Chapter 8
Jillian's
POV
David and I fought all the way up the stairs to the top of the
lighthouse. Little did I notice that those two boys, I think there
names where Edgar and Alan, followed me upstairs.
"The cross" said Edgar, handing me one of my mom's crosses, "use the cross. Vampires hate anything religious."
I held the cross out right in David's face. All he did was knock it out of my hand.
"You have to have strong faith for the cross to work" he said.
I was just about to stab him again when he said "your in trouble."
He started floating above our heads and he was glowing a funny green color.
" 'tis a powerful thing" said Alan, getting down on his knees and covering his head.
"Brace yourselves" said Edgar, following Alan's action. I decided that since these boys know so much about Vampires, I might as well duck for cover too. Just as I got down on the ground, David let out a loud, blood curdling noise that shuck the entire town. I got up to look and see what had happened. At first I didn't see anything and the town appeared relatively normal but then I saw things coming up from the ground and descending from the sky.
"What are those things?" I asked.
"The dead" replied Edgar, "we're in some deep shit now."
"Oh, and as if we weren't before?" I asked. The vampires didn't scare me, but the zombies and ghost coming towards the lighthouse did.
KELSEY'S POV
"We got 'em!" I yelled. I thought we where victorious when we had defeated all of the vampires downstairs.
"Kelsey, look out the window" said Tori, her eyes wide with fear.
I looked out the window and saw thousands of dead bodies walking towards us. I never thought I would see that since dead bodies can't walk.
"How do you kill the already dead?" I asked.
"You don't" replied Sam, "they kill you."
"How did this happen?" asked Tori.
"Vampires have the ability to raise the dead. That's why they're sometimes referred to as hell raisers" said Sam, not taking his eyes off of the dead people.
"Sam" I said, "you seem to know a lot about vampires. Do you know if those are just bad spirits our are is it just any spirit?"
"Any spirit" replied Sam.
"Maybe there is hope after all. The majorities of the deaths in Santa Carla where probably by Vampire so maybe they'll want to help us. You know, put an end to all this madness" I suggested.
"I hadn't thought about that" said Sam.
"Um guys, the zombies are here" said Tori, who was standing with the front door wide open. As I stood there with Tori next to the door, I noticed that the dead people seemed to be passing us by.
"What's going on?" I asked. I suddenly felt a cold hand on my shoulder.
"We are not after you" said an eerie, male voice. I had heard that voice before but I couldn't think of where. I turned around to come face to face with my dead Grandfather.
"Pop-pop?" I asked, my voice shaking even more then when I saw David.
"Yes. It's me. We have come here to help you. Most of these people died at the will of David and his friends. Now they are out to seek there revenge" said Pop-pop, "come with me, your sister will need your help. But first we must turn on the light"
I turned on the light at the top of the house and Pop-pop took us to the top of the lighthouse where my sister, Edgar, and Alan where fighting for there lives against David.
"What are you doing, you fools? Your suppose to get them, not me!" said David as the zombies went after him.
"No David" I said, "they're right. You ended their lives when it wasn't there time so now they've come back in the after life to get you."
Just as I thought we where about to win, David grabbed me by the neck and said "try to kill me and you shall kill her." Apparently, someone didn't hear him and they pushed him into the light, causing him and myself to be electrocuted.
JILLIAN'S POV
She was dead and it was all my fault. If I had refused to go with David that night, she might still be here.
I watched both her and David's body shake violently as the electricity jolted through there bodies. It was almost like a depressing fireworks show on New Years. When I was told that my sister was going to be my first kill, the world slowed, but when my sister died, the world stopped completely, almost as if it went on a long vacation and wouldn't be coming back.
Once the sparks stopped flying and the light finally went out, I went to retrieve my sister's body from the mess of glass. She had cuts and bruises all over her.
"She's not dead" I said, cradling her body, "she can't be dead. Give her some time."
"Jillian" said Tori. I could tell from her voice that she was close to tears. She reached down to check her pulse but I swatted her hand away.
"Give her a minute. She's not dead, she's not dead." I kept telling myself this but for some reason my mind and my heart wouldn't believe me. I tried holding back the tears but I couldn't. It was too hard for me. Even though in the end we had won, I was a mess.
"Jillian?" came a weak voice from my arms. I looked down to see Kelsey's eyes flutter open.
"Did somebody save me?" she asked.
I shook my head yes and said "I think somebody saved you" through tears.
When I looked up again, it was just Edgar, Alan, Sam, Tori, Kelsey, and I. All the spirits and living dead had left. They had gone back to there graves I suppose to finally rest in peace.
I helped Kelsey stand up. It was a miracle she could stand. Once she got up, I took a good look at David's body.
I said, "I hope you go straight to hell you son of a bitch."
Kelsey put one arm around my shoulders and we went downstairs.
KELSEY'S POV
The first thing I could think of was my brother. I didn't care about how many cuts and bruises I had at the moment, I just needed to know he was ok. Jillian and I walked to the cemetery that was on the side of the light house. Sure enough, Stephen was still in the hole.
"You put him in a hole in a graveyard?" asked Jillian.
"A graveyard is hallow ground. Vampires can't set foot on here" I said, "are you ok?"
Stephen nodded his head yes. I noticed that the salt was somewhat messed up around the hole.
"What happened?"
"Wolves tried to get me. I used that cross you gave me" he said as I pulled him out of the hole.
"Speaking of the cross, can I have it back please?" I asked. Stephen handed me the tiny, gold cross.
"Is it over? Did we win?" asked Stephen as we walked back to the lighthouse.
"Yes, Stephen, it's over. We won."
