Clair Wakefield – Vampire Detective
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter, Anissina/Clair is mine however
Note: Jon a character appearing in this chapter is pronounced as Yon
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Chapter Six: The Failed Summoning of Sam Hain
"I don't believe this," said Clair looking at the bulletin board in her school glaring at it wishing that it would brunt to the ground. "I didn't even want to be in the queen's concert."
Her name was part of the chosen of those to perform in front of the queen, and she really was hoping that it would be for another.
"What's wrong?" asked Richard curious. "You don't want the honor?"
"I have too concentrate on my cases," said Clair and then headed away. "I can't be distracted by this orchestra."
"But…" said Richard. "People will kill for your position."
"Then I'll just have to ask them to give it to someone else," said Clair and then headed to the faculty room.
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"What do you mean it's fixed?" asked Clair. "I don't want to be a part of this orchestra."
"It's fixed, Miss Wakefield, you have to play," said the music teacher. "You are one of the best to audition."
"I didn't really audition," said Clair slapping her face in exasperation. "I only did it for the attendance."
"Well, Miss Wakefield you are playing, the practice will be after school, next week will be the main event," said the teacher.
"But what about my cases?" Clair asked.
"I don't care about your cases," said the music teacher. "But this is for the queen, to make her happy and we want her to be always happy."
"How… Patriotic," said Clair. 'I'm a vampire, neither state nor land or anything human has hold of me, I'm free to do whatever I want when I want.'
But then she knew this guy wouldn't listen to everything she would say and she knew that she had to agree, or her grade would be in danger, she got out of the faculty a bit angry.
"So, how did it go?" asked Richard.
"Not a word," said Clair. "I'm just glad Harry went back when he had too."
"Harry? Who's Harry?" asked Richard.
"A Ward of my uncle, I'm watching over him too," said Clair. "Since he stayed in my place for a week."
"Oh," said Richard. "So what do you want to eat this lunchtime?"
"I think I'll love some pasta, and some parfait for lunch," said Clair.
The day passed it was lunch time Richard ate with Clair, much to the bereavement of the female population of the school.
"What does he see in her," asked the president of The Richard von Bielefeld fan club.
"Well aside from being pretty she's a detective too," said another girl.
"Well, anyone can be a detective right, I mean its just looking for clues and stuff," said another girl.
"Au contraire my friend," said Clair turning to face them. "By the way you are saying is that everything is a clue… you have to look for significant evidence of the case, plus you need to have a badge or a license to enter a crime scene, and plus seeing death is not your average cup of tea in the morning."
Suddenly her cellphone rang and she answered it, the school allowed her to use her cellphone because of cases.
"Hello," said Clair.
"Clair, we need you here right now, there has been a family murder here," said John. "they were drained of blood; their eldest teenage daughter was looked like she was aped before she was drained."
"John, keep your men out of there," said Clair as she stood up and then headed to the principal's office and knocked Richard who followed stayed outside the office. "Sir may I have permission to go outside of the school?"
"Why?" asked the principal.
"It is of utmost urgency," said Clair. "A family has been murdered, and I need to be on the scene."
"Very well, get your assignments from Your friend when you meet," said the principal writing a note and then gave it to Clair.
Clair exited and then Richard faced her.
"You can meet at my place tonight," said Richard. "There I can give you the assignment."
Clair nodded and then ran to the gate and there she passed the note and then left the school, she talked to John and then arrived at the crime scene, she came in and then looked at the untouched crime scene she bent over and then inspected the neck there as plain as day, two pin pricks, she let go and then stood up.
"its vampires," said Clair.
"Vampires?" asked John.
"Yes, Vampires," said Clair. "What else do you have for me?"
"Well, for starters there is something," said John and then pointed to a wall and then Clair looked, there written on the wall in blood was…
"Using the blood of my victims I call upon thee Sam Hain," said Clair translating it. "He's going to summon Sam Hain."
"Sam Hain?" asked John.
"Do you know your Celtic history?" asked Clair. "Sam Hain is a god of death, normally his day is at the beginning of November, you know, the holiday of the dead, on October 31st, the Celtics would offer food and large fires to drive away the ghost, they believe that the veil that separates the living and then dead are at it's weakest."
"So Halloween started by the festival of Sam Hain," said John.
"Exactly," said Clair. "There is a ritual that can summon Sam Hain into this realm… the ritual of the seventy-two."
"Seventy-two?" asked John.
"Yes in the kaballah the number of god is seventy-two," said Clair. "Look for a number."
He sent his men to look for a number and they found it, it was written in blood that left them baffled, Clair bent down and then nodded.
"It's the tetragrammaton," said Clair. "This is ten."
