Battle Lines. Will Hill

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СКАЧАТЬ Don’t get snippy with me, mate. Remember who’s paying who.

      AH: I apologise. Yes, Mr Supernova, Van Helsing was real, as was John Seward, and Quincey Morris, and Arthur Holmwood, whose great-grandson sits in the House of Lords as we speak. And so was my great-grandfather. They were all as real as you and I.

      JS: Meaning Dracula was real too.

      AH: Correct. He was real, and he died, as Stoker described. And my ancestor and his friends came home. But Dracula was not the only vampire in the world, merely the first. Others followed, in time.

      JS: And?

      AH: And my great-grandfather and his friends were given the authority to deal with them. On behalf of the Empire.

      JS: By who?

      AH: By Prime Minister William Gladstone. In 1892.

      (pause)

      JS: You’re serious, aren’t you? This isn’t a wind-up.

      AH: I am deadly serious, Mr Supernova. This is the biggest secret in the world, a secret that my family and others have kept for more than a century. And I’m telling it to you.

      JS: Why? I mean, apart from the money.

      AH: My family and I are… not close.

      JS: So you’re doing this out of spite? I mean, if this is all real, if you’re not crazy, then my guess is you’re going to be in a hell of a lot of trouble if I find someone to run this.

      AH: That’s my problem. But yes, I imagine they won’t be thrilled.

      JS: Are you in danger? More importantly, am I?

      AH: Not as far as I know. But I offer no guarantees, Mr Supernova. Blacklight operates entirely outside the laws that govern you and I.

      JS: Blacklight?

      AH: The organisation that hunts vampires and keeps them secret. That’s not its real name, but is what it has always been called. It evolved from the four men who survived the encounter with Dracula.

      JS: What is it?

      AH: I’ve never seen the inside of it. But it’s something like a special forces unit for the supernatural.

      JS: Whoa, whoa. You’ve never seen it?

      AH: Not from the inside, Mr Supernova. It is the most highly classified organisation in the country. But there are traditions that concern the descendants of the original members, the founders. We are automatically given the chance to join when we turn twenty-one.

      JS: And I presume you said no?

      AH: I did.

      JS: Why?

      AH: Because I had no desire to spend my life chasing monsters. And because there are few things I have ever wanted less than to be anything like my father.

      (pause)

      JS: Why’s that, Albert?

      AH: Because he was a bully, a sadist and a fraud, who played favourites. He loved my brother while he tolerated me, and made it abundantly clear to everyone.

      JS: But when the time came, he still asked you to join this Blacklight?

      AH: I have no doubt that it broke his heart to do so. But he was bound by the rules, by the traditions of the organisation he gave his life to. I’ve come to believe it was the only thing he ever truly cared about. So, yes, when I turned twenty-one, he asked me. I’ve never seen him happier than when I turned him down.

      JS: So how does it work? You wake up on your birthday and your dad comes into your room and says ‘Hi, son, by the way, vampires are real, I’m part of a secret organisation that fights them and now you get the chance to be too’?

      (Harker laughs)

      AH: Pretty much. He used a lot more words than that, most of which were honour, and duty, and sacrifice. But yes, that’s about it.

      JS: And so you said no. How did he react?

      AH: He looked like the cat that got the cream. Then he shouted at me for about an hour, called me a coward and a baby, and told me he was embarrassed that I was his son. It went perfectly for him.

      JS: How so?

      AH: Because he was allowed to openly hate me, Mr Supernova. I finally gave him a good enough reason, by turning down his life’s work. And he didn’t have to have me there with him every day. I don’t know what he’d have done if I had said yes.

      (pause)

      JS: But you didn’t. So what happened then? He tells you this massive secret, and everyone normally says yes, but you say no. How does that work?

      AH: He warned me not to tell anyone what I’d heard, said that they’d lock me up if I did, and that no one would believe me anyway. A couple of days later he brought me a form to sign, some version of the Official Secrets Act. And that was that. We never talked about it again.

      JS: You mentioned your brother. He joined?

      AH: Of course. Of course he did. He was my father in miniature. He couldn’t wait.

      JS: So what did you do instead?

      AH: Finished university. Moved to London. Discovered drugs. Became very, very fond of them.

      JS: How did your family react to that?

      AH: They cut me off the first chance they got. Said I was a stain on the family name, that I was no longer welcome at home. They turned their back on me, Mr Supernova.

      JS: Bastards.

      (pause)

      AH: On several occasions I would be at a party, or in a bar, and I would catch someone staring at me, someone who didn’t look like they belonged with me and my friends. And a couple of times I got home and knew someone had been in my flat. Nothing was missing or out of place. It was professional work. But I knew. So I suppose they kept an eye on me, in their own way.

      JS: Because they were worried you might talk?

      AH: I don’t know. I imagine so.

      JS: But you never did. Until now, at least. Why not?

      AH: I wanted to forget everything. I didn’t care about their stupid little department, and I doubted anyone would believe me. So I tried to let it go.

      JS: Why now then?

      AH: Spite, Mr Supernova, as you said. And justice. And because I’m sick of carrying this around with me. I want to be rid of it.

      (pause)

      JS: This is good stuff, you know? The black sheep son of a noble family cut off and left to rot, heroin, homelessness, people following you, going through your stuff. It’s juicy, mate. Very juicy. But there’s still one СКАЧАТЬ