Day day seemed to last forever. Ella was hungry, she couldn't sleep. She needed out, to feel the night air on her face. She still had 2 hours to go. She pouted and sunk down in the chair she'd been sitting in. Blankly, she stared at a computer screen with various blips and places marked. Each blip on the screen represented an allied vampire. There were only about 10 of them out there. She looked over to Jackson and smiled, remembering the time that the coven had been united, the most powerful in the world. And then Lukas came along. Within two years of being Sired by Jackson, he organized all the younglings. They staged a coup and overthrew the elders in command. They burned the mansion to the ground. And in mere hours, the coven had fallen apart. Most had died in the fire. Those who remained, were split between Lukas and Jackson. It had been one year since that night. They hadn't seen or heard from Lukas or his coven. Ella wasn't sure if that was a good thing, or something bad. She drummed her fingernails on the desk and looked at Jackson.
"I've got to get out of here...soon," she said, leaning up and resting her elbow on the desk. Her dark hair fell loosely around her shoulders and a few rogue strands fell into her face. Absentmindedly, she brushed her hair behind her ear and propped her head on one hand. "Aren't you going stir crazy, too, Jackson?"
Jackson had a serious look about him. The coup had changed him. He said in a monotonous tone, not looking away from his computer screen. "I'm fine. Sunset is just two more hours away. Be patient, Ella." He typed in a few commands on the keyboard and in an instant his face lit up. His whole body seemed to come alive. "There she is, Ella. Ari is in the city." He started drumming his fingers on the desk. "2 more hours?"
Ella laughed and said, in a mocking tone, "Be patient, Jackson." She opened up an internet window and typed in the address to a chat board. She had to find out where the parties would be and if the current location had been found out yet. In a few seconds, she was chatting away with a "candy kid." A teenager who'd been skipping from rave to rave, just as Ella had been. In mere moments, she had the locations of three separate parties, all within a 3 mile radius. "The cops will be busy tonight..." she mumbled as she logged off the chat board.
The music inside the warehouse was loud, pulsing through the massive speakers lining the walls. Lights of every color, accented by strobe effects flashed all around the room. The warehouse was anything but dark. That's what Ella liked about raves. Clubs were always dark, she couldn't see people, only blood. It distracted her. the warehouse, usually dark and dank, was alive and crawling with teenagers and people in their twenties. It was crawling with women--that's what Ella liked the most. The sun was already up, but the candy kids kept partying. Some were just arriving. The dealers were moving through the crowd swiftly, selling their wares. Some of the kids were sleeping on couches and in corners, propped against each other. How they were sleeping, Ella didn't know. She moved through the crowd like a cat, weaving in and out of groups of teenagers. She'd been there since about 2 am, looking for fun, food, and sex.
On the outside, she looked 22 with long black hair and pretty brown eyes. Her smile suggested innocence, but her eyes stated otherwise. On this particular morning, she was dressed to fit in with the candy kids. She had a glow necklace and neon plastic bracelets lined up her arms. Her white tank top was glowing under the black lights and the reflective strips on her pants were glowing as well. She had her hair pulled back with silver and purple streaks in it. The only make-up she wore was glitter on her eyelids and cheeks. Everyone packed in the building was sweating, that was the only thing Ella couldn't do. She knew no one noticed though, they were too busy getting high and dancing.
