Here Kitty, Kitty - 29. Chapter 12.2

Carl glared at Kitryn when Simon turned his back. He knew the pesky cat was trying to goad him into doing something embarrassing and that was never going to happen.

He clapped his hands together, relishing the fact it made Kitryn jerk suddenly and waited for Simon to turn to him. “Right, I think first I should take you through some vampire history and make sure you are aware of all the laws governing our kind.

“History first. The first vampires were created when a witch cursed a family for a perceived offense. No one is really sure what the offense was or if the cursed family actually did anything or not. Before they realized what was happening to them and how to control it they had turned enough people that the change kept going. It spread through an entire village it is said in just a week. At first, vampires used their strength to rule their villages and home estates. There are rumors that one of the kings of France was a vampire at one point. Of course, he was assassinated and replaced fairly quickly.

“There was the great purge when weres and humans banded together and tried to wipe out vampires entirely. When they thought they’d accomplished their goal, humans then turned onto their were allies. Some weres sought out the vampire survivors and we joined together to go into hiding.

“Now the law from the high council says that no human is to ever find out about us unless they are the mate to a paranormal creature.”

Simon held up a hand. “High Council? Mate? What do they mean?”

Carl cast an incredulous glance at a stone-faced Kitryn before answering. “The high council is made up of two members from each paranormal species. They only deal with things which affect all species together or could cause us to be exposed to the humans.”

“Why aren’t they involved with this current situation?”

“Because there is no proof yet that anything is happening. Yes, Seers are going missing. But all their clothes and personal things are gone with them. It could be argued they left voluntarily or just didn’t like where they were living and decided to move. As soon as we have concrete proof of what is going on we can go to the council and request investigators.”

“Now, enough talking for now. I should run you through some exercises, Simon. That way I’ll know how far along you are and I won't be teaching you things you already know. Let’s head for the training room and start by testing your physical capabilities.”

Carl led the way to the training room and was glad to see it empty.

“We’ll start with running. Five times around the perimeter as fast as you can.”

Simon blinked then sped off. Carl was impressed, the vampling was fast and knew how to pace himself. Carl turned to Kitryn. “What are you waiting for? How is he supposed to measure his speed unless he has someone to race and compare to?”

Kitryn looked like he was going to argue but changed his mind and sped off after Simon. Carl let them run for a while then grinning he called out.

“Change of exercise. Kitryn is now the prey and Simon you have to catch and subdue him.”

Kitryn came to a screeching halt but only for a moment because Simon had done a one hundred and eighty-degree turn and was heading straight for him. Kitryn scrambled and managed to dodge the first grasp that Simon made for him. His cat reflexes got used to the fullest as he dodged and jumped to avoid being caught. Simon, on the other hand, was relying solely on his speed. That was something Carl would need to change. Speed—and in the case of a vampire strength as well—were all well and good, but only if you knew how to use them to their fullest advantage.

Round and round, and back and forth they went until finally Kitryn made a mistake, he dodged left instead of right and Simon caught him by the wrist. Kitryn tried to pull away and they both went crashing to the ground. Simon had ended up on top and Carl was pleased to see him immediately move to pin Kitryn down so he couldn’t escape.

Carl was about to make a comment but then he saw they wouldn’t hear him if he dropped a bomb on the pair of them. Silently he exited the room trying to contain his amusement so as not to spoil the moment.