Never Christmas (Thomas Darque)

[Lisa McNally]

Lisa stood once it was clear he was no longer in the same spot. Her body trembled as his words assaulted her brain. “******* Telepaths.” She always hated the slight headache she got from one talking in her head. One would think she was use to it with a sire a telepath, but lucky for her, Liz was not usually so intrusive.

Tilting her head she took in the scents of the room. Still she couldn’t pinpoint him. It was both pleasing and frustrating. She had him worried enough to make sure he did not give his location away, but on the same hand she couldn’t attack with it like this. But there was still one thing she could do.

Speaking in a calm voice she made her way slowly to a wall with a light switches, “Did you know in most any light I see nothing….” As she reached the wall the shadows slowly receded bringing light back into the room. For a moment it showed Lisa standing next to a switch that appeared to be for an adjustable light. Laughing slightly “The only time I can even make out shapes is in extreme light. You know like the light from a spot light, only problem with being in light like that is most normal seeing people are almost blind.” Her smile grew as the lights became near blinding bright. “We always had these lights in any of my dance rooms, for when I want to sorta see myself move in the mirrors.”

With that her eyes roamed the room, looking for that one shape that was out of place. True with it this bright it was a little worse than being in a dark room for her. Barely able to make out shapes. Like someone waking in the middle of the night to go get a drink. Too dark to make details, but one can see enough not to walk into any furniture.

“You know you talk of OUR father as if he did nothing for you.” She said softly as she made her way to the human out of place shape. “He made sure you got a chance to go to school and never got those delicate hands of yours dirty with blood. If it wasn’t for the fact my mom bit the big one, I would of gotten the same chance maybe. But this isn’t about him at all. Its all about you big brother. Remember the last time we saw each other? I had a bad dream and crawled into your bed. You told me not to worry, that you would protect me.” She laughed now only a few steps away. “You should've tried harder to find me. I needed you and you didn’t care enough to bother until you ran into me in some ******* library. You know the other cool thing about seeing shapes?” Pulling out the gold plated gun she had strapped to her back. “Target practice.”

Pulling the trigger aimed at his leg. Oh she didn’t want to do too much damage with the gun, but she wanted to make clear that she was upset with him and a little blood always settled things for her.