Before Faisal could recover, Aidan sped across the room and blurred into action. He was moving so fast that when he attacked Faisal it looked like Faisal himself was flinging the knife out of his own hand, then throwing himself to the floor. Five other blurs came into the room and the four goons suddenly found themselves fighting for their lives. The dark laughter of all the vampires echoed off the walls as Aidan put his foot on Faisal’s neck. He handed me the Life Savers.
Shaking from the loss of sugar in my blood, I could barely hold them. I started crunching down the first roll I managed to unwrap.
Aidan ground his heel deeper into Faisal’s throat, choking him until he stopped moving. I shoved at Aidan, hoping to stop him from killing anyone, but it was like shoving at a stone statue.
“Stop it,” I said. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Aidan said, grabbing one of the other men like he weighed nothing and tossing him across the room. “Don’t you recognize a prison break when you see one? Your Jane came to us. She said they carted you away. Brandon seems to think you’re worth saving.” Klaxon alarms rang into life, drilling straight into the center of my brain. The vampires slowed and winced, their supersensitive hearing overwhelmed by the sound. “Beatriz… watch the door!”
Beatriz and several of the other vampires blurred into speed again, heading toward the doorway as guards started to pour in the room. To my surprise, the guards were actually pushing their way into the room, faring well against the vampires as they struggled with fighting off the effects of the sound of the alarm.
“Are you sure they aren’t going to need saving, too?” I asked.
Aidan turned to me and laughed. “And just how much danger do you think we impervious little vamps are in here?”
“Mostly impervious,” I reminded him. “Try to meet me for lunch in the middle of the day tomorrow, why don’t you?”
Aidan gave me a pissy little look.
“Sometimes I fail to see my brother’s interest in you.”
“It’s simple,” I said, not willing to let him have the last snark. “I’ve been there for him while you haven’t.”
“That’s not fair,” Aidan said. “I…”
A bloodcurdling scream rose from the doorway and the two of us turned toward it. Beatriz was holding one of the guards by the neck with one hand. Her other was on his left arm, which was bent at an unnatural angle. That was when I noticed a shard of bone sticking out from it, fresh blood dripping from the wound. The guard’s face went white and the scream died only when his eyes rolled back and he fell unconscious in her grip.
“For God’s sake, Beatriz, put him down. Don’t hurt the guards!” I shouted, but they weren’t listening. One of the males of Aidan’s group grabbed the next guard storming into the room and threw him with such force into the far wall that I was sure I heard bones breaking over the alarms. “Aidan, tell them! Those guards are just doing their job.”
“And so are we,” he said. I could feel the disdainful chill in his voice. The look in his eyes had turned to ferocity as he took in the violence of the situation.
“Screw this,” I said, stepping around him and running toward the doorway. “I’ll handle it myself.” Before I could get very far, Aidan appeared before me and I slammed into him.
“Is this how you want things?” I shouted, pushing away from him. “Your lord and master is trying to convince us that you’re not a threat and that you need our help. I was thrown in here because I was defending your right to a peaceful existence, and this is what you give me? Breaking the law and busting up the good guys? Make your people stop.”
Aidan’s eyes cleared and he shook his head like he was breaking free of something. “Leave the guards alone!” he said to the rest of his people. They turned to him, Beatriz included, fangs popped and hissing, but they did as they were told. Aidan glanced at me. “I’m sorry. After dealing with your inmate attackers, the bloodlust is upon us, and fighting that off is not so easy.”
“So I see,” I said. “It’s like chumming for sharks and starting a feeding frenzy.”
Aidan’s face turned dark and angry. “We are not animals.”
A wave of terror washed between him and me, but I fought to keep my cool. “Of course not,” I said, my voice barely audible in the commotion of the room. I looked to the doorway again. The guards were being held off, but since the vampires were ordered not to kill them, the entire battle was at a standstill. “So now what?”
“Now we leave,” Aidan said. “Time to get you out of here. Follow me.”
Moving at his natural speed, Aidan was off to the far side of the room in a shot, pounding at the metal of the wall. By the time I had reached him, he had forced a small hole in the metal and was shoving his hand into it. With an earsplitting sound that rang out over the Klaxon alarm, he tore a section of the thick wall away. He threw it over to the empty side of the room like I would have thrown one of my case files. It landed with a heavy metal clang, screeching across the floor for several feet before stopping.
I moved to the hole in the wall and looked out. We were well above the waterline. I looked down to see the Hudson River several stories below us, and my grip tightened on the edge of the wall as wind began whipping through the hole. We were much higher up in the complex than I had thought.
“I do hope you have a plan after this point,” I said.
Aidan nodded. “I do, but it ain’t going to be pretty.”
“Do tell.” A stronger gust of wind blew in and I stepped back from the wall into the room.
“We’re flying out of here, but…”
The pile of unconscious-but hopefully still living-guards at the door was getting higher, but more were still coming, crawling over them. “Spill it!”
“Maybe it’s just better if I show you,” he said. “Stand back.” Aidan stopped talking and closed his eyes. Everything that was human about him melted away, his face turning leathery and gaunt, the veins beneath the surface of his skin showing in gnarled twists. His hands shifted to look like those of someone much older, the nails thickening into hooklike claws. I had seen him slightly vampiric before, but when he was done transforming, he looked truly terrifying for the first time. He looked at me. “I told you it wasn’t going to be pretty.”
“Oh,” I said, trying to remain calm in the middle of all this. “Did you transform or something?”
Aidan actually cracked a smile, making him look more Crypt Keeper by the second. “Funny,” he said. “I have to be like this if we’re going to fly out of here and actually stay in the air. If I don’t transform, I can’t fly very far.”
I repressed the urge to shudder.
“Fly?” I repeated. “If you sprout wings and have to flap… If that’s the case, I’ll take my chances diving into the water below.”
Aidan shook his head. “Just grab ahold of my shoulders.”
With some reluctance, I stepped closer to him and, despite my revulsion at the leatheriness of his skin, I wrapped my arms in a sleeper hold around his neck.
“Hold on tight,” he said. “I’m not used to someone ‘sitting bitch’ like this.”
“ ‘Sitting bitch’?” I asked.
“Like the back passenger on a motorcycle…?” he said. I stared blankly at him. “Never mind… Just hold on.”
As he leapt out into the darkness of the night, my stomach lurched as the two of us plummeted downward.
“Well, this is very Greatest American Hero,” I said.
“Shut it,” Aidan snapped. “Just give me a minute to get used to the added weight.”
If we died because I had put on the Fraternal fifteen with my short time in F.O.G., it would be a really sad, sad end. Before I could worry any more, the sinking sensation in my stomach evened out and I felt us beginning to rise as Aidan twisted himself toward Manhattan.
Terrified as I was, the whole process of flight was exhilarating. Climbing higher, the sounds of the conflict in the prison faded away in the roar of the wind. I looked back over my shoulder as the floating prison barge faded into miniature below us. Beatriz jumped through the hole in a graceful dive, then shot up into the air and caught up quickly with us. The rest of the vampires came behind her at a distance, and one by one they broke away from the three of us and headed off in all directions. Up close, Beatriz was just as hideous in this form as Aidan, but I figured now was not the time to mention it.