Chapter 5:
After about ten minutes of useless driving, I feel as if I am getting nowhere and should call it a night. I hate giving up though; I park my car and sit there to ponder for a few minutes.
All of a sudden, I get a prickly sensation at the back of my neck. I am being watched, I realize suddenly, and turn around abruptly, my gaze on the tall shadow that looms the end of the street. Our eyes lock. My gaze has been known to burn holes when I want it to. I know for a fact that the person standing there is not human. But I smell fresh blood; a youngster, a newly created vampire who doesn't know what he has come face to face with. Finally, he blinks.
I am on him in a second.
"Who is your leader?" I ask him, shoving him on the ground roughly and placing my booted foot on his stomach. He refuses to reply and I press down with my boot harder; I know he feels as if his ribs are being broken into a hundred tiny pieces. "ANSWER ME!" I yell.
He smirks at me and I frown, annoyed. The little wiseass. Guess he doesn't know it's never a good idea to get me angry. I begin to get a firm grip on his neck when all of a sudden I feel searing pain in my right arm. I gasp—there is another one, and he has thrust his knife into my right shoulder with all his strength.
"Who the hell..!" I scream as I pull the knife out of my shoulder. It hurts. Now I have blood all over me, freely flowing across my elbows and onto my hands, but one thought keeps me going: I have to kill them. I have to. I can feel the intentions of these vampires and the only thing they have been created for is destruction.
I throw his own knife at him.
He catches it by the handle, something that even I cannot do.
"Holy shit," I whisper, and all of a sudden I know that this guy is strong, stronger than me and probably even stronger than Ray. His beady eyes are cold and without any compassion as him and his partner close in on me.
So I do the only thing I can do to save my own life, as much as it hurts my pride, I know I am left with no other option.
I turn around and make a run for it. Strangely enough, they don't follow me. Still, I know in my heart that this is not yet over. We will meet again, sooner or later…and this time, they are the ones that will be running for dear life.
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The next morning, I awake to the sound of a phone ringing somewhere off in the distance. I open my eyes groggily before I reach for the phone, taking a moment to examine my shoulder which was severely stabbed yesterday. The wound has, of course, completely healed. Like it never happened. I place the phone next to my ear.
"Yes?"
"Am I speaking to Pan Son?"
"Yes. Agent Briefs, how nice of you to call." I smirk, and in that moment I make a decision. "There's actually something I forgot to tell you about last night."
He is interested. "Such as?"
"I know who's responsible for those killings you've had around town recently."
He pauses. "Are you being serious?"
I raise an eyebrow. "I seldom joke, Agent Briefs."
"If that's the case, then I want you in here as soon as possible to discuss things. When can you make it?"
"I'm not coming down there," I tell him. "If you want the information you'll have to meet me somewhere seperately. I guarantee you'll be glad you came."
There is another brief pause. He seems to be considering. Finally he speaks again. "Where?"
"My house. I believe you have the address. Come as quickly as you can. I'll be waiting."
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Ten minutes later I hear a car screech to a halt in front of my place. I have to hide a smile. He came rather quickly. I open the door and let him in.
"Talk," he orders, fixing his cerulean eyes on me right away. He looks very unprofessional without his uniform. Dressed in expensive white slacks and a pale blue sweater that brings out his eyes, I have to say he looks rather handsome. Very handsome, actually.
"Have a seat," I tell him. He takes the chair opposite from me at my kitchen table, then looks at me expectantly.
"Look Agent Briefs," I start to say but he cuts me off.
"Trunks, please. Call me Trunks."
"Right," I say. "Trunks, listen to me. I know many things, but I don't want you to ask me how I know them. I am telling you this because I feel I can use you in this. The man that was found murdered last night, he was strangled to death, was he not? There were also other strange marks running upwards from his neck. In fact, every bone in his neck was shattered," I paused. He was looking at me strangely. "It takes a great deal of strength to snap every cervical in a man's neck. No human is that strong. It makes you wonder, doesn't it?"
He chooses his words carefully. "It makes me wonder how you know these things."
I shake my head. "I told you before not to ask me." I lean forward, touching his leg gently. "What I am trying to say, Trunks, is that the man you are looking for is not normal."
He frowns. "What are you implying?"
I lean closer, my hand still on his thigh. I gaze into his deep blue orbs, having a very sudden desire to be human again. To be this innocent. To not know anything about the evils of the world. "Just that," I say, a seductive note in my voice. "Your killer is able to do things most humans aren't."
He stares at my hand, as if trying to decide whether it is a precious jewel or a spider that has crawled onto his lap. Finally he clears his throat. "You are very alluring, Pan. Especially when you are trying to be persuasive. You weren't really looking for your car yesterday, were you?"
I shrug. "That's not important. What matters is that we need to get to the bottom of this. Before anyone else gets hurt."
He is silent for a few minutes. "Are you normal, Pan?"
I have to smile. "What do you think?"
"No," he says.
I pat his shoulder. "You go right on thinking that way, Trunks," I say, but in my head I am thinking, he already knows too much about me.
When all this is over, I am going to have to kill Special Agent Trunks Briefs.
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A/N: Ok I'm really sorry to say this, but the next chapter might take me longer than usual to post, simply because of the fact that I'm having finals (yes I actually plan to study for them..hehe). Give me two weeks at the most. Also next chapter I plan to include a bit of Trunks' POV. Don't forget to review :)
-Rose