Then she removed a paper and then started writing it on the paper.
10
5+10
6+5+10
5+6+5+10
"There don't you see it?" she asked showing the paper to them.
"I don't get it, "said John, Clair sighed and then started writing some more.
10
5+10=15
6+5+10=21
5+6+5+10=26
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Total = 72
"You see it now?" said Clair.
"Yeah, I do see it," said John. "But what does it mean."
"There will be seventy two crimes," said Clair. "These vampires are making an upside down star, the center of which will be where Sam Hain will come, we need to stop the summoning at all cost… or humanity as we know it will be gone… oh yeah, don't forget to shot these bodies on the head, they were drained by vampires, if moonlight touches them they'll turn into ghouls, they'll kill and eat your flesh… so you better take care of them immediately."
"O… of course," said John horrified at what he had heard as Clair went out to take a breath of air.
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For the next two weeks was hectic, between evenings of visiting crime scenes and stakeouts, and no time for sleep and music practice, even a vampire can feel fatigue, twice she literally fell asleep on the classroom, plus the press got hold of their case and now would bombard the school for an interview with Clair, but thanks to Richard he should save her when she would be ambushed.
"Thanks Richard," said Clair as she hid from the reporters that were pursuing her.
"No problem," said Richard. "Why are they following you here?"
"I'm working in this case," said Clair. "But I strictly told John not to tell anyone the particulars, so I guess that's what peaked the media's attention."
"Do you think I can help," asked Richard.
"Thanks but it's a no," said Clair fearing for the safety of her nephew. "I don't want you to get hurt."
Richard nodded though a bit sad, he felt like what Anissina felt hundreds of years ago, the feeling of confinement and that there isn't any fate, apparently Richard read the journals of Anissina, to the end two nights before her disappearance.
"Now, I know how aunt Anissina felt," said Richard.
Clair leaned slightly looking at Richard wondering what he was thinking about, a curiosity sparked in her and then she faced him fully.
"How do you know this Anissina's feelings?" she asked.
"I read her journals," said Richard.
"I… huh? Can I see those journals?" asked Clair suddenly. 'Maybe I can at learn the date of my human birthday.'
"Umm, yeah, if you can come visit my place someday, my parents would like to meet you," said Richard.
"You… your parents?" asked Clair. 'Great more nieces and nephews.'
"Well?" asked Richard, wondering at the sudden change of mood, she looked like she wasn't ready for something, in fact, Anissina wasn't ready at all to meet her family and to know her past.
"I… am still not ready," said Anissina fidgeting slightly. "At least not at this time."
Richard wondered at her special curiosity to Aunt Anissina and her certain reluctance to meet the family… what if…
'She's a von Bielefeld too only on the outside, Maybe she's a descendant of Aunt Anissina,' though Richard wondering who she was.
Anissina looked through and then dashed through the curt yard, it was time for her practice and then she sat down in the third row, cello section, she took her borrowed cello and then readied it, and she'll be bringing her own cello to Buckingham palace.
They were going to be practicing some waltzes, and some of the compositions of other composers, "Rule Britannia", "god save the queen" as the birthday song and more.
"Ready, let's start," said the music teacher. "We will start with an andante, and after that we will switch to an allegro."
He then tapped the stand and raised his stick, the music students who weren't in the beginning had their instruments on standby, but just as the first note rang when the doors opened and the practice was interrupted.
"Miss Clair, what can you say about the recent killings?" asked a reporter.
"Miss Clair is it true that you and Detective Cartwright help each other in cases and that you solve all of them?" asked another as they crowded pushing their recorders to her face.
"I… I have no comment," said Clair. "What Mr. Cartwright and I are doing is strictly confidential, now please excuse me you are disturbing a very important practice."
"You heard her, get out, this is for the queen's birthday," said the teacher.
The reporters had to follow and then Clair sighed in relief, but only for a moment as they started with the practice, there was also a chorale singing the national anthem, by the time it had ended, Clair was tired, and packed the cello away and placed it back on the stand and then carried her violin case and then left the school running she kept checking her watch, sunset was almost in, and she had to hurry, she didn't notice a car following her as she entered her gate, there Richard waited. A moment later Clair got out wearing a shirt and pants, she had her new trench coat on her arm and then the gate and then walked down; she looked at her watch and at the sun.
"It's almost time," said Clair as she headed to Scotland Yard walking, Richard followed as well.
Clair bid hello to the passers by and then talked to some people politely and all, she even stopped a person stealing a woman's purse by catching hold of the thief and taking the bag back and returning it to the woman who thanked her graciously.
When Clair arrived John was running to his car but stopped when he saw Clair there.
