Shut up, filth! I cant believe youre still alive, but you wont be for long. All the flames of the netherworld are more than what you deserve.
Oh ho, Bones chortled. So even after all this time, she still hasnt let you sample a taste? Its for the best, mate, trust me.Mediocre is the most flattering description I could give to detail what lies between that womans legs. Makes me wonder why Mencheres bound himself to such a poor excuse for a female, but then love can be utterly blind. And shagless, if that were my wife. Now here is a real woman, in every sense of the word. Bones pushed me forward. In her sleep shes more passionate than that lump of Egyptian clay you worship. Patra knows she pales next to her. Isnt that why shes tried so hard to have her killed? Because she knew no one would be deceived by her claims of superiority once the world got a look at Cat?
You will all die, Anubus snarled. Patra is the reincarnation of Isis and the goddess of this world. She has reigned for over two thousand years, and she cant be stopped by insects who are lower than locusts!
You need to get laid, mate, Bones kindly observed. She hasnt even let you rub one off in all these years, has she? Wants her guards to be pure and all that rot, right? Your unspent balls have warped your brain, they have. How long has it been since youve even gazed on a naked woman, hmm? Before or after Constantine converted?
This verbal flaying was an unusual tactic for Bones, but hed reasoned it was worth a shot. Ian, Rodney, and Spade had already tried other means, none of them pleasant, but Anubus had proved either unknowing or disinclined to reveal anything useful. I guess Boness continued barbs about having sex with Patra was the equivalent of some heckler boasting to the pope about how hed nailed the Virgin Mary. Patra definitely wasnt chaste, but if shed had affairs aside from the infamous one with Bones, shed been discreet about it. And she was notorious about declaring herself to be of divine lineage. Many of her people literally worshipped her. Anubus fell into that category.
Are you picturing it yet? My hands on Patra, mmmm, how many mornings have you imagined it? Lying awake, wanting to murder me for it, and then to find out that all the while I touched her, I found the whole experience quitelacking.
Boy, did we sure have his full attention. Anubuss eyes were blazing green and livid. Youre not even worthy to be sacrificed to her. Patra only laid with you to sentence you to death, yet even there, Mencheres failed her. She should have just let me finish you that night as I wanted to.
Bones laughed again, but lower.
Think she was the first female who shagged me hoping it would lead me to my doom? Not nearly. That trick had been attempted before then and repeated numerous times after it. So no, sorry, thats not why Patra was substandard in bed. Its because shes a fraud, a fake, and stripped of her lies-and her clothing-she was nothing more than a spoiled little girl with illusions of grandeur reinforced by such idiots as yourself.
The grave is coming for you, Anubus roared, all composure gone. Shes summoned it, and it will find you and swallow you down with unending hunger-
And then he stopped. I didnt have to see Boness smile to feel it. He straightened, all the bantering gone from him. Anubuss face went blank, but it was too late.You fucked up, buddy, and you know it.
Now, mate, Bones said as he went to Anubus and settled his finger with deceptive lightness on his face. Whatever do you mean bythat?
Should we open the champagne, or wait to hose the boys off with it? Denise asked.
We were seated in the living room, a formal place with earth tones and gilded pieces of antique furniture. The massive table looked like it was carved from a single gigantic tree. Food adorned it, along with solid brass and silver serving pieces, but no one really ate. Id been drumming my fingers on its polished surface before I glanced up at her question.
Hmm? Oh, go ahead and pop the cork. Theyll be a while.
The reason I was here, instead of downstairs, was twofold. One, I didnt want to leave Denise and my mother surrounded by strangers on a holiday, and two, though he didnt ask me to leave, I knew Bones didnt want me below. Since they now knew Anubus was hiding something and not just ignorant, the gloves would definitely be off. It bothered me that Bones still thought seeing him like that would change how I felt about him, but I didnt want him distracted over me. Not when lives might depend on how fast he got the information out of Anubus.
