BlueK Dynasty: The 1st Seven Days (6 page)

“
Whatever just happened, I wanna do it again,” he
proclaimed.
  

Santino chuckled. It
looked like he had an adrenaline junkie on his
hands.
  

“
My
name’s Vincin, but everyone calls me VIN,” the man
said.
  

“
Well,
VIN, right now—” Santino stopped himself. “Kosner, can you please
stand up? It’s time to get serious.”
  

VIN looked to Kosner as if
just seeing him.
  

“
I was a
regular eighteen-year-old male who, up until recently, lived a
regular life,” Santino went on. “I played sports, I got
girls.”
  

Kosner cut him off. “Can
you get to the part that explains why I feel as if my head has
split open and why I have this insane need for
water?”
  

“
Well,
it’s not water you need. Anyway, I have good news and bad
news.”
  

“
Good
news first,” said VIN.
  

Santino was blown away.
This guy wasn’t even fazed that he clearly was another species now,
and another man standing in front of him looked just the same. He
wasn’t losing his cool about it at all, as if it were completely
normal.
  

“
Good
news: there are police somewhere in this building. Bad news: we
have to stop, kill, harm, or eat them in order to escape with our
lives.” Santino smirked.
  

Kosner said, “Wait. So
what’s the good news part? I think I missed it.”
  

“
We’re
monsters, dude. Look at us!” VIN replied. “I look sick, you look
sick, we all look sick. Whoever is on that side of the door won’t
understand that. Now, eating them, I’m not sure, but I’ll be damned
if I’m the one left behind to answer for whatever this guy did to
piss off the cops.”
  

Santino couldn’t have
agreed more. Get out of trouble now, ask questions later. He
released the emergency hold, and the elevator sped toward the top
floor.
  

“
Aren’t
you going to tell us what you did to get the cops after you?” asked
Kosner.
  

“
I
killed a man,” replied Santino.
  

The elevator reached the
top floor and paused before opening its doors. Santino could hear a
commotion on the other side. Feet moved about, and he knew there
would be a trap. 
  

VIN looked disgusted, and
Kosner turned even greener. The doors opened, and a chorus of
voices yelled out:
  

“
Freeze!”
  

“
It’s a
vampire!”
  

“
Come
out with your hands high!”
  

“
It’s a
monster. Look at the blood!”
  

“
On the
ground!”
  

“
No,
it’s a Phantom!”
  

Santino bared his teeth
and leapt into the carpeted hallway. Vampires, ghost, phantoms,
whatever they called him, pretty soon it would mean nothing. Now,
the blood… Well, that meant everything to
Santino.
  

7.

Fae and the Latin
Wonders
  

The streets were full due
to the weekend’s extra traffic flow. As the party of three left the
movie theater and joined the crowd, they felt a sense of
unity.
  

“
Too bad
Kurma didn’t wanna come out with us,” said Fae, Kurma's mom, Fae.
“Either she wants to be with Santino again, or she thinks I’m an
embarrassment to her.”
  

Fae was five foot seven
with long, wavy hair dyed burnt orange. She kept her hair long and
thick because she got more attention with it that way and Fae was
all about attention. Her
 
eyebrows were pencil thin, and
she always kept her lips painted a bright red. She had semi-dark
chocolate-colored eyes and long, full lashes.
  

When Fae was young she’d
had a strict upbringing, and now she had the opportunity to be who
she wanted to be. Kurma didn’t like this, and often tried to drift
away from the family while on outings. In contrast, Fae loved Kurma
for who she was, and never felt embarrassed when Kurma had her fits
of depression or OCD, so she didn’t see why Kurma couldn’t accept
her the way she was. Yes, Fae was a little flamboyant; she wore
tight clothes and chain-smoked with the best of them, but she was
still a good mother, or so she thought.
  

“
Which
one is it, boys?” asked Fae.
  

The twins peered at their
mom with a guilty look. They didn’t want to give up Kurma’s secret.
She had told them she was planning a special night for Santino.
Inis, the older twin, had bet that meant she was going to let him
get to third base. Inis thought Kurma was a control freak and a
prude, but she was slowly letting herself be happy and normal.
Allie, the younger twin and the one who was closer to Kurma, bet
she was going all the way with Santino. He knew Kurma liked this
new life she was leading as the popular girl in her senior year
with the most popular guy on her arm. And, Allie knew once Kurma
made her mind up about something, it was as good as
hers.
  

However, the twins
couldn’t let that secret slip. They were the younger brothers, and
Kurma had trained them to go by the brother-sister code: thou shalt
not snitch on one another, and she who punishes my brother or
sister is my enemy. The twins and their sister had always lived by
these two rules.
  

“
Mami,
you know that right now she’s up there lying next to Santino, all
hugged up. It’s nothing to do with you. Trust me,” said Allie. “You
know how you females do when you get a boyfriend. The
saying
 
missing in action
 
aint got nothing on the
Rosales women.”
  

Fae laughed at her boys.
They were always bringing up her and their father’s relationship.
For a time Fae had given up a lot to make it work with their dad;
he, on the other hand, had taken a lot and more, and still left Fae
with nothing. All she could do was laugh at the
pain.
  

“
Rosales
women my butt. I just hope she doesn’t make the same mistake I
did.”
  

