Chapter 1:
Dead In A Ditch
"Just found the kid in the ditch, drained dry," Officer Thompson told us. The sight of the black-haired boy made my heart drop. "Friends kept telling us that he was missing, but we didn't pay attention, then a woman calls in that she found a dead body in a ditch."
"Were there anymore deaths simillar to this one?" Dean asked the officer. The officer opened five more freezers, each with boys around the same age as Levi. One redhead with tan skin, two blonds, one pale the other slightly tan, and two brunettes, one black, the other Mexican.
Dean grimmanced then looked at me. "These six were all friends, Danny-" He pointed at the pale blond. "-was the first to disappear, Levi found him a week later, right before Jimi-" His hand gestured to the black boy. "-dropped off the face of the earth. Same way, drained dry. He was found by Kevin, who was killed that night." He nodded towards the second blond. "After him it was Jesse, then Jacob was the latest besides Levi." He pointed at the redhead and then the brunette. "There are only two of these guys left, they are terrified for their lives. It's gonna be werid without these guys in here everyother day."I looked up at the cop. "What do you mean?" I asked him, honestly curious.
"You know kids like these, get in trouble a lot, this group's been in here so much we have a holding cell just for them, usually Levi's brother would come and bail them out, but we got to know each other well," He told us, then sighed. "They were a pain in the ass at times, but their deaths were a loss to the town, they may have been most likely to be thrown in jail, but they were good kids, good grades, helped out around town, hell all of them had jobs at the animal shelter in town, a few adopted dogs who were on death row."
Dean nodded and Officer Thompson left. "Poor kids," I told Dean. "Ok, distracted. We need to figure out what the hell killed these kids."
"Vampire," Dean suggested. I shrugged and then glanced down. I noticed something on the kid's neck.
"What's that?" I asked bending down to get a better look. It looked like a pair of black devil's wings. "Check the others for that." Dean started to look at the corpses. I looked at the other two next to Danny, they both had it. "They all have it, so they're all marked with this. So, not a vampire." I was trying to figure out what would do this as we put the bodies back into the freezers. "What the hell are you?" I whispered to myself as we left the police station, I heard a skateboard hit the concrete near us. Then there was a girlish scream of pain besides me, it was Dean.
"Dude! Watch it!" The guy, who sounded a little like a girl, yelled at Dean, pushing himself off the ground. He was dressed in black skinny jeans, a baggy t-shirt with the name Hodgins written in all caps on the back along with the number 13, and a pair of ratty Converse.
"How about you show some respect you brat before I knock some into you?" Dean growled at the kid, no trace of his girlish scream left. The black haired kid let out a low growl then grabbed his skateboard and ran down the street. I had seen something on the back of his neck. "I swear I hate those kinds of kids."
"You were one of those kids when you were his age Dean. At least to teachers you were. Anyways, you did walk into him," I told my older brother.
"Hey, do you remember what the marks on the victums necks looked like?"
Dean looked at me, "Like devil's wings, why?"
"That kid has the mark," I told him.