Snap!
A treebranch snaps in half under the foot of a running vampire in a large forest of South America. The vampire turned around and checked behind him as he continued to run with all of his energy and strength. He had tanned skin and raggy brown hair that looked messy with sweat much like his face and the rest of his body, he wore ony a pair of black jeans and a white sleevless shirt with a red flannle shirt over that, the clothes of a man he had just killed earlier. The vampire stopped and ducked behind a tree and hunched over breathing very hard and rugged, strange as a vampire didn't need air to breath, maybe it was out of habit? He heard more running steps behind him and suddenly took off again, one arm clutched around his stomach as he ran then suddenly he was only bones and dust as he fell to the edge of the forest grounds in scattered bones. A man and a woman, both dressed in Army like Camoflauged uniforms and weilding guns walked out from behind him. The man was striking familiar, tall and well built with a scar down one side of his face and sandy hair, the woman was a bit smaller but just as strong and had long lighter hair. One of the walkie talkies attatched to the mans waist started to fuzz and words came over it.
" Agent Finn report!" Said the man over the Walkie Talkie, the soilder took notice of this and picked it up and spoke into it.
" Agent Riley Finn and Agent Sam Finn reporting sir. Hostile #27 has been taken down and anhilated. Mission objective complete." Said the solider as he looked over the bones again, some of the vampires articles of clothing were scattered over the body.
" Riley." Said the woman, bending down and poked at the clothes. " Hostile #27 wasn't wearing these clothes when he escapted from the holding cells...."
" You think he bought them somewere?" Riley asked crouching down across from his wife.
" I don't think so, even if he did it might have spread if he touched anyone. Riley he might have killed someone." Sam said sternly.
" Do you think he could have turned the person?" Riley asked shocked.
" If he did then we are in serious trouble here Riley, this vampire might have infected someone and turned them making them even more dangerous they could be anywere in South America!" Sam said standing up.
" I don't think that he's in South America...." Riley said almost trance like staring straight ahead.
" What do you mean? How do you know the infected person is even a man?" Sam asked looking at were Riley was looking. " Oh god." Sam said as she saw a man clothed only by his boxers boarding an airplane, the side of his neck was bleeding severly. Riley and Sam took off towards the plane taking out there guns shouting at the man in the plane, but the small plane had already started to take off, the bleeding man piolting it.
" Damnit!" Riley cursed stomping his foot as the plane started to dissapear slowly into the dark sky. Sam jogged over to the navigator's cabnit and looked over a bilboard that was outside it on the wall. " What are you looking at?"
" It's the list of places were planes are departing and incoming."
" Well don't you have to know the serial number of the plane or something?"
" Photographic memory honey remember?" Sam said smiling at her husband who couldn't help but smile back at her.
" Oh no...." Sam said looking at something on the sheet.
" What? The number isn't on there?"
" No worse.... Look where it's heading Riley." Sam said pointing at the incoming place for the plane.
" #8345 departing Harajib South America and incomming.... Sunnydale Callifornia." Riley said staring at the paper intently.
A treebranch snaps in half under the foot of a running vampire in a large forest of South America. The vampire turned around and checked behind him as he continued to run with all of his energy and strength. He had tanned skin and raggy brown hair that looked messy with sweat much like his face and the rest of his body, he wore ony a pair of black jeans and a white sleevless shirt with a red flannle shirt over that, the clothes of a man he had just killed earlier. The vampire stopped and ducked behind a tree and hunched over breathing very hard and rugged, strange as a vampire didn't need air to breath, maybe it was out of habit? He heard more running steps behind him and suddenly took off again, one arm clutched around his stomach as he ran then suddenly he was only bones and dust as he fell to the edge of the forest grounds in scattered bones. A man and a woman, both dressed in Army like Camoflauged uniforms and weilding guns walked out from behind him. The man was striking familiar, tall and well built with a scar down one side of his face and sandy hair, the woman was a bit smaller but just as strong and had long lighter hair. One of the walkie talkies attatched to the mans waist started to fuzz and words came over it.
" Agent Finn report!" Said the man over the Walkie Talkie, the soilder took notice of this and picked it up and spoke into it.
" Agent Riley Finn and Agent Sam Finn reporting sir. Hostile #27 has been taken down and anhilated. Mission objective complete." Said the solider as he looked over the bones again, some of the vampires articles of clothing were scattered over the body.
" Riley." Said the woman, bending down and poked at the clothes. " Hostile #27 wasn't wearing these clothes when he escapted from the holding cells...."
" You think he bought them somewere?" Riley asked crouching down across from his wife.
" I don't think so, even if he did it might have spread if he touched anyone. Riley he might have killed someone." Sam said sternly.
" Do you think he could have turned the person?" Riley asked shocked.
" If he did then we are in serious trouble here Riley, this vampire might have infected someone and turned them making them even more dangerous they could be anywere in South America!" Sam said standing up.
" I don't think that he's in South America...." Riley said almost trance like staring straight ahead.
" What do you mean? How do you know the infected person is even a man?" Sam asked looking at were Riley was looking. " Oh god." Sam said as she saw a man clothed only by his boxers boarding an airplane, the side of his neck was bleeding severly. Riley and Sam took off towards the plane taking out there guns shouting at the man in the plane, but the small plane had already started to take off, the bleeding man piolting it.
" Damnit!" Riley cursed stomping his foot as the plane started to dissapear slowly into the dark sky. Sam jogged over to the navigator's cabnit and looked over a bilboard that was outside it on the wall. " What are you looking at?"
" It's the list of places were planes are departing and incoming."
" Well don't you have to know the serial number of the plane or something?"
" Photographic memory honey remember?" Sam said smiling at her husband who couldn't help but smile back at her.
" Oh no...." Sam said looking at something on the sheet.
" What? The number isn't on there?"
" No worse.... Look where it's heading Riley." Sam said pointing at the incoming place for the plane.
" #8345 departing Harajib South America and incomming.... Sunnydale Callifornia." Riley said staring at the paper intently.