Hey! First fanfic ever. It's better than the review makes it sound. Din Kelion was a butt load of help with this.
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The hunter gene has been passed down through the generations. Members of the hunter clan were famous for their skills in combat as well is their super human abilities. Even the women of the clan could fight a dozen full grown men without breaking a sweat, it was only natural that they be given the treacherous job of ridding the world of the nocturnal menace, the vampire. Ruthless and cunning, the vampires preyed on humans unfortunate enough to be wandering around after sunset. Hunters trained tirelessly, discovering the flawless tactics that would actually kill the almost immortal beings.
As the hunter clan grew, vampire populations decreased and attacks became less and less common, until a time came when fathers would allow their daughters to leave their homes after night fall. The scarcity of vampires lowered the threat against humanity and the need for the great demon slayers deteriorated. Still, some families chose to continue the hunter legacy, passing down stories and making sure their descendants were ready if the demons ever reappeared. One family in particular was the Fenton family.
Jack Fenton from an early age became absorbed by the stories told by his grandfather. Stories of horrible monsters, fueled by bloodlust, and of the valiant hunters who slew them. Jack waited for the day when he too would have unimaginable agility and strength, but it became apparent that like his father, he would not inherit the elusive gene. Determined, he went down a more scientific path, inventing weaponry sure to kill even the most dangerous of fiends.
While Jack spent a great deal of time mentally preparing himself for any kind of attack, never did he encounter an actual threat. While in college he met others who shared his interest in vampires, Maddie and Vlad, who became his only companions. They spent all of their free time together, watching Dracula movies and discussing their odd obsession. While they spent most of their college career like this, they never had an encounter with a monster of any kind.
Jack burst through the door of his and Vlad's dorm, an expression of pure enthusiasm on his face and a newspaper in his hand.
"Vladdy! You'll never believe what happened last night!"
Vlad looked up from and essay he had been looking over and stared at his best friend for moment, unimpressed by the newspaper in his hands "You finally got laid?"
Jack blinked, then shook his head, "No, I'm talking about something more important than sex V-man, some chick was killed downtown last night. Read this!"
"You seem a little too excited about such a morbid subject …"
"Just read it!"
"Fine," Vlad sighed and took the newspaper out from Jack's hands and placed it onto on the coffee table in front of him, "'An evening stroll turned into a horrifying affair when Mr. and Mrs. Turner came across the body of teenager, Hanna Doogal. Doogal was found bleeding from the neck on Elm Street late last night," Vlad's eyes widened and Jack nodded encouragingly while Vlad read on "Investigators found marks that they believe may have been caused by a snake bite . . .' Snake bite? On the neck? Oh, they can't be serious!"
"Vampires! It's the vampires V-man, and we're gonna bring the pain tonight! I'll get Maddie, she'll be stoked!"
Jack ran from the room with a shout of joy before Vlad even had a chance to protest. He smiled and shook his head, typical Jack, not thinking things through. It was still the afternoon, no vampire would be out in the open at this time of day, but to Jack, it was as if a vampire was about to leap out any minute now. Maddie would calm Jack down until night fall, she always managed to keep a cool head. That was one of the many things Vlad admired about her, besides her beauty that was matched by her intellect and bravery.
Vlad sighed and rubbed his temples, another all-nighter was sure to occur. However, for once things seemed promising, this time there was actual evidence and he couldn't help but feel a small amount of elation from this. He put up his papers and textbooks and hurried to prepare himself for the upcoming monster hunt, taking care not to be as excited as Jack was.
Most of Jack's money went toward buying supplies for building his unique gadgets and peculiar weaponry. Vlad's spent his extra cash on study materials and the necessities Jack always managed to forget about. Maddie was the only member of the odd trio who could afford a car, as a result, she became the team's designated driver, no questions asked. Vlad always tried his hardest to get to the meeting point early so he could secure the coveted spot by her side. Yet, somehow Jack always managed to beat him, and Vlad always sat in the backseat.
That night was no different, Vlad stared bitterly out the window as Jack talked animatedly with Maddie about new hunting techniques he had developed. Vlad ignored most of Jack's stories about his families hunting legacy, after hearing them for more than a hundred times each.So when they neared their destination, Vlad nearly did a back flip when he saw the sign that read 'Elm St.' Finally, a moment to see if Jack's tales had some truth behind them!
Jack jumped from the car and began to look for any sign of a bloodthirsty creature. Maddie and Vlad soon followed, flashlights searching every inch of every yard. But besides a few angry dogs, Vlad saw nothing that even resembled a vicious demon. However, Jack pressed onward assuring his friends they would find something.
