Evil Ed

Well, Charley was right. It isn't so bad down here. Man, I wonder what time it is... I looked around the darkened room. There were some boxes full of junk, probably, and some old furniture. But other that, it was pretty roomy. I lie back down, and stretched. I need some sleep, a lot of sleep. Guess I'll... just... And with that, the young vampire fell into a deep sleep. Charley was sitting upstairs, talking to Peter.

"Well, what are we gonna do?" Charley asked.

"What do you mean we? He came to you for help not me."

"Oh, please. It sounds like you're scared of him."

"I am not." Charley looked at Peter. Man, he is such a bad liar. It's so obvious he's scared. But then again, you can't blame the guy. Ed did try to kill him after all...

"Look, I'll go have a talk with him. He did come to me for help after all." Standing up, Charley walked towards the basement. He looked towards the windows. Near dark. Guess it's as good a time as any. Opening the door, he made his way down the basement stairs. When he got to the bottom, he turned the light on.

Charley spots Ed laying on the floor, blanket tossed aside. Smiling, he makes his way over to the smaller boy. He shook him gently to wake him up. Ed's eye opened slightly, peaking to see who disturbed him from his sleep. Stretching, he sat up and yawned.

"So, what's up Charley?"

"Peter's here."

"Really? Is he still mad about..."

"Yeah."

"Oops."

"Oh yeah. More than you know."

"Man. What a mess I've gotten myself into. I can't even kill anything to survive!"

"Hey, it's not...entirely...your fault..."

"Spare me the pity Brewster! I knew what I'd gotten myself into! I knew!"

Ed started shaking. This was more than he could handle. Deep inside he knew that no matter what he did, he was a goner. No one would want to help him. No one... Charley looked down at his friend with sadden eyes. He wanted to help Ed, he really did. But how... An idea came to Charley. His face lit up with hope.

"I'm gonna go talk to Peter, Ed. I've got an idea." And he rushed up the stairs. Well, maybe I'm not a goner after all... I only hope Charley knows what he's doing. For both of our sakes.

The Emcee: Sorry for the short chapter but I wanted to build the suspense. To find out Charley's plan, read the next chapter.