"I was going to pick you up you know," said John.
"It's them again isn't it?" asked Clair.
"Yeah," said John. "get in, let's go."
Clair got in and then they rove away and then Richard was about to follow but his father called and he had to go home, Clair turned to John in the car.
"So how did you found out?" Clair asked.
"Well, listen to this, "he said and placed the tape into his car radio.
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First thing Clair heard was a woman shouting in pain followed by sobbing
"Scotland yard how may I help you?" said the operator.
"Hello, we need help," said a woman. "there's two men here and they're monsters… they… they bit my husband's neck and oh god my daughter."
"Where are you now ma'am?" asked the operator.
"I'm hiding in the kitchen," said the woman. "We need help, please… I…"
The woman screamed and then there was evil laughter then the line went dead.
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"I don't like this at all," said Clair. "Can you hurry?"
John floored the accelerator and then they rushed to the scene, there Clair's realization had been achieved, there was the family dead as well as the mother near her was a broken cellphone, which was apparently stepped on, Clair beat the wall in anger creating a huge hole on hit.
"Search the premises for a clue, don't forget to…" said Clair as she saw a curtain move she went right in front of John and then the ghoul got out and went straight for a guard, Clair took a knife and then threw it at the ghoul and then it pierced the head and then the ghoul didn't stop moving.
"What does this mean?" asked John as the guards.
"It means the vampires know that we are on to them," said Clair. "And this also means that there'll be another attack… Guns out and ready we are under attack from ghouls… John give me a spare gun."
Clair took the gun and then a few extra cartridges and then readied to fight.
"Stay alert, they might attack unknowingly," said Clair.
"Who are these guys?" asked John.
"Ordinary passersby," said Clair.
"You mean," said John.
"This was just a setting for the summoning of Sam Hain," said Clair. "The vampires must raise an army to help Sam Hain with his work, but I didn't think that they'll start making ghouls now."
Suddenly a few twenty or more ghouls broke through the basement door and then started attacking them, a few guards were killed and that was when they started firing, Clair fired steady shots into the head, as if she had a third eye in her forehead, her eyes reflecting from the moonlight, golden like the sun, but empty, cold, angry, as if she was born to do this, her aim was true it hit the fore head of the ghouls and they fell.
"Clair, our numbers are diminishing," said John.
"Retreat," said Clair refilling her last cartridge. "I'll stay right here."
John gave the order of retreat and then nodded to Clair who bit her finger and then materialized a dagger the pointed side facing the wall on her right side and then she charged, her fast movement decapacitated them a mere moments and then on the last one she just grabbed the head and then squished it between her hand, after wards her eyes returned to their bluish shade and then left the house.
"The bodies had turned into ghouls," said Clair. "There's nothing to see here now."
"All right," said John. "Let's get going back to headquarters… the chief might call."
Clair nodded and then got into the car but then her nose caught the smell of blood and then she started running in that direction, it seemed the vampire who was controlling the ghouls had currently left he was probably watching if the ghouls he left would probably kill them all… to bad for him… he still reeked of blood.
"Hey Clair… wait for back up," shouted John. "And where are you going."
'Where is he going?' asked Clair as she ran away from John she jumped into the air as the scent was much better to follow in the sky.
She landed at a mansion gate and then she looked at the gate name and then she paled when she read the name that was on the top of the gate.
"Oh, no, not again," said Clair panicking.
The name on top of the gate was… VON BIELEFELD
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Clair door belled and then the intercom activated. Clair was impatiently tapping her foot but then the maid answered it.
"Who is it?" asked the butler.
"I'm Clair Wakefield," said Clair after pressing the receiver button. "I'm here to see Richard."
"Richard's not here right now," said the butler bored.
"Clair?" asked a voice, which Clair recognized as Richard. "It's okay, Aldelbert she's a personal friend of mine… let her in."
The gate opened and then Clair entered knowing that it would be inevitable now that she might meet with her past, she was scared, excited and worried at the same time, she couldn't believe that it would be coming to this, she reached the front door and then swallowed nervously and then knocked on the door.
A fifty or so year old butler opened the door and then was awestruck at her resemblance to the Von Bielefeld family, and wither nervous about something Aldelbert was certain she was related to the family illegitimately.
"Hi, you must be Aldelbert," said Clair. "Where is Richard?"
"He's showing our guest a duet with his sister," said Aldelbert. "You may join him in the music room, I will lead you there."
"Thank you," said Clair and then followed they passed a corridor where several portraits were there, she kept looking at the portraits but stopped at a specific one, the butler hearing her stopped turned around to see her staring at the picture of a woman there in a Victorian gown, lace gloves holding a lacey umbrella, she was smiling lovingly while standing beside an apple tree in the shade, Clair touched the frame.
