F-Taste of Fresh Blood-N
XIII
Part Two
There was no way out of it regardless. They werent exactly his favorite to fight either telling by his final expression. He preferred taking care of his own kind because it was much easier and it gave him less to do.
The vampire was using most of his strength to keep the huge wolf back and away from the door, while Charley and the others made there way out. He could feel his muscles getting tighter, his shirt sleeves ripping at his powerful upper arms because of it. The ground he was standing upon denting in because of the force pushing him back. A large black vein appeared from his wrist to his forearm while trying to thrust the stronger wolf back.
The bigger animal caused already enough scratches on the vampires more fragile body but not bad enough yet to slow him down.
Peter called out for Ginger while Amy, Charley and Ed ran towards the door. The slayer stormed into her room only to turn away confounded at the sight of his lovely assistant. Sure they weren't always nice to each other but she didn't deserve this.
He closed his eyes from the sight where the flow of her blood, from a vampire bite at the neck, sunk and drenched at the sheets of the bed. The TV was still running and loud.
"Vincent come on!" The man heard the pale sound coming through his ears and later feeling Charley's soft fingers grab at his arm and tug him lightly. "Come on Peter we need to go." the teen begged him.
The slayer might as well have not even heard the boy as his attention was not on him. He didn't even pay attention to the sound of conflict between the bat and the wolf right outside fucking up his home.
Charley couldn't stand the sight either of the woman with eyes empty like her soul was drained with no mercy shown and every ounce of sympathy rang through his voice, for the slayers loss. But if they didn't move it would be all of them. "Please Vincent."
Peter didn't want to leave her and he suddenly remembered why he hated the creatures. Now he was left with nothing. First his parents and now his favorite associate. Charley sought the mans glassy eyes out. "Vincent we need to go." he said sharply.
Then Peter swallowed. "Okay kid." he nodded sucking up his own pity and eventually but undecidedly took the boys advice and left the room and the dead body, following the three out into the hallway. Amy was looking both ways to see which way was safer after they exited Peter's trophy room.
Nathaniel already predicting their escape was peeping at them standing patiently at the end of the passage that would have made there escape much easier. Blood was wet but drying at his paper thin lips.
Jerry slashed at the wolves face after kneeing the dog heavily in its disjointed ribs causing it to angrily roar. The vampire started to gain the upperhand after recovering from being knocked all over the penthouse, enough damage done to cause even a supernatural being head trauma.
The pointy tip of his wings went shooting up through the hairy under body piercing it in a vital spot next to the spine. The dog wept aggressively clawing the vampire at his thin belly. Jerry stammered back running his hand over the freshly new cut looking dissapointed at it. He wasn't trying to die this soon.
He didn't react like it hurt and loosened his fists stretching out the pain. He beamed fouly confident enough that he could take care of it. He stood straightening his structure, appearing much meaner. The wolf charged again but Jerry waited and when it got close enough he caught it at the wrist just in time before it could slice again. He had his other solid hand pushed tightly around the dogs bulky neck to keep it from biting, and slurpy slobber began running from the open jaws and falling at the vampires face. Jerry didn't mind getting dirty though and shook it off. He was made for this.
Just what the tall blonde wanted, he captured their attention loving the looks of anger, fear and sadness on each of them. "Hello there mates." Nathaniel took more of Gingers blood upon his watering tongue. "Going somewhere?" he grinned a nice smile, white teeth intensifying, and bright colorful eyes laughing.
Nathaniel lifted his hand and meanwhile three male and two female bodies, crept out from behind him. They emerged with large mouths malicious. One of the females cooing but keeping her gaze on the boy they were after. She looked the craziest with wild red hair, looking rough, her vampire eyes sea green whereas the other female blended more in with the men, black shiny hair strained into a poinytail.
They were obviously working on 'team bad' as they took their positions beside their leader. They were in their long black coats; the rest of their bodies covered in leather, stocked with guns, a sign that they were one of the tougher threats. Vampires had a thing for fashion. Or fashion had a thing for them. However their guns would be useless in this battle. One, it wasn't fun using weapons against humans therefore ending up the superior yet again and second the weapons were meant for werewolves only. And so far this was a werewolf friendly zone.
Peter glared at them his lips going thin with piercing hate but Charley held him back knowing if they attacked it would be rather pointless. "There's nothing we can do." The kid replied gently and understandingly lowering the mans weapon. "We need to go." It was easier to talk with the slayer than it was with Jerry.
