I know he's speaking to me in English but I get nothing. Although simple choices of words to follow yet I can't get with this guy, there's something on him that kind of makes me trust him and then again not. The only word I can describe him is mysterious.
"Why are you still here, Blondie?" I heard his voice in my mind.
"Me? Why are you still here? You think you can finish this spirit by killing-?" I remarked in my mind. He can communicate like me by mind if he wants to.
"Freeze right there murder!" Called a familiar woman's voice firmly and heard a gun clicking behind me from a certain distance. I slowly turned around and at the other end of the street I recognized Flora with a rifle pointed at me. "I should have known, you're working together. If not then step aside!"
The stranger remained silent with his smile.
"What?" I exclaimed.
"Don't move or I'll feed you a bullet! I mean it!" She tightened her grip onto her rifle.
"How about you hear his side of the story and lower your gun, Flora?" I suggested with a calm voice and stepped closer.
She shot to the ground in front of my feet. "I won't! He murdered my sister! He was there! Those eyes! No one can miss them! On the morning she was found he smiled like he does now." She walked up slow and steady with her rifle.
I threw a brief glance over my shoulder to the stranger. He was quiet and still like a statue, still grinning as before. What is up with this guy? Are all vampires or whatever like that?
"I understand the hate you have, Flora. Why don't you lower the gun and we can talk? Why are you so convinced it was him? Only because of his smile? Because he's a stranger?" I asked in a soft tone.
She blinked for a moment as tears welled in her eyes. "He smiled nevertheless!"
"What proof do you have that he did it?" I asked softly and slowly walked up to her. She breathed through open mouth and slowly and gently I was able to remove her rifle from her hand and unload it. "Although I agree with you, his smile and appearance are scary and easy to place suspicion on." I paused. "But that doesn't mean he is the murder." I gave her a friendly smile although realizing how similar that sounds with me. Flora began to tremble and tears streamed from her rosy cheeks. Gently and slowly I embraced her to comfort. I turned to him but he was gone.
"Who said that I left?" I heard his voice in my mind.
"Where are you, why did you leave?"
"There are things that not everyone should know."
"You know sooner or later the truth will out someday. What's your name?"
"You may call me Alucard."
A strange name for a mysterious stranger. His red glowing eyes are a clear signal of warning of what he is capable of. I don't even want to know what he did in his past, especially when he lives of blood. But in order to catch this dark spirit I need his help.
"Wher-where is he?" Wondered Flora as we opened the embrace.
"He is trying to catch the monster that kills people here."
She gasped amazed. "He-? Wait! What proof do you have that he is not the monster? Why should I believe you?" Flora asked suspiciously.
"That's up to you what and who you want to believe."
Flora stared at me speechless.
"Flora! Are you alright? I heard a shot." Came the sheriff running towards us.
Flora gave a tired nod. "Everything's alright."
"What happened?" He wondered and gave a suspicious glance at me, one all too familiar.
"A misunderstanding, nothing more." She assured and smiled.
"Huh." Gave the sheriff shortly with the same glance as before. "I'm heading back, should I escort you home, Flora?"
"I'm fine with him." She stepped closer to me. Without thinking I placed my arms around her and grinned broadly.
Sheriff nodded with his hat bidding goodnight and walked off with a brief glance over his shoulder.
Once he was out of sight Flora gave a mighty strong push at my stomach. I exclaimed in pain.
"Keep your hands to yourself, creep!" She exclaimed angered.
No matter, it was worth it. She's so warm and soft to the touch, even her lovely hair.
"Come on, let's find the true murder while it's still dark." She walked ahead.
Quickly I pulled myself together and caught up with her. Together we searched behind every shadow, nook and cranny and still found nothing. I felt my heart going badaboom-badaboom a few times as a shadow moved. I couldn't help screaming because it was pretty damn scary, even when it was just a cat.
Flora gave me every time a slap on the face to stop screaming, I was making her uneasy over the time. We kept searching without success until the two suns began to rise, the monster was nowhere in sight nor did I see Alucard. As Flora began to yawn she decided to end the search for the night and catch up some sleep and headed home. I did the same by sleeping on the street; I don't know how long or short I slept when I felt a kick at my boot. "Huh?" I groaned tiredly and blinked while my eyes get accustomed to the bright sunlight.
"Sleeping on the job?" Wondered the dark figure. I recognized his voice immediately, it was Alucard with his broad smirk that you can not miss.
"You said this thing would only appear at night so I'm taking the chance to catch my sleep." I yawned.
He scoffed. "No rest for the wicked, Blondie. You still don't know what you're up against."
"Yeah well, I'm still having some trouble wrapping up this vampire thing. Speaking of vampires, shouldn't you go and take cover from the sun?"
"Ha, I'm no ordinary vampire." He gave a short laugh. "I suggest you wrap it up quickly before night falls."
"Then you know how to kill it?"
Alucard crossed his arms. "Usually I do but this one is immune to usual and silver bullets."
I blinked; am I hearing this right? "Silver bullets?" I repeated out loud.
"No usual bullet can kill a vampire or any creature of the night as a matter of fact. Holy water can wound them but not lethal and using a wooden stake will cost your life."
"How were you able to afford something so expensive and not to mention rare?"
Alucard grunted. "That's irrelevant."
Whatever the answer may be but he sure knows how to be mysterious. I got up on my feet. "So what do you suggest to do?"
"You go and search after that vampire, now that it's resting it will be easier for you to find it."
"Again? What will you do at the time?" I wondered. Dare he catches up his sleep.
"I'll find a way how to finish this vampire once and for all. There are still few ideas left to try." He began to smile broadly.
It sounded plausible but also not so good at the same time, as if having the intention of doing something really bad or even terrible.
"Give me your hand, I need blood."
I laughed nervously. "You're kidding, right?"
"Give me your hand." He demanded slowly and slightly angered.
"Why? Just to drink blood?"
"No, so that I can locate you easier when you will encounter the creature. Perhaps even just to drink." He smirked.
"Then let's make a deal. You kill no one for blood but you can take mine."
He smiled. "You keep your softness quite high and mighty. Very well since you offer yours it is a deal." He held out his hand to shake.
We shook on it and before I knew I felt a stinging pain at my hand. I winced with clenched teeth as a reaction as he bit me. As quickly as it came it went.
"That was only a deal for blood Blondie but don't get soft for that creature, its time is due." He spoke through my mind and vanished into the shadows.
Oh man, I have to go search for that creature again. I sighed annoyed. Anyway, he does have a point and then again not. Dare he sleeps while I'm searching.
Quickly I bound my wound at the hand and walked off. I walked as far my legs can carry and searched as far my eyes could see and still found darn nothing. Walking kept me awake all this time but the hunger for food made me even more tired. I'll take a break and get something to eat, maybe a stop at the bakery could lift my spirits from feisty Flora.
As I arrived the lights were on but no one in sight. Strange for this time of being? I approached carefully into the bakery, the lovely smell of fresh doughnuts made my stomach rumble. Still no person in sight, something's not right. Quickly I grabbed a doughnut and dared to search behind the counter. There was a closed curtain that I remember last time Flora's mother came through. A soft-spoken voice of a man was heard behind the curtain, hard to define who it is exactly. Quietly I as could I peeked through the curtain and saw in the other room furniture but no person in sight. Quietly as I could I sneaked in. The voice grew clearer and what I saw with Flora was a total stranger with blood red eyes like Alucard's.