"Anissina," said Clair.
"Yes, that is lady Anissina," said the butler curious. "How did you know?"
"I just know," said Clair mysteriously. "But who drew that?"
"Her fiancée," said the butler. "Franklin Aldington"
"Franklin," murmured Clair then shook her head. 'What am I doing? Focus, Anissina.'
She continued to follow and then he opened the door to the music room at once she was assailed by the smell of the blood of the last crime scene, she took a couple of steps back and the butler took hold of her, she looked at the vampires they were both well cultured men, and they seemed to be of nobility as they sat there listening to the music.
"Are you all right miss?" he asked.
"Yes," said Clair. "I just need to get a breath of fresh air."
"Clair?!" exclaimed an excited Richard as he finished his piece. "So you couldn't stay away from this place."
"eheh," said Clair.
"Mother, father, this is Clair Wakefield," said Richard. "She is a wonderful de…"
Clair elbowed Richard in the ribs and then cleared her throat, she looked at the two vampires and one of them was talking to the other, the other nodded and then stood up and the Von Bielefelds turned to face them.
"I'm sorry to cut this short but it's time," said one.
"Yes, it's time, the summoning of Sam Hain must not be hindered," said the second. "You have been chosen as a sacrifice."
The Von Bielefelds took a step back in fear as well as the butler, he didn't know what to do but as he ran but he was knocked unconscious by one of the vampires that had managed to enter the place, Clair knew that they were trapped and then she knew what she had to do, she stepped into the middle cutting them off by stretching her arms to the side.
"Stop, I wont let you harm my family again," said Clair.
"Family?" asked the father.
"Leave us be," said one of the vampires. "You weren't chosen."
"Harm a head of my nieces and nephews, you will be on my personal death list," threatened Clair.
"Hmm, just who do you think you are?" asked another vampire. "You can't stopped Voldemort's plans."
Clair's eyes silted in anger and then she glared at them, in anger, so they were working for Voldemort, she wondered how many others were now working for the taboo breaker.
"My name is Anissina Von Bielefeld, I will never let any harm come to them, like what Antoine did to me five hundred years ago," said Anissina.
"Five hundred years ago?" asked the vampire. "Then you must be…"
"Yes, I'm a vampire," said Clair. "I'm from the Dufont clan."
Both vampires took a step back and then looked at each other in fear.
"The… the day walker clan," said The vampire. "I hear they can use blood as a weapon."
Anissina smirked and then bit her finger and then the blood materialized into a sword and placed it on her side.
"You though right," said Anissina.
"You traitor, siding with mortals," said a vampire.
"Luc, it's okay, we'll kill this mangy sow along with the rest of her family," said another.
"I agree with you Jon," Said Luc.
Anissina turned to her family, as they looked at her in wonder, Richard was shocked he was gaping at her in shock, they all stared at her gold eyes, and knew that she was a vampire.
"Richard, bring your family out of the manor first, I'll take care of these vampires," said Anissina.
"Y… yes, Aunt Anissina," said Richard and the ushered his family out of the room and out of the house.
Anissina smiled at them and then turned to the two vampires and then both parties both parties attacked, Luc made his nails longer while the other used knives, then suddenly they charged, Anissina swung in midair hurting them both, and when they landed, Clair removed a knife that was on her side and the wound healed.
"What?" Luc asked. "How do you plan to solve this? We are all Vampires."
Taking the knife and a phial of a red substance she dipped the knife into the phial and then threw it at them, it hit Yon on the leg but he removed it and then the wound healed.
"You cant kill me with poison," said Jon but suddenly he keeled over and the turned to dust, Luc bent down and started at his brother's dust in horror.
"What was that red stuff?" asked Luc.
"Dead man's blood, asshole," said Anissina, dead man's blood is lethal to vampires and then materialized more daggers and threw them after dipping them into the solution, Luc's reflexes were astounding, and Anissina had to stop a moment later.
"I must say, your reflexes are astounding," said Clair.
"I have most of your powers," said Luc. "I trained myself to reach Nosferatu."
"Oh," said Clair. "I haven't had the chance to reuse my powers in ages… releasing art restrictions from level 3, level two and level one, asking confirmation to use Vlad initiative."
Somewhere in Hogwarts Severus stopped and then he went into a trance to see what Clair was wanting to use the Vlad initiative, he cursed at blowing her cover at her own family but then understood her feeling of wanting to never have to experience loosing her family again.
"Conformation to use the Vlad initiative acknowledged, Vlad initiative initiated," said Severus and then he went out of his trance and continued on his duties.
