So now my “master,” the centuries old, yet gorgeously well-preserved Ethan Sullivan, wants me to reconnect with my own upper class family and act as liaison between humans and vampires-and keep the more unsavory aspects of our existence out of the media. However, that doesn’t make good copy for a first time reporter looking to impress his high society family. Most civilized vampires frown on this behavior, putting mere mortals at ease with their policy of asking a person’s consent before taking a big gulp of the red stuff. Don’t get me wrong, Joe Public isn’t exactly thrilled to be living side-by-side with the undead, but at least they haven’t stormed the castle yet.īut all that will change once they learn about the Raves-mass feeding parties where vampires round up humans like cattle and drink themselves silly. Instead, ten months later, we’re enjoying a celebrity status reserved for the Hollywood elite-fending off paparazzi only slightly less dangerous than cross and stake-wielding slayers. You’d think headlines like that would have provoked the fine citizens of the Windy City to take up arms against us bloodsucking fiends.
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