Author's notes: As the summary said, this is only the first draft. As such, if it gets enough attention' i.e. good reviews, it will be finished and published. I do hope you will enjoy this story, as rushed as the ending seems. I spent three nights on it. That is why it seems rushed. I wanted it done so I could see where it was heading. Now that I know where it's heading, I can add to it as needed. Thank you.
Prologue
Rural Ohio,
Around midnight, Oct 25th
The man ran through the woods, his pursuer hot on his trail. He knew had to get back to his vehicle and back to D.C. Turning around, he could see his attacker walking after him. The moon shimmered over head, but the trees refused to reveal the identity of his assailant. All he knew was he couldn't stop. Suddenly, the ground dropped from beneath him and he tumbled into a tree. Unable to move, the man tried to stay as silent as possible.
He watched as the person walked over the ledge and looked down. The last words he heard sent shivers down his back. "It's no use, my friend. As a creature of the night, I can see you clearly."
Washington D.C.
"Sir," Agent Minez said as he entered the Director's office. "Our missing agent has been found."
"OK. Bring him in." Director Peterson ordered.
"We have. He's downstairs in the morgue."
"What happened to him?"
"Sir, that's the strange thing. He apparently died of blood loss. That's normal enough, but he had two holes on the side of his neck."
The Director of the C.I.A. stood up, looked at Minez, and spoke softly. "Say that one more time, please."
"It appears that our agent died through blood loss via two holes in his neck."
"And how big were these holes?"
"About a centimeter or two in diameter, each."
"How many other people know about this, Minez?"
"You, me, and the coroner here. The officer who found him knows as well."
"Minez, I want this hushed. I don't need people panicked. This job is already dangerous. Don't need our people knowing that there are far worse things than humans."
"Yessir," Minez turned around to leave the room.
"Oh, and do me one more favor. Get the kid."