Erika knew who they were, Zack’s band, as if they weren’t totally blatant about it, with a name like Vlad and the Impalers. Vampire rock, with a lead singer named Drakul aka Drake, who used to be Zack. The drummer, Carmilla, used to be a pale little nobody named Cathy. Then there was Igor, the keyboardist, whose acne had cleared up once he became a vamp. They were newly initiated so they could still (sort of) pass for human, with lots of sunscreen and dark glasses and heavy veils and long black coats, the look of drug addicts or the acutely sun-sensitive. They could hide among the crowds of wannabes, the kids who hated the Church of the New Day enough to defy it… or anyway to offend the bland grownups who mealymouthed their way around what really was going on.
Erika’s story takes place in the same universe as The Shape-shifter’s Tale.