Fat Vampire 6: Survival of the Fattest by Johnny B. Truant

Author:Johnny B. Truant [Truant, Johnny B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-10-19T04:00:00+00:00

MEET THE NEW BOSS, SAME AS THE OLD BOSS

REGINALD WAS FURIOUS WITH CLAIRE for crossing the country on her own, but Claire waved him off as usual, assuring him that it was fine. She’d sneaked out of her house in full light, making her way across the city and darting through the gate. Once outside, she’d been safe. She was walking in the sun, probably developing a sunburn owing to her pale skin and lack of regular sun exposure, so no human would think she was a vampire unless they scoped her and found her cold — and even if they did scope her, they wouldn’t know what to think. She’d then stolen a car and made her way to a converted hospital on the periphery of the wildlands that she’d seen helicopters fly out of in the past, presumably to scope the wildlands for the Vampire Nation. She’d found the helicopter fueled, had climbed inside, and had flown it.

When Nikki, aghast, asked how the hell she’d flown a helicopter, Claire just waved her hands mysteriously in the air. The television came on, then turned off. Brian’s cell phone, in the other room, rang. The lights turned on and off, and the electronic door clicked open and closed. The air conditioning came on and off, and in front of them both, Claire’s palms glowed with a strange blue light. Then everything stopped and she lowered her palms, and she answered Nikki’s question: “I just flew it, and now it’s on the roof.” Then she pointed up, a small, innocent smile on her wide, pretty lips.

Reginald yelled at her. He said that she could easily have been killed — not just by vampires looking for humans, but also by humans looking for vampires. Claire was neither. The vampire community she’d lived in knew her as vampire, but when she used to go into the wildlands to visit her dying mother, the few vampire-friendly humans they knew had treated her as human. She didn’t have fangs and she couldn’t move like a vampire (or could she? Reginald suspected she might be sandbagging; getting out of the city walls wasn’t simple, and Claire had glossed over it as if it were), but she was cold under their sensors. She could walk in the sun. And she could manipulate energy — an ability that Reginald, to this day, believed she’d only scratched the surface of. But as Reginald watched Claire come into his room at USVC and sit on the bed beside Nikki, all he could see in his mind were all of the dangers she had faced. And it made him angry.

Claire’s response was simple and direct. “I’m 51,” she said. “Get off my back, mom.”

It was true. Claire hadn’t had a mother in any real sense until she’d been old enough for a mother’s influence to barely matter. Between the addling inflicted by Altus the incubus and the damage the vampire agent had done to her following her attack, Claire’s mother hadn’t

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