Compared with ordinary humans, each alien race has its own symbols and definitions, which distinguish them from 'ordinary' symbols. For vampires, this symbol is their blood.
This magical liquid, first of all, has allowed the masters of our Grande to survive for centuries, carrying their corrupted souls on their backs. Then, it heals everything, and from a vampire heritage point of view, it even 'cures' death.
But is it really 'everything'
I mean, we've seen vampires feed James, feed Kim, feed Ian... their own blood, and they look like they're in pain one moment, and then they're alive and kicking the next, and that's really everything. 'Right.
But hey! Don't be so short-sighted, maintain an inquiring spirit like Madison, and ask Zach like a fool, "Can your blood make withered flowers bloom? Can it make bare trees sprout in winter? I mean , they are plants, but they are also living things, right? It should be okay. Oh... "
Madison took out a pencil, "I don't know what kind of wood this pencil is made of, but..." Madison shook the pencil in his hand, "This is obviously not what it originally looked like. It was hacked, cut, and artificially modified. To become like this, this is, well, the injury it suffered, right? Is it something that can be healed? If I get some of your blood, will it come back to life? "
Zach's answer was this, "The flower wilts because it needs to bear fruit. Trees lose their leaves in the winter and sprout in the spring. How stupid do you have to be to ask that, that's what life is like, no Injury. Not a disease. What needs my blood to heal?"
"As for this pencil." Zach took the pencil and put it back into the pen holder. "Cure, cure what? Do you think if I pour some of my blood on it, it will grow back into a big tree?"
Zach didn't answer the question directly, and that's okay. Back in the present, here's the answer.
The half-collapsed wooden fence swayed beside Zach. The wooden elevator tunnel, which had cracked due to friction, made an unsettling creaking sound. Relying on the support of Zach who was half-kneeling, the elevator was still some distance from the ground, making his legs weak and shaking slightly.
these scenes. That's not all that's disturbing.
Laura, who had stopped screaming, grabbed Kepler, who was already kneeling on the ground, pushed the child behind her, and leaned against the wall inside the elevator, staring. But he couldn't leave the Grand Master at the elevator door!
Zach started to feel weak. He didn't expect this to happen - all the blood in his body rushed to his left shoulder uncontrollably.
The wooden stick stuck upside down on his left shoulder seemed to be a beam on the collapsed wooden fence. It was crushed and ejected when the elevator fell, and he rushed towards Zach who came to rescue him. In that instant, Zack only had time to avoid the vital heart, but could not do more.
Now, this wooden stick that originally belonged to the wooden fence has been dyed red. Absorbing vampire blood against all physical principles.
No, we shouldn’t use this description that uses wooden sticks as the active part. This is a vampire story. It should be that the vampire's blood violated the control of its owner, abused its own vanity to cure everything, and poured it crazily into the remains of trees that had been chopped, cut, and worn away, and turned into human building materials, trying to 'cure' it. A dead thing that is no longer a living thing!
The answer is, not everything, vampire blood can't cure everything.
boom!
Zach could no longer support the weight of the elevator, so he retracted his hands that were forced into the floor of the elevator, moved back sluggishly, and sat on the ground against the wall of the corridor.
The children shaking in the elevator were frightened by this brief weightlessness again, and stared at the Grand Master opposite them with trembling eyes.
With a slight, trembling hum, "Call, call, call an ambulance!!" Laura was the first to react. Her voice was hoarse and hysterical, which was both physically and psychologically impossible. Accept the situation as it is at this time.
Laura seemed to want to move forward, but her body immediately fluttered softly after she took a step. The wet, hair-covered forehead drew an arc in the air and fell upside down on the cracked and raised floor of the elevator.
"Ah..." Laura lay on the floor, dragging her trembling hands on the ground and holding her bloody forehead.
"Tsk." Zach, who was leaning against the wall opposite a few others, clicked his tongue impatiently, "You're causing trouble, Laura."
Zach turned away his eyes and put his right hand on his shoulder. He needed to pull out this 'dead thing' that greedily sucked his blood as soon as possible. Why? What to do after bleeding? To replenish blood, obviously, in front of Zach, there are, counting, Laura, Kepler, Falcon, a slightly fat boy, and five fresh and delicious blood jars.