Jerry was a brat. He would have most likely backhanded him and told him that he could do what he wants. The slayer was still stuck in a stubborn concentration but listened to the boy again. For being new to the situation, Charley seemed to know what he was doing even if the kid thought otherwise.
Nathaniel laughed out loud seeing the Peter Vincent put away his weapon. He then removed his leather gloves and tucked them into his tight back pant pocket. "This isn't a truce I hope you know." He began to walk there way. "Peter Vincent that weapon will come in handy one day. You should have gave it to your girl so that she could have had an oppurtunity to save herself."
The slayer tensed growling under his breath.
"And Charley it's nice to see you again...Where's Jerry?"
Charley just glared refusing to answer. "Go." He told his friends. Amy didn't like the sound of that. Ed didn't either.
"I know another way." Peter said to them.
"Great. Take care of them." Charley said knowing that he would do his best and then glanced at Amy. "It will be alright. I'll catch up."
She didn't believe it though.
"Okayyy, come on children." Peter said hurrying them up like he was rounding up a bunch of puppies and let Amy and Ed run first down the other end.
"Jerry's busy. You can leave a message." Charley answered once his friends were gone.
The blonde vampire held out his frosty hand. "Come with me. If you do, all of this will be easier for you. Especially for your friends."
Nathaniel smirked when Charley slowly began to walk towards him. "Now that's a good boy." he leaned forward carefully reaching out, his black eyes getting excited to snatch him.
Then Charley stopped. He grinned backing away giving them the false idea that he was that easily tempted. "Fuck you Nathaniel."
The spiky blonde man frowned. His eyes turning peppery dark. "Charley!" The vampire yelled, his face swelling in his true form, but stopped himself from letting his full transformation happen and he regained back into his healtheir human appearance. He started to chuckle to himself seeing that Charley looked scared.
"You can't do this forever Charley. Running isn't your style. Your mom told me that and I will take her word."
Something stilled the dialogue. Charley glanced up at him giving him a dark bemused stare. "What is my style?" he asked reflexively sliding forward.
Nathaniel answered. "Giving up." he carefully watched the boy.
The boy looked angrier, like he knew something and figured it out. "My dad said that exact same thing to me. You didn't hear that from my mother." the kid confirmed. "My mom would never say that?"
"You are smart. No doubt." Nathaniel encouraged. But the thing about Charley is that he never underestimated the kid.
"Did you know him?" Charley asked with interest yet with no emotion in his eyes. The no emotion came from hating his father with a passion but differences aside he wanted the truth. "Did you know my father!" he yelled ordering with a hint of sadness yet his voice was intense.
"Alright. I'll explain." Nathaniel began to speak softly trying to keep his composure but also trying to turn the tables. He thought it would be easier to turn Charley against his father and maybe the boy will cooperate with them later. "When we heard about you, we thought that your father had the same thing you were said to have. We assumed he had your same blood and maybe that it ran in the family. It didn't. I found that out after seeking him out and then coming for your mom. I don't work with her Charley. I faked being her real estate manager." he knew the kid was going to ask so he decided to answer for him. "and yes your father gave me all the information about you and your mother so that I wouldn't end his life. He threw you under the bus Charley for his own sake."
The news about his dad hurt more than it should. He thought he was dead after abandoning him and his mom for so long and never coming to visit like he had promised but the truth was he didn't want to have anything to do with them. "It hurts to know that your father didn't love you." The vampire was very careful with his words. He was tempting the boy to believe he actually sympathized. "It was the only way I could get close to you. He told me horrible things Charley, how much you were his dissapointment, and I didn't believe him. You are talented in more ways than you know. I think you mistake our intent. Gabriel wants to get to know you. Talk with you. You can be a part of something you have never even dreamed of. Come with me and we will end this part of your sadness. Forget about your father." Nathaniel smiled kindly at the boy who looked like he was giving in.
He almost had the boy until Jerry tossed the dead wolf that he was done with through the wall of the room into the hallway and the body landed limp in front of Nathaniel seperating him from Charley and the other enemy vampires. They hissed backing away from the dust caused by the destruction and Nathaniel glared at his ex partner also seeing Charley snap out of the mind manipulation. Jerry jumped heavily in front of Charley in guarding attitude. He then pushed him protectively behind him.
"Nathan." The blacked haired man growled sedately. "You and I need to talk. Now."
