Fangs in Space

Chapter 2: Reminiscing

He nodded.

He bowed and left.

I sighed. Magnus and I had known each other for 700 years now and he still addressed me formally. He and Gerald were the only people to which I was close to. And even they were frightened of me.

I grabbed my keys and walked down the hall to the garage. It was time to pay Zea a visit.

I got into my brand new black BMW and speeded towards the highway.

I wondered how Zea would respond to my news about the aliens.

Like her father she abhorred human blood drinking, claiming they were too much like us and took refuge in ‘lower’ animals.

I had never understood this distinction. It seemed so trivial.

But it had pulled us apart when she become off age.

She refused to live under one roof with us blood drinkers and instead she built herself a shack in the desert.

Last time I had seen her she looked like a wild thing, unruly hair that hadn’t seen a brush in millennia, and a pale and caved in face because of the malnutrition.

I hurt me to see our beautiful child do this to herself.

I took a dirt road into the desert and after a four-hour drive I spotted the shack in the distance.

I smiled. She had extended it with a bedroom. The yard was littered by tiny little crosses, marking the graves of the animals she had eaten.

Still the hopeless romantic.

I parked the BMW in front of the shack and got out of the car.

“Mother” she said whilst coming out of it.

She looked boney, not an inch of fat on her body. Her wild read hair hung in dreads across her back, but still shined. She smelled awful and was clothed in rags.

I walked over and embraced her.

She felt bony and breakable, almost making me cry in horror.

“Why are you here Mother?” she asked me.

“Can a mother not visit her daughter without reason?” I asked.

She looked at me sceptically.

“Not you. What do you want?”

I sighed and walked towards the shack, tracing the outline of one of its windows with my hand.

“Something big happened yesterday.”

I turned and looked at her.

“For you to consider something big, that must means something. ” She declared drily.

“Are you out of humans?” she grinned.

It pained me that she hated me so much. I know I deserved it but it stung all the same.

“Haha. No.”

“But we found a new variety to add to the diet.” I added drily.

She put her hands on her hips. “What?”

“Aliens, honey. Blue smurfs.”

She shook her head and returned to the shack.

I followed her in and tried to find a seat that wasn’t covered in dust.

“Have you lost your mind, Mother?” Zea asked me.

“Not quite there yet, honey, not quite.”