Probably one of my more serious fanfics. This is the prologue to set the mood. Enjoy.
Chapter 1
Prologue
"Mom. Dad. I'm home." The 15 year old teenager said as he walked in the door, like he did every day at that time. "Gah. School sucked today. Tests everywhere." He said, hanging up his coat that had a chill still on it from the cold winter air. It was about that time that the teenager realized that something was odd. He quietly strolled into his living room, where he expected to see his mother reading one of her smutty books. He raised an eyebrow when he saw that she wasn't there.
"All the vehicles are here…then why are they gone?" He asked himself, looking for a note or something that could at least give him a clue. His heart started to race a little. "Stop it. They're probably out on a walk or something." He told himself. He stretched and yawned, making his way downstairs into his room where he proceeded to do homework.
He yawned a few hours later, his stomach growling like a bear. "Meh. Wonder what Mom made for eats." He said, getting up from his chemistry and walking upstairs slowly. "Hey Mom. What's on the menu?" He asked, but this only resulted in silence. He swore he heard the door upstairs open about half an hour before he walked upstairs. He walked over to his parent's bedroom.
He knocked. "Hey you two." He said, slowly opening the door. "Asleep already? Man, I guess age does really ca-" his words were cut short. His eyes widened, and his mouth opened to scream, but nothing escaped his throat. His feet were frozen on spot. His hair stood up on end, his skin going cold.
His father was on the ground, deathly pale with blood coming out of his neck. A man was standing over his mother's body. As the man stood back up and looked over at the teenager, he could see blood dripping off the pale man's lips. Will's heart stopped. The pale man hissed, his bloody fangs dripping his mother's blood. As the teenager finally found his voice, the vampire jumped him, pinning him against the wall.
"Hmm. I guess it's time for dessert. Hehe." The vampire smirked. The teenager's heart, who many would have thought would be full of fear at the time, was full of sorrow and hatred. The teenager grabbed the side of the vampire's head and pushed it away, diving for the night stand on his father's side of the bed. The vampire grabbed the teen's foot, attempting to pull him back. He turned and connected a hard right on the vampire's cheek bone, stunning him for a little bit.
Shaking hands opened the drawer of the nightstand, pulling out the .44 revolver of his father. He turned and pistol whipped the vampire. "Go back where you came from, you wretched spawn of Hell." The teenager said as he clicked back the hammer and pulled the trigger. The bullet was true, and slid through the vampire's head. The vampire twitched and convulsed. He gave one last scream before turning into ashes and falling to the ground.
Three days later, the teenager was at the front row of the church, listening to the preacher give the eulogy for his parents. He fiddled with the cross necklace his mother gave him for his birthday. He looked up to the ceiling. That day, William Mike Savage made a promise. He will help rid the world of these wretched beings. He squeezed his cross necklace so hard, blood started to seep from his hand, and he cried for the first time in ten years.