"Do not fuck with me!" Duane screamed as he pointed his gun at a middle aged man. That man coincidentally happened to be the town mayor.
"Is this neccesery?" Overhaul asked curiously.
The mayor was afraid. A complete stranger leading a group of even stranger strangers was pointing a gun at him and yelling loudly, not to mention cursing every other word. He had every right to be scared. Duane knew what he was doing and he had the mayor at a state of fear. Breaking any initial ocmmunication barriers they shared. Duane wanted to break the mayor. Make him feel helpless, he's more likely to answer your questions that way.
"If you answer my questions." Duane began to pace, he wanted to draw this out, make the uncomfort become unbearable. "You will live. Its not too horribly complicated." He announced.
The mayor was simply horrified. "I dont know a-a-anything about no vamp-vampires! Please, leave me alone!" He looked as if he was going to cry.
Xavier carried in a comprehended guard. "Is this the kind of marking you were refering to?" He pointed to a small insignia on the mans collarbone. It looked like an odd L with a dot filling the void space in a small box.
"Now you're harbouring familiars!" Duane threw his arms in the air as he yelled aggressively. "Dont know anthing about no vampires eh! Well your friend here has a nice tag that says he works for their blood sucking asses!"
The mayor seemed frantic, for a city mayor he sure seemed very nervous and easily startled. "I dont know what you're talking about!"
Duane pointed his gun closer to the mayor and yelled. "I said stop fucking with me! Vampires have inhabited your town for some time now, am I correct?" He began to yell louder. "Tell me I'm wrong! Correct me!"
The mayor seemed on the verge of tears. "I swear to you sir... There are no vampires! Please, PLEASE dont hurt me!" He was begging Duane, he was so afraid and looked like he'd soiled himself.
Duane knew he had his mayor on the verge. He'd almost broken him. He'd nearly gottin him on the gun alone. This guy deserved some credit. Not all mayors could stand off a appeared maniac especially a maniac with a gun. But he didnt deserve he credit now. Maybe after Duane deserved some credit after saving their sorry town. Too bad neither of them would recieve their due.
Duane looked to Xavier. They had discussed a plan on the drive into town. It was a plan that Overhaul had disagreed with. But it was never easy to go through with those wierd or insane kind of plans that were often last resourts. And despite the severity of the situation. Duane was prepared to do what he had to do.
"Do it Xavier..." and Xavier walked out of the room. Duane after mentioning to Xavier looked back to the Mayor. "You just had to push me, didn't you?" He was pacing again. "And now you're going to pay.
Overhaul looked somewhat hesitantly. "Is this really neccecery Duane?" Who replied with a swift nod.
The mayor looked curious. "Is... is what neccecery? What's going on?" Xavier was seen agian as he pulled in the mayors daughter. She was kicking and screaming, begging to be let go.
"Believe me, I didnt want to have to take it this far mister mayor." Duane said as he drew a second gun and pointed at the daughter.
"You- You're bluffing! You wouldnt, you wouldnt da- you wouldnt dare!" The mayor studdered out. Really afraid that yes, he would dare.
Duane smirked sinisterly "You have no right to judge what I wouldn't and would dare do." He looked at him. "I bet you're betting your daughter could out maneuver me if you called fora distraction? That if she were to run that I'd miss... Overhaul, the ash tray."
Overhaul tossede the ash tray ino the air. Duane pulled the trigger twice. The ash tray burst into dosesns of peices. Duane held back a laugh, partially because he didnt want the situation to get too eerie and partially because he knew it would be slightly inapropriate. Despite the fact that he was holding a gun to both the mayor AND his daughter.
"See... I have the best shot you've probably never seen Mr. Mayor. Tell me everything you know about the vampires, or your daughter will become just another victim. I am trying to help you but your persistant denail only thrusts you deeper and deeper into danger. So you have three options: One; you can keep up this moronic charade and forfit your daughters life. Dont think im bluffing, mister mayor I will shoot your daughter. Two, you can forfeit your own life, and hope the vampires dont get her after we leave town. Beleive me we ARE your last resourt. We have bigger shit to deal with than some dinky florida town overran with vampires! And three; you can help me out. We'll take care of this vampire problem you have. And you'll never see me or my friends or any vampires again!" Duane finished his rand and looked to the mayor "So whats it gonna be?"
The mayor seemed scared, uncertain, unsure what to do. He looked to his daughter, who seemed so scared, so helpless. Then he looked to Duane, this maniac seemed so serious. He didnt want to feel the wrath of the vampires. So he was going to trust this guys word. "What... what do you want to know..." he said with a heavy breath.
Duane looked to Xavier "Let her go..." he said as he pulled a chair over to the mayor. "Start from the beginning. How quickly did it happen, where can we find them, how many of them are there?"
The mayor sighed. "I dont know exactally how long ago it was. But I know they've been here atleast a month... I know that there's atleast 20... They've pretty much killed or vamped anyone who's opposed them. So they could have over 50! I dont know how the 5 of you propose you can solve this problem?"