Back to Anissina she smiled evilly and then a darkness started behind her, then the darkness earned eyes, and soon the darkness earned shape of dogs, they all surrounded Clair and she smiled, Luc gasped in horror, he didn't know that a vampire could do that.
"Well, if you are Nosferatu, bring your hell hounds out," said Clair. "Prove to me that you are what you say you are, a true Nosferatu."
Luc bolted and then Anissina made one gesture with her arm and then hellhounds went after Luc, one of the hounds caught up after Luc and bit off the leg, Luc started hooping in fright but the other hound got to the other and he fell down.
Clair neared them and then looked at him calculatingly.
"Well, I'm waiting," said Clair.
"You monster!" shouted Luc.
Clair glared at him angrily and bent forward and then pulled Luc's hair so he was in level with her.
"If I'm a monster, what does that makes you?" asked Clair. "A vigilante? A killer or a coward?"
She threw Luc down and then she walked around Luc.
"You serve This lord Voldemort, what did he promise you?" she asked. "Perhaps a buffet of naked virgin women where you can feast and do anything as you please? You are pathetic, we are vampires, we are a proud race people like you tarnish our name, we would like to be kept at a certain animosity, but what do you do? You join the dark side… that is why people hate us so much."
"You… you traitor, you are nothing but a dog," shouted Luc. "You join with these humans, sooner or later you'll be killed by the people you work so hard to protect."
"SILENCE," shouted Clair and then stood up and then looked at the broken vampire disdainfully. "If I am but a dog, then you are dog food."
She opened her arms and then the dogs around Clair snarled and then she smiled at him and Luc started to crawl his way out.
"Sic him boys," said Clair and all at one the hounds attacked him he screamed in pain and a moment later he turned to dust as his heart was pierced and then the hounds disappeared and then Clair walked away and then exited the house to see the whole family there.
"Aunt Anissina," said Richard. "Is this true, you're a vampire?"
"Yes, this is true Richard," said Clair. "This was why I was reluctant to be your friend; I still didn't know that I still have human relatives."
"If you are Anissina, why do you need your own journals?" asked Richard.
"If a person is unwillingly turned, they forget their human life," said Anissina. "That is why there is a five hundred year old mystery of our family."
Suddenly a police car stopped and then John got out and then entered the gate and ran to them.
"Clair is everything all right?" asked John.
"I'm fine," said Clair. "Just tired… oh and John, I may need to feed."
"Sure, we'll do it when you get home," said John. "You look too worn out."
Clair nodded and then she started walking out to the car but stopped and then turned around.
"Richard, and my dear family," said Clair. "Please keep this a secret, and Richard it would be best if you don't get too close to me much, Antoine is after my hand in marriage and can kill to get it, and I certainly don't want you to get hurt in my stead."
"Yes, Aunt Anissina," said Richard. "But I can still be at least there for you in school?"
"Yes, you can," said Clair. "I really love the way you play your flute… that's a Von Bielefeld for you… I am very proud of you."
"You haven't seen My dear Suzanna Julia play, aunt," said the mother. "Perhaps a private concert is in order, we haven't done it in ages, maybe you could guest star?"
"No thank you," said Clair. "Just knowing you are safe at this moment makes me happy."
With that she bowed at them and then entered the car and then drove away, the Von Bielefelds still have shock in but they were happy to meet a "Distant" relative.
"Well, this certainly changes things," said Richard.
"right you are, my son, right you are," said the father. "I think the Bielefeld family has earned a guardian from their own family."
With that the Bielefeld family entered the manor and then they went to do their evening duties like nothing happened with the butler and the maids cleaning the music room out of the blood splatter.
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Thank you for reading this Chapter… Please Review ((And I do mean it))
Long Authors notes:
1.) I forgot to add this in the last chapter… Nosferatu is Romanian for Vampire, it was used in Bram Stokers' Dracula, and so I'm using Nosferatu as a very high level Vampire.
2.) Sam Hain is a God of death in the Celtics, I researched it on the internet… on Wikipedia… if you don't believe me please research for yourself… my stories do have a basis on fact after all…
3.) The tetragrammaton is real, I didn't make it up (How could I I'm not THAT good in math :p )… the tetragrammaton literally means (YHWH) or in Hebrew Yahweh…
4.) I wanted to show you guys that Clair can sometimes go to any lengths just to protect the people she considers family even though it might be in the border of evil… Remember while Clair might be good in this story, she is also a dark creature.
5.) I couldn't find any way to end this nicely, all the other plots were absurd… this is the only plot I can think of with Richard joining in some cases… when he knows his aunt is there, he'll really want to help.
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