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Note to the reader: I hope you all are ready for an EPIC PLOTLINE COMING UP.

"Emma! What's the matter?" I was shouting at her after shaking her awake from what I guessed was another one of her nightmares, but she just laid there, looking at me with a frightened look in her eyes; I sighed. "Nightmare again?" She slowly nodded her head, "It was kind of like the last one I had, where you were a vampire." I sat down on the edge of her bed, and listened to her ramble on for a while about the entire dream, from the cold pouring rain, to my vampire self, biting her neck. We were both silent though when she finished, I was again too shocked for words. "What do you think these dreams mean?" Emma asked aloud, staring straight into my face, obviously rattled from her dream. I thought for a moment, trying to think up any possible reason as to why she would have these kinds of dreams, twice in one week. "I think…" I began, while looking back at her, "I think it means, that hunting vampires and training has gone to your head. You need to get some sleep, you'll feel better in the morning." I promised her, and walked over to my bed and got under the covers. "Yeah," She mumbled to herself, ", you're right. Good night Lina." I heard her move to get under her covers. "Good night Emma." I murmured to her, and drifted off.

But several times throughout the night, Emma would have a new nightmare, wake up screaming, and wake me up, on edge. "Emma!" I moaned at her, for the fourth time that night. I forced myself out of my bed, and went over to Emma's to try and calm her down again. I laid down next to her, and started to mumble what I felt were soothing words, and then gave up. I heard her breathing return to normal, I listened for a while to her breathing now, it made me more tired than I already was, and I fell asleep again. This might not have been so bad, if it only happened once or twice, but it kept happening, I felt that every time I was able to fall back asleep, I was woken again to her screaming. It had to have been the tenth time that night. "Lina," She whispered to me now. "I'm so sorry." I rolled over to face her. "It's fine. It's not your fault." I whispered back to her. We were silent for a while before she spoke again. "But what if the dreams mean something?" I considered this for a moment. "What do you think their significance would be?" I responded to her, sleepily. "What if it's foreshadowing something that might happen to us…?" She whispered at me, the frightened look returned to her eyes. "I seriously hope not." I whispered back to her. "I do too." I heard her respond as I fell asleep again.

I was awoken in the morning, an hour or so after both Emma and I fell into a super sound and deep sleep. "Girls, get up!" Edgar barked into the bedroom at seven o'clock, then left the room. I tried to flip over onto my front, thinking that I was still in my bed and that I had space to do that, but instead I fell off the bed onto the floor, loudly enough to wake Emma up from her slumber. "Is it time to get- Lina where are you?" She asked while beginning to sit up. "I'm down here." I said while raising my hand out above me. "Did you fall off the bed?" She asked with a touch of humor. "Yes." I mumbled back to her, and began to get dressed.

"Did you have any more nightmares after we were talking?" I asked Emma as we loaded up the back of pickup truck with our gear, and carefully leaving two spots that would be big enough for us to sit. "No," She began, and sighed. "But I did have one more dream. It wasn't really as scary as the others. It was mainly just creepy." I hopped into the truck bed behind her, "What was it about?" I had to ask after the truck had started moving. "Well…" she started speaking then was silent for a while. "It wasn't one of the dreams where you were a vampire. This time I was the vampire," she looked down at her shoes, ", I can't remember it very well though. I can only remember that I was in a big crowd of people and as they all walked by me, the more I wanted blood." We were silent for a while contemplating what this different dream could have meant. "That is creepy." I agreed with her finally, feeling to exhausted from the lack of sleep to pay attention. She nodded with me; I tilted my head back against the cab of the truck and shut my eyes, thinking to myself that it would only be for a minute, but then wound up falling asleep again.

"Lina! LINA! WAKE UP!" It was my dad's voice calling me now, my eyes opened immediately and I blinked, hazed from the bright light of the afternoon. "Jesus," Edgar said sounding irritated. ", you both ought to get to sleep earlier." I stretched my stiff limbs, and then hopped out of the truck bed, and looked for my bow and arrows in the mess of gear. I handed Emma her utility belt loaded with a squirt gun filled with holy water, wooden stakes of different sizes, and a spear or two. My bow and arrows were right below where Emma's belt had been. I picked up, secured the arrows across my back, I held onto the bow however while stuck the holy water squirt gun in my pocket, and UV flashlight around a belt loop. "Okay, you girls go ahead, and stay in contact with us." Edgar instructed us, then handed us walkie-talkies. I put it around an open belt loop, where it would be safe. Edgar then went on to explain that we could communicate with them only if we changed the station on the walkie-talkies, etc. "We're going to be on the other side of town, on another mission," Dad began explaining, "but anyways, use your weapons wisely, communicate with each other-" Edgar cut him off, "And kick some serious bloodsucking ass!" He sounded confident, Emma and I laughed. "I meant be careful. But yeah, that works too." Alan added while grinning, then the two adults hopped back in the pickup truck and drove off.

