Ah, finally, the chapter of the mission. Enjoy! - Arietty

Josef read the address on the fax paper several time until it was memorized. He pulled on a more comfortable clothing for wrestling in, if that was necessary, a tight black t- shirt and black sweatpants (still fitting his mood).

The night was starting to turn darker, and the sun was almost completely down. Josef grabbed his car keys from the table beside his door, and headed on out.

All of the car ride there, Josef wondered what he'd be expected to do. Nicholas didn't specify whether to kill the newborns or to stake them. Josef had a handful of stakes in the back, just in case.

Josef started turning into a less lively sort of town, more like a ghetto. It seemed to be a barrio of some sort; Josef had never been down there. He turned when he saw the said warehouse, and parked outside of it. Josef grabbed two stakes from the backseat of his car and slipped them into his pocket, ready to kill (literally).

The door was creaky when it opened, and the room was pitch black. The first thing Josef noticed was the smell of old blood; it filled him up, and he became incredibly thirsty. He shuffled through the door, and closed it shut quietly.

Josef felt his way through, pleading for his eyes to adjust quickly. Then, he'd be able to see as if it were day time. Josef sniffed, following the scent of the spilt blood.

The room was wet, and there was a strange noise to it. Josef closed his eyes, smelling the air. All of a sudden, he felt a large blow from his back.

Josef fell to the ground, and saw a larger figure above him. Josef pulled out a stake, and raised it. The figure kicked Josef's hand, and he let go of the wooden stake. The figure kicked Josef again, and Josef sprang up, his fist shooting out. He punched the figure in what appeared to be his nose, and then Josef swooped up, standing on a pipe, looking down on the figure below. The figure paused, and then flew up beside him. Josef squinted in the darkness, and realized who it was. He gasped.

Nicholas Farrell stood, smiling at Josef.

"Hello." He said, and Josef let his fists fall. Then, Nicholas flew at him, and Josef fell to the floor with a thump.

"Never let your guard down!" Nicholas hissed, and elbowed Josef's gut. Josef cringed in pain, and tried to kick the old vampire off of him. It didn't work. Josef snarled as his fangs stuck out, and tried to shove Nicholas off of him. It worked this time, and Josef punched the vampire in the face.

Nicholas roared in fury a swept Josef's feet, and he fell to the ground. He pinned Josef down, and Josef struggled beneath him. Nicholas raised his head, and Josef quickly moved his head, and Nicholas's mouth hit the iron floor. Josef kicked Nicholas in the groin while he was down, and pushed on top of him. Josef was sitting on Nicholas, and started swiping at his eyes.

Nicholas's eyes gleamed bright orange, and he screamed out. "Give it up, Josef! You'll never win this battle!" Nicholas started to make a deranged hissing sound with his mouth. Josef wondered if he was having a seizure. Then, he sensed the presence of others. Josef looked around, and saw at least fifty vampires encircling