“
Hey, I
know you’re not calling us a mistake,” Inis joked. “All this
goodness? You must not know. They don’t call us the Latin Wonders
at school for nothing!”
  

Fae laughed out loud at
her son. “In your dreams.”
  

Inis said, “If you were my
age, you would try to get with this, don’t deny
it.”
  

Fae laughed again and
said, “Eeeww, you’re creeping me out. I’m your mother, not some
little groupie!”
  

“
Yeah,
and don’t you forget it, Mami. Next time we go out, you’d better
act like it and put on some bigger clothes.” Allie played around
with his mother, poking her in the ribs with his finger, tickling
her neck and back.
  

“
Whatever you say, Papi,” replied Fae. She knew her kids
didn’t like her fashion choices, but she was grown and the one in
charge, even if all of them were bigger than she
was.
  

The three crossed the
X-crosswalk into their apartment complex and were shocked to see
red sirens, police k-9 units, and detectives. Yellow tape was
everywhere, sectioning off parts of the streets and the sidewalk.
Fae’s neighbors were all outside, and the nearby vendors crowded
around the complex’s entrance.
  

“
I’m
telling you, Ma, we gonna have to move up out of this
neighborhood,” Inis said. “Too much stuff is happening around
here.”
  

“
You
don’t even know what happened, though,” said Allie. He was the more
easygoing one. Inis tended to be hot-headed, impulsive, way too
quick to jump. Sometimes Allie wanted to tell his brother to relax,
but in the long run Inis tended to be right. It must’ve been an
older brother thing.
  

“
Man, I
don’t gotta know what happened to see that something happened,”
said Inis.
  

“
You not
lying there,” Fae chimed in.
  

Fae listened to her boys
as she quietly tried to shimmy around the yellow tape to enter the
building.
  

“
Hold
on, ma’am. Are you a resident of this building?” a short police
officer asked as he cut Fae off with a stubby hand to her
face.
  

“
Yes, I
live in this apartment building. Excuse me!” She couldn’t stand
cops, much less fat, rude ones who ate doughnuts all day inside
their cars while crime happened all around them outside. “I live in
apartment 153.”
  

The cop radioed someone on
his walkie-talkie in a serious manner and kept his hand in Fae’s
face.
  

“
Is that
really necessary, sir?” asked Allie. “Why you gotta put your hand
in my mom’s face like that?”
  

“
Pig,”
snorted Inis, trying to cover the word up with a
cough.
  

Fae eyed her boys sternly.
“Is there a problem, officer?” she asked.
  

“
Ma’am,
you’re going to have to come with me,” the cop
said.
  

“
For
what?” asked Allie in a shocked tone.
  

“
What
have you boys done?” Fae asked her twins.
  

“
Nothing,” they said in unison.
  

Fae looked at them with
doubt in her eyes.
  

“
I
swear, Mami, no lies,” Allie said. Inis nodded his head in
agreement.
  

The two boys whispered
among themselves as the police officer led them and Fae into the
apartment complex. Police officers were everywhere, Fae noticed.
Running to and fro were men in white coats, and women with jackets
that read ‘FORENSICS’.
  

“
Sir,
are you going to tell me what this is all about?” Fae asked the
officer. “You haven’t even identified
yourself.”
  

The cop turned his face to
her and gave her a sarcastic smirk. “You’ll see when you get to
your apartment. Detectives there will go into details about
everything you need to know.” He emphasized the
word
 
details
 
as if it meant something.
  

“
Allie,
call Kurma right now,” screamed Fae. “Right now!” She hadn’t even
thought to call her daughter when the police had stopped her
downstairs.
  

“
Mom,
I’m on it, don’t worry,” said Allie. He quickly found Kurma’s
number in his contacts. He was worried, but tried to play it cool.
The phone rang and rang as the family stepped into the apartment.
Music was coming from Kurma’s room.
  

“
Where
is she?” screamed Fae. She grabbed the nearest police officer and
pulled his shirt in a death grip. The front room erupted as
everyone tried to pry her hands away.
  

“
Lady,
take it easy, take it easy,” said one of the
cops.
  

Fae’s living room was
trashed. It was already small, and with everyone standing in it,
including her twin-tower sons, she felt claustrophobic. All the
lights were on, and men and women were walking in and out of her
apartment as if on separate unknown missions.
  

Inis grabbed his mother in
an embrace and tried to calm her down. He was worried, but as the
oldest boy he sometimes felt like he couldn’t show weakness; he
felt like it was his responsibility to step in and be the man of
the house.
  

A detective came over and
introduced himself. “I’m Detective Carrboro. A couple of hours ago,
there was an incident where three men were brutally
killed.”
  

Fae interrupted him.
“Where is my daughter? Why are you in my house?”
  

“
It
seems as if the man who murdered the innocent bystanders outside
fell from this window,” Carrboro continued as if he hadn’t been
interrupted. “When we took a closer look, we found signs that this
was not his apartment. However, from more research, we now know
that your daughter, a resident of this dwelling, was here recently,
and that there was a struggle between the man and her. As you can
see, your place is a little wrecked.” He smiled as if he saw humor
in the whole situation. “We need to bring your daughter in to
question her. See if she’s alright, and see if she would be willing
to cooperate with us by bringing in the man to face
justice.”