Paint Can Proof Window

Ed was running from Mark, jumping fences when he finally felt that he was safe. Mark wasn't his biggest threat he knew of but he was the biggest threat in that moment. Now he was good. He turned to run and ran straight into a person, the last thing he expected, and knocked himself down.

He looked up and Jerry stood there watching him. "Shit! Back the fuck up man I'm armed I know how to use this thing." Ed yelled as he held out a stake to Jerry before pounding on a glass door. "Hello! Please, somebody let me in. There's someone after me right now, please! Help me!" He hollered and banged but no one came to the door. Jerry glanced around and continued to walk closer to Ed.

In a panic Ed grabbed a paint can that was sitting by the door and gave it a big hurl. He expected shattered glass, maybe a loud smash but all he got was a paint can bouncing off the door. Jerry chuckled and shook his head. "People are paranoid in this day and age, tempered glass, the stuff is hard to break."

Ed shook his head. This wasn't happening. He back up and when he saw the side yard he bolted. He ran around the house, hoping for another way in. These people must really be deep sleepers, he thought. His screaming and the banging hadn't woken them and neither did a paint can slamming into their door! He knew Jerry was playing with him, he could grab Ed any second and be done with it, but no it was a game to him. Ed shook the back door handle and nothing.

There was a small window just beside it though. He grabbed a patio chair that was sitting by the door and gave it a swing. Smash! Ed quickly stood on the chair and crawled in the window. Safety, Jerry couldn't get him here. He wasn't looking forward to explaining the breaking and entering to the family though.

Jerry's head popped up in the window. "Forget it Jerry. No invitation, you can't get it." Ed said as he stood from where he landed inside. He was safe. He knew it.

Jerry grinned and walked away from the window. Odd, but Ed wasn't complaining. The handle on the door shook, but didn't turn, Ed knew it wouldn't. He didn't expect the whole door to shake though. He backed up, and knew any second the people would be coming down, good, more people to know what Jerry was. There was a another bang and this time the door shattered and Jerry was standing there with a grin going ear to ear, like nothing was wrong and he hadn't just hulk smashed a back door like it was a tin can.

"You know. Lots of people have moved out of this neighborhood lately." He stepped forward and into the doorway.

"Oh shit!" Ed backed up and held his cross up in front of him, hoping it could somehow keep Jerry at bay.

Jerry leaned in the doorway and held his arms open. "Abandoned. I thought you did your homework." He took a step closer to Ed. "You've been watching me. I've been watching you. Seems fair."

Ed couldn't believe this. He turned and ran into the house. Not far from where he was he found a flight of stairs and went up, hoping to maybe find a way to get out without Jerry finding him. He knew the chances were slim but he couldn't' give up. The fate of the neighborhood was at stake, no pun intended.

Ed found a bedroom with a roof overlooking the back yard with an overhang he could climb out. That's the last thing Jerry would expect, for him to go out the same direction he came in. He figured if he had a chance it was as good as any other option. Ed slowly climbed out and went down the roof. He took a second to get a grip then dropped to the ground. Now, he wasn't the most graceful person in the world and landing from the window was no exception. Ed managed to land awkwardly and had to rub his ankle, he didn't think it was twisted but it did hurt.

"That looked like it hurt." Ed jumped and saw Jerry sitting in the other chair that was by the back door. He screamed and went backwards into a table and chairs and fell into the pool. After coming up and gasping for breath he saw Jerry walking towards the pool. "You bit off more than you can chew."

"It's too late man, I've told people what you are. You've been made!" Ed held up his cross and stood his ground. Jerry wasn't going to win. He'd likely already got Adam, but he wasn't going to beat Ed, he couldn't.

Jerry smiled. "And you think anyone is actually going to believe you?"

"No, no, don't play that mind shit with me, I'm serious. Try me!" Ed shouted and held his cross tighter.

"Okay." He took a small step closer, dropping into the pool. "You say you're glad you're different."

"Get back!" Ed was rethinking the idea of running to the house in the first place. He might have been better off just trying to jump the next fence and screaming on top of his lungs.

"How could you be in a place like this? These people. Even your best friend, you're nothing to him now." Jerry was slightly crouched as he moved closer. He sounded genuine, caring almost sad for Ed.

Ed shook his head. "No." He didn't want to believe that. Charley would come through eventually. He always had in the past, but that had been before Amy. That was when he would have cared that Adam was gone. That was when he wouldn't have been embarrassed to talk with him in school. That was back then, but… what about now?

"You were born for this. You know it." Jerry gave a small laugh and opened his arms. "It's a gift."

Ed knew better. Some part of him knew better. A small part of him knew better. A tiny shadow of a part of him knew better. Ed knew he was alone, that he'd tried for years but nothing much had changed, and what had changed had only been for the worse. He didn't have Charley, and he probably didn't have Adam. He was alone. Maybe Jerry was the answer, maybe he was meant for it. He didn't have much else he could do.

Ed tilted his head to the side slightly, and closed his eyes. If he closed them tight enough maybe he could open them and find out it was all a dream. Jerry grabbed him and bit, hard, diving down under the water with Ed in his arms. Ed squirmed for a second, the shock of being covered in the water taking him by surprise. There wasn't much he wanted to do except scream, but all that came out was a few bubble and gargles.

This was no dream. This wasn't even a nightmare. Ed felt consciousness leaving. He said one last final prayer to whatever powers that might be and everything went black. The cross he had held so confidently floated away once his hand went slack, and Jerry knew he had won against one more would be vampire hunter.