Emma and I wandered around for several hours, in and out of every abandoned house, store, and office building. All looked fairly similar on the inside, broken abused furniture, spots of blood spattered on the floors or walls, and the familiar smell of death lurking in every place, but we had yet to find any of the bloodsuckers themselves. "Where are they…?" Emma remarked, getting impatient and bored. "Shouldn't they be getting up right now?" She looked down at her watch, ", it's six o'clock and starting to get dark." She glanced down an alleyway, and we stopped. "Well, then they'll have to be coming out soon. And when they do, shouldn't we be in hiding?" I asked her, while simultaneously looking for a possible place to hide and then attack from. "You know? The art of surprise?" Emma giggled. "Yeah. I like that idea. Where should we-" she was cut off by the sound of something whooshing above us. "What the hell?" I wondered aloud, looking to where the noise had come from. "Nosferatu!" Emma whisper-shouted and ran into the alley. We jumped pressed ourselves against the wall behind a pile of old torn up and dirty furniture, and waited for a while before hearing that familiar whoosh again. It was louder this time, I felt my heart rate quicken, but then told myself that was unnecessary, and that we could handle this. I stood there next to Emma for about five more minutes, trying to bring my heart rate back down. The faster my heart would beat, the louder and more obvious it would become to the vampires, and I would be dead meat before sundown.

Whoosh, there was that noise again, even louder than the two times before, they were definitely after us now. I smoothly pulled an arrow from its case on my back and secured it on the bowstring, Emma had already taken out one of her stakes and was gripping it tightly. I gave her a reassuring nod, that meant in our silent language, don't worry. We've got this. She nodded back, and crouched down. I followed her example. Whoosh. It was even louder, we waited again; the final whoosh was followed by the cracking and snapping of the dying furniture in front of us, and our battle cry against them. Emma's fingers were very nimble, and were able to grasp the squirt gun and shoot every vampire, and there were five of them, in a row. They all screamed and hollered in pain, I shot a speedy arrow at the vampire girl right in front of me. She howled in pain and tried to pull the arrow out of her chest, but it was too late for her, and luckily for us, she imploded into a bloody puddle of limbs and organs on the ally floor. I looked back up at the remaining three, Emma having just stabbed one male vampire, who hissed and screeched, and finally exploded, sparkling orange blood rained down. His head landed on the ground before Emma's feet with a sickening glump! ; Emma grinned. "Pop goes the weasel." She remarked, and kicked the head away.

The last three vampires consisted of two males and one female, they had all gone full vampire and were hissing maniacally at us. "Ugh." I muttered at them, and quickly pulled out another arrow. One of the males roared and charged at us, nearly tackling Emma to the ground, but in his blind fury, he didn't take note of her moving to the side. He let out one final menacing hiss before Emma jammed another one of her stakes into his back, we jumped out off the way as he exploded as well, splattering us even more with the sparkling orange blood. The last girl seemed even more angered by the fact that Emma had just killed the male vampire, and lunged toward Emma with claws and fangs bared, I jumped out in front of Emma and unleashed another one of my arrows, the girl stopped, grasped for the arrow that had gone straight through her chest; she collapsed to her knees, and went out like the other female did. Imploding into a bloody disgusting puddle. My eyes shot up to look at the last vampire standing there, he had calmed down slightly from his full vampire form, but instead of attacking like I had assumed he would, he ran out of the alley. I wasn't sure what to think at the vampire suddenly fleeing from us. "HELL YES!" Emma screamed aloud, forgetting momentarily that we were supposed to be quiet. I burst out laughing at her impulse. "We are awesome monster bashers!" She said proudly as we left the alley. "The meanest!" I continued in the same tone. "The baddest!" She finished the old quote we had heard our dad's say many times before.

We had kept on walking then, just talking, while feeling giddy and proud of ourselves, without thinking to pick up our walkie-talkies and tell our dads. "They're probably still on their mission." Emma retorted, I nodded my agreement and we kept walking along. Fifteen minutes had passed by the time we had reached the end of the block where we were dropped off earlier that day. "Should we call them now?" I asked Emma, who shrugged and nodded. I start to change the station on my walkie-talkie when I looked up and saw one of the vampires who had fled from us only a short while ago. "Emma…"

"Yeah?"

"Isn't that one of the vampires we were just trying to kill?"

She looked up, "Um yeah, I think you're right!"

I stuck the walkie-talkie back on my belt loop. "Well come on then! We have to catch them!" I shouted at Emma, and looked at me like I was insane. "What? Have you lost your mind?" She scolded me, but I wasn't paying attention. "We have weapons! We can take him!" I shouted back at her and started running towards another alley he had just run in, I heard Emma moan, but then follow close behind me.