Chapter 38: A Gathering of Spirits

“I can’t thank you all enough for agreeing to come here on such short notice,” Eileen says warmly, clearly touched by the support she’s been given thus far.

Six vampires stand before us in the middle of the field. Unlike the council who all had very pristine and commanding energies about them, these vampires are all of different sizes, ages, and demeanors.

A short man with a loud and playful voice grins at Eileen. He wears flannel and a cowboy hat, really playing into his southern drawl, “Ain’t no trouble at all. You know how much we adore you, Eileen. Happy to help!”

“And happy to kick some council a*s!” a spunky ball of energy adds. She has dyed firetruck red hair, a torn, off the shoulder band t-shirt, and tall platform combat boots.

The shorter man looks over at me before offering a hand, “You must be Lilly, ain’t ‘cha?”

I shake his hand, “Yes. That’s me.”

“Alrighty then! Let me give you the rundown of who we got here since you prolly don’t know much of nothin’.”