Denise poured the champagne. This stuff is excellent, she enthused. Man, is this place ever stocked. Did you see all the brandy? Ill need a new liver if we stay here long!
Her cheerful mood made me smile, but with a touch of jadedness. No, she had no idea how ugly things were downstairs by now.If you stay around vampires long, though, I mused,youll learn. Its not all fun and vintage liquor.
Instead I said, Fill her up. Theres two hours before midnight, we may as well start the party. The last report from Zero was that they were making progress, whatever that means.
While Bones, Mencheres, Spade, Vlad, Rodney, and Ian were below, Tick Tock and Zero were our guards. Hell, we wouldnt even be able to stub our toes without one of them jumping in to prevent it.
The snows died down, my mother commented. At least now you can see out of these windows. I cant wait to leave this barren place-and just for the record, I wont be waiting much longer.
Uh oh, there she goes. Some New Years wishes would never come true.
I sighed. If you dont like being surrounded by these vampires and ghouls, imagine how much more you wouldnt like it if it were Patras vamps and ghouls.
Im not a child, Catherine, she replied in her usual sharp tone. Dont speak to me like one.
The tenseness of the past several days caught up with me, even though I of all people knew better.
Youre not a child? That is news, considering youve acted like one most of my life.
Denises mouth dropped at my rejoinder. She gulped her champagne, settling back in her chair for a better view.
Thats it, my mother announced, furious. Im leaving!
Why couldnt I just learn to keep my trap shut? With resignation, I followed her as she marched to the front door, grabbing a coat.
Mom, be sensible. Its about six degrees outside, youll freeze to death. Where do you think youre going, anyway?
Ive had enough of this, she spat. Go here, do that, stay still, silly little mortal, tricks are for kids! Well, I am through being carted around for guilts sake.
During her tirade, she had pushed past me and marched straight out onto the lawn. I didnt stop her, partly because I didnt want to have to get physical and also so our grievances could be aired in semi-private. The living room was hardly the place for this kind of family circus.
Youre wrong, Mom, I said, trying to ignore the biting wind. I hadnt bothered to don a coat, and the chill cut straight through my sweater and pants. Can you be a pain in the ass? Yeah. Do I wish you werent in my life? Of course not. Now, really, lets get back inside, its freezing out-
Ill walk to the nearest house, street, town, whatever, she snapped, not mollified in the least.
We reached the trees, the fallen snow silvery in the moonlight. My breath came in plumes of smoke. Theres nothing around for at least twenty miles, I pointed out in a calm tone. Believe me, I know. Mencheres picked this place for a reason. You cant walk it, youd be overcome by hypothermia inside of five. Were out in the middle of nowhere, trust me, theres nothing around
And then I stopped, frozen to the spot and not from the temperature. My sudden unyielding grip on her prevented her from going another step. She rounded on me angrily before ceasing at my expression.
What? she whispered.
Shhh.
It was barely audible to her, but sounded way too loud for my comfort. Then again, our bitching over the past fifty yards hadnt been quiet. Neither were the heavy footfalls in the distance, disturbing the night with how noisy they were.
I narrowed my eyes, focusing all my energy toward those sounds. No heartbeat, no breathing, but also no feeling of encroaching power. They were moving slowly. A whole hell of a lot of them. Why didnt I feel anything? Every vampire or ghoul gave off an aura of power, but there was nothing. What the fuck were they?
Without waiting to find out, I snatched her up and ran for the house. Zero and Tick Tock were already at the door, sensing trouble from my rapid pace.
Get everybody downstairs now, I barked, shoving my mother in that direction for emphasis. Somethings coming.
What? Denise began, rising from her chair.
Randy was quicker on the draw and went to her, pulling her up. Zero gestured to the stairs, ever respectful but urgent.
Please, this way.
When my mother didnt move, I shot her a single glare. Awake or unconscious, youre going with them.
