The little bat Sint perched carefully on the broken masonry of his current home, a crumbling tower surrounded on three sides by a large forest and on the fourth by a river that lapped at the shore, once in a great while the water reached all the way up to the bottom of the tower and flooded the dungeons, Sint’s friend Nora happily leapt into the pool it created at these times but their guardian Kakon carefully avoided all water shuddering at even the slightest hint of rain and curling his long gray tail against his body. But this night Sint was by himself as Nora and Kakon had gone to prowl around the nearest town in search of the three’s latest quarry; the notorious Lady Bella, a black cat with emerald-green eyes that while not a vampire herself was trying to raise an army of the undead to help her, with what they weren’t sure but Lady Bella practiced black magic so Kakon was convinced it couldn’t be anything good. A sharp crack suddenly split the chilly night air and Sint quickly ducked under the eaves of the closest gate and cocked his ears but all was silent again and Sint hopped to the ground and picked up his stake that he normally wore thrust through a belt around his waist, he hadn’t been expecting trouble in this peaceful place but he knew Kakon would scold him for dropping his guard (and weapon) instead of thinking about that though he hopped up on a low wall and again cocked his ears, this time he heard a rustling near the rose garden’s south gate “Hello” squeaked a tremulous voice “I’m looking for Kakon” the voice continued, sounding anxious.
“He isn’t here” answered Sint sniffing a bit before recognizing the scent of a mouse “what does a mouse want to see a cat for?” he asked curiously. “I was told he could help, there have been some strange deaths in my tribe and our esteemed leader thinks that the are supernatural forces at work” replied the mouse standing up on his hind paws “my name is Simon” he added politely, evidently getting over any fright he had. “I’m Sint” said the bat dropping down in front of Simon and extending his wing tip to shake the mouse’s paw “Kakon isn’t here now but you’re welcome to wait for him” Simon agreed and they sat down under an arbor that was supporting several vines full of dark purple roses, to late they both smelled a strange odor composed of dust and mint, the scent enveloped their minds and they slipped to the ground unconscious as a large tabby cat stalked up to them, the tabby was a handsome beast and had Sint been conscious, thanks to Kakon’s excellent descriptions he would have had no trouble recognizing the tabby as Lady Bella’s right-paw cat; Hector.
Meanwhile in a small flat in town:
Sarah stared at the battered box in dismay, she had known that the delivery was to be today but she had hoped that the book wouldn’t come, she knew Lady Bella didn’t need anymore spellbooks and this one sounded particularly disturbing but since it had arrived the sleek orange cat had no choice but to place it on her Lady’s desk and hope that Bella would never use it.
TO BE CONTINUED!
Short story by Linda Cee (for Halloween although it is late)
The little bat flew as fast as he could go towards the barn but he knew before he entered that he was too late, his family were dead and the poor little thing spent the night huddled against their bodies sobbing and wishing he had seen the farmer with his dreaded magic potions sooner, the morning sun’s dusky pink rays crept into the barn and the little bat finally nodded off staying on the floor by his mother’s wings.
Night fell with only a smattering of stars to light the night and the little bat slowly awoke to find his family’s body’s had disappeared and he was completely alone, he jumped when he heard a rustle behind him and he slowly turned his ears trying to figure out what he had heard but the shadow that fell on him was quick and quiet and he didn’t even have time to fight before he lost consciousness.
The gray cat chided his ward quietly, “you should not have done that”
The small orange kitten pouted “I couldn’t leave him for his family to find him” she said, gently nosing the black ball at her white paws.
The old cat beside her shook his head but said no more, instead gently lifting the bat and placing it on the kitten’s back before padding off with his ward following him.
The little bat woke for the second time that night and lay still trying to figure out where he was when he smelled a distinct feline oder, he froze terrified but the cat had noticed he was awake and came up beside him “Hi! I’m Nora” said a female voice excitedly “I hope you don’t mind I brought you here, I didn’t want to leave you all by yourself and you’ll be safe here with me and Kakon, he’s my guardian and he says a bat wouldn’t want to be here with a cat but our names rhyme and isn’t that cool?” the fluffy kitten said all in one breath.
“Um, sure?” replied the bat carefully.
“What’s your name?” asked Nora.
“Clarksint” he answered “but, you can call me Sint”
“Okay! You want to play?” she asked practically bouncing off the walls.
“Nora! Leave our guest alone child, he may want to take it easy for the rest of the night” commanded Kakon.
“Yes sir” said the kitten regretfully.
Sint sat up slowly “Why did you really bring me here?” he asked.
“I told you!” answered Nora impatiently.
“But I don’t think yu told the truth” Sint said “I can usually tell when someone is lying you know”
Kakon smiled to himself “maybe the prophecy is true” he thought looking at the little bat sitting beside his Nora as they argued about whether she was telling the truth or not, “enough” he said gently “Nora we owe him the truth and he must hear it eventually” he sighed “your family has joined the ranks of the undead they seek revenge against any they believe have wronged them”
Sint looked between him and Nora as though trying to figure out if he was kidding but Kakon was serious and Sint realized it and slumped down “what do we do?”
“We hunt them and kill them” said Nora nodding to a stack of stakes piled on the floor.
Sint’s eyes filled with tears again but he nodded “alright” he whispered.
Their work was bloody, hard and long because after all, bat’s weren’t the only vampires in the world.