Chapter 2

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Gwen opened her eyes and looked up at the dark ceiling of her bedroom. Something was wrong, off about the house. She sat up in her bed and scanned the room quickly, the outlines of her dresser and desk could be seen. She cut on the bedside lamp and climbed out of bed. Quickly and quietly she made her way downstairs to the kitchen. Pulling open the drawer Gwen pulled out a large butcher knife. The feel of the wood handle in her hand reassured her. She walked through the rooms downstairs, the study was untouched, she looked around the room before moving toward the downstairs bathroom, then on to the living room, as she turned to head back upstairs she noticed one of the long curtains was billowing out. she held the butcher knife at the ready and tiptoed over and yanked the curtain back, their was nothing there.

Finding nothing there she began her ascent up to the second floor. She opened the door to her mother's room slowly and peeked in, she was asleep Gwen sighed softly. Closing the door behind her she walked to her brothers room and repeated the process of looking in, but he was also asleep, what caught her attention was that the window beside his bed was open. She made her way over and closed it before ruffling his hair softly and leaving the room. After putting the butcher knife back she quickly made her way back to her room.

But something still nagged at her mind, it was the open window. Why would it be open when the temperature was below freezing outside. As she drifted off to sleep Gwen was jerked awake by footsteps from the hallway. She listened as they went from her brother's room, then her mom's. finally they slowly approached hers. She whimpered slightly, pulling the covers up to her chin, her knuckles had turned white as the doorknob began to turn she started shaking wishing she had kept the butcher knife having the weight of the knife now would help ease the fear growing in the pit of her belly , the door swung inward and Cody stood in the doorway, naked, his eye looked her over hungrily.

Gwen watched as he started to float off the ground. He rose in the air and slowly came towards her. She felt something at the back of her mind, pulling her, she threw the covers back and removed her nightgown as he lowered on top of her. He kissed her softly, running his hands up her sides and over her pert breasts, squeezing them hard. She moaned into his mouth and ran her hands through his brown hair. His white skin shone in the moonlight. His hands ran down her body to panties and slid them down her legs. He entered her slowly, teasing her, before picking up speed as he started thrusting. She wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her nails into his back.

His tongue invaded her mouth, it writhed and wrestled with her own, she ran her tongue over his teeth, a metallic taste filled her mouth as blood tricked from the scratch on her tongue. Cody then began to increase his pace, moving faster and faster, until he ripped through her vaginal wall, she let out a loud moan of pain, as he continued on. Soon the pain disappeared and was replaced with pleasure. Cody trailed kisses down her jaw and neck before he bit into her, she screamed loudly, as he started to drink deep from the wound. She screamed again, this one was weaker.

"Mom!" she shouted, hoping her mother would come running to help, not knowing that she was dead with her throat ripped out, as was her little brother. Soon all she could make was a strangled gurgle. Cody continued with the fevered thrusting as Gwen lay limp underneath of him. Lifted his head up and let out a loud inhuman shriek as he climaxed. He climbed off of her and tossed the limp body over his shoulder before opening the window and climbing out into the darkness.

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Duncan exited the seven eleven and walked toward the park. He drank from the cherry slurpee he'd swiped, before he clutched his head from the brain freeze. After it passed he sat down on a bench and looked at the darkness, something about it was calming and reassuring tonight. He took another sip and leaned back, getting comfortable. Several minutes later he heard footsteps approaching. He looked to see a blond man dressed in clothes that looked like something from a renaissance fair.

"Could you by chance help me?" he asked, smiling politely, "I seem to be lost."

"I'll say, the 1700's ended a long time ago man" Duncan said. The man only smiled again.

"I can pay you for your trouble" he said, reaching into his pocket he pulled out a large wad of hundreds and counted out several before placing the wad back into his pocket, Duncan stood up and approached the man and took the money.

"Now can you help me?" he asked, looking Duncan in the face.

"How about you just give me all your cash and beat it" he said, reaching into his pocket and pulling his knife, pushing the button the six inch blade popped out with a snap. The man only smiled again, unfazed by the situation.

"A knife oh dear what can I do" he said, faking fear, "You'll have to try harder than that my young friend."

Duncan drove the knife into the man's stomach, it entered with a wet ripping sound, blood began spreading from the wound. Duncan looked wide eyed after he realized what he did, he stepped back and watched as the man looked up at him, he started chuckling.

grasping the knife in his hand he pulled it free without flinching, before tossing the knife back at Duncan. It sank deep in his shoulder, he let out a loud shriek and dropped the slurpee and grasped the knife, he pulled at it and bit down to keep from screaming anymore as the blade slowly came out. The man stepped forward and grabbed Duncan by his neck and lifted him off the ground, his beautiful face changed, his blue eyes turned green, his lips curled back to reveal a set of fangs before he bit into Duncan's neck.

He twitched for several minutes before he became still. Marcus carried Duncan carefully in his arms, as a father would his sick son toward the house. When he arrived Cody was sitting in the cellar, a naked Gwen laying beside him. He placed Duncan on the floor and patted Cody's head softly. The boy rubbed against him, as a cat would rub against it's owners leg.

"Good boy" he said, walking over he climbed into his coffin and shut the lid, as the sun started rising over the town, chasing away the shadows for now. Cody walked over to the corner and opened an old trunk, he dug through until he found the clothes he wanted, a red muscle shirt, black jeans a pair of battered combat boots lay beside the trunk.

As he got dressed there were sounds of movement behind him, he heard quiet footsteps approach. Gwen wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. He turned and kissed her, pulling her close to him.

END CHAPTER 1

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