She muttered something but went after them, her shoulders stiff.
Tick Tock, I breathed, still straining to listen to those figures. Get Bones and the others.
Two minutes later Bones came, Spade and Rodney close behind him. I ignored the stains on him and pointed to the window.
Do you hear them? I cant feel anything, but there are a lot of them. Headed right this way.
Bones narrowed his gaze, staring into the darkness with green pinpoints in his eyes. After a few seconds he let out a grunt.
Cant feel anything, either, Kitten, but theyre stomping around like a herd of elephants. Whatever they are, they arent human. Charles?
I have no idea, Crispin. That curls my stones in my sack.
Rodney gave Spade a grimly supportive glance. Im right there with you.
All right. Bones cracked his knuckles, his eyes all green. Lets get ready to greet them. Well need knives, swords, crossbows, gunsquickly. A few of them sound like theyre ahead of the pack. Well be finding out soon whats come to call.
Why dont we just leave? I asked on the way to the armory.
Because theres not enough choppers to get everyone off, and if we take cars, it could be an ambush. Well make a stand, luv. Find out what were up against. Now, well have the chopper ready just in case. If need be, you can fly your mum, Denise, and Randy to safety.
I wont leave you, I said. No matter what.
Bones made a soothing noise even as he began to strap on about forty pounds of silver. Now Kitten, theyre human and therefore easiest to kill. The rest of us are capable of-
Not a motherfucking chance. In the same reasonable tone he used. Juan knows how to fly and Im stronger than he is, so hed be the best choice if their evacuation became necessary. And if you even think of pulling a fast one, like knocking me out and loading me onto that chopper, Ill return to work full-time taking on assignments thatll make your hair even whiter than it is now.
Bones gave me a quick, fierce kiss.
Bloody woman. Learned a few mind-reading tricks of your own, have you? Right then, suit up and change clothes. Your sweaters too bulky, itll restrain your movements.
I just pulled it off, left in my bra, sweatpants, and sneakers. There was no time to go upstairs and find a more flexible shirt. I began to strap on silver knives, lashing them to my legs, waist, and arms with the enhanced speed of long practice.
Just not going to listen to a word I say, are you? Bones asked as he handed me a sword. Keep one of these, we dont know what were trying to kill and silver might not work. Youre going to freeze like that, Kitten.
Isnt that the least of our concerns? With a laugh that was more strained than amused. Now Ive got full range of motion, and thats whats most important.
Right you are. Bones drew off his own sweater and threw it to the ground next to mine. Most of the vampires and ghouls followed suit. Bare chests gleamed in the reflection of the light of the chandelier as everyone strapped on weapons. Even as we did so, those footsteps outside came closer.
Mencheres came downstairs. I hadnt seen him before this, but hed obviously heard what was going on, because he had more weapons covering him than skin.
To the lawn, well start with an exterior perimeter and fall back inside if necessary, Bones said. Zero, you gather the humans and put them in the holding cells below, since theyre the most reinforced. Feel free to use physical means to make any reluctant ones obey, especially her mother.
I would have replied with something rude, but this wasnt the time. We filed outdoors in a precise manner, setting up formation around the house. Hand signals were used once we were outside, the vampires and ghouls moving with a speed any military leader would love to command. Of course, they predated most military leaders. Practice did make perfect.
The frigid wind made me shiver. Yes, it was extremely cold, but it wouldnt kill me and hypothermia was something I didnt have to worry about. I was half vampire, after all, so my blood wouldnt know how to freeze. It didnt stop me from wishing I could be as impervious to it as my companions, though. Vampires and ghouls might not like the cold, but I was the only one whose teeth were chattering.
All right, luv?
Bones asked it while not taking his gaze off the trees in front of him. We were dead center in front of the house, and hopefully that wasnt prophetic.
I gritted my jaw to still it. Itll go away when the action starts.
There was movement at my side. Tate slid next to me without a word, shouldering Spade aside.
