Vamping

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The sunset exploded out from the base of the valley between Mount Steim and Mount Kola. Muted purples and yellows carpeted the land while bright golds and lavenders lit up the dimming sky. Samuel and Janelle sat on the cool stone, waiting for the other to break the silence. 

“I don’t appreciate the way you spoke to me today - ,” began Samuel. 

“Yeah well I don’t appreciate the way you underestimated me,” retorted Janelle. “I’m not a child, I know how to kill. You always patronize me.”

The mustard fields waved with the evening breeze and they both remained quiet again for a few minutes.

“I just worry for you Janie. It's difficult to start hunting humans when you were one just a few weeks ago.”

“And who’s fault is that?”

“I’ve already apologized. I lost control- it was your father I was angry with-”

“Yes! And now he’s dead, I’m all alone in the world, travelling with the ass of a vampire that ended up turning me too! But at least you’ve apologized, so I guess everything is all good now.”

Sam sighed heavily, “I understand that I patronize you and that I ruined your life. I understand that this is all my fault, but I am not forcing you to be here. You wanted to learn to survive.”

“Yeah and as soon as I’m done learning, I’m going to kill you just like how you killed my father.”

Samuel stood up abruptly, “I’m going to find something to eat. If you would like to try, then you may come along or you may sit here and starve. Either way, your wallowing simply because you are frustrated at the difficulty in adjusting has become annoying.”

A twig snapped just past the brush Janelle sat in front of and she abruptly got to her feet as Samuel stepped in front of her.

“Who’s there?” he barked.

A slender figure dressed in a dark cloak stepped out from the foliage and removed her hood, her fangs bearer. Janelle took a step back, astonished. She looked almost exactly like -

“Sammueell,” her voice drawled, “It’s been far too long, brother.”