He didn't realize how right he was.
A large house stood sadly at the end of the street. Its dark towers and broken windows gave it a look similar to the haunted manors Vlad had seen at amusement parks. The yard looked as if it had not been managed for decades. It was obvious that nothing living inhabited the manor. Vlad tried to shake off the ominous feeling as Jack pulled him towards the small piece of hell.
"Are you seeing this V-man? I can't believe we never found this place before! It's totally wicked!"
"It seems a little . . . too obvious." Vlad tried to wriggle free from Jack's grasp, "A creepy abandoned house? Jack, you've been watching too many movies, lets just go try the next few houses."
"Oh come on, Vlad," Maddie grabbed the hand that wasn't already being pulled on by Jack, "We have to go in, this place is totally gnarly!"
Vlad gave in as soon as he felt Maddie's hand in his. If Maddie was going to go in, he might as well come along, just in case things got dangerous.
The house was even worse on the inside, which Vlad noticed instantly. The house had a Victorian feel to it; Vlad would have admired it had it not been under such unpleasant circumstance. He was standing in a large room that must have served as a parlor at some point. As he walked he noticed how the floor creaked and paint peeled from the walls. Directly in front of him stood a large spiral staircase that looked ready to collapse at any moment. Despite its gruesome appearance, it still seemed grandiose even in the darkness.
Jack reached into a duffle bag he always had when they went 'hunting.' He pulled out two wooden stakes and tossed them towards Vlad and Maddie. Vlad nearly fell over trying to catch his, grumbling about Jack's poor aim. Jack then reached into the bag and pulled out a much bigger and flashier device. Jack held a large crossbow, it was made of a titanium like metal and was completed with a red outline of a bat across the stock. Jack strapped it on his arm with a grin, a hand full of small bolts were stuffed into a pouch on his belt.
"Alright, folks, let's lock and load! WOOOO!!"
"Will you shut up?! You'll wake the whole neighborhood!" Vlad wouldn't admit that it wasn't the neighborhood he was worried about disturbing.
"Chill, V-man! They won't be mad for long, after we kill the vampire they'll be throwing parties in our honor! I hope they'll have fudge, mmm . . ."
Vlad pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration then sighed as he turned his flashlight on, "Well then, I suppose we'll just have to kick some blood-sucking ass." Vlad cocked his head and grinned, it was usually hard for him to stay mad at Jack.
"Tubular! Vladdy, you search upstairs, Maddie and I will search down here."
Then again…
Vlad watched as Maddie and Jack walked towards the large room that resembled a dining hall, Maddie gave Jack a smile Vlad would have killed to receive.
Vlad turned his attentions away from his jealousy and instead directed it at the rotting, wooden stairs in front of him. He cautiously made his away upward, choosing to hold his wooden stake rather then the railing, deciding that he would rather fall down the stairs than be eaten alive.
His eyes remained locked ahead of him, his heart pounded and his breathing quickened. Why was he so frightened? They'd gone on 'hunts' countless times and not once had he felt the slightest twinge of fear. But as he neared the end of the steps he felt as though his lungs would collapse.
At the top of the stairs Vlad faced a large window at the end of a short hallway with four doors, two on each side. Vlad assumed Jack had wanted him to look behind the doors, but at this point Vlad wasn't even sure if he could get back down the stairs let alone search four rooms. And he was sure that if his choice was between one and the other he wouldn't need to contemplate the appropriate course of action. Still, he found himself walking forward until his face was nearly pressed against the wide window facing the front lawn.
Vlad stared enviously as a car zoomed by the house. He imagined himself doing something more pleasant, watching a Packers game with a cheese hat on his head and Maddie at his side. His heart almost calmed at this thought. He allowed his breath to escape as he turned to go back down the stairs. He would just tell Jack his search had come up empty and they would go home and watch Pee Wee's Playhouse.
Vlad watched his feet, listening as the wood beneath them groaned with each step. Had he been looking ahead of him he might have noticed what knocked him to the floor a moment later. Instinctively, he dropped his flashlight to reach up and rub his throbbing head, he felt as if he had run into a marble statue. He looked up and gasped, a large figure dressed in black loomed over him, grinning maliciously.
Vlad's eyes widened and his heart nearly leapt from his chest, he ran past the creature down the flight of steps nearly tripping the whole way. The door across the parlor seemed miles away as Vlad ran towards it. He wasn't even half way there when he was knocked off his feet once again by a solid force that seemed to magically appear in front of him.
