CHAPTER FOURTEEN: Just Before Dawn
Julia Hoffman, dressed in a dark green pantsuit, carried a shotgun in her delicate hands. There was a cross around her neck, a crossbow strapped to her back, and a wooden stake hidden in her jacket. On her face was a look of pure determination. It was less than thirty minutes before dawn when Julia reached the summit of Widow's Hill.
The vampire Roxanne was holding her lover, cradling him like a baby. It was the goddess Venus holding her Adonis in the night. There were wounds on Barnabas's neck, Julia could see the blood. Roxanne bent to kiss Barnabas, again and again. Then, Roxanne tore into his throat and drank. The vampire's white hands unbuttoned Barnabas's shirt, exposing the wound above his heart. Her head moved down to his chest to drink from his heart. As Roxanne bit into Barnabas's hairy chest, Julia approached them, aiming her shotgun.
"Get away from my man, you BITCH!" This was the first time in her entire life that Doctor Julia Hoffman had ever used that word. But, Julia was a new woman now, her love had made her strong.
"Did you just call me a bitch, Julia?" Roxanne reared up her head, the red hair tossing in the wind, and the red satin gown billowing in the breeze. Roxanne's sharp fangs gleamed in the moonlight. Julia fired at Roxanne, hitting her breast. Blood flowed from the wound, almost hidden in the red fabric. Roxanne roared in fury.
"Bring it on, BITCH!" Julia screamed wildly at the top of her voice as she fired again. This time the bullet hit the vampire's white face and gored the lovely features.
"You're calling me the bitch?" Roxanne asked as she approached Julia, hissing and baring her fangs, "Who just shot me in the face?"
"You're right, honey," Julia said, "You're not the bitch, I am. Hear that, Barnabas, I AM THE BITCH!" Julia fired another shot at Roxanne, this time it hit her neck. Roxanne was totally covered with her own blood. Roxanne's iron hands bit in to Julia's shoulders.
"Listen to me," the vampire said, "I'm going to drink your blood and make you into a vampire and then I'm going to make your immortal body suffer and suffer and suffer until you wish you could die but you never will." Roxanne's teeth bit into Julia's neck, but then the vampire drew back in horror from Julia's cross necklace. Using this opportunity, Julia pulled the crossbow out and launched an arrow at Roxanne. The wounded vampire shrieked as the bolt hit her, not in the heart, but in the stomach. Roxanne was at the very edge of the cliff, teetering on the brink of falling. Julia ran to the edge, taking the wooden stake from her jacket, with every ounce of strength she possessed, Julia pushed the stake into Roxanne's heart and then the vampire fell. Roxanne's dead body fell down and crashed upon the rocks at the bottom of Widow's Hill.
As Roxanne went over the edge, Barnabas screamed, "Josette! Josette! Oh, nooo!" Julia went to him, but he simply screamed 'Josette' again and then fell back to the ground. Julia quickly took her beloved's pulse.
"It's too late, he's dead."
Julia Hoffman, dressed in a dark green pantsuit, carried a shotgun in her delicate hands. There was a cross around her neck, a crossbow strapped to her back, and a wooden stake hidden in her jacket. On her face was a look of pure determination. It was less than thirty minutes before dawn when Julia reached the summit of Widow's Hill.
The vampire Roxanne was holding her lover, cradling him like a baby. It was the goddess Venus holding her Adonis in the night. There were wounds on Barnabas's neck, Julia could see the blood. Roxanne bent to kiss Barnabas, again and again. Then, Roxanne tore into his throat and drank. The vampire's white hands unbuttoned Barnabas's shirt, exposing the wound above his heart. Her head moved down to his chest to drink from his heart. As Roxanne bit into Barnabas's hairy chest, Julia approached them, aiming her shotgun.
"Get away from my man, you BITCH!" This was the first time in her entire life that Doctor Julia Hoffman had ever used that word. But, Julia was a new woman now, her love had made her strong.
"Did you just call me a bitch, Julia?" Roxanne reared up her head, the red hair tossing in the wind, and the red satin gown billowing in the breeze. Roxanne's sharp fangs gleamed in the moonlight. Julia fired at Roxanne, hitting her breast. Blood flowed from the wound, almost hidden in the red fabric. Roxanne roared in fury.
"Bring it on, BITCH!" Julia screamed wildly at the top of her voice as she fired again. This time the bullet hit the vampire's white face and gored the lovely features.
"You're calling me the bitch?" Roxanne asked as she approached Julia, hissing and baring her fangs, "Who just shot me in the face?"
"You're right, honey," Julia said, "You're not the bitch, I am. Hear that, Barnabas, I AM THE BITCH!" Julia fired another shot at Roxanne, this time it hit her neck. Roxanne was totally covered with her own blood. Roxanne's iron hands bit in to Julia's shoulders.
"Listen to me," the vampire said, "I'm going to drink your blood and make you into a vampire and then I'm going to make your immortal body suffer and suffer and suffer until you wish you could die but you never will." Roxanne's teeth bit into Julia's neck, but then the vampire drew back in horror from Julia's cross necklace. Using this opportunity, Julia pulled the crossbow out and launched an arrow at Roxanne. The wounded vampire shrieked as the bolt hit her, not in the heart, but in the stomach. Roxanne was at the very edge of the cliff, teetering on the brink of falling. Julia ran to the edge, taking the wooden stake from her jacket, with every ounce of strength she possessed, Julia pushed the stake into Roxanne's heart and then the vampire fell. Roxanne's dead body fell down and crashed upon the rocks at the bottom of Widow's Hill.
As Roxanne went over the edge, Barnabas screamed, "Josette! Josette! Oh, nooo!" Julia went to him, but he simply screamed 'Josette' again and then fell back to the ground. Julia quickly took her beloved's pulse.
"It's too late, he's dead."