JUNIOR 010: A Fair Trade
The truth was that I was still reeling. The moon had completed many cycles since I had last seen the Thief and his hedge wizard. I hadn’t been at my best on that day. I hadn’t been prepared. But that wouldn’t happen again.
I sat in front of my bedroom console and skimmed over the day’s headlines. I scrolled past a few screens to get the data I was pursuing.
COMPUTER
STILL NO SIGHTING OF DAVIAN HUGHES OR HIS APPRENTICE.
TRENTE
DISMISSED.
And the computer went silent. I don’t know what I was expecting. The Ivy League was hiding something, but I did not yet know what. I could lay in wait, but that would make my action late and responsive. No, I would not be mocked again.
It had been fairly simple to get Sierra turned back into her humanoid form. Just a few days and some ritual magicks. But it still stung my pride and I felt Sierra still hadn’t fully recovered from the debacle. Thank goodness there were always more soldiers.
Caleb, however, I was stuck with. The two of them had history together and Caleb belonged to one of the High Houses. I had no choice but to court him.
TRENTE
STATUS OF VATORE?
I CAN’T HELP THINKING I SHOULD ADDRESS HIM SERIOUSLY ONE OF THESE DAYS.
COMPUTER
CALEB VATORE IS IN THE GARDEN WATERING THE PRIMROSE.
TRENTE
HE’S COME A LONG WAY; GLAD HE’S MAKING HIMSELF AT HOME.
THERE WAS A TIME I DID NOT BELIEVE IT WOULD EVER HAPPEN.
COMPUTER
HE LOVES YOU, MISTRESS.
HE’S DEARLY DEVOTED.
TRENTE
IT IS GOOD TO HAVE HIM AWAY FROM THE POLLUTING INFLUENCE OF VLAD AND THE WONDER WIZARDS.
COMPUTER
YOU SHOULD PUT HIM TO USE, SOMETHING MORE VALUABLE THAN PISSING ON THE PEONIES.
TRENTE
I’M TRYING.
COMPUTER
WHAT ABOUT HIS SISTER?
TRENTE
LILITH?
I DON’T BELIEVE HE’S HAD ANY COMMUNICATION WITH HER SINCE HE CAME HERE.
COMPUTER
SHE WOULD COMPLETE YOUR SET OF CROWN JEWELS.
TRENTE
I DO NOT THINK SHE WOULD COOPERATE WITH US.
SHE IS IN LOVE WITH ONE OF VLAD’S LACKEYS.
COMPUTER
AH YES, THE POWER OF LOVE.
SIGNING OFF.
The computer was always trying to push its agenda. I supposed being installed into the furniture got a little dull at times.
I decided to make my way into the garden. The sun had set several hours ago and just the edge of the horizon hinted at the existence of the huge sphere of flame.
I approached him from behind but made my presence known, stepping on one of the first dry leaves of the fall season.
CALEB
GOOD EVENING, MY PRINCESS.
He turned around to face me. His asymmetrical hairstyle brought a bang of hair to fall in front of his eye. In one fluid motion, he swept his hair from his face and fell into a graceful bow. He enjoyed these sorts of displays of subservience.
I, as much as I could, was getting used to it.
TRENTE
GOOD EVENING, MY PUPIL.
He smiled. Then, in a moment of theatrics, he gestures to the bright light in the night sky.
CALEB
THE MOON IS PRICELESS TONIGHT.
I followed his gaze. The white orb reminded me of home and my guard was softened.
TRENTE
YES, IT IS BEAUTIFUL TONIGHT.
CALEB
YOU KNOW WHAT I SAID ON THE NIGHT I SAID IT.
IT’S STILL TRUE.
I still questioned his loyalty, as I did of anyone whose mind remained a mystery to me. I could not help being cautious. I had been burned before.
TRENTE
WHAT ABOUT YOUR SISTER?
WHAT IF SHE GROVELED AT YOUR FEET AND BEGGED YOU TO RETURN TO THE FORGOTTEN HOLLOW?
CALEB
I WOULD NEVER BETRAY YOU, MY LADY.
YOU SAVED ME FROM A LIFETIME LANGUISHING ON THE WRONG SIDE.
I’M WITH YOU UNTIL THE END.
I did not like the talk of the End. It was the Traitor’s rhetoric. It would be the beginning of my reign over Earth. The only thing that would end would be the lawlessness and chaos of a planet ruled by mortals.
TRENTE
I WOULD FEEL BETTER IF YOUR SISTER WERE CONVERTED TO OUR SIDE.
I paused a moment, surveying the moonlit greenery.
TRENTE
YOU SEEM LONELY.
His face widened in surprise.
CALEB
LONELY, MY LADY?
ANYTHING BUT.
BESIDES, MY SISTER WAS RARELY ADEQUATE COMPANY.
I tried to glean the truthiness of his statement.
TRENTE
I HAVE OBSERVED THAT THE VAMPIRES OF THIS PLANET ARE HIGHLY SOCIAL CREATURES.
IT IS NOTHING YOU NEED TO BE ASHAMED OF, IT IS SIMPLY YOUR NATURE.
CALEB
THE TRUEST FAMILY IS THE FAMILY YOU CHOOSE.
It was a genuine attempt but he had little knowledge of the depth of the subject of which he spoke.
CALEB
I’M SURE YOUR MOON KINGDOM WAS LIKE THAT.
I did not like to speak of this with him but I had no choice.
TRENTE
THE MOON KINGDOM WAS LIKE WHAT, SPECIFICALLY?
CALEB
OH. SORRY FOR NOT BEING SPECIFIC.
PEOPLE WERE FRIENDLY TO EACH OTHER.