He tried to stand again but the figure had him on his feet so fast he forgot to breathe. Vlad struggled violently against the man, only to end up exhausted while the figure's gleaming smile widened. Vlad felt weak and hysterical, unable to do anything but grab at the creature's steady grasp.
"Why so frightened?" the creature's voice was intoxicating, Vlad found himself almost relaxed by it, "Look at me, I'm not that terrifying, I promise."
Vlad tried to look anywhere but into the creature's eyes, ignoring his coaxing words and velvet voice. Vlad's body stiffened completely when he felt a cool finger run from forehead to his chin. The finger rested there as the creature's thumb came up to join it, turning Vlad's face effortlessly towards his dark face.
When Vlad's frantic eyes met those of his captor he froze, moonlight from a window above the door revealed the figure's beautiful face. His smile was captivating, his expression was terrifying but, Vlad felt oddly soothed by it. However, his eyes were what held Vlad's unwilling attention. Pools of shimmering blood stared at Vlad hungrily, making his stomach turn in knots and his spine shiver.
"Are you cold?" the vampire chuckled noticing Vlad's shivers, "I'm sure I can make you . . . more comfortable."
The creature leaned towards Vlad, his free hand moved behind his back, pulling him closer against him. Vlad no longer struggled, he couldn't, and he helplessly watched the creature move in closer . . .
"Vladdy!"
Even Jack's words weren't enough to grab Vlad's attention form the monster's piecing gaze, but from the corner of his eyes he could see his room mate stand at the doorway of the room, already cocking a lethal bolt to a customized crossbow. Vlad swallowed hollowly.
"Don't worry V-man! We got 'em right where we want him!"
This did little to help Vlad regain some of the color to his gaunt feature when Jack's words were drowned out this a thick chocolaty laugh from the equally pale lips of his captor.
"My, my, your friends look no where near as appetizing as you." the creature said coolly to a desperate looking Vlad. At this, Vlad noticed a faint flinch in Jack as he aimed his cross bow.
'Shoot you bumbling idiot! What are you waiting for!?' would have been something he would have loved to yell just at that moment, however his body failed to listen to the command and only shuddered. Fortunately, it seemed something triggered Jack into acting and the streak went flying…
Right past Vlad's head.
The thin arrow whizzed through the air past Vlad's head and pierced the winding steps behind him. This earned a throaty laugh from the monster paralyzing Vlad at the most agile of touches.
"What was that? Attempted rescue?" Vlad wanted to move, squirm and twist away from this man, but his body refused to budge. Jack wasn't so easily daunted by a single miss, and reached to reload his crossbow. Maddie remained still. For a fleeting second, Vlad wondered why.
"Get your dirty hands off my friend, bloodsucker!" He bellowed and let loose another bolt. This time the aim was true, but just not enough. Vlad could see it- at this close range when the monster narrowed his eyes and swiftly moved. However, even as close as he was, he couldn't see the vampire's arm move and suddenly snatch the very bolt before it could make contact with his chest.
The vampire lifted the very same steel bolt and looked at it quizzically like it was some form of novelty item.
"You expect to kill me with this?" The vampire dropped the arrow to the ground.
Jack stood, dumbfounded as the wooden weapon clattered to the old floorboards. Don't look at him you idiot, Vlad thought pathetically. Yet it was already too late, Jack was rooted in his place, stunned in an unnatural form of shock.
The vampire looked indignantly at the fallen item. "For that, I'll be sure to prolong my 'fun' with your little friend," He drawled with a tentative lick of his lips. Vlad visibly shuddered as Jack squeaked something that came close to his name. You… you stupid fool, Jack.
"That was . . . interesting. But I am in no mood for any more games. I'm dying of thirst, so if you would be so kind as to let me eat in peace," the creature lifted an icy hand towards the quaking college students, "Be gone."
The door behind Jack and Maddie flew open behind them, and before they could even turn to see it they were thrown viciously from the house onto the front yard. Jack ran back towards the house only to have the door slammed in his face. He pounded against it with all his effort, his yells of fury echoing down the sleeping street.
Vlad world suddenly became very dark as his senses began to fade. He was once again pulled into the demon's iron grip, his feeble body felt useless against his inhuman might. A hand came to rest behind his neck while the other held him at his waist, securing him tightly against his captor. He felt the gripping contrast of cold lips and hot breath on his neck, his spine shivered a wet tongue trailed across the nape of his neck. He whimpered involuntarily, he felt a smile spread on the creature's lips.
"Enjoy it my prey, the worst is yet to come . . ."
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Forgive the errors. It's midnight and I have an exam tomorrow so just ignore my many mistakes.