Nathaniel falling unresponsive upset that his mission failed again stepped over the dead wolf wrinkling his nose at the dead stench coming from the interior organs. "You did this?" the vampire was only a tiny bit perplexed that Jerry took the bigger wolf out.
"I could do more." Jerry answered hotly posing like it happened with no effort.
"I bet you could. But that won't be necessary today." Nathaniel shrugged. "Sadly I'm only here for the child. I never thought I would see this day, you and Charley together. It's certainly a day to remember."
"Go Charley. I'll be behind you." Jerry told the kid. It sounded like a promise more than anything. And what Jerry liked about Charley is that the kid was smart. The boy immediately left without asking questions or hesitating, catching up with his friends along the other end of the hall.
Jerry made sure he turned the corner before approaching Nathaniel and the rest.
"You shouldn't lie to the boy Jerry. This place is surrounded by wolves. The chance of you saving him is…." He pretended to think for awhile. "None."
The insincere blacked haired vampire displayed his jaws. "Well let me play the rebel. The chances of you being wrong is certain and let's get this out of the way. I never liked you. I thought you were bosses little bitch."
"That's funny; at least I'm not a little human's bitch."
"I like being his bitch." Jerry walked perfectly in the center of the hall and looked at his surroundings. "It's satisfying in ways you wouldn't understand." He gave a smile daring his once upon a time friends to pass him. "Aside from whose bitch we belong too, we need to talk."
Nathaniel scoffed. "Maybe later Jer, I'm on a timeframe." And gave his men the nod to attack, and once they were given the order, the five vampires turned from human into their fiend, and flew toward the lone vampire.
Jerry's wings extended making a windy sound as they flapped. They were one of his main weapons in situations like this. His jaws being his second weapon. All vampires liked to bite but the problem was that it did little damage to another vampire unless you knew how to use them and where inorder to get damage done rightfully. He knew. Third his claws. His claws were the most effective.
One of the winged turning bats flew at Jerry pinning him against the wall. Jerry took the pointed end of the fleshy wing stabbed into his shoulder and squeezed breaking the thin bone and ripped it out from his chest. He flung that one into another vampire coming at him ready to attack and the two bats bundled down the hall. He was kicked in the stomach by one of the other males still standing, and fell onto his back. The one who had knocked him down leaped onto him trying to kill him by taking out his throat but Jerry punched him dead in the face twice and threw him over his head. He jumped to his feet quickly and stomped on the ones throat pressing his boot down crushing the air and bones. He then took his claws and sliced off the head and that one vampire shed to ash.
But he was surrounded and assaulted again by the other two females while the two males recovered themselves.
While Jerry took on the group of bats, Nathaniel smirked and turned towards the direction he came. He found and opened a door and walked craftily down the stairs whipping out his Lg calling up Prometheus.
Prometheus was crouching at the edge of the building looking down at the city. He felt his phone vibrating inside his coat pocket and he looked at it with golden eyes before picking it up right away. "Yea?" his deep but soundless voice flowed through the cell.
"Send in your friends. Kill Jerry if you have too. Get Charley. I'm going for Peter and the others." Nathaniel hung up and took off in the direction of Peter and Charley's other friends.
Prometheus with the moonlight lighting him up beautifully stood his jacket swaying softly in the stiff air. He tucked his phone back into his pocket, extended his arms out and walked off the building edge, falling until he reached the bottom and landed on his hands and feet. Three other wolves jumping down behind him. "Get him."
Charley caught up with his friends but he also knew the best thing to do was to split up. He would have to go his own way while the rest kept there distance from him.
"Charley where are you going?" Amy asked as they saw him stop and head down another hall.
"Peter, keep them safe." Is all Charley said thinking that explained himself enough. "I'll catch up with you guys later."
"Don't worry. We'll kill something." The slayer locked his gun, nodding and took the girl.
"I'm not going without Charley." She argued shaking him off.
"Amy as long as you're with me you're in danger. They can't kill me. Listen go with Peter and Ed. They will keep you safe... Go Amy!"
"What about you?" she didn't want to lose him.
"I'll be okay. I promise."
She was confused as to why he had to bail, but accepted that there wasn't enough time to explain any of it right now.
"If we don't end up finding eachother, find any church and stay in it."
It sounded like a joke but he was being completely sane about it. Vampire's hated churches; they could be safe from at least them. The dogs were a different story.
"He's right. We'll be safe there for the time being. The only problem is finding one in this city of devils and sin" Peter replied probably knowing that best.
"I trust you guys."