Duane smirked, "Its quite simple, actually." He stood up. "Find the leader, bootfuck him, and the rest should know where they can go... the fuck away that is."
The mayor wasn't sure to trust the help of this brutish interloper. But anyone who was willing to help his small town he was thankful for. "I dont know where they're hiding out. But I think I know who you can talk to for that. The Butcher, was the first person who encountered the vampires. Thats what i've heard. Talk to the butcher, I beet you'll get your information."
Xavier looked "And just where can we find the butcher?"
The mayor got up and looked to his daughter, immediately walking over to her and giving her a large hug before looking to the group. "The Professional Butcher Block. Its on the main street when you're coming into town. You cant miss it."
Duane nodded "Alright boys, we're going to go butcher the Butcher." He said as he holstered his guns and the mayor breathed a deep breath as Duane, Xavier, Overhaul and the identical looking Hack and Slash all left his house. Quickly he breathed a sigh of relief as the maniacs left his home.
As they all got into their hummer Duane got into the drivers seat and waited impatiently for the rest of them to go. Once they were all In he backed out of the driveway and sped away from the mayors house as he drove aggressively to the butchers store. He was anxious to get things to a point where he could take a break, or just kill some vampires. Either would have done really but he wanted to kill some vampires. And if this butcher was the gateway for him to iradicate this town of its undead plague, then so be it.
Pulling upto the parking lot, the word plain came to mind to describe "The Professional Butcher Block" Then agian, that word came to mind when describing the entire town. Essentric was clearly not in the collective vocabulary of the town at the time of its conception.
Duane parked the hummer and looked "Okay... We dont know how reluctant or accepting this man will be to provide us with the information we need so be prepared if we either have to use force or may not have to use any."
Duane lead the group, pulling open and entering the butcher block. Duane saw a person huddled over the counter, not facing the door. "Are you the-" His sentence was cut off when he was not responded to by a brutish looking butcher who cut up pigs and animals for a living. In stead of that a slim, short black haired woman dressed in black coveralls. She had to be atleast in her mid thirties but she was definately not the kind of person who worked in a butcher block. "Butcher..." Duane said finishing his sentence.
"Who wants to know?" Came her hasty reply.
Duane looked to her curiously. How to deal with this, he wasn't very certain of. He decided a polite approach at first. "Im hoping you can help me out." He extended a hand politely. "I am Patrick McCartty." She shook his hand with an surprisingly firm grip. "Isabelle, how can I help you. Mr. Mcartty?"
Duane looked "I'd like to know if you could help me out. Word around the city is that there have been some odd things happening. And they say you were the first to encounter it."
"You mean the vampires. Listen, you're cute. But you dont need to sugar it down. Those blood sucking fucks have been trying to get me ever since I killed a couple of them a while back."
Duane looked "Hmm... good. Well Im not going to lie to you. Can you keep a secret?" She nodded. "Im part of a government agency, we're here to eliminate the vampire problem. Any help you could give us would be greatly apreciated."
Isabelle thought. "Well... The only reason I am alive now.." she pulled the top of her overalls aside exposing her chest a little bit, next to her breast which was covered by a bra, was a unique tattoo. "I am the leaders familiar... I can bring you to him. I just hope you're as tough as you are good looking.
"You're very compliant..." Duane looked curiously.
"Those fucks killed my husband. I'll do anything to see them get their just desserts." She said with a nod.
Duane looked to his crew. "Well.. she's in." he looked back to Isabelle. "Well, when are you usually summoned to him?"
"Actually, he usually comes to me." Isabelle replied with a small smile. "But umm... if your crew could work around that perhaps we could come to a solution."
Duane looked "When do you close?"
Isabelle replied with a raised eyebrow. "Umm, 9:00, why?"
Duane said with a grin. "Perfect. Here's what we'll do. Overhaul and I will pose as employees. The rest of the team will be disbatched around the neighbourhood. When your sire, so to speak, arrives; he'll be ambushed and we'll eliminate him as easily and quickly as possible. "
"And what if the fish doesn't bite, so to speak?" Isabelle replied curiously. "Then what."
Duane looked. "Has he visited you at work before"
"Of course, Im always in here late, especially since he eliminated 70 of my damn work force." she mentioned bitterly.
"Exactally, so he'll come looking for you, and we'll ambush him. It'll be perfect." Duane clapped.
Xavier walked forward and spoke rather dryly. "And what exactally do you require Hack, Slash and myself to do?"
Duane smiled "You have your communicators, I believe? We'll give Isabelle one, and Xavier, I trust you to lead Hack and Slash and set up a security perimeter. If he brings company, you eliminate it. But they cannot know anyone is there, If you have to take him out, good. But make sure you alert us."
Xavier nodded and walked out with Hack and Slash. Isabelle turned around and looked to Overhaul and Duane. "The coveralls are in the staff room. Let me get you guys situated."