"Wake up William." Giles shook my body to wake me.
"What? I opened my eyes to find myself still strapped to the sodden bed.
"There is someone here to see you." Giles opened the door to my room and this guy wearing an ugly brown suite walked in.
"William Windsure I suppose." The guy looked at me in disappointment. "I here by make you the next slayer!" Giles' mouth dropped, my eyes got bigger like a child in a candy store.
"I thought guys could never be slayers." I looked at Giles, furrowed my brow and gave him a big smile.
"Yes well. William you seem to be right." The man in the ugly brown suite walked out.
"Giles, why am I here?"
"William I am in no liberty to say."
I got really mad and pulled on all four limbs, snap the braces snapped and I was free. The big guy was still standing where he was; he ran over and tried to hold me down. But like I promised I beat him to a bloody pulp. "Now if I can just find that Doctor. Giles was my mother a slayer?"
"Yes." I walked to a closet in the room and got my clothes out of it and got dressed.
"Giles. Do you think this is the power that Sweet was talking about?"
"Yes, and No.
" What do you mean?"
"There is still a power that one of you still need to gain. And by the looks of it, it's gonna be Emma."
"And, Giles this power is?"
"The prophecies say that one will become the hunter, and the other will become the hunted."
"What are you saying? That my sister is going to become a vampire?"
"In short yes."
Me still barefooted ran out of the room, out of the hospital. It was about 7:00 an hour after dark. I ran through town for about three hours. I got the pain in my side again, but I still kept running. I kept thinking, Why Me? Why does everything happen to me? I headed home, I looked behind me, I thought I heard something; I turned around and bumped into someone.
"Son!" The man in the picture Giles showed me was standing in front of me.
"D-dad?"
"Yes, William, its me." I ran to him and hugged him. Then I pushed away.
"You bastired! Why did you leave me? I needed you." I started to cry like a baby. I turned and ran home. But I ran the long way so it took me an hour to get home, it gave me another hour to think. As I walked in the door to home Giles ran up to me.
"William, I have some news for you, that your not gonna like, since you're a slayer. Your father's dead.
"What?" I had stopped crying before I got half way home, but I started up again. "And I called him a bastired, just an hour ago."
"You talked to him? And you didn't sense the vampire in him?" Giles looked puzzled.
"He's a, a vampire. And my mother was the slayer. What is wrong with that picture?" As I said that, the woman in the picture walked in from the kitchen.
"What? I opened my eyes to find myself still strapped to the sodden bed.
"There is someone here to see you." Giles opened the door to my room and this guy wearing an ugly brown suite walked in.
"William Windsure I suppose." The guy looked at me in disappointment. "I here by make you the next slayer!" Giles' mouth dropped, my eyes got bigger like a child in a candy store.
"I thought guys could never be slayers." I looked at Giles, furrowed my brow and gave him a big smile.
"Yes well. William you seem to be right." The man in the ugly brown suite walked out.
"Giles, why am I here?"
"William I am in no liberty to say."
I got really mad and pulled on all four limbs, snap the braces snapped and I was free. The big guy was still standing where he was; he ran over and tried to hold me down. But like I promised I beat him to a bloody pulp. "Now if I can just find that Doctor. Giles was my mother a slayer?"
"Yes." I walked to a closet in the room and got my clothes out of it and got dressed.
"Giles. Do you think this is the power that Sweet was talking about?"
"Yes, and No.
" What do you mean?"
"There is still a power that one of you still need to gain. And by the looks of it, it's gonna be Emma."
"And, Giles this power is?"
"The prophecies say that one will become the hunter, and the other will become the hunted."
"What are you saying? That my sister is going to become a vampire?"
"In short yes."
Me still barefooted ran out of the room, out of the hospital. It was about 7:00 an hour after dark. I ran through town for about three hours. I got the pain in my side again, but I still kept running. I kept thinking, Why Me? Why does everything happen to me? I headed home, I looked behind me, I thought I heard something; I turned around and bumped into someone.
"Son!" The man in the picture Giles showed me was standing in front of me.
"D-dad?"
"Yes, William, its me." I ran to him and hugged him. Then I pushed away.
"You bastired! Why did you leave me? I needed you." I started to cry like a baby. I turned and ran home. But I ran the long way so it took me an hour to get home, it gave me another hour to think. As I walked in the door to home Giles ran up to me.
"William, I have some news for you, that your not gonna like, since you're a slayer. Your father's dead.
"What?" I had stopped crying before I got half way home, but I started up again. "And I called him a bastired, just an hour ago."
"You talked to him? And you didn't sense the vampire in him?" Giles looked puzzled.
"He's a, a vampire. And my mother was the slayer. What is wrong with that picture?" As I said that, the woman in the picture walked in from the kitchen.