"Okay guys enough chat, let's fly. Be safe Brewster. I know you will. Love you. Bye." Ed skipped ahead.
Charley then promised Amy again that he will be fine.
"Fine. You really owe me." she said before kissing and leaving her boyfriend behind.
"Be safe kid." Peter said.
"Thanks man."
"Alright then." Peter said before skipping along with the rest.
Charley stopped him. "Hey Peter, you reek man."
"You do too." The slayer shouted back.
Charley smiled watching them go and then he headed down another direction of the building.
Pacing his ground, Jerry growled at the last four. He shoved his hand inside of the wall pulling an electric wire out of it almost ripping down the entire wall and ceiling. One of the males crouched and hissed before aiming at him first. He dragged his nails across Jerry's face it making a sharp striking sound. Jerry was bad at dodging. It wasn't because he was slow it was just that he was lazy. He wasn't strategic or nothing.
The vampire struck at him once more but Jerry pulled him in by the arm, slashing his neck and wrapping the cord around his neck managing to tighten it enough to cut through and he ended his life ashes vanishing into the air.
"Jerry are you not our friends anymore." The red haired vampire said shortly after the death of her partner before chuckling out loud. She vanished herself and appeared behind him tapping his shoulder and when he turned to strike she wasn't there anymore. He sighed looking around for her. The women were gifted at being faster and sneakier than the men. But he wasn't dumb either.
"Jerry you're just a big mean brute." She sang in echoes. He glanced around concentrating hard on her movements her ability making it hard for him to sense. She kept repeating his name, her words playing like a trick, like an illusion. She sounded like she was everywhere. He finally saw her standing inside the open elevator all the way at the end of the hall. She waved to him. "Are you going to kill me when you catch me?"
He focused shutting his eyes. "Yes." She didn't see him appear behind her. She turned around and he snatched the vampire by the throat catching her. She gasped. He squeezed his nails entering into the neck not giving any mercy while taking her against the wall. No matter how many times she begged and with a deadly grip ripped out her throat. She screamed into ashes.
The other two vampires fled. He would have gone after them but he needed to find Charley first. He stepped out of the elevator.
The fire sprinkles set off all over the entire building caused by the fatal impairments. Getting wet he moved with calm strides down the hall, the alarms sounding behind him.
"This leads to the base of the building." Peter kicked open the door to the stairs and they headed down them.
"We need to go to the car. We parked across the street." Amy said, ahead of them. "I'll drive."
They all stopped snapping their heads upward when they heard the growling of a wolf busting through the door they had just came through dashing down coming for them.
"Holy shit." Peter said before whipping out his gun and firing it at the stampeding wolf. "Hurry go!" he rushed the teens and they ran for their life down flights of the stairs until they met their exit.
"Do you think Charley is okay?" Amy asked Ed as the two made there way over to the car. Ed tossed Amy the keys and she hurried to unlock it.
"I'm sure he's okay." he sounded annoyed with her asking all the time.
Now all they had to do was wait for Peter. They could only pray that he wasn't attacked by the wolf. "Do you think he's coming". Seconds later of waiting they heard the man come out from the garage exit screaming his lungs out for them to start the car.
The teens immediately jumped into the car. Amy taking the drivers seat and she started it up telling the slayer to hurry. Right when Peter jumped into the mini van two werewolves came running out at them.
"Peterson drive, drive Peterson!" Ed tried to tell her calmly but it wasn't working.
She sped off down the street honking her horn at people to move out of her way.
"Hear take this." Peter handed Ed a gun. "For wolf use only. First shots will only just slow them down. Do you have a stake on you?"
Ed nodded trying to calm his panic. "Yea."
"Good."
"Where are we heading?" Amy asked just driving anywhere at the moment.
"No fucking clue. For now just drive. "
Charley headed back in the direction of the penthouse searching for anything he could use against the threat. He ran back into the room where Peter's fake trophies, archives and weapons were. He looked around even though taking everything just in case sounded good. He didn't have time to read what each individual weapon was used for but he broke the display glass anyway and packed them into a bag. Including books. He shoved anything that would fit. He didn't know where Jerry was either. It was quiet in the upper level now but he could see all the chaos and water damage done. The alarms were off but still flashing red. He started to look around. He whispered for Jerry stepping over the broken clutter and trying to stay as quiet as possible.
