Chapter 19Something crashed into the side of the house. It sounded like a bulldozer. We all jumped, and then turned toward the noise at the front of the house, somewhere up high.
“What the hell?” I yelled, startled.
“They're fighting!”
“WHO?” I demanded.
“Vasyl and Alonso!” they both shouted as though I should have been paying attention.
“Who the hell is Alonso?” I demanded, wondering if I should panic now.
“Alonso De Ercilla, Vampire King of South America,” Quist looked shaken.
“Ascended in 1515, he was a poet in human life, was on an expedition during some war back then. At some point, he was turned. There are stories that South American Indians had magic that could turn a man into a vampire,” Fritz supplied, as though this was hugely significant.
Something hit the house again. I
