A/N: Yay! Enough said..Well, anyway, This is supposed to be, the, uh, action part...grr, i am going to have problems with this, well, that's what i thought earlier too when i had a writer's block. Reviews help, they really do.
I almost forgot about Dr.Spence so ha-ha..not much time to live, though.

Chapter 29: Trick? Or Treat?

Death is not an ending…It is a withdrawal

The pool of red liquid had gone up to his knees now, the shower erupting with blood.
He remained calm just to piss her off. If he was going to die…he wasn't going to die without actually pissing someone off like he always did.

He shut his eyes, he was leaning on the wall, his cuffed hands in front of him. He was whispering something…trying to remember…

"A brief candle; both ends burning. An endless mile; a bus wheel turning. A friend to share the lonesome times. A handshake and a sip of wine. So say it loud and let it ring. We are all a part of everything. The future, present and the past…Fly on proud bird…"

On the other side of the glass, Drew was watching him, the amused look on her face had faded. Her face was of anguish, saddened by the dark circles under her eyes. She looked away in dismissal and looked back one more time before leaving, passing a table with a clock clicking away…

01:38:41, 01:38:40, 01:38:39...Death was only a few moments away from flooding him and swallowing him in whole.

Spence opened his eyes, "…You're free at last."

The underground sanctuary. Kasumi looked at the building. Could this be it? Would all this finally pay off? God, if David was alive she'd kiss him…or kill him for not telling her earlier. But she was still puzzled at how King knew. He had never said anything.

"It's through that wall…I know it." Kasumi muttered.

"This better be the place or I'll puke." King groused. "I wonder if vampires have ever heard of air fresheners…"

"…I wonder if you've ever heard of a bath." Abby said. King snorted.

Abby rolled her eyes. "You've been with me for so long--"

"You're right." King admitted. "So, what do I owe the…"

"Pleasure?"

"No, that's not it. Right now it feels a little like…regret."

The plan was for King to go around and find Patricia while Kasumi and Abby took care of the rest. If only King and Abby would stop bickering at each other. But King had one more thing in mind…

Caulder. The fucking traitor.

King shouldered his rifle and smirked. He seemed awfully cheerful lately…cheerful enough to almost jump off a building. He mock-saluted them with his gun.

"For those about to rock, I salute cha."

King smiled to himself. If he was alive, he'd kill me for this…

The crowd danced and danced, oblivious to what was about to happen.
Then--suddenly, a Ferrari drives through the front of the building and through the thick wall, down the small road underground. It plows through the crowd, into their 'secret' hideout, shearing boards in half.

There were screams all around as some vampires threw themselves out of the cars way.
This were, of course, the newly turned vampires. The untrained ones. The cocky assholes. No wait--those were all of them.

A vampire- one of them trained ones -emptied an entire clip at the front of the windshield, dicing it into nothing but smithereens, completely extinguishing the car and all the life within. He lowered the gun. Breathing hard.

He crossed the room and pulled the door open, it fell loose with a metal clang, something had been jammed against the accelerator pedal. The car was empty. The vampire snarled and furrowed his brow at this envelope, he tore it open. The letter read: FUCK YOU, he turned it over to the back, it said: LOOK UP, GENIUS

The vampire looks up, startled.

King waved his gun like a wand, strafing circle patterns, firing all the while. He jumped on it and the floor gave up and fell to the floor below, falling on top of--

--the vampire, squashing him.

King laughed, "Trick of treat."