Disclaimer: LXG's not mine, never will be, none of the characters are mine, and so on, but feel free to pay me if you like.
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Now, to my faithful reviewers:
Cecily Marla Smith: Yeah, I probably should have stretched it out a bit more, but it was done on the spur of the moment, and I haven't had much time. Hopefully I'll be able to think the rest of it through more clearly though. Thanks for the tip about anonymous reviewers, I actually didn't know that I didn't let them review, but I've changed my settings now. Thanks for being the first reviewer! :)
Leah Tracy: Something tells me you only reviewed for the prize.....not that I blame you.....
Tonianne: That is so nice! I like you! Hope you like the next instalment as much.
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Okay, I think it's time to warn you now that I'm really bad at describing fights. And there's going to be a lot of fighting in this upcoming part, as anyone who has seen the movie knows. But bear with me, this whole story won't be about fighting, although I do understand that I will have to include more later on. I just hope you won't hate me too much.....
.....and yes, I know Tom should notice there's something wrong when Dorian turns out to be an immortal, but if you think about it, Tom I wouldn't have seen Dorian being shot, as he was chacing the Fantom at the time. God I love loopholes!
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Well, now that's done, on with the show.
Tom Sawyer the Vampire Slayer
Tom waited, his Winchester trained on Quatermaine, while the Fantom continued with his little speech. He was waiting for the opportune moment to strike. This guy really liked the sound of his own voice (a.n./get it? He's M!).
The Fantom kicked away Quatermain's relinquished weapon.
"If you're looking for the opportune moment," Tom thought to himself, "this is it."
He shot at one of the colleagues of the unfortunate man he had left outside. Before long, there was a frenzy of shooting, a furious battle between good and evil had begun.....
Even in Tom's own head, that sounded melodramatic. It was a really exhilarating fight though. There was something to be said for firing a gun; it really brought one a sense of empowerment....
.....Perhaps when this was all over, he might need some help. He was sounding crazier by the minute.
Tom marvelled at how he could think of such things whilst in the midst of all this chaos, while still battling bravely on. He guessed that he'd always be able to have his little reflections, no matter what was happening.
All thoughts of his own insanity were forgotten, however, when he was suddenly bombarded with attacks from the Fantom's henchmen. He guessed that was what happened when people found out that you had infiltrated their group to stop them from completing their mission.
Some people were just touchy!
When he ran out of bullets and had to reload, Tom realised that he could save a lot more bullets for the Fantom if he just started using his gun to fend off his attackers rather than firing it. He promptly started to do so, and found that he could manage just as well by using his gun as a truncheon.
His mind snapped back to his original task as he saw the Fantom escaping through the roof. He soon gave chase, but a mixture of the Fantom's head start and Tom's poor aim meant that the Fantom managed to escape.
"Damn," Tom muttered.
As Tom returned to the League, he found one of the Fantom's henchmen with a knife to the female member's throat. He soon trained his gun on the man, not that he thought he should fire it. His aim had been rather off lately.
Not to worry, though, as the rest of the League seemed to have exactly the same idea.
"Shoot," the cocky henchman dared them, "Go on!"
The rest of the league returned their weapons to their proper stations, including Tom.
"I guessed as much.....that they would do anything to protect you."
The woman wasn't fazed, however.
"See now, that's your biggest mistake," she told him, her hand slowly reaching for his knife, "Thinking that I need them to protect me."
She suddenly turned around, grabbed his neck in her hands and tore at his throat with her teeth.
"Whoa," Tom thought, "she's a vampire. They never mentioned this in the guidebook."
A sudden thought struck him.
"Wait a minute. She's the immortal!"
How was he going stop her?
To be continued......
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A.N I toyed with the idea of making this chapter longer, but I didn't think it'd work out. I'm going to put the rest on to another chapter, and hopefully it'll be much longer.
I didn't realise until I looked back over the first chapter, but I notice that I actually mentioned that Tom knew about there being a vampire in the League, but in this chapter he's surprised. Please just ignore it, 'cause it works well the way it is, so I don't really want to change it. Thank you for your co-operation! :)
I'm not really happy with how this chapter turned out, but I'm just glad I got it out of the way.
I'm getting desperate for more reviews, so I'm throwing in Stuart Townsend along with Shane West.
While I accept flamers, anyone who sends in one that isn't constructive criticism gets Hyde. And I'm not talking about Jason Flemyng!