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breath, I downed the
disgusting contents as if it was water.
    Yeah, it was the worst thing I had ever
drunk.
    I tried not to puke. But I was fired up. As
I pulled away from the wooden jug, I yelled at the top of my
lungs—the same Braveheart warrior yell that Atticai seemed to
prefer—and everyone immediately cheered.
    And as they bellowed and whooped and
hollered, I could only think: What the hell have I gotten myself
into?
     
     
     

Chapter Six
     
     
    Everyone went back to partying.
    The music got cranked up louder, and
insanity seemed to fill the air. I went and sat on a giant log next
to the bonfire. I looked over at Lena, who was still standing with
Atticai. For once, he didn’t have his arms around her. She caught
me looking at her, and gave me a look that suggested I had somehow
been accepted.
    Did I even want to be accepted by these
people?
    That putrid drink was pretty powerful. I had
a buzz going almost instantly. Redheaded Yari walked over to me.
Damn, she looked terrific. Her black lace dress looked pretty
spectacular on her, too. That Rubidoux character had gotten my
testosterone raging and now Yari’s outfit was sending my hormones
through the roof.
    “You had quite a night,” she said, sitting
next to me. She sipped a bluish drink in a clear glass.
    “Whatcha drinking?” I asked. My voice, I
noticed was slightly slurred. It also sounded distant, too, as if I
had spoken from about ten feet away. Weird, I know.
    “Oh, it’s my own peculiar blend. I call it
‘Sex On the Beach and Everywhere Else, Too.”
    “Is that a joke?”
    “If you want it to be.”
    I looked at her. God, she was a bright light
in all this Goth doom and gloom. She smiled at me. I smiled back. I
wanted to kiss her, until I reminded myself that earlier tonight I
had watched her drink from some guy’s neck. I said. “You know, you
guys are going to have to give me back. Kidnapping is illegal in
this state. And all other states, for that matter.”
    “I’ll take you back any time you want. Do
you want to leave?”
    I thought about that. The party was raging
around me. Bodies dancing around the massive bonfires. There was a
sense of excitement, of freedom, of hungry passion. The hungry
part, admittedly, made me a little nervous, but other than that,
this was a pretty cool party.
    “I guess not,” I said, shrugging. “At least,
not yet.”
    She smiled knowingly, as if she already knew
what my answer would be. She said, “We figured those guys would
have thrown you under the bus once the cops came. You were probably
looking at about ten counts of attempted murder. No joke.” She was
probably right.
    “Luckily, none of those assholes even knew
my name.” I guessed I should be more grateful that the Addams
Family here took a liking to me. “I guess I’ll stick around for a
while, as long as no one tries to eat me.”
    She laughed. “Cool. Let’s go for a walk.”
Yari took my hand and led me off the Flatlands lot and into the
woods.
    I was quiet for a bit. I felt safe with her.
I don’t think I had ever met a girl who could kick as much ass as
me. “Who are you guys?” I finally asked. “Are you all part of a
band or something?”
    “Why do you say that?”
    “It makes sense. I thought maybe your band’s
name was Con?”
    “Con?” Yari laughed.
    “The letters that are written across
Atticai’s back.”
    “Those are initials. It’s an acronym for
Children of the Night.”
    “And what—or who—is that?”
    “Us. Our clan. Our group.”
    “All those people back there?”
    “No, just mainly the ones who kidnapped
you.” Yari smiled at me again.
    “So, what are you guys, then? A club?”
    “Something like that. We’re just some people
who have one or two things in common.”
    I guess biting into people’s flesh and
thinking you were vampires were the things they had in common, but
I decided to keep that to myself. Instead, I said, “Are any of
those guys back there your boyfriend?”
    Yari smiled at