking the car, and faster, in
order to play it safe I gave in. I would just take the car if it made him feel
better.
    During my last visit to
the old ones I overheard them discussing something that had them troubled. I
did not want to intrude, but it looks like they heard my approach. Avitus, is
the one who looked at me and beckoned me towards him.
    “Child,” he began. His
raspy voice full of concern. “We have a problem and we are watching the situation,
but…” and he left off.
    “But what?” I demanded, a
bit harsher than I intended.
    “It seems that there is a
killer on the loose we don’t think it is one of our kind, but we are still on
alert,” he explained.
    He handed me the
morning’s paper. I read it and reread it. All five sentences the headline
captured my attention:
    “KILLER ON THE LOOSE IN
LONDON: 5 WOMEN DEAD”
    I was stunned. The women
were all young, from different backgrounds with nothing in common. Maybe
different suspects. No cause of death was released at this time, all the while
Scotland Yard continued to investigate the murders and no further details were released.
We all agreed, had it been a newborn there would have been a trail of blood and
more bodies. We pushed the issue aside, but deep down we were all concerned.
    We stayed in London for
some time and eventually Jack again brought up the idea of going to Italy. I was
thrilled with the idea of going. As a human I had always dreamed about going
there on vacation, but it just never seemed to happen. Now I was finally
getting to go. Jack finalized the details of our trip to Italy and we so we
said goodbye to London.

11. VILLA DE SELENE
    I
     WAS EXCITED ABOUT THE
PROSPECT of traveling to Italy. I knew Jack had another reason for going, but
he blocked me out of his thoughts. This was frustrating and all he would say
was “It was a surprise.” He knows I love surprises, but this was different.
    In Italy, I asked to rent a Ferrari, only because
I wanted the speed. I was afraid Jack would tell me no but he was agreeable. He
arranged for our luggage to be delivered to the Villa di Selene, outside of
Naples. We would be driving there. With how fast I was traveling I made Naples
in half the time from the airport in Rome. Jack provided me with the directions
to how to get there. With the last turn we arrived at a massive wall with two
pillars on both sides. Each Pillar was about fifteen feet high with eroded orbs
at the top. It was not impressive but looking at the orbs, long since faded by
time I knew they were actually heads. I knew this wall was ancient, with the
modern convenience of a small glass room with a grizzly looking guard. We
stated our business and after a short wait we were granted entrance.
    I lowered the window, and
I could smell grapes and wine. I could smell the sweet smells of perfume here.
I could smell fresh water from a nearby stream. The smells of this Villa were
overwhelming. I also smelled something old and powdery. Something delicate. I
opened up my mind and I could hear people, suddenly I heard a low humph. I
focused on that one expression. This was different from that one expression I
felt sadness, heartbreak, and the hopes of death.
    I looked at Jack and in
my surprise I stated “There are human’s here.”
    “Yes, there are. Ambrogio
hires people to work the vineyards for him when he is unable to do it himself.
As for the wine, he wakens to make the wine himself.”
    “Ambrogio, awakens to
make

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