Short Story

That night, another private meeting was held. I was not invited, but that wasn't going to stop me. They either didn't care, or just really sucked at being discreet. Despite choosing the leafiest tree amd settling in long before the meeting started, Alexander noticed me right away. When he walked into the chisen place behind Azza, his eyes shot straight to the tree I was in. He muttered some sort of obscenity, and shot me a disapproving glare. I gave him a small wave through the leaves. He shook his head infiniteismally, but didn't do anything to give me away. I smiled in victory before focusing back on the group. "How far through the forest are we?" Alexander asked right away, handing the vampire a worn paper which I assumed was the …show more content…

They have nothing to contribute, no food, no money. What the point of not splitting up?" Kieron asked. "As you said, they have no supplies, how would they get to Artis?" She argued back. I slowly moved aside the brain h to get a better view. "Why do you care about the naries so much? They're just stupid little humans, thinking they're all high and mighty when we can easily kill them." "No one is killing or getting killed," Alexander interceeded. "As of now, we'll go separate ways, but Azza does have a point." Kieron looked incredulous. "What?! The naries can go take care of themselves. How do you that we won't be the ones getting killed? That pinhead threatened me in the forest." "Kelsea? I dont thinks she's much of a worry." "No, the other one." Perhaps you mean yourself. Another flitting glance towards where I perched, hidden. "I think that if Aella really wanted to kill you, you'll be dead already." "That's pretty much what Aella said," Azza told him. Alexander shrugged. "It's likely true. She doesn't have her knife anymore, but she could probably kill a thousand other ways." Azza and Kieron stared at him in surprise. "What?" "You're almost parroting her exact words," Azza said. Alexander looked momentarily confounded. "What kind of conversation did ypu have? When was this?" "Lunch," Kieron answered, "You should get rid of her, though." "I'm not getting rid of anyone. What did you do?" "Why are you assuming I did something?" He asked