He turned quickly stake ready, after little snarling was heard come in. He swallowed moving towards the sound but silenced himself completely hearing loud sniffing of what he knew was a wolf. Shit, he said in his head as he ducked low hiding behind one of the trophy stands, trying his best to quiet his movements. Charley waited a second before he peeked out behind it and the dog was clambering around blocking his only exit. The wolf looked the kids way perking its head and ears up and Charley flinched back trying to hide more hoping it didn't see him. Fuck.
He heard the tapping of seven inch claws on the marble floor. Hearing it get closer and then when he estimated enough time for him to run towards the exit, he did. He sprinted out with his things knowing the dog was right behind him in the chase.
Charley quickly looked behind him only getting a chance to see large teeth before breaking into the female's restrooms and looking for a stall to hide in. He slowed down his steps sneaking quietly around the bathroom closing the last of the stalls and hiding in one. There was no noise accept for his own breathing and the wolf entering in. Charley quickly climbed onto the toilet seat, keeping his head low and so that his shoes werent exposed. He heard the snarling poking in and loud drool drops hitting the floor, thick massive claws scraping as the wolf searched around. He shuddered hearing each individual stall door being broken open while it sniffed the hell out for its prey. It was a large restroom and very nice. Twelve stalls on each side of the room.
Charley covered his mouth and nose the closer the animal got to his to lessen the sound of his panic heaving but even he could hear his own heart and he was certain the animal could smell the pumping of it too. Unfortunately there was no way he could calm it down. He shut his eyes tight thinking if he did just that, everything would stop and maybe the beast would pass right by him. But the tighter he kept his eyes shut the closer the wolf was and before he knew, it was at his stall. He slowly reached into his bag hoping he would get the gun ready on time. He couldn't forget his last encounter with a wolf and he couldn't tell if he was more frightened now or then. It still had the same lasting affect, goosebumps, shivers and fear.
He couldn't call for help. He didn't even know if the wolf was here to kill him or not. Even if the wolf wasn't meant to kill him, the fear of what they had planned for him was unimaginable. They could have there own agenda for all he knew. He couldn't call for Jerry either, the chances of Jerry coming right on time was one in a million.
The sloppy growling grew as the door was creeping open slowly. The lasting anticipation was sick. Charley was crier, he could admit that, he wasn't one to hold it back, but he wasn't crying this time. He was moving his lips in a silent call for Jerry, like a prayer that he would be there for him through all his troubles. As much as he didn't understand the vampire sometimes, and as much as he told himself he hated his guts for what he's done and what he was, Jerry was his only hope.
Charley watched eyes shocked as the wolf stood hovering over the stall looking down at the kid. Jerry was always there for him, so where was he now.
It tore away the stall door and the kid heard his name come from deep within the beast's throat. "Charley."
Before he knew it, Charley was pulling the trigger shooting at the beast three times with the silver bullets but the beast was still standing, and knocked the weapon from his hand, like the bullets had no effect on it. Charley backed away into the wall looking with large innocent terror filled eyes. "Jerry." he called quietly again.
The ceiling above the wolf collapsed, Jerry demolishing his bad way through, jumping onto the dog chewing into its neck and tearing flesh away. The more it bled the better.
Charley watched Jerry smashing into the wolf hardcore like it was no one else business. He pounded the dog into the wall over and over before taking his fist and breaking its neck in. The vampire was breathing heavily mostly because he was trying to control his own rage. He turned slowly away from the now dead animal looking at Charley and wiping blood from his head. "Hey."
"Hey." He was surprised himself to see Jerry. His breathing just as harsh as the vampires.
"You okay."
Charley nodded fast. "Yea. Now I am. Good timing."
The vampire held out his hand to him. "Let's go." he smiled apologetically for when he had yelled at Charley.
Charley accepted starting to go until Jerry paused and looked up. He started to sniff.
"What is it?' The teen asked jerking into place preparing for something bad. "Jerry tell me." he looked around wishing he could hear what Jerry heard.
"Theres more coming. Leave. Now. Meet me at the bottom."
The vampire was attacked from behind, the wolf coming up through the tiled flooring and the kid ditched the stall to escape around the two animals now fighting, the wolf tossing Jerry around like a chewtoy.
Charley made his way to the door but couldn't help himself to leave Jerry behind. But as brave as the kid was he couldn't really do much against the stronger force but get in the way...and get captured.
Jerry was fighting off the beast doing well, until another wolf from no where joined in on the attack. He was tossed into the mirrors the glass breaking in his skin clashing to the floor. The second wolf the weakening vampire grabbed and tossed into the sinks, and slammed it up against the ceiling, breaking the water pipes. He wasn't fast enough for them both. Then to the vampires luck a third wolf came breaking down the wall above Jerry and taking his neck in its teeth. It was a smat ambush.
