Chapter 3
Although classified as beings, vampires are some of the most vicious dark creatures ever to walk the Earth. They have no souls and kill without remorse.
Which is a must when you live off human blood, thought Remus.
Looking around, it was apparent that he was fairly well surrounded. Two of the vampires had stayed near the front door while the others had split up and were encircling him. The windows were either too small or too high up to be of any use to him.
Think. Church: bell tower, priest's office, Sunday school rooms. There must be a way to get to those from here.
His eyes searched through the darkness for a hallway or a staircase. Then he saw it. On his far right, half obscured by shadow, was a door. One of the vampires stood near it.
He must know it's there. He can guard it for the few seconds it will take for the others to come to his aid, and then I lose.
I mustn't alert them to what I am doing.
Remus turned to face the two vampires closing in on his left. He held his right hand, which contained the stake, in front of him and began to slowly back away, avoiding the pews. The two continued to move towards him cautiously. Remus' pace quickened. When he was halfway there he turned around and ran. He was almost at the door when the guard vampire launched himself at Remus from behind, wrapping his arms around his victim. The other two vampires stopped their pursuit, still a fair distance away.
Perfect, thought Remus.
He twisted in the vampire's grasp, wrapping his right arm around himself he plunged the stake into the space between his arm and chest. And found flesh. The vampire screamed as the wood drove through his heart, collapsing into dust.
Remus threw himself against the door, rattling the knob.
Locked.
Remus backed up and launched himself at the door, ramming it with his shoulder.
It gave.
He fell into the entryway, slamming the door shut behind him. He was in a short hallway. A few doors opened off either side, but they were all locked, and looked much sturdier than the one he came through. He headed directly for the stairwell at the opposite end.
By this time he could hear the first of the vampires entering the hall. Remus dashed up the stone steps, not bothering to look back.
The werewolf finally emerged in the bell tower, panting. He walked around the bell to stand on the edge of the edifice and gaze at the town below.
Why on Earth did you have to come up here? Now you really are trapped. There's no way you can fight them all without a wand.
"Seemed like a good idea at the time." Remus answered himself aloud.
The pounding of feet on stone stopped and Remus glanced around at the demons beginning to enter the tower.
You can't fight them all.
So he did the only other thing he could think of.
He jumped.