Hope you liked the first chapter (even though no one reviewed, accept for two people, for which my pet werewolf Fluffy will eat the rest of you….). Anyway, sorry…
Just to point something out, I did reference the Underworld thing (it was with the OTHER disclaimers…)
Okay, this chapter, we meet Alex Van Helsing and his crew of vampire-hunting, wise-cracking, uber-heroes. Then there's Alex's little… problem. Curious? Read on and find out, then tell me what you think!!!
Chapter 2:
Sea-Tac Airport, Seattle, Washington
Three Days later
"Ah, Seattle; my favorite cest pool," Alexander Heller grumbled as he fought the crowds, pushing and shoving his way through a seemingly never-ending sea of people. And if there was one thing that made him uncomfortable, it was people.
"Alex!" his companion, a slim, geeky young man named Jesse Stone exclaimed, trying to keep up with him. He wasn't having much luck. Finally, Alex stopped and waited for him to catch up, dragging him the last few steps himself.
"Do I need to carry you?" the larger man snarled.
"No, no… geeze, Al, calm down," Jesse shrugged.
"Sorry, Jess," Alex rubbed a hand over his face, "Too many goddamned people…"
"Hey, no problem, Big Guy. Luggage is this way," the younger man grinned, leading him towards the luggage carousels.
The two looked to be just like any other travelers that crossed through the airport everyday. Well, almost normal, in any case. Alex "Heller" was a large man in his mid thirties, and with his near-shoulder-length shag of dark brown hair, even darker eyes and the short beard that crept across his face, he cut an imposing figure indeed; especially when one added his penchant for black leather. Jesse, while much shorter and considerably smaller than his companion, was altogether handsome in his own way (or at least that's what the females they knew told him; he still refused to believe it). His hair was a much shorter, lighter brown version of Alex's, and his eyes dark blue. He much preferred jeans, sweatshirts, t-shirts and his prized, but extremely ancient, leather jacket to leather, and anyway, he spent most of his time in the van, so it wasn't necessary for him to look like a badass vampire hunter.
But that was exactly what they were. Well, vampire hunters, and in Alex's case, a badass. Alex Heller, aka Alexander Van Helsing, descendant of the infamous Vampire hunter Gabriel Van Helsing. And his side kick Jesse Stone… well, no one's descendant, at least no one important, but still, the side kick to a badass vampire hunter.
They quickly collected their luggage and headed for the passenger pick-up, a full moon shining overhead. As expected, a black Explorer was parked at the curb, a tall blonde woman leaning against one side, and a bored-looking girl in her early twenties lying across the hood.
"'Bout time," the woman, a fellow hunter named Cassandra Walker, remarked with a grin.
"Seriously," the girl, the Cassie's twenty-two year old sister Lia, grumbled, jumping to the ground.
Alex's reply was a low growl.
"Testy, testy," the woman shook her head, "Must be that time of the month…"
This was both an inside joke and a reality, resulting from his ancestor being bitten by a werewolf. He had gotten a cure, but not before werewolf DNA had merged with his own. Not enough for a shift, but enough to make Van Helsing, and every descendant since, a little pissy around the full moon. The team jokingly referred to it as "Lycanthropic PMS". The plus side was that Alex was immune to the Lycan disease. He couldn't remember how many times he'd been bitten or scratched by a werewolf, but he had yet to turn furry and start howling at the moon.
"Can it, Walker," Alex snapped, what little patience he usually had stretched to the farthest limits.
"He's got a point," Jesse glared at her, "Besides, YOU weren't the one stuck with Mr. People-phobic throughout the entire trip. And as we all know, both, New York and Sea-Tac have more than a multitude of people. AND he's been pissed off 'cause he had to spend a whole three days without his precious weapons."
"Jess, you too," Alex muttered, opening the back of the SUV and dumping his gear inside. Jesse followed suit, nearly smacking himself in the face with his own luggage.
"It's okay, I'm okay…" he told the others, voice muffled by a dark blue jacket that had fallen into his face. He finally managed to get his things settled and climb in the back seat with Lia. Alex took off for home.
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