Zach didn't want to do this.
With the horrifying sound of flesh and blood rubbing against each other, the red-stained wooden stick was pulled out. Zach had no choice. The wooden stick with barbs and dripping red liquid was gently carried and poked at Laura who was still lying on the ground.
"ah!"
"Quiet." Zach's face turned pale, he dropped the stick in his hand, closed his eyes that were starting to turn red, and said weakly, "Don't move."
Laura, who was lying on the floor, got up from the ground in embarrassment, half-sitting, first touched the hand that had just been stabbed by Zach, and then randomly fiddled with the hair on her forehead. She was not injured at all.
There was a brief moment of surprise, "Help, ambulance!" She thought of it again and tried to stand up tremblingly.
"Shut up." Zach's tone was irritated, "Stay there, don't move." The voice had a strange accent, as if the mouth had changed slightly, causing the strange sound. Then Zach shut up completely, lowered his head, and sat motionless on the ground.
The best countermeasure at this time is not to move, because the instinct will make Zach ask for food. This is the same as blood healing dead things, and it is something that Zach cannot control. This move will be unstoppable.
"But you..." Laura's voice was still trembling. She was eager to express but was interrupted.
What interrupted her was a tearing sound. Zach lowered his head and just tore his shirt open with one hand.
This is terrible behavior, an adult exposing his body in front of a girl or a child. But no one will pay attention to this.
Laura opened her mouth wide, and she looked at Zach's too fair skin. Smooth without any blood or scratches.
"You, you, you. You..." The voice that represented disbelief automatically disappeared, because without any warning, a wine bottle was handed to Zach, and then Danny, who seemed to appear from the air, helped him. Lived Zach.
"What are you going to do?" Danny seemed to remain calm and only glanced at Laura and the others.
Zach, who was already holding the wine bottle and looking up, half-opened his reddish eyes and looked at the little guys in front of him who all had surprised faces. He must be totally stupid.
What else can I do? Get rid of this bottle, the Eye of Charm. Do you still need to ask and think
However, Zach's face really looked like he was thinking. What can I say. Anemia makes people confused.
The bottle was empty, Zach handed the bottle back, at least his face returned to normal, and he suddenly asked without warning. "Did someone call an ambulance?"
"No." Danny frowned and shook his head. It can't be so fast.
"A car is coming." Zach tilted his head, as if continuing the distant sound, "Yes..." Zach seemed a little unsure, "James and the others are back."
"Now?" Danny seemed a little surprised, "Isn't it night?"
"Obviously ahead of schedule." The two people seemed to just ignore the little guys and started chatting. "Wait outside and let James come in." Zach gave the order.
"Where's Benjamin?" Danny meant that Fitz and the others were back. Zach's first request was actually not to see Benjamin. strangeness.
"Benjamin didn't come back." Zach frowned. He didn't feel Alpha's breath and shook his head, "Go and bring James over." The phantom man was about to disappear, and Zach knocked on the wine that started to float on the surface. bottle, "Bring me another bottle."
The phantom light spot wrapped around the empty bottle, floated towards the elevator, went up in the half-destroyed passage, and disappeared. Then there were only Zach and Laura here again.
Zach maintained his sitting position, tilted his head, slightly lifted his torn shirt, looked at the five guys, and raised his chin not knowing what to think, "You, I don't know you yet, who are you?" "
Zach's eyes pointed at the only unknown kid here, the boy who asked before in high school if he could eat like this every day.
no sound.
Zach sighed, "I am the master of Grande, and you are the guests. Didn't your parents teach you the etiquette of being a guest? The master asks questions, and the guests have to answer."
"...I, I..." The boy clung to Falcon's siblings, huddled behind the slumped Kepler, tossing and turning, just the word 'I'.
"Laura." Zach waved his hand, "You tell me."
Laura's body trembled, and she looked at Zach with a strange look in her eyes, but she still answered, "Code, Cody, Cody Fisher."
"Oh. Is he a child of the Fisher family?" Zach looked at the fat little boy again. It looked like he was two years younger than Jackson when he was alive and about the same age as Charlotte. He should have just entered junior high school. age.
Regarding this Fisher, Port Massa belongs to them, so it should be very intuitive to say. When Patton was founded, there were no railroads or roads, and it was the water transport hub that pulled all subsequent traffic.
