The Young Guardian

Lucas walked hastily back into the living room and picked up his ringing phone he'd left on the wooden coffee table. It was past eleven pm and seeing the caller ID, he smiled to himself and accepted the call.

"Good morning Grace." He greeted the caller,

"Okay, I'll be on my way now." He said with a satisfied smile and he hung up the call.

He'd been waiting for this call all evening, so he rushed to the room, grabbed his jacket and his keys, he shoved his cellphone into the pocket of his black jean pants, took his already packed backpack and left the room. Outside, he walked to the receptionist's desk, the dark haired Hispanic raced lady was asleep with her mouth slightly opened. She should be, that's what humans do by this time of the night, they sleep.

"Hey." He tapped her twice and she woke up from her slumber, murmuring some incomprehensible words,

"You want a room?" She asked him as she chased away the sleepiness, he shook his head and brought out his key,

"I'm checking out." He said to her and her brain registered fully to her environment.

"Oh sorry," She apologized, "I'm so sorry..."

"No worries ma'am." He said to the older lady and handed her the keys, which she took with an appreciative smile and he left the reception. He went outside and got into his 1993 Camaro, which he'd bought for five grands, immediately after he fled school.

He threw his backpack to the back seat, started the engine and drove out of the motel.

Six months ago, Lucas, his younger sister, Anastasia, his parents, his older cousin, Declan and his best friend/gaurdian, Marco were returning to Flint Hills after spending their time shopping in the city of Montana.

They were having a friendly argument whether or not thirteen year old Anastasia made the right choice in the gown she'd chosen while they were at the mall when all of a sudden, his father lost control of the car. The brakes failed and the last thing he heard was his sister's loud cry before everything went blank. He woke up in the hospital and according to the nurse, that was three days after the tragic accident. He'd been the only survivor in the accident.

A week after the funeral of both his parents, his cousin, his gaurdian and his sister, he resolved he would leave the school forte after series of events thst comelled him to.

It wasn't really easy as he'd thought, as several people guarding him since he'd no dhampir gaurdian no more and the Guardian Council were yet to give him another.

However, he did escape in the bus that come to take the feeders away and for six months, he'd been trying to blend in and live like a normal teenager, but that seem impossible as he can't erase the memories of that night from his head.

Now, he's on two mission, to go get his blood bag from Grace Kavanaugh, a mystical creatures fanatic, who's a nurse in the nearby local hospital and had been taking the night shifts just for him for the past two weeks he'd been in Victoria. Two, he's leaving Victoria to Seattle tonight and that's sure going to take him about three to four hours at most.

He would be in Seattle before the sunrise and would lodge in a motel, stay there for a week or two and continue the circle to another destination till he's sure he has gotten the vampires off his back.

Those were his thoughts when he pulled into the parking lot of the hospital.

He parked his car properly like every good citizen of America would do and after he did, he got out from his dead beat trap car and walked towards the entrance.

"Adrian." The female nurse in her late twenties called Lucas as he came in and he flashed her a warm smile.

"Hey Grace." He acknowledged as he walked towards her. He stopped in front of her desk and she brought out a brown paper bag containing his feed and handed it to him,

"Here you go."

"Thanks Grace." He thanked her as he brought out his wallet to pay her for the service but she refused, as always.

"Not again." She mouthed, pushing back the dollar bills to him,

" I've told you as long as I'm here, you don't have to worry about feeding." She said with an assuring smile,

"Thanks Grace." He said to her,

"I gotta go now." He added as he turned away from her desk,

"Adrian." She called him, he stopped and turned to her,

"Take care of yourself." She mouthed, he nodded with a warm smile on his face and he left, just as he'd came.

To Lucas, Grace must be the most chivalrous and selfless vampire fanatics he'd ever come across in the past six months he'd been out in the human world.

The night he'd met her, he'd just came Victoria and was in desperate need to feed.

He came to the hospital that night and had met her. She'd been so engrossed in the book she was reading, she didn't notice him standing outside the glass beside her. He knocked on the glass, startling her, she raised her head up and looking at him, she flashed him a warm smile.

There was no way he could come in without her permission to, so he motioned her to come to the door which she did and opened the door for him to come in.

"Come in." She'd said and getting the invitation he needed, he walked inside with her.

He would have used compulsion on her that night, but in the next few minutes that followed, he got to find out that she's a lover for mystical creatures especially vampires, werewolves, hybrids and sirens.

She left him and came back awhile later with a brown paper bag and she handed it to him, he was surprised when he opened it and saw a transparent bag with blood inside it, what he'd actually came for.

When he asked her, she'd told him she knew from when he wouldn't enter without her invitation that he was a vampire and not seeing his reflection in the adjacent mirror by thr door was a confirmation of suspicion for her.

The next two nights he'd gone there, he got to know her better.

Her father had been a Dhampir and her mother a human and they'd had her, the non vampiric child.