Brotherly Blood
Tom ran through the street his tears mingling with the rain and sweat running down his face. Jet-black hair, muddy and wet was plastered to his head. There was only one thing in his mind now. The thought that his brother, his own loving brother Vincent had betrayed him, he had seen it with his very eyes. In an alley a demon had descended onto Vincent enveloping him with the inky blackness of its cloak, and in that brief moment tom had felt an icy coldness come over him as he never had felt before. He had almost run over to his brother lying bloodied on the floor. If only Vincent hadn't looked up and said those two words that that changed toms life forever
"Thank You."
His brother had thanked this demon for turning him into the one thing tom feared most in the world even more than death, his brother had thanked it for turning him into, a vampire.
Twenty Years Later
Tom Adams was lurching around in bed having a terrible nightmare that was the reward for being the worlds most feared and admired demon slayer. Suddenly he sat up a silent scream erupting inside his mind, telling him to run and keep running until he could not run anymore then to turn round and accept his fate. He got out of bed, filled the sink and plunged his head into ice cold water, gradually the voice faded away and he sat down heavily on an ornately carved chair that he had found in an abandoned mansion that had been rumoured to be haunted, but Tom had only gone to have a look around he new it hadn't been haunted because if there were demons or some soul which had unwittingly strayed into this world of disseat and corruption then anyone who set foot in that house, would be dead. The seat had no cushion and had a hard wooden backrest, Tom Adams did not believe in comfort. No one would have believed that this man was the son of Gabriel and Bernard Adams, the people who had given so much to the world they had built hospitals rehabilitation centres saved many a rainforest and would have carried on doing such things if that fateful accident hadn't happened, they had been walking along a path leading to an old house that they had intensions of refurbishing as an old persons home when a stone gargoyle fell from the top of the roof and smashed down onto Gabriel and shortly after Bernard disappeared, everyone thought it was a terrible accident but Tom alone had dared venture up to the old house and examine the place where his mother was killed and found things that made it impossible for it to have been an accident Tom new all to well who or should I say what did this terrible deed, it was the very same demon who had helped his brother betray him exactly twenty years earlier. He pushed all these terrible memories aside and got dressed in his usual black tight fitting top and trousers and strapped on the various belts he always wore then on went the weapons, a bottle of holy water, a small stake, a hand mirror, some salt and a string of garlic plus the six millimetre FL magnum pistol for human business the he went over to the door and put on an old and well worn great coat and beret then opened the door and set of into the street.
Vincent Adams was just wiping his mouth on a crisp white handkerchief that matched his face after a drink of fresh MP blood when he noticed the date it was the twentieth anniversary of that night when the demon king had spared his life but turned him into a vampire instead, the night he new his brother was watching and today would bring fresh memories tearing back into his brother who would come searching for, him to kill him but Vincent was not worried, anyway how could a lowly human stand up to a demon of his power. He felt no love for the man who used to be his dearest brother anymore only a faint twinge of pity. He stood up and launched himself of the roof of the apartment block he had been standing on then with only a millimetre to spare from the ground he soared up again but he was no longer a slim tall man but a jet black bat fluttering away into the night and as he did so Vincent thought only one thing "I've never tasted demon slayer before"
Tom was running, ever running this way and that darting in and out of alleys and walkways then he turned down another alley and there it was his worst nightmare, a wall. Slowly he turned his head and there was a voice.
"Hello brother"
"Where are you, show yourself!" Tom shouted into the blackness "come out!"
"Are you sure" came the icy reply that sent shivers down his spine "are you sure you want to see what your brother has become after you left him to be enveloped by the darkness, yes Tom it's all your fault"
"N…no I don't believe you"
"Oh but you do"
"SHUT UP!"
"Your mind and will power is much stronger than I expected"
"Show yourself"
"Well if you insist" and out came a tall figure with white skin and very black shiny eyes, tom shuddered.
"I've been waiting for this moment my entire life Vincent"
"And what moment would that be"
"The moment to kill you because you betrayed me and turned into the one thing you new I hated most in the world and now it's time to die"
"Do your worst" Vincent sneered, then in one lightning swift movement Tom whipped out the garlic and hurled it at the vampire it merely bounced of his shoulder and landed on the floor Vincent looked down at it and raised an eyebrow.
"When did you come up with that idea brother?" then with another movement Tom whipped out the bottle of holy water uncorked it and sloshed it into Vincent's face, an unearthly scream resounded around the alley and when Vincent lowered his hands Tom saw that his face was bubbling and disfigured.
"For that, you will pay" Vincent said calmly, then launched himself upon Tom but this wouldn't be a bite that would turn him into a vampire. Then finally Vincent finally sunk his teeth into the neck of his scrabbling sibling. Then he stood up looking over the disfigured corpse of his one live brother and said to himself as he turned away "A life time of hunting me down to kill me, and now your dead, was it really worth it brother. Wasting a lifetime for revenge?"
