Over the next few weeks, while Indy was recovering, we became close friends. By the time she was fully healed, it was far too late to seek forgiveness from the monsters, had I ever wanted it, and I would have to keep her secret. Failing to do so would result in the death of Indy, myself, my family and anyone else involved, at the first chance the monsters had to get at them. If we were lucky that is. If we weren't, well lets just say you don't want to know and leave it at that.

     And she stayed secret with the help of my family, or so we thought. One night, about a week ago, they showed me they knew by having a group of them grab my dog, Raven, right after I had let her outside to go potty before we went to bed. They took her took her, slowly tore her apart while she was still alive and ate her before my very eyes. I watched helplessly from inside my house as they killed my dearly beloved pet; her every yelp and whimper was like the twisting of a barbed knife in my heart. I wanted so badly to be able to help her but I knew there was little I could do against so many. Even if I dared to try, I would only be giving the monsters what they wanted and I would be simply throwing my life away.

      Meanwhile my intense emotions and distress must have woken Indy from her 'dead to the world' slumber because she rushed down from my room on the second floor to where I was on the first. You see fairies of any kind are sensitive to the emotions of those they are close to and Indy was no exception. Considering how I was feeling at the moment, I wasn't too surprised that she did. She came down so fast to see what was wrong, she ran into my back and bounced off it from the force of the impact. I barely felt her though and I wasn't really aware of her as she hovered behind me to watch in shock and horror at the scene being carried out in my backyard.

     She did, however, retained enough sense to hide behind me when vampire newbie approach my back door to speak with me after they had finished Raven off. I knew he was still a newbie because his eyes were still human even though he was transformed into his bat like monster form. Only hybrids where the possessed human's mind was still intact retained the human's original eyes in either form.

     Using one of his bloody hands, he gestured to me through the closed screen door window that he wanted me to open it so we could talk without him having to yell. I glared at him through the window without making a single move to open it. He gestured again while he began to nonchalantly clean one of his hands of my much beloved dog's blood. I gave him a rude gesture of my own. He paused momentarily in his grooming to glare at me and to gesture for a third time for me to open the screen door window.

     Seeing that he wouldn't leave until he talk to me, I took my sweet time opening the window. By the time it was fully opened, he had finished cleaning himself of Raven's blood and was standing with his arms crossed. He was also giving me a look which promised me I would die horrible and painful death if he ever got his hands on me.