Chapter 3.
8. 40 p.m. Shinto Forest.
"That.. that... That twerp! Heartless son of..."
"Hey! Language, man! You are talking about our king."
Meowth. That stupid cat. Stupid-stupid-stupid... Stupid!
"Look here, kitten..." The pokemon glared but I didn't care, "Do. You. See? What is it, hm? Four trucks. Four, not just one as daddy said. And what about these holes? They are bullet signs. And that first truck - there is a rocket's tail in its cockpit! Bullets and rockets. Whoever attacked these trucks he had a little army. Or, may be, she. Anyway. Army. ARMY. And what about us? Just three!"
"Well, looks like our mission is more dangerous than we thought. But, heck, boy, you have no right to say anything bad about your king."
"Oh really? Well I..."
"Hey, boys." Jessie interrupted us and not just verbally: her fists met our foreheads. I was not a really wise man but I managed to guess that it's high time to keep silence.
The pokemon didn't guess.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
"Just listen."
And a minute later we heard it. A moan. Someone moaned... there... among the dead trucks. Looks like a driver or a guard has survived!
We went to the moan and saw a... a boy. Yes, that guy in driver's uniform was a boy, not even a teenager. I had the only explanation for why they used a child as a driver. The child was local. He knew all ways and roads here and he agreed to help. Or they forced him. Why didn't they have a local adult? Well, I will ask the boy... if he doesn't die.
Gosh. The boy looked "not good at all". Bullets hit him in shoulder, stomach and elbow. Fire hurt his back and neck.
"Jess, help him."
"I am not a nurse, James. And not a surgeon. What can I do?"
"I need him as my witness! Turn him into vampire."
"What? James I can't. The law. We can't turn someone in a vampire if the someone doesn't want..."
"But the boy doesn't want to die. I AM sure. So forget the law and do it. Now!"
"If I do it and he'll say 'no' I WILL have problems."
"You'll just say that I turned the boy."
"But you can't turn people into vampires. You are dampire!"
"Fine. Turn him, I'll interrogate him and then kill him. Being dead he won't claim that you turned him against his will, okay?"
"Deal." She smiled.
Oh. She is so hot when she smiles.
"So, you gonna break the law?"
"Shut up, furface. We are doing this just for our mission. And if you gonna tell someone about it, I'll tell Persiada that you are nerd."
Persiada is my pokemon. She is both cat and female. And Meowth is in love with her. His only dream and 'most wish' are to marry her.
"Hey, I just asked, man. I won't tell anyone. Why should I, dude? You are doing it for the mission, so I agree."
Of course movies and most of the books are wrong. When a vampire bites someone, the someone neither dies nor turns into vampire. Because vampire needs fresh blood every night. Suppose he bites someone and the victim dies. Fourty years later all people will be dead. And what do we have in real life? Vampires bite people for thousands years and humanity is still alive. As for legend about vampire bites you - you turns into vampire... Okay. 1000 vampires bite 1000 men. So, next night 2000 vampires bite 2000 men. Next night 4000 vampires... 3 months later 5 billions vampires. And what about real life? Vampires bite people for thousands years but where are 5 billions vampires?
So if you are a fan of "Blade", "Underworld", and "Vampires" you won't believe in what Jessie did. And no - forget about "Dracula" - the boy didn't have to drink her blood.
Anyway, fifteen minutes later the boy was as fresh as a cucumber. He looked at us and I smiled him (hm, does Jessie think I am hot when I smile?).
"Hey, kid, are you okay?"
"Um... I guess... um... yes, I think I am, sir."
"Good. What's your name, kid?"
"Ash. My name is Ash."
