HERITA:

… And where the ‘ell ‘ave you been? Do ya know they’ve ‘ad

me locked up in ‘ere all afternoon waiting for ya?

CAMMEO:

I didn’t.

HERITA:

Like ya care. And 'ow long 'ave ya known that Lu's on the Committee?

CAMMEO:

She just told me.

HERITA:

'ow cheeky is she – keeping such a secret? 

Like we didn't 'ave a right to know.

CAMMEO:

I'm not here to talk about Lu.

HERITA:

Oh right. Ya wanna know about that book on vampires, eh? 

All right I'll tell ya. I found it and put it away for safe keeping. 

CAMMEO:

No you didn’t, because if that were true you could've 

given it to Mez when he asked you about it.

HERITA:

I didn't 'ave it then. I came across it after.

CAMMEO:

You’re lying to me.

HERITA:

Oh I get it - Lu and them's been tellin’ ya stories about me. It’s all speculation

it is. Who ya gonna believe? Them or me, your own flesh and blood?

CAMMEO:

They haven't told me anything I didn't already know.

HERITA:

Is that so?

CAMMEO:

It is. Because of your actions, Herita I was forced to go hunting last night. 

I came across a few vampires who willingly told me all I needed to hear. 

You've been looking for one of them to bring you over. They all refused.

HERITA:

You wanna get right down to it eh? All right then - they did refuse 

me - because of YOU! You've ruined me 'ole existance. You with 

your Seeker skills and that boy of yours. Them vamps are so afraid 

of you that not one of ‘em would 'elp me.

HERITA:

… Everthing that’s ’appened ‘ere is because of you. You did this to me!

CAMMEO:

You almost caused the death of Zyfan.

HERITA:

Oh but I didn't, did I? No, the bloke's still alive 'e is. It wasn't suppose 

to be 'im anyway. Es was supposed to come after me – but leave it to 'er 

to mess with me plans. You're all working against me, everyone of ya.

CAMMEO:

You really are mad, arent you?

HERITA:

Mad? Take a look at me– trapped in this puny, human, weak body.

HERITA:

… Do ya know what it's like? No ya don't - 'ow could ya? Ya 'ave all your supernatural powers and ya don't even want ‘em. Well I do. 

And it's meant to be - that I ‘ave mine restored to me.

CAMMEO:

Meant to be?

HERITA:

You ‘eard me. I came across that book didn't I? Didn't even know of 

its existence and there it was. Showed me everything I needed to do

 to become what I was - a powerful vampire.

HERITA:

… So I mixed up me potion of the First Blood. I knew what it shoulda 

done when I 'ad Karanthir drink it up. I wanted 'im to be the one to 

bring me over - ya see ‘e was me first choice.

HERITA:
… Been watchin' 'im I 'ave.  'e can be in the sun all day.  'e has the strength 

and speed of a full vampire. 'e can eat real food or ‘ave the pleasure 

of feeding off another. That's for me all right.

CAMMEO:

But he doesn't feed, Herita. You failed to do any real research 

on him or vampire-elves in general.

CAMMEO:

… Elves have a slower metabolism. I have yet to encounter one who's gone

evil after they've been turned. Which is why I don't need to Seek them.

HERITA:

Is that so? And 'ere I thought you'd gone soft. 

CAMMEO: 

You thought wrong.

CAMMEO:

… It was Es's metaballism that slowed her symptoms of the First Blood. 

Still, if she had attacked you instead of Zyfan, how were you going to 

prevent her from draining you to the point of death?

HERITA:

Ya don't think I 'ad a plan? Shows what you know! 

I've a stake all ready to stop 'er.

CAMMEO:

You were going to end her existence?

HERITA:

If I 'ad to – but not before I drank enough from 

'er for me transformation.

CAMMEO:

You truly are mad.

HERITA:

Says the Seeker who won't seek.

CAMMEO:

Mez is right. He said  you're jealous of me. 

So jealous it's tearing you up inside.

HERITA:

Jealous of the likes of you! You’ve gone daft sis.

CAMMEO:
That’s right. You said it yourself - none of the vampires would turn you because they fear me. They all know of me. 

CAMMEO:

… You were a Seeker, like me, but you couldn’t do it. 

So you let yourself become a vampire - knowing full well 

what I would be forced to do to you.

HERITA:

Are ya referring to the time ya went and  killed me?

CAMMEO:

You were already dead. I only ended your existence.

HERITA:

Maybe, but I’m still ‘ere, ain’t I?

CAMMEO:

You are, but you’re trapped in a puny, human, weak body. Had you 

succeeded in becoming a vampire, I'd have ended you again.

HERITA:

Could you, my twin? Could ya do me in again? Push a stake deep into 

me heart and watch the life leave me body. Then fix it so I never rise again?

LU:

That's enough. It's time to leave Herita. I have a private plane waiting for us. Cammeo, once she's settled - there may come 

a time when you may visit her, if you chose to. 

HERITA:

That won’t be necessary. I’ll be glad to be out of ‘ere 

and far away from ‘er.

CAMMEO:

… I do hope you find peace where you're going.