Author's note: WOW! Things are certainly heating up! Hope everyone is safe and healthy out there xoxox

CH 16

Two people stood in front of them. Elon in shock. So much was happening so fast. He just wanted him and Steve to be okay.

"STAY AWAY FROM HIM. HE'S A PROPHETIC VAMP!" shouted a pretty blond girl with the strength of a thousand men, "I'm Buffy and this is my friend—" She gestured to the smiling man in the white t-shirt beside her. But before she could finish her sentence Elon exclaimed, "Tom? Tom Anderson? Is that you? WHAT are you doing here? Where have you been?"

"You know each other?" Said Buffy with a puzzled look.

"He's an old friend. Used to be in our top 8. But he just couldn't keep up, could you little Tommy?" Steve patronized, still with a wild look in his eye. Elon had never seen Steve behave like this before, it was strange. Tom didn't seem to care, he looked unbelievably chill considering the circumstances, "I guess I couldn't...the universe had other plans for me..."

Buffy raised her fists, preparing for the inevitable fight. Unable to control himself, Steve lunged at her. They began to battle, but Steve was no match for the vampire slayer. And she slayed him with a wooden dagger in the chest. Everything paused. Even the seals became quiet. Elon felt his whole world fall apart. The pain was unbearable, as if he too had a dagger in the heart.

"NOOOOOOOOO" He yelled in utter despair at the sudden loss of his best friend. Steve's body dissolved into a trillion megapixels and as if he was being uploaded in midair...was sucked into Elon's apple watch.

"HOW COULD YOU? HOW COULD YOU KILL STEVE?!" Elon was crying.

"Look, I'm sorry. It had to be done. Everything will make sense one day. I promise" Tom said as he put a sympathetic hand on Elon's shoulder. Elon pulled away in a rage.

"He was a vampire... he was going to kill you... he wasn't the man you once knew anymore", explained Buffy.

"I don't believe you... he still cared about me... his soul was still there... I could feel it..he called me trying to warn me about something...I didn't even had a chance to ask to him about that" Elon couldn't take this anymore. He had to leave California. He had to leave the country. He had to grieve in his own way. The sun was starting to come up now. He had been out all night. He left the beach and went directly to his electric powered private jet.

"Elon! Good to see you. Where are we headed to next?" Asked the pilot joyfully.

Elon was still in a state of shock after everything that happened in the past 24 hours, but answered, "take me to...Wuhan...Wuhan, China."