No, I told him simply. It wasnt.
I waited, dreading his next words, that he might ask me to take my sword and end his life. Or that I leave so he could do it himself.
Where are Jackal and Kanin? he finally asked, surprising me. Did you come here alone?
I nodded. Yes, but theyre okay. At least, I think they are. Briefly, I searched for them again, feeling two separate pulls, coming from the same direction. I can feel both of them, through our blood tie. Jackal was pretty badly hurt when...when we fled the tower the first time, and we got separated. Kanin went back to look for him.
So I didnt manage to kill him after all, Zeke muttered, and I couldnt tell if he was relieved or disappointed. I suspected the latter. I also suspected this stoic front Zeke was putting up was a horrible lie, that underneath he was a writhing mess of emotions, and it worried me.
So I didnt manage to kill him after all, Zeke muttered, and I couldnt tell if he was relieved or disappointed. I suspected the latter. I also suspected this stoic front Zeke was putting up was a horrible lie, that underneath he was a writhing mess of emotions, and it worried me.
Are you all right? I asked. My gaze flicked to the back of his shirt, and the tiny hole in it, right over his heart. Where I had shoved Kanins knife through his body. How are you feeling?
Hungry. Stated so bluntly that I shivered. This wasnt right. I hadnt expected Zeke to be perfectly fine when he woke up, far from it, but this utter lack of emotion wasnt him. I hoped it was just the shock, and he would eventually start acting more like himself again. Though now that he was a vampire, I didnt know what normal was for him anymore.
I had the sudden, disconcerting thought that, maybe, this was the real Zeke now that he was a vampire. I certainly had changed from the time Id become undead; maybe the old Zeke, the human Zeke, really was gone forever.
Starving, actually, Zeke went on, oblivious to my dark thoughts. And thats a problem, now that I dont control the army anymore. Sarren put me in charge when he left, but Im not their boss any longer. Once they find out I cant give them what they want, theyll try to kill me, too.
They dont know that, I said. No one has been here, no one knows what happened last night. As far as anyone can tell, I entered the Pit and never came out again. They probably think you killed me.
Zeke flinched. It was small, barely noticeable since he was turned away from me, but I saw it.
Sliding forward, I reached out and put a hand on his back. Im still here, I said softly. We beat Sarrens sick little game, and he has no hold on you anymore.
I hope. I desperately hoped the compulsion was broken and Zeke was truly free. But if not, if Zeke fell under Sarrens control again, then I would snap him out of it one more time. And again, and again. As often as I had to, until Sarren was dead.
Allie. Zeke bowed his head, and his shoulders trembled. I felt him take a deep breath, as if to compose himself, a reflex left over from his time as a human. I know we have to stop Sarren, he continued, his voice a little stronger. I know thats the most important thing now, that putting an end to his plans takes precedence over everything else, even my own feelings. I know that, and Im with you. Dont worry about that part. He shivered again, though his voice remained calm. Ill go with you to Eden, and I dont intend to stop fighting until I know Sarren is dead. But after that, after Im sure everyone is safe and Sarren is gone... Zeke paused, now uncertain. I...I dont know if I can do this. If I even want to try. He hesitated again, then in a near whisper, added, You might have to...
Stop it, I growled at him. Youve asked me this before, and it nearly killed me to say yes. I wont let you become a monster. Ill fight it with you every step of the way. But I will not help you destroy yourself.
I never wanted this, Zeke said harshly, clenching his fists. I wouldve rather died, and Sarren knew that. His evil is still inside me. What if it turns on you? What if I cant help being more like Sarren than like you and Kanin?
Having Sarren for a sire was something I couldnt even imagine, and it made me feel cold inside. It doesnt work like that, Zeke, I told him, praying I was right. And even if that was the case, you still have the choice to fight it. To not be like him.
And if Im not strong enough?
I dont believe that for a second.
He shook his head. You have more faith in me than I do, vampire girl, he murmured, almost to himself. I hope you dont come to regret it.
Boss!
The shout came from below, rough and guttural. It was followed by another voice, both sounding rather desperate. Zeke raised his head at the sound, and his eyes gleamed. Hunger rippled across his features, and he shook himself before breaking away and rising to his feet.
Raiders, he muttered. They probably saw you come in last night and are wondering which one of us is dead.
As he said this, there was a burst of gunfire outside, making both of us jerk up. Almost instinctively, I reached out with my blood tie and felt two pulses, very close, coming from the same direction as the shots.
Kanin, I whispered. Jackal. What are they doing here? They were supposed to wait for us outside the city.
