Chapter 11

It was still night time and Marcus and I were outside standing a few feet apart from each other. The Owls hooted in the distance and crickets chirped in the nearby bushes. “What are we doing?” I asked Marcus, half yelling across the yard to him. He wore a grey jacket over a white shirt and black sweats. 

Marcus gave me a grin before saying, “Honing your skills some before we head in.” He positioned himself into a running stance and before I asked him what he meant, I heard a whooshing sound then tap on my shoulder. I turned and saw him standing there with cocky smile. “Over time you will get better at doing this,” He directed my attention to the tree line where it met with the forest. “Now you give it a go. Remember to focus and breathe.”

“I thought vampires didn’t breathe?” I asked. “Or was the all folklore as well.” I bent down slightly and focused toward the forest. I heard Marcus giv