Chapter Six

We were walking down a hill. Claus fell, while holding the camera and filming.

"Oh! I think I just broke my coccyx." He said.

"Forget the coccyx, is the camera okay?" Lars asked. Claus gave him a thumbs up. We headed towards an opening.

"Radio check." Edgar said.

"Check." Zoe said.

"Check." Said Lars.

"Check." Claus said.

"Check." I said.

"Check." Said the kids.

"Alright," Edgar said. "Once inside, our main objective is to extract Peter. Killing vampires is our second priority. Alright, everybody," Edgar turned on his gun. "Let's rock 'n' roll."

We walked into the opening, being very, very careful.

"Heads up." Edgar said.

"Hey, did you name your new gun yet?" Zoe asked.

"Shh." Edgar held up a finger. "What?"

"Did you name your new gun yet?" Zoe asked, in a whispered tone.

"What are you talking about?"

"All guns need a name. Like boats."

"Boats are for sailors. Guns are for soldiers. I'm no sailor."

"Weird logic." Vanessa said.

"Lars." Claus said.

"What?"

"I'm getting a really bad feeling about this."

"Ugh. What, you mean being deep within the earth beneath a thousand tons of rock?" Lars chuckled. "Are you feeling "Claus-trophobic"? Get it? "Claus-trophobic"?"

"That's not funny. I'm serious, man, look around you. This shit's freaking me out."

"Shh."

We headed on. Edgar walked out first, and a pipe fell, making Zoe shriek. Autumn and Nathan screamed. I jumped. Vanessa went wide-eyed.

"Think of Alan, that'll get your mind off of things. Wait, he's probably sleeping." She said.

"Jeepers." Zoe said, and we walked on.

"Alright, here's the deal." Edgar said, a little bit later. "We're gonna go to the left, you guys go to the right. Take Autumn and Nathan with you. Zoe, Vanessa, Casey, you're with me. Lars and Claus, do...whatever it is you do. We'll reconvene back on the beach...maybe." then, we split up. We walked over to a ladder. Edgar looked up. "This is the entrance to the slaughterhouse." He said. He looked at Zoe. "Time for Mr. Frog's wild ride."

His hilt of his sword on his back accidentally hit Zoe as he began climbing.

"Ow." She said. We headed up after him, and entered another room. We were at the ready, and went down some stairs. Zoe stepped on something. "Oh." She knelt down, and picked it up. "A promise ring."

"Virgins." Edgar said. "Vampire filet mignon."

And we explored a little bit. I was just glad that the kids weren't here. Edgar spoke.

"Something smells really bad in here." He said.

"It's a slaughterhouse." Zoe said.

"Yeah. Do you expect it to smell like rosebushes?" Vanessa asked.

"I don't mean the typical bad slaughterhouse dead meat smell, I mean I smell something—"

"It smells like rotting garbage." Zoe said.

"Trash."

"Yeah, like I said. Rotting garbage."

"No. I mean Johnny Trash."

There Johnny hung, blood all over him. Well, at least he wasn't as annoying anymore.

"Jeez Louise." Zoe said. Edgar looked at her.

"Jeez Louise? Really?"

Zoe looked at him and shrugged. A vampire came up from behind her, and attacked her, but didn't bite her.

"Zoe, get down!" Edgar yelled. Another came from above, and knocked the gun out of his hands, and then knocked him down. Vanessa aimed, and the vampire threw her to the wall. That vampire then turned on me. She threw me right next to Vanessa, making her scream.

"Sorry." I said. Edgar stood back up.

"Nice outfit." Said the dark haired vampire.

"That's funny," Edgar said, taking his sword. "That's exactly what I was thinking. But I still have to kill you."

The blonde vampire had me, Zoe, and Vanessa held back so that we couldn't help. Edgar and the vampire began fighting.

"I'm surprised." She said.

"By what?" Edgar asked.

"You're really not that good." The vampire knocked Edgar's sword out of his hands. She walked towards him with her own. He tripped and fell, and she stabbed him, and turned the sword to make him hurt more.

"Edgar!" Zoe and I screamed. Vanessa just screamed. The three of us got out of the blonde vampire's grasp, and knocked her into a sharp object. The dark haired one turned, murder in her eyes. The blonde one turned into ash. The remaining one faced us. Zoe took a stake out from her holder on her leg. Vanessa picked up her gun. I did the same.

"Girls. I got this." Edgar said. He picked up his gun, and shot. The vampire ran on the wall, and Edgar missed every time. She got away. "Ah, shit! Damn bullets!" he threw the gun down. Vanessa, Zoe and I ran over to him.

"See, now that's what happens when you don't name your gun." Zoe said.

"Just pull out the sword!" Edgar yelled.

"On three."

"Okay."

We waiting for Zoe to say one and two, but she just yelled, "Three!" and pulled the sword out. Edgar cried out in pain, and blood shot up from his wound. Zoe covered it.

"What happened to one and two?" Edgar asked, as he slowly slipped unconscious.

"Edgar? Edgar? Oh, God."

I placed my hand on his forehead, and began to fuss over him. Vanessa began freaking out.

"Oh, my God. What do we do? What do we do?" she asked, panicking.

"Calm down, calm down." Zoe said. Her hand went to her ear. "Lars, what's your 20?" she asked. "Claus, where's Lars? Claus, calm down. Just breathe. We have to get Edgar out of here before reinforcements arrive."

Soon, Claus and the kids came up to us.

"What happened to Dad?" Autumn asked.

"Autumn, he'll be fine." I reassured. "I promise."

Nathan looked at Edgar, and a lone tear slid down his face.

"Nathan, help us!" Vanessa said. Nathan jumped, and helped pick up Edgar.

"Oh, God, Edgar. Sweetheart, hang on." I said. God, today turned out so bad.