Chapter 12

"Pass me a gun, would ya?" The Master said to the man with the blond hair. A gun was passed to him and The Master twirled it around his finger.

"Now I could kill you the easy way. Shoot a bullet through your head. You die instantly. Red liquid gushing everywhere. Or..."

"What do you want from me? Who are you people?" Michael demanded.

The Master laughed. "That's a dumb question! Lisa, you mean after all this time you haven't told him who--no, WHAT we are??"

Lisa shook her head and gazed at the floor. The Master walked behind the chair Michael was tied to. He waved at the two men who brought Michael down and asked them to leave.

"It's quite simple actually. You read alot of books, right? Watch a lot of horror movies?"

Michael said nothing. His eyes were locked on the pistol that the Master obviously wanted him to see.

"The world of Make-Believe." The Master continued. "Fiction. Made up. Well, Michael, I've got some reality for you."

He brushed the pistol against Michael's face. "It's real."

"What do you mean?" Michael asked softly.

"Let's take the beautiful Sharon for instance. She is, what you would call, a witch. Me and Lisa, we are vampires. But what you humans have on TV screens, in books, have come no where close to the real evil that is in the supernatural. As have experienced yourself."

"You're insane. That can't be--"

"True? Vampires, witches, werewolves, demons are all fairytale myth. In your human world, that is. But we are so powerful that there is no reason for your mortal minds to know we exist. Our world is the non-existent. Our world IS The Unknown."

Michael looked at Lisa. She nodded. "It's true."

"Strange, isn't it?" The Master said. "You are the one who wanted to learn. And now you are taught."

"So now that I know all this," Michael said. "What do you want now?"

"What does any vampire what?" The Master said. "Your life. Your blood. And a dancer's blood is one of the best tasting around."

"So that's it?" Michael asked, looking at Lisa.

"Simple, isn't it?" The Master replied.

"It's a pit of evil, Michael." Lisa explained.

"What are you waiting for then?" Michael began to get angry and impatient. "Kill me, already."

"not so fast." The Master said. "You are special. You have powers that no human are SUPPOSED to have. We can't just kill you, we have to make you suffer. Fun for us. Very painful for you."