it’s healing.” She looked up at Joelle. “Tell me what happened. I know I’m not crazy. I know I was hurt badly. I’m not anymore. I’m not crazy.”
Joelle decided that she had to tell Aislinn everything. It wasn’t fair to leave her in the dark. And, if she did turn out to be Charon’s Liaison, she’d have to know anyway. Better that Joelle tell her than leave it to the ham-handed men. They’d just fuck it up and scare the woman.
“You’re not crazy,” Joelle said, laying a hand on Aislinn’s arm. “I’m going to tell you everything, but I want you to listen without judgment. I’ll answer any questions you have, but you have to listen. Promise?”
Aislinn nodded slowly. “Okay.”
“Okay, so I told you I grew up knowing about vampires. After releasing Talon and going our separate ways, I started seeing them a lot of different places. You know like bookstores and grocery stores and stuff. I knew what they were, but they were just living their lives. You know? Like regular people. And they are. I’ve met quite a few vampires, and they’re just like you and me.”
Aislinn started to shake her head and protest, but Joelle stopped her. “No, you promised to listen. So there are different kinds of vampires. The regular citizens can’t drink human blood so they drink this synthetic stuff that was developed especially for them. They eat regular food too, but have to drink the blood. They have fangs, but they’re not really impressive. They’re stronger than humans and live longer, but other than that, they’re pretty much like us. The other kinds of vampire are called Ancients. When they’re born, they have some kind of genetic anomaly or something. Anyway, they are just like the first vampires. They are bigger and stronger and faster. They can’t stand any sunlight, and they drink human blood.”
“So one of those killed my roommate?” Aislinn interrupted.
“No, see, there are some regular vamps that think if they drink human blood they’ll become Ancients. Since they can’t process the blood, it not only slowly kills them, but drives them crazy.”
“You think it was a regular vampire who killed my roommate,” Aislinn said.
“Yes, and came after you tonight. We just found out about a blood cult in this area not too long ago. Whoever is leading it has convinced people to drink human blood. These vamps are scary strong, but totally wacko. Oh, and they stink.”
“The man tonight, he smelled like bad meat.”
“That’s it,” Joelle said with a nod. “Like I said, they can’t process the blood so it poisons them. But it’s like they don’t even know it or maybe they don’t care. Talon says that to a regular vamp, human blood is a highly addictive drug.”
“How do you know all this?”
“We work for an organization called the Paranormal Investigative Agency. Our job is to police the paranormal community. The Hunters, like Talon and Charon, are like the big guns. They go after the biggest, scariest stuff. Think of them like…special forces.” Joelle smiled as Aislinn nodded in understanding. “When regular agents can’t handle stuff, they call in the Hunters.”
“The Hunters are Ancients, aren’t they?” Aislinn asked. “They’re vampires.”
Joelle nodded. “Yes, they are.”
Aislinn wrapped her arms around herself and looked away from the woman who watched her so sympathetically. She didn’t want sympathy. She wasn’t sick, and she wasn’t crazy. But the things that had scared her so badly as a child were vampires, and now, she was apparently surrounded by them. The man she’d spent the last six months with training, trusting, was a vampire. Hell, the woman could be one, too, and she was locked in a room with her.
“I’m not,” the woman said to her.
“What?” Aislinn asked, attempting a smile.
“A vampire. I’m human just like you.” Joelle pulled her legs up on the bed to sit cross-legged. “But I guess we’re special, too. So when a