When I arrived back home I saw the lights on and that could only mean one thing. Father is there. Shit shit shit that is definitely not good. Not good at all. I thought hoping to be able to hide from him.
Maybe if I wait here long enough then he'll leave! Ya that's a wishful thought! You're
Right. I know I'm right I'm you!
So, I decided to slowly and I really do mean slowly , walk down to my tiny cabin, dreading what I thought might happen. I opened the creaky door and looked around and saw pa sitting on Mum's old rocker.
"Are you not going to say hullo to your father son? I thought I realised you better than this!" He exclaimed.
I scowled at the jab at my politeness. " Hello Father! What brings you here?" I said in mock politeness.
"Bisness my dear boy bisness! I do regret saying that I am no longer fit enough to run 'round and catch all the here monsters! So, I would like you to do it!"
"What if I don't-"
" I know how great an honour this is and that you will take this very seriously so I think it would be spectacular if you were to go tonight for your first hunt! I think there is a family of vampires living among us but I will not tell you who! I mustn't spoil it for you! I'll just say that they are not people with whom you are close with! It's not the Hollingberry's I'll tell you that! I know you fancy that girl of his! Well goodbye and good luck dear boy!" he rambled .
I sighed and nodded, accepting the inevitable. Maybe, if I say that there are no more left then the village will stop burning people and we will live happily again! I thought to myself happily thinking of how many innocent lives I could save. The thought made me happy and as I got all of my torches and knives and assorted weapons I hummed a merry tune to myself.
When they were ready I got up and set off to the church to meet the rest of the men that I would be leading in the expedition. There were four men. Thickset, angry waving his head about, lanky with his pointed nose stuck high in the air, young Domville, scared and seemingly new at this too. Finally there was , fathers best friend and somewhat dim-witted accomplice. Now I'm guessing he was to be my second.
" All right there men!" I hollered.
"Jolly good!" Shot Domville.
The rest merely nodded or grunted their salutations. I stopped walking and stood there fidgeting for a minute or two before I decided to ask what normally happens next.
"So…umm… what do we do now?" I queried.
" Go catch some monsters of course!" Mr. Garrott answered.
And so we set off down the street. We were turning the corner when I saw something, or someone emerging from the sewers. I pulled them back and I peered through the heges of the persons lawn and observed the man going out. He had oddly red eyes and his canines were extremely long. My God man! It's a vampire idiot! And a real one too! Make a plan and go after it! But, as I watched three more emerged.
"Come, we need to get reinforcements! Hurry! I'll stay here and make sure they don't leave!" I whispered.
The men left not looking so tough now that they knew that there were vampires that needed to be killed. After a couple minutes they returned with at least a dozen men of different sizes and ages. All were carrying some form of pointy object.
"Okay so here's how we're going to do it you, you , you and you go after that one," I pointed," you, you you you and you go and get that one, you you you and you get that one and the rest get that one with me. Oh and make sure to be quiet before you attack. Okay BREAK!" I whispered.
So my group consisted of the original party of monster hunters and we went for the first vampire that emerged. Before we had even got within spitting distance he turned and he did not seem one bit happy about seeing us. Before I even knew what had happened he pounced and landed on poor, unfortunate , ripping and clawing and sucking once Burnsell was dead. I felt the urge to puke at that moment but stopped myself. The screams and cries of agony that filled the air were terrifying and all I could think of was to hurt these beings that were causing so much havoc among the lives of my people. Before I knew what was happening I let out a battle cry and dove at the leach with my pitchfork. He turned and swiped it away, snapping it as though it were a twig, leaving me defenceless it dove and bit me and all I knew was searing pain. I felt it being pulled away and then I heard morer screams, closer screams and I could only assume what had just happened.
I dragged myself away to an abandoned barn buring myself in rotten potatoes trying to muffle the sounds of my pain. White hot pain spreading through my system, and then an approaching black closer and closer. Then it just swallowed me up.
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