Jerry growled his fangs growing longer but not being able to put them to use, trying to shake them off.
Charley saw that Jerry spotted him. The kid already knew what he wanted. Charley didn't want to leave though, three against one wasn't fair. Seeing Jerry getting teeth sinked into and a part of his wing being torn off he knew he couldn't survive like that. It was like vultures eating their prey alive. It hurt seeing him struggle. The vampire cried a haunting scream when being thrown to the ground to be picked on some more. "Go!" he growled at the kid.
It suddenly reminded Charley of his past. When he would get beat on and no one came to help.
After Jerry saw the kid was no longer there, he was close to giving up. He was pretty much fucked anyway. He just didn't have the guts to give up infront of Charley.
His wasn't out of time yet. Instead he reached taking and jammed a long piece of broken glass from the shattered mirrors into one of the wolf's mouths before the dog took another bite out of his neck. The dog backed howling in pain, and then Jerry took out the other one by doing a mid air back flip onto the back of the beast and dug his way into the spinal cord paralyzing it then finishing the job by pulling the remainder out. Before he had the time to attack the third one, it jumped him, both falling to the ground, and the vicious animal forced its jaws into the chest of the vampire, gnawing its way to his heart.
His blood was running quick as the wolf chewed, the more he tried to force the dog off of him, he made it worse. He was straining his already weak muscles trying to keep his heart from being eaten. Jerry tried changing into his second transformation but had far too much blood loss to do any of that. Now he was running out of time. He was out of options. His body went limp and unresponsive.
X
It was a field. A field of pretty flowers and the smell was overwhelming to his senses. The black haired man opened his dark eyes and covered his nose smelling the disgusting roses and tulips in the air. He cringed now looking from side to side. The vampire leaned up noticing he was in a bed of colorful blossoming flowers. The sun was out and the sky was deep blue. He lifted his hand blocking his face now noticing how hot the sun was. It didn't feel good against his skin because he wasn't used to it. He was wearing a pink tshirt that said 'imma badass motherfucker' on it and normal jeans and shoes. Where the hell was he and why was he in this ridiculous gay shirt.
He managed to stand and walk trying to figure out what was going on and where he was. But he was just surrounded by open prairies. No sign of human life anywhere, just insects and fucking animals. He didn't know about dreaming.
Everything was shining something he hated. Brightness he hated too.
He planted his hands at his hips looking around this time more carefully. Something told him to check his pockets and he did, pulling out two of his clean teeth he used to eat people with. He used his tongue to feel around his adult teeth and yes he was missing two.
He sighed and started to walk some more placing the fangs back into his tight pockets. He walked and walked. And walked. Getting nowhere. His vampire powers were useless there. He couldn't fly, leap or do anything vampires were abe to do. He stepped onto something crunchy and looked down. He knelt down to see a red rose smashed and bleeding. Jerry poked at the liquid and brought it to his mouth. He smelt it first and it truly was blood. Whose he didn't know but he wanted a taste.
"Hey Jer."
Jerry spun around and saw Charley standing feets from him. The boy looked happy for some reason. He had his baseball clothes on, his hat backwards.
"Charley. Where am I." the man questioned. Something was strange, he could sense it.
"Honestly I think youre dead." the boy answered rolling a baseball in his hand. "You wanna play?"
"No I don't want to play with you. Why am I dead?" the vampire answered irately.
"I think you were killed by a wolf." Charley answered innocently. "Are you sure you don't wanna play." he tossed the ball to Jerry and the vampire caught it.
The vampire was getting frustrated. "What's going on Charley." he dropped the ball letting it roll and get lost in the tall grass.
The boy chuckled. "You're such a grumpy ass."
"I'm not grumpy!" the vampire hissed at him.
"Yea you are. Learn to lighten up."
"What are you doing here?"
"Same reason as you. You failed to save me. But I'm kind of happier here though. It's peaceful."
"Well this is gay and I don't like it here." Jerry crossed his arms. "Somethings up. I wouldn't have let you died." he spoke for once heartfully.
"You don't know that for sure. Some day you're going to have to accept that you can't save me all the time. Didn't you notice? You have a hole in your heart." Charley pointed. "You should get it fixed."
The vampire looked down and felt the hole in his chest leading into his heart. "Where did it come from?"
