face without fear, and put her palm firmly in mine. I hissed in pain, but held her gaze, baring my fangs. I could feel them slowly, receding. Amy gasped.
“Oh my God. Is she… are you?”
“This is the Shield symbol,” I said, looking right into Sarah’s eyes. “Did you know anything about this?”
“A Shield? Like Porsche, the ballerina?”
Her response told me she was as completely baffled by the possibility as I was.
“Yes, like Porsche. The Shields must know of your existence, although they don’t often make themselves known until it needs to happen. Like now, because you’re hanging out with a vampire.”
“How ?” Amy demanded. “How can she be a Shield? Is she related to Porsche?”
I shrugged. Aside from being tall, the two girls didn’t have anything in common.
“It’s possible. The Camerons and the McIntoshes have identified their active Shield. But that doesn’t mean you can’t be an inactive one, one who’s not really powerful, but just has it in their blood. There’s no… rhyme or reason for the universe choosing a new Shield in the bloodline. They can be sisters, daughter or forth cousins once removed. There’s just only one in a bloodline. And as far as I know, the De Ritters have not yet identified their active shield.”
“You’d think they’d tell us,” Amy said , “seeing as they are supposed to be helping us kill Selene. Cooperating and all.”
I shrugged. “If you can call it that. They want Selene dead and then they never want to talk to me again, even if our interests align. Porsche working with me so closely was a blasphemy, remember? She was excommunicated by her community. Even if we are working for a common goal, they wouldn’t want Sarah actually befriending us.”
“It’s a bit late for that .” Sarah’s eyes were sparkling.
I could tell she thought this was the greatest thing to ever happen to her. It wasn’t in my heart to tell her that it was going to likely be a terrible thing.
“What do we do now?” Sarah asked.
“I don’t think you’re the active De Ritter Shield. I know what that blood felt like and it was… more powerful.” Amy gave me a sympathetic smile as I spoke. “But I do think you should be looking into your history, your genealogy.”
Sarah nodded and I reached my hand out.
“Would you… would you mind?” I know my hand was trembling, but it had been so long since I had relief from this pain.
She took my hand again, holding on tight as my fangs slowly sunk back into my mouth. I heaved a huge sigh.
“Do you want me to unlock you?” Amy asked.
I shook my head. “No. No offense, my dear.” I smiled at Sarah. “But the last Shield we had could affect a whole room. For now, it’s only your touch that slowly takes away my powers. Thank you.” I pulled back. “But Sarah… don’t feel like you have to get involved in any of this. It’s not a good life, you can ask Amy. This isn’t all fun and games. There’s a lot of danger and pain involved in this.”
“Are you kidd ing?” Sarah exclaimed. “Look, Mister, I don’t know who you think you are, but Amy’s my best friend in the whole world. So if she needs my help, you can bet your life, immortal or not, that I’m going to be there for her.”
Amy beamed at Sarah, and I could see the love and loyalty between the two girls clear as day.
“Well then, we have a lot to discuss,” I said. “Please, have a seat.”
Chapter 5: Amy
“This one.” Sarah pointed to one name in an endless list of names on what seemed like an endless stack of papers. We were lying on her bed, going through print-outs of her entire genealogy. There was a place outside of town that took DNA samples and cross-referenced it with their database. It was incredibly pricey, and to have it cross-referenced with other databases was even more expensive. But Liam had paid