EVERYONE WAS YOUR PROVERBIAL BROTHER OR SISTER?
UTOPIA?
TRENTE
YES, IT WAS PERFECT.
I GUESS YOU COULD SAY THAT.
I WORRY ABOUT WHAT THAT IMPLIES TO EARTHLINGS, MANY OF YOU THINK JOY IS PERSONAL EXPRESSION.
IT IS NOT THAT WE DON’T HAVE FREEDOM, BUT IT IS NOT AS VITAL TO OUR FEELINGS OF WELL-BEING.
THE PEOPLE NEED THEIR LEADER AS MUCH AS THE LEADER NEEDS THE PEOPLE.
CALEB
I READ SOMETHING ONCE. PEOPLE ARE EITHER CHARMING OR TEDIOUS.
COMPUTER
OSCAR WILDE.
“IT IS ABSURD TO DIVIDE PEOPLE INTO GOOD AND BAD. PEOPLE ARE EITHER CHARMING OR TEDIOUS.”
TRENTE
COMPUTER!!
YOU CREPT UP ON ME AGAIN!
I WANT TO CHANGE TOPICS.
CALEB
ANYTHING, MY PRINCESS.
TRENTE
WHY DO YOU WANT TO SERVE ME?
CALEB
I’VE BEEN CAPTURED BY A FOREIGN POWER AND I’VE BEEN ENTRANCED.
TRENTE
NO, BUT REALLY.
WHY ARE YOU HERE?
CALEB
I LOVE YOU.
SHOULDN’T THAT BE ENOUGH?
TRENTE
IT SHOULD BE, BUT I REMAIN UNCONVINCED.
CALEB
WHAT ELSE COULD I DO THAT WOULD CONVINCE YOU, MY DARLING?
COULD YOU FIND IT IN YOURSELF TO BE THE MORTICIA TO MY ADDAMS?
TRENTE
WHAT?!
CALEB
IT’S ADMITTEDLY AN OUTDATED REFERENCE, BUT –
TRENTE
NO, NEVER!
At this, I feel the irrepressible urge to run from the scene. And so, I do. In the distance, I hear him calling.
CALEB
PRINCESS, WHAT HAVE I SAID?
I DID NOT MEAN TO OFFEND!
But that is all I can take, so I flee.
How dare he taunt me with the mythology of his home planet. I am tired of always feeling the outsider.
And yet it is so easy. Caleb is so eager to please, and he’s correct in that he didn’t mean to offend. I suppose my instinct toward theatrics is borne from my quick and sudden immersion in the culture.
I needed to escape him for a moment, and wasn’t that just perfectly Earthican of me. I’d become accustomed to this through my preacclimation period. It was difficult to unlearn what I’d spent so long learning.
Something would keep Straud elusive from me. Perhaps it was his friendship with the local, Davian. There was something irreverent about the Godless mortal.
Mages were not, as I determined it, mortal as far as mortals were, and yet were not immortal as was a vampire. These earthly mages gave only a passing nod to their Avatars, the creatures to whom they owed everything. They were not like the magic-users of the past. No, they were not. Instead, they were like the Guide.
The Guide!
COMPUTER
KRISTEN SCHAAL, THE GUIDE, A STAR/CO/STAR IN THE HIT SERIES WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS –
TRENTE
NO, THAT’S NOT IT!
COMPUTER
WELL, IT IS SOMETHING.
TRENTE
I CAN’T BELIEVE HOW THAT SERIES TURNED OUT, WITH SUCH SYMPATHY FOR THE FAMILIAR.
COMPUTER
BECAUSE OF THE CONTINUED FAITH IN THE FAMILIAR, GUILLERMO DE LA CRUZ.
TRENTE
THE FALSEHOOD THAT NO ONE ELSE COULD BE FOUND.
THAT NO ONE ELSE COULD BE TRUSTED WITH THE SECRETS.
COMPUTER
WHAT ABOUT JENNA?
TRENTE
WHAT ABOUT JENNA?
COMPUTER
SHE WAS GRANTED WITH THE GRAND POWER OF INVISIBILITY.
NO ONE’S TELLING WHERE THEY ARE.
TRENTE
IS THIS BACKGROUND DETAIL ON CEDRIC?
COMPUTER
HE’S… STRUGGLING, RIGHT?
TRENTE
YES, HE IS.
COMPUTER
HE THINKS IT IS DUE TO HIS LATE COMPANION’S DEATH.
TRENTE
WHERE ARE YOU GETTING THIS INFORMATION FROM?
COMPUTER
GUESSING, MOSTLY.
BUT HIS PATROLS ARE IRRATIC AND, WELL, WOULDN’T YOU BE STRUGGLING IF YOU LOST SOMEONE?
TRENTE
MAYBE HE LIKES TO BE ALONE.
MAYBE HE BELIEVES SHE’S IN A BETTER PLACE.
COMPUTER
STATISTICALLY IT IS POSSIBLE.
MY CALCULATIONS CONCLUDE IT IS UNLIKELY.
TRENTE
I DON’T THINK THIS PARTICULAR LIEUTENANT HAS MUCH TO DO WITH THE PRIZE AT HAND.
COMPUTER
YES, MA’AM. LET’S NOT LOSE SIGHT OF THE GOAL.
TRENTE
HE’S BEEN AT THE NIGHTCLUB A LOT RECENTLY, RIGHT?
COMPUTER
POURING HIMSELF INTO WORK, IT SEEMS.
TRENTE
IT STILL ENRAGES ME, THAT HE’S FORGOTTEN OUR COUNTRY SO QUICKLY.
COMPUTER
I’M SORRY, MISTRESS.
TRENTE
I’M SORRY, TOO.