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confused as Luc. I shrugged, taking a drink of the red wine. It was cool, spicy, and a sweet balm to the burn in my stomach.
    “What did he do to you?”
    I recounted everything to the point where Billy had found me, then I paused. It had been nagging at me for some time but I finally voiced my thoughts. “You know, Billy aside—”
    Luc raised his brow. “Billy?” There was a chilly edge to his voice.
    “Huh?” I raised my eyes from the glass of wine to him, not sure why he sounded so peeved and bristly. I waved it aside. “Priest whatever, aside from all that...what was a vampire doing here tonight?”
    He watched me for another tense moment and again I wondered what was wrong with him. He was acting all weird and moody and I didn’t like it. Finally he blew out a deep breath, as if attempting to gather his thoughts.
    “Bubba and I wondered the same thing,” he said, sounding almost normal again. But there was still a betraying hint of anger quivering behind those words.
    I sipped on my wine, mulling it over. There was an unspoken hatred between all things parasites—our all encompassing way of grouping by name those things not quite human—and neph.
    To understand why, you’d have to go way back in history. History bores me. I lived through it, so I rarely feel the need to revisit it. Let’s put it this way...what you think you know, you don’t. A vampire is not some blood sucking fiend who can bite someone, exchange blood and create more baby vamppies.
    That’s a romanticized version of the ugly truth. But, there is always some truth in myth. And I guess to understand the paras, you first have to understand their creators.
    Here’s the shorthand account of what’s what in monster society. Everything starts with us, the demons. One day a group of angels in the heavens saw the daughters of man, they lusted after them, they mated, some were raped, some were willing, but in the end children were born from the union. The nephilim. My people.
    As punishment for their crimes the fallen angels were cast out of heaven. Once on Earth their names were changed to demon.
    The Father was so incensed by the depravation of his creation that he had them chained and thrown into the fiery pit. AKA Hell.
    Though the demons had been cast out they were plenty powerful in their own right. Even chained, they still wished to rule Earth by Lucifer’s side—aka Satan—so they created minions or another name for them, lower caste demon—LCD for short—much the same way God created Eve from Adam.
    The LCD’s are a little like us neph. We all have the same patriarchal lineage. But unlike us, the LCD have no humanity within them to battle the inherent evil that is a demon’s nature. They are pure bad and mindless little lackeys for their masters.
    And now we’re back to where we started, the paras. In one form or another they are all the creation of the fallen ones that mortals petitioned power for.
    Who knows why the humans make the deal. Whatever the case might be, there is always a price to pay.
    Loss of will.
    A demon cannot force you to sign on the proverbial dotted line. But once you do there’s no going back.
    It is with the LCD that the human’s make the trade. Their human souls for earthly power.
    Demons require total and absolute allegiance. You are no longer your own. Remember that song: signed, sealed, delivered, I’m yours , yeah something like that.
    It’s the ultimate irony really. People crave power and total domination and what they wind up becoming is whipping posts for the homicidal, masochistic, sadistic perversions of a demon’s will.
    So next time you think about dancing with the Devil... just an FYI, I wouldn’t. Can’t say I didn’t warn ya.
    Anyway, you become what you crave. That’s the stripped down, simplified version of it.
    You want beauty, wealth... the demons turns you vamp. You want power... shifter. Long life... zombie.
    But of course it’s never what you expect. Vampires aren’t