Leave him, Bones interjected when Spade was about to shove him back. Its what hes good for.
Tate might have replied with something, I wont ever know. His mouth openedbut then the first of the mysterious figures cleared the trees and stopped his rejoinder. Bones stiffened, turning as cold and hard as any of the icicles on the roof. Spade let out a low hiss, and someone muttered something that sounded like a prayer.
Sweet Christ, I whispered, a new freeze settling in me. What is that?
It was Mencheres who answered, coming up behind us and raising his voice to be heard above the things sudden snarl as it began to run, its mouth snapping obscenely from half-rotted lips.
That, he replied, is the grave.
THIRTY
IN OLDER MOVIES, ZOMBIES LOOKED ALMOST comical. The newer films pegged them better-the insanity of eyes bulging out and flesh hanging in rancid layers over a frame hunched from hunger. Some were more decomposed than others, bones visible in places as they staggered forward. But all of them had one thing in common; they were ravenous, and we were food.
When the first one was visible, Mencheres appeared as stunned as the rest of us were. After his cryptic statement, however, he began to curse in a manner so unlike him that it broke my attention from the oncoming horde.
Never in all my foulest imaginings did I believe she would do such a thing, he finished with. There will be payback for this, perhaps not by me or anyone here, but one day she will account for such a deed.
That didnt sound good. In fact, it sounded like an epitaph.
Bones shook Mencheress shoulder with a hard tug. We dont have time to ponder Patras capacity for evil. These things-a short nod to the ones only about two dozen yards away. Can they be killed?
Mencheres lost his glazed expression and his features hardened. He placed his hand over Boness.
No.
The single word was delivered without emotion. Mencheres seemed to steel himself even as he squeezed Boness hand before dropping his own.
They cannot be killed, he continued, unsheathing his sword with a slicing noise. Nor do they feel any pain or even need eyes to see us. They are drawn to us by her will alone.
He strode forward with a command for everyone else to stay back. The things were only a few feet from him, moving at a loping run now. They seemed to grow more crazed by his nearness. Horrible grunts came from them.
They have been pulled from the ground, Mencheres continued, sidestepping one with a speed it didnt have, and they will not return to it until the spell is broken. We cannot run. Every grave within a hundred miles would empty as the dead came after us, and they would kill anything in their path.
His sword moved so fast I couldnt follow it with my gaze. In disbelief I saw the things leap at him with almost equal speed. Where the fuck did their shuffling go? Oh,shit!
Mencheres hacked in that same blur. Pieces of them started to fly in all directions as his blade outraced their sudden, incredible tempo. We must hold them off and find what object she used for this spell, he went on in that same level tone. It would have to be something of hers, perhaps carried by one of the prisoners, or planted by Rattler. If we find it and destroy it, they will die. Until then, no matter how much damage they sustain, they cannot rest.
What he meant was sickeningly illustrated as he spoke. Mother of God, even the limbs hed severed crawled in our direction. A headless body stumbled closer, and the unattached cranium chewed with demonic intentness at Mencheress foot until he kicked it away. Now that was scary. Still, when they were dismembered, the creatures were certainly less dangerous. Maybe there was a chance.
Send three people back in the house to search, Mencheres called out, whirling to intercept more of the forms as they approached. It will probably be something small, easy to disregard. Destroy it with any means possible.
Tick Tock, Annette, Zero, go, Bones ordered with a jerk of his head, pulling out his own sword.
They darted back into the house without pause, except for Annette. I saw her stop and stare at Bones before she disappeared into the house. I stared at him as well, for the same reason. Thinking this was the last time Id see him.
If I thought for a moment youd listen, it would be you going inside, he almost sighed. Yet I know better. I love you, Kitten. Theres nothing on this earth or under it that can change that.
I didnt have time to reply, but it wasnt necessary. Every fiber of me shouted it back at him even as he raised his voice and addressed the four dozen people also drawing out their swords.