"Me." the boy smiled harmlessly. "Bye Jer. We'll play ball another time."
Jerry gasped looking up but the kid wasn't there anymore and the entire flower field turned black.
X
He was angry at the stupid dream and shot open his eyes. He caught the wolf's snapping jaws finally shoving it away from the gaping indentation it had already drilled into his chest. The vampire then growled and quickly ripped apart the top half of the jaw from the bottom, tearing it away, then kicking the body off to the side of him. Jerry for a minute just laid there, at least little rest coming to him instead of nothing at all. He was breathing hard, bringing his hand over his chest not liking that the blood was flowing so easily. His heart was already punctured.
But he had a bigger problem than him laying there dying. There were more vampires and wolves out and about and all he could really think of was Charley. If they got Charley it would be the end of him. He didn't really care about the rest of the world, just the kid.
The minute he forced himself to get up it was with much difficulty. He was like a drunken man who couldn't find his stepping. So he supported himself up with a broken piece of counter top. Moving at all was bad for him. He started to cough up his own blood and grunted as he fell back to the floor annoyed with his weakness and the pain he was feeling. He was always supposed to be strong for Charley. What was happening. How was he supposed to save Charley when he couldn't even help himself.
He needed time to heal which would takes weeks considering he was attacked by more than one, including his own kind. If he didn't he would die. He was out of breath but knew he couldn't waste any more time. He saw this coming though. Anything for Charley.
Even his senses were off because he didn't sense that one wolf was still alive and sneaking up on him as he sat eyes closed holding his wound but before it even got close enough to him, Charley came in shooting it in the head with perfect shots over and over again. Not just three times but used up every bullet the gun could hold. His aim was flawless aswell as the way he composed himself. The animal fell to the ground again and the kid shot it one more time making sure it was dead.
Jerry was too flustered by the pain he hardly took notice of the wolf or even Charley. He opened his eyes. They were darker than usual. "Hey Charley." his voice softer and dimmer than ever. He started chuckling delusionally. He couldn't move or go anywhere like this.
Charley was already at his side trying to help him stand while helping him cover up his wound. Charley ripped off his plaid top and started to wrap the mans chest up. He couldn't believe this happened to Jerry. He wasn't used to seeing the man so helpless. He's never seen so much blood in his life. He thought Jerry was in a haze or something because he he seemed to be hallucinating. But he had forgot the more blood lost the more vampires strived for it and Jerry suddenly hissed shoving Charley away from him. "Go Charley!" Jerry could feel his senses aching and driving for Charley's blood. He needed his teeth to attach to the boys neck. But he promised the teen that he wouldn't hurt him.
"Jerry you're not going to make it. Just come with me. We need to get you out of here. It's not safe anymore for you." Charley ignored Jerry's first attempt at getting rid of him.
The vampire groaned his pain becoming more excruciating especially since he couldn't heal it. He hurled over onto his knees to throw up more blood. "I said go Charley." the vampire couldn't yell through the pain.
"I just saved your fucking life. That means I don't need you dead. I need you alive and with me Jerry!"
"I don't need you to be around me like this. I need time. Just go. Ten minutes. I'll meet you down." the vampire couldn't look at the kid because even doing that he would just attack him without thinking. That's how much he was needing blood.
"You can't save me all the time Jerry."
"I said leave!" this time the vampire managed to yell.
Charley stood feeling sorry for the man. He hated this. "Be safe okay." He wasn't affected by the outburst and turned and left. Jerry wasn't angry at him. He was mad at himself.
Charley ran back down to the garage area. He felt bad but Jerry needed his space. He would wait for him no matter how long it took. What was Jerry thinking, believing himself to take out more than one wolf at the same time?
His cell rung and it was Amy. He quickly answered it. "Amy whats going on?"
"Right now we are being stalked by wolves. Peter and Ed are in the back trying to get them off our tail. " On the other end he could hear alot of unpleasant nosies. Yelling. Wheels screeching. Barking.
"Okay where are you?"
"I'm driving in fucking circles. I don't know." she reacted. "We're still in the city."
Charley heard Peter shout "We have vampires now!"
"Amy hang on, I'll be there." He hung up and searched through the garage for a car he could hijack.
He found a nice one. It was an orange Lamborghini, just his luck because those cars were fast. He also didn't care whose it was and picked the lock to the car and to start the ignition. He's gotten better at picking shit. When he turned it on, the music came blasting on. It was rap, not his favorite.