Looks like they came back for you, Zeke said. Reaching to his back holster, he took out his pistol and checked the clip with a frown. Three bullets left, he muttered. And I dont have my blade. Do you?
I shook my head. My katana was on the first floor where Id dropped it, frantic to stop Zeke from killing himself. I still had Kanins dagger, but I really wanted my sword. Zeke nodded grimly, and holstered the gun again.
Nothing for it, then. Lets go.
Zeke, wait.
He ignored me and swept across the room. I followed him out the door into an open corridor where the entire wall had fallen away, showing the yawning crater several floors down. I hurried forward just as Zeke dropped from the edge of the balcony into the pit below. Frantic voices drifted up from the bottom, and I walked silently to the edge, gazing down.
Boss! Almost directly below, two large, brutish men suddenly turned, guns in hand, and rushed toward Zeke. I followed them, unseen, from above. Hey, we got a situation, one said, not seeming to notice the way Zeke was advancing on him, eyes hard. You need to get out there, right now. There was another burst of gunfire, closer this time, followed by a desperate yell. The raiders flinched and glanced back toward the walls.
The vamps are here, boss, the second human gasped. The little bitchs friends are coming. Our old king. We tried holding them off, but they got into the city somehow and are on their way right now
He didnt get any further. Zeke pounced on him with a snarl, driving him into the floor with a splash and a terrified shriek. The other yelled and raised his gun, but I dropped from the balcony and hit him from behind, burying my fangs in his throat. Hot blood filled my mouth, soothing and wonderful. There was no guilt this time. I kept drinking until there was nothing left, until the body was a limp sack of meat and bones, drained and lifeless.
Letting the corpse slump to the water, I looked around for Zeke.
He rose slowly, fangs out, watching his own raiders body sink below the waters surface and disappear. I kept a close eye on his face, waiting for the disgust and loathing to hit, for the horror of what hed done to sink in, but there was nothing. His expression remained blank, his eyes flat, and my stomach twisted.
Shots boomed close by. I jerked, then searched frantically for my weapon, trying to spot the shine of steel beneath the water. I found my katana right where Id left it, dropped when Zeke had kicked me in the chest. The fabric around the hilt was soaked through, but it seemed perfectly fine otherwise. I flicked water off the blade before sheathing it again. Zekes machete lay a few yards away, glimmering in the spot where hed knelt and waited for me to end his life. He sloshed over to pick up the weapon before turning to me, his expression still blank and cold.
Lets go.
We started across the pit but had taken only a few steps when gunfire boomed along the balcony seats above us, flaring white, and a second later, a familiar roar shook the darkness. Pistol fire barked, fast and frantic. A scream, and then the scent of blood filled the air a moment before a body dropped from the balcony and hit the water with a splash. I tried not to notice that its head was missing as a tall, bloody figure stepped out of the shadows to the edge of the balcony and smirked down at us.
Oh, good, Jackal remarked, his dangerous gold gaze fixed not on me, but on Zeke. Youre still alive.
He leaped from the balcony, making a splash when he landed, and grinned demonically as he rose, fangs gleaming. I was hoping youd be here, he said, glaring at Zeke. No one takes whats mine and gets away with it, not even you, bloodbag. When Im done, youre gonna wish you stayed dead the first time.
A pair of raiders appeared where Jackal had been moments before. Seeing their former king, they leveled automatic machine guns into the pit and fired, spraying the water with lead. Jackal snarled, sounding more irritated than anything, and we ducked behind rubble piles as bullets hissed around us and sparked off the stones.
Abruptly, the gunfire ceased. I peeked out to see another body drop into the crater as Kanin snapped the neck of the other from behind. More shouts echoed behind him, and the Master vampire melted back into the darkness.
Kanin is here, too? I thought as a growl echoed behind me. I whirled just in time to see Jackal lunge behind our section of wall, shoving me aside as he did. I hit the ground and rolled upright as my brother grabbed Zeke by the throat, turned, and slammed him into the broken stones. His face was vicious as he leaned in, smiling.
You know, I didnt always hate you, Jackal said, as Zeke grabbed his wrists, trying to pry him off. But I think Id like you better if you were a little shorter. Maybe a head shorter, whadya say, bloodbag?
I drew my sword, intending to leap in and force Jackal to back the hell off. But at that moment, Zeke bared his fangs with a savagely inhuman snarl and drove a fist into Jackals ribs. I heard the distinct snap of bones, and Jackal jerked, grunting in pain. Before I could respond, Zeke spun and rammed the other vampire into the concrete, slamming his head into the rock with another sickening crack, before shoving him away. Jackal slumped into the water, holding his side, and I grabbed Zekes arm.