Patra unleashed death on us, mates. Let us return the gesture with our compliments!
Bones strode forward with measured, lethal steps to meet the new wave of ghastly invaders. Four dozen against untold hundreds? I knew the odds of our survival. So did everyone who gripped a blade and advanced with him, myself included.
We are not helpless. Boness voice was never more controlled. If I didnt know better, Id say it was chipper. Many times in our lives weve been powerless, but not this night. Right now we have the power to choose the manner in which we die. If you have been a master of nothing else in all your days, you are now a master of this moment. And I for one am going to give such an answer to this insult that others will dearly regret not being by my side to see it!
Bones finished with a roar that was taken up by every throat. We trembled in the pre-midnight air with the rage of retaliation, and suddenly I didnt feel cold. Or afraid. Id faced death before, hell, even sought it. Now by Boness side, I had the chance to rewrite every bad decision, each instance of cowardice, and all the years of regret. Nothing else mattered but right now. This instant, Id become the person Id always wanted to be. Strong. Fearless. Loyal. Someone even I could be proud of.
The first creature leapt at me and my sword flashed out to answer, my hair flying as I dodged and hacked. A green glow landed on its malformed face and I laughed, bright and savagely happy.
See that? Its the light in my eyes, and Im going to show you what else Ive got
My first fight to the death was when I was sixteen. All Id had was a silver cross with a thin dagger attachment, and I didnt even know if it would kill a vampire. It did, obviously, and Ive been killing ever since. Id been in hundreds of battles since that initial one, but none of them, none of them, had ever been like this.
Thank God it was dark out. The glowing green of a vampires eyes made them distinguishable from the zombies, who continued to pour out of the woods in all directions. Ghouls were a little tougher to filter, but then there were only about ten of them here. You just didnt realize how interchangeable one figure could appear from the next when your gaze was continually splattered with blood, flesh, or flying pieces of rotted limbs. And the limbs were everywhere; disgusting parts crawling on the ground, unattached fingers squirming like leeches on your body, or whole and still adorning the monsters that kept coming from the woods.
I was in the mindless frenzy of killing, slashing out at anything that came near me. A mental numbness had set in, making me oblivious to my own injuries. My arms, shoulders, legs-every part of me had been chewed on. I wasnt even sure if I was still clothed; all I saw was red from both the rage and the blood in my eyes. Thats why the matching emerald lights from my comrades was so helpful. At least when I saw them, I knew I wasnt alone. I certainly felt alone, with nothing but maddened zombies surrounding me, screams blending into a continuous white noise, and the ceaseless cleaving of my sword into the inviolable force of walking dead.
Vlad had an advantage. With enough time, he could grab hold of a zombie and burn them to pieces. They ran around like macabre torches, what was left of them, anyway. Still, it seemed he needed a solid minute of holding them to burn them into a less harmful state, which meant it wasnt the most productive method of dealing with them.
Every now and then, though, Id catch an orange glow from the corner of my eye, hear indescribable screams, and know Vlad was still alive. Even more important was that periodically, Id hear an English accent cresting over the sounds of death and pain, urging everyone on, taunting the creatures with gleeful scorn. Bones was still alive, too. Aside from that, I had no idea who was around me.
Fall back, fall back! the shout came. The thing in front of me was suddenly cleaved straight down the center into two halves. Between the falling forms there was Bones, almost unrecognizable in appearance, and I stopped my sword in midarc to avoid slashing his head off.
Come with me, he growled. He tugged on my arm and then dropped it with a savage curse.
Bloody fucking hell, why didnt you call for help?
I didnt know what he meant, and arguing wasnt an option, since he yanked me to his chest with one arm and began a deranged hacking at anything near us with the other. My feet barely brushed the ground, swinging with his gait while I began to feel nauseous. Some of the haze lifted from my vision and when we entered the house and went at once down the stairs, I could see with clarity again.