'If you driving in the street hold on to your seat. Niggas grab your meat while I ride the beat. And if you see a shiny black Lamborghini fly by ya. Shoom! That's me the nightrider. Dressed in all black with the gat in the lap. Lunatics in the street gotta keep the heat. Sixty on the bezel, a hundred on the rings. Sitting pretty baby with a Cash Money bling 12 AM I'm on the way to club After three bottles I'll be ready to fuck...'
He quickly turned it down. And sat back thinking and trying to concentrate relearning everything. He hasn't driven for awhile but he knew how. He put the car in reverse backing out and then shifted it into drive. He pulled up at the end of the garage lot. No noise, no vampires yet, no werewolves yet. Not even Jerry. He wasn't worried about finding Amy and the others. "Just listen to the screams." he told himself.
He drove out more into the street and pulled up to a red light. He looked out every view of his mirrors and it must have been dead because everyone already fucking ditched during the disruption. He waited sitting patiently at the light even when it was green waiting for any sign of Jerry. "Please don't be dead, don't be dead." he kept checking the time and ten minutes was almost up. "Don't be dead." he continued speaking in whispers to himself while watching the side of the building hoping to see Jerry soon. "Come on Jer."
He knew Jerry wouldn't take the stairs.
Jerry stood up straight, stretching his muscles. His fingers. His legs. He had just finished taking blood from the wolves. It wasn't good for him, not like human blood but it would due for now. He needed strength for the rest of the night. Prometheus and Nathaniel were still out there and he needed to be ready to fuck more shit up.
He jumped out the window of the bathroom and from where Charley sat in the car he saw the vampire falling through the sky. He knew it was Jerry, as he was struggling to get his broken wings to work. He grinned and hit the gas driving straight to him.
The vampire landed crashing hard on the street, his wings giving up on him, causing a frightened audience to watch and gather. Cars on the road stopped. They were astonished at the creature. One they couldn't identify. A human man with unusual bat like wings.
It took him awhile to even make a movement and most thought he was dead so they started to get a closer look. They had there cameras out, snapping photos. Some were on there phones calling the police.
The humans gasped and jumped back when they saw the broken, mutilated wings twitch. Jerry made more movement in his fingers, his nails slowly retracting. The wings spazzed out again, and the humans sucked in breaths never seeing anything like this. It was common for them to be this curious.
He opened his eyes finally and stood like nothing happened. He cracked both sides of his neck and ignored the humans. He looked around; the world seemed quiet despite the annoying body of people around him.
Something buzzed in his ear, it hurt and he could swear something was fractured. The noise came louder and he turned frowning towards the car speeding straight his way. Were his senses that fucked up that he couldn't even stand the sound of a little car.
He smelt him and started walking towards the car geting ready to hitch a ride. He knew the kid would find him.
Charley sped passed him and Jerry flipped onto the roof of it and they took off down the road towards there friends.
Jerry climbed to the side of the car and hit the window wanting Charley to roll it down. He did.
"Sorry for yelling at you." Jerry sweetly apologized not wanting the boy to be mad at him.
"Yea." was all Charley said.
"Thanks for the lift." Jerry tried again.
"You looked like you needed it." Charley answered rudely.
"Can we talk?"
"Right now? Like this?"
Jerry climbed through the window and sat down. "It's about us."
Charley noticed the man picking at the shirt he helped wrapped his wound with and slapped his hand off. "Fucking stop picking at it. If you want it to heal keep it on and I'm not ready to hear about us yet."
"Fine." the vampire replied sitting back.
"Fine." Charley agreed.
"Whatever." Jerry crossed his arms.
"Whatever." Charley annoyed at the adults attitude started to focus back on the road.
More rap music was playing quietly and Jerry glared at the system. He hit the player and the music skipped then shut off.
"I was listening to that."
"No you weren't. You don't like rap." Jerry said looking out the window.
"How do you know that?"
"What does the meaning of watching you since you were born do you not get?"
"Well that's not fucking creepy at all."
Jerry shifted in the seat. The car was small for him. He started messing with the seats adjustments to and Charley kept looking at him finding that more interesting than keeping his eyes on the road. The vampire sighed annoyed in the cramped vehicle. He started to mess with the seat belt now. Charley thought he had A.D.D. The vampire got bored with it quick snapping it back into childs lock then proceeded to tug on the shirt again which he was so sure was causing his injury to itch.
"Jerry I said stop it!"
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