"Then." Zach spread his hands, "Tell me, what made you end up like this, and what are you doing here."
If these guys had stayed in the restaurant, this wouldn't have happened. They wouldn't have had to experience the shock of the elevator falling for a moment, and they wouldn't have had to see the Grand Master like he is now.
"I, we want to go see Jay-Jackson..."
Zach opened his mouth and nodded. So it was a previous conversation where Jackson was mentioned in a bad way that gave them the idea. Hey, I'm afraid it's just a temporary idea.
"So you came to ask permission from me, the master of Grande?" Zach continued to ask.
No answer is the default.
"It's just the five of you." Zach continued. He looked at Cody and then turned to Falcon's siblings with his lips curled up. "Charlotte, I was with your father, Mr. Falcon, at Jackson's funeral. After chatting for a while, I saw you guys playing outside the church, why do you think of going to see Jackson now?" What Zach meant was, does it make sense
If Zach's true identity was revealed in this way, he would need a good reason to convince himself that this was not just an unfortunate accident, but that it meant something.
"Me!" After Charlotte said this word, her glare at Zach quickly turned to fear, and she hugged her brother tightly, "I, I don't want to talk to you! You, you are a weirdo, a weirdo!"
"This weirdo saved you." Zach tilted his head and pointed at the elevator in poor condition.
Laura's body trembled at this moment, and she looked at Zach with a strange expression.
Grande's backyard became even more noisy as newly arrived cars stalled, and new guests joined the chaotic lunch.
Zach said nothing, waiting for James to come.
"what happened?!"
James, who had not seen him for a long time, appeared on the side of the corridor. He looked at the unfamiliar Grande structure with a surprised expression. Danny put a bottle of wine in his hand and walked quickly towards Zach.
"To put it simply." Zach glanced at the detective, nothing changed. He took the bottle and said, "I'm going to sue Grande's decoration company." Zach chuckled, pulled out the cork, and glanced at the five little guys who were still in the elevator, "The things they packed, While hosting Grande's important guests, well, something like this happened."
"Whose blood is this?!" As soon as he came back, he ignored Zach's annoying way of speaking. James stared at the pool of blood at the door of the elevator, and one of them was stained The red wooden stick was leaning to one side.
Zach lifted the bottle and raised his eyebrows. That's the answer.
"You!" James glared at Zach, said only this word, shut up, quickly stepped into the elevator, and began to check several children for symptoms such as anemia. Everyone knows, this is James, James who always questions the character of vampires.
"Maybe you should show your police badge before touching them." The bottle was placed against Zach's mouth, and he suggested casually, "You know children generally respect police officers. Compared to a weirdo like me, I think They prefer to trust the police, haha.”
This is why Zach asked James to come over. Boring, no
James had a gloomy look on his face, glanced at Zach who had already raised his head, and squatted in front of the children with the corner of his mouth pulled open. His face relaxed a little, but he was still serious, "Are you okay?" His hands were on his waist. , the police badge appeared, "I am Detective Lance from the North District Police Department, James Lance. Don't be afraid, I am here, you are safe..." This is the police's charter, there is nothing to criticize.
"I don't like this statement." Zach raised his hand, wiped away the trace of bright red at the corner of his mouth, and smiled, "Their safety is because of me. I stopped the falling elevator, and I lost a lot." Zach He raised his eyebrows, "A lot of blood. I saved them. I still hope they can remember this."
James's face became gloomy again, and he turned to look at Zach. The detective, who had just returned to Barton, had no idea what Zach wanted to do.
"Don't look at me." Zach waved his hand and smiled, "Detective, it's your job now. Use your credibility and your identity as a police officer to make these children believe in me. I am the person who saved them. Good guy." Zach shrugged, "Then keeping a secret for a good guy who saved them is what they, the little citizens, should do, right."
James, who had just returned, had his eyes widened. He seemed to be facing a choice now.
Based on what he just heard without context, he was faced with—either, let Zach use the Charming Eye to eliminate any "secrets that need to be kept" that he just said. Haha, judging from the scene in front of him, what could it be? Or, as Zach wishes, convince these kids that Zach is a good guy.
Think about it, it would be nice if James didn't come back. (..)