Every item in the house had been smashed. I was confused, because the main fight was outside, but then it made sense. Not knowing what the mysterious object was, Annette, Tick Tock and Zero had been obliterating anything they could. There wasnt even a solid stick of furniture left, and the remaining vampires and ghouls streaked through the wreckage while holding off the hideous intruders that kept coming. This house had three underground levels and just two entrances to them. That was on the plus side. In the negative column, it also meant we had no way out.
Bones deposited me into the arms of Tate, who appeared out of the spattered forms. Take her to the lowest level, he barked and turned away. I have to cover our retreat.
Bones, no! I protested, ignored by both of them as Tate whirled and ran down the stairs. He shoved past people, muttering something that sounded like, Your arm, your arm, as he went.
We went through a door where inside, several frightened faces stared at us.The kids, I realized.Theyre scared. Maybe this wasnt outlined in the Be a Vampire Snack brochure.
Clear some space, he snapped to them, and fear from either his appearance or his tone made them quick to respond. They huddled together as Tate lowered me to the floor and withdrew a knife.
Get off me, I have to get back out there- I started, and then shut up.Oh. No wonder the two of them had given me such a look.
Give me a little blood by mouth, if you can spare it, was what I said instead as I considered my arm. Well, what was left of it.Always the left arm, the dispassionate part of me mused darkly.First burned by Max, now this. If it could talk, it would never stop bitching at me.
It was hanging by a few stubborn ligaments, but most of it was chewed off to the bone.Now I resemble the zombies, it occurred to me. Some of their limbs were a dead ringer for this one.
Itll hurt when it heals, Tate rasped, pressing a knife and my mouth to his throat. Drink deep. Ill refill.
Normally I wouldnt have drunk from him, deeply or not, but these werent normal circumstances. Bottom line was, Id have to be back in fighting condition and fast, because the things outside werent calling a time-out. With that in mind, I clamped my teeth over the puncture Tate made in his neck and sucked hard, biting to keep the wound open.
He made a noise I refused to diagnose, because I knew better. Cool blood filled my mouth and I swallowed, pulling harder, feeling shards of shooting pain erupt in my arm. His grip tightened until my upper body was glued to him, tilting his head back as I applied stronger suction. By the fourth pull my arm was in agony, but by the sixth, it had settled into a harsh tingling. At the ninth I was able to shove him back using two hands, panting as cravings for more awoke in me.
Tates eyes were green when I looked at him, and it made me scramble back further, because his expression said they werent lit up from battle.
I jumped to my feet, watching in amazement as the skin regrew on my limb, knitting back together like a scene from a science fiction movie.
The new blood coursing in me made me feel wilder, less human. Considering the amounts Id no doubt lost, I was probably running on a sixty-forty mixture favoring the undead cells.
Come on, soldier, I said. We have things to kill.
Without a backward glance I ran up the stairs and back toward the fierce sounds of battle.
The vampires were clustered around the hall in front of the landing like an undead gauntlet. Every shrieking, unholy thing that tried to gnaw their way through them was set upon by all sides. It was holding so far, but one look told me the grim truth. This barricade wouldnt last long enough. More and more creatures kept coming.
I sprinted forward to join the fray when I collided with Annette. She was wide-eyed and frantic, almost not seeing me as she rushed to smash a figurine against the wall. When nothing happened but broken glass, she gave a raw cry of despair and turned to seek out more objects.
Annette! I had to shake her to get her to focus on me. Where are Tick Tock and Zero?
She gestured in no general direction. Tick Tock is on the other side of the house, Zero went to Anubus to attempt to beat the answer out of him, but I saw six of thosethings follow after him, theyve broken in! I heard Zero scream, and then I went this way. Oh, Cat, I cant find it, I cant find it!
Whatit was didnt require asking. This place was coming apart at the seams.
Just keep at it, Annette, well find whatever it is. Well hold them off-