As Series 5 of Being Human (uk) isn't out yet… I thought I'd write something while we eagerly wait for it. The MAIN characters will be as following:
* Alex (Ghost)
* Hal (Vampire – Old one)
* Tom (Werewolf)
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Chapter 1 (sorry THIS is chapter 1)
Alex sat up with a start… Ghosts couldn't sleep, so she must've been daydreaming. Yes, that was what she'd been doing. She was eighteen years old and already felt more mature than she looked. She propped herself up onto her elbow and glanced over at Hal, sitting watching something on the television.
"What utter crap." He mumbled.
"Oi, don't disrespect the television constable." Alex said sarcastically pulling herself up from the armchair.
"Rent a ghost will you, and push off somewhere like… Uh, let's think," Hal paused with a sarcastic gesture of placing his finger curiously on his chin, he then looked at her and said firmly. "The attic."
"Screw you then, be like that." Alex said storming out to find Tom. Tom was curled up where Mitchells room had been, in the same bed, with the blue duvet that Mitchell had loved so much. Alex hammered on the door and stood waiting, but Tom didn't answer, so Alex rented a ghost and appeared beside him in the dark.
"Bloody hell… Does a closed door mean nothing to you!" He grumbled. He threw the duvet over his head and curled up underneath it.
"Do you want to talk…" Alex paused sitting on the bed, "About Allison dumping you?" She said gingerly.
"No…" Tom squeaked, "Not really."
"Well… Call me if you want to talk." She stopped as the doorbell rang, then someone continuously hammering on the door. Hal didn't seem like he was going to answer it, so Alex rushed downstairs and glared at Hal, peering through the window. Squinting past flowerpots.
"Who is that?" She mumbled.
"Who's who?" Hal asked standing to join her. Hal saw nobody.
"Who are we talking about… There's nobody there!" Hal exclaimed ferociously wandering to pour himself a glass of wine. And sure enough, when Alex looked again there was nobody there. Alex rushed to the door, and hoped to see somebody wandering away from the house, but when she opened the door she looked down to see a piece of paper held down by a large rock.
' H12 – He who committed shall return '
Confused Alex took the paper and called Hal.
"This was on the doorstep." She said placing the piece of crumpled paper before him. Hal pushed his wine glass aside and read it, he staggered back.
"Do excuse me a moment…" He said rushing to find Tom. "TOM! TOM! THIS IS URGENT OPEN THE BLOODY DOOR NOW!" Hal raged hammering on the door with an urgency he'd never felt before. Hal waited, and finally a groggy looking Tom appeared.
"Wot?" He asked grumpily.
"You know of the Massacre Box 20 Killings?" Hal asked holding the paper to Tom.
"Yeah… Duh, all over the news for weeks, Mitchell got arrested." He said rubbing his eyes.
"Anyway, what's H12 got in relevance to the Box killings?" Tom asked.
"Nothing…" Hal replied going back downstairs.
He who committed shall return. The words haunted Hal, he'd never met Mitchell… But surely it could mean, Mitchell would return. He considered the option, Annie had said he'd been staked. A staked vampire cannot be resurrected, the chances were miniscule but with Herrick and Daisy still being alive, they might have some use for him. Hal recalled everything he'd been told… He tucked the paper into his pocket and walked back over to Alex.
"Hey, I'm not getting the fuss here…" She said plainly.
"You don't need to know, you wouldn't understand and anyway, it's nothing."
"If it's nothing, then what aren't I to understand?" She asked stubbornly. Hal sighed heavily, and ignored her. He would need to study on the fact of staked vampires being brought back.
Hal shook his head, this was bull- No he would refrain from losing his dignity. He flicked through again, each yellowed page seeming yellower than before. This was getting ridiculous, he'd been reading the same seven lines from different pages for the past two hours. He stopped flicking through, he ran his finger down the page… There it was!
' A vampire whom has been staked can be resurrected, the chances are miniscule because of the risk implied within the process of bringing back the dead. All that's needed is a vampire or supernatural who has known the vampire for long enough to recall the important events of life and how the vampire died, and an item of clothing from the selected deceased vampire. Risks include the strain put on the vampire performing the act of resurrection and even death under some circumstances. When brought back, there is a slight chance that the vampire might not remember who he/she is, where they are, and what they are… If this happens then there is no way to undo what has been done. This process can only be performed once and if staked again may not be performed and won't have any result the second time. All one needs to do, it place both hands on the item of clothing selected and close your eyes and think of the day they'd been transformed and the day they died, repeat until you feel you can think no more. And keep repeating until finally the body of the vampire has been formed.'
Hal contemplated this, he closed the book and thought about what Annie had mentioned about Herrick. Herrick had close friendship with Daisy and Ivan and they would surely and most definitely know how Mitchell died. Well it was obvious, he was staked, but they needed to be able to recall the scene as if they were there… Hal sighed heavily as the doorbell rang, he stood up and ran down the stairs. He flung open the door and leaned against the doorframe. An young and pretty woman, Hal hadn't given the thought that she might be a succubus, because he was immediately intrigued by her presence… He invited her in without further ado.
"So how did that lovely man who used to live here die?" She asked, not a hint of suspicion in her tone.
"He was staked… Right here in this room actually. By his best friend George Sands, Mitchell said he'd caused enough pain and would end up killing again if something wasn't done to stake him. Then he asked George to stake him, and George, did so and told him that he was doing it because he loved him…" Hal covered his mouth quickly after he'd said it.
"Oh my god! What did I just tell you?" He'd come to terms with what he'd said and stood, feeling almost guilty.
"Why thank you young man, you have proved a help to me, I shall use the resurrection of thousands of vampires to form an army, and kill every single itty bitty werewolf that ever lived!" She chuckled and clicked her fingers, disappearing into a puff of smoke.
"Hell… What have I done?" Hal didn't even recall Annie telling him any of that information, she'd clearly stated that she didn't want to talk on the subject… And they'd said no more, but then again Hal had just been in the presence of what appeared to be the ghost of a succubus. He hammered his fist onto the coffee table and sprung up the stairs. He needed to sort this out; yes he was all for the resurrection of one of Annie's friends, but he was going to be used as a weapon against him and Tom. This time Hal did not hesitate to knock, he just threw open Tom's door. Tom and Alex just stood curiously looking at him.
"Tom, Alex, maybe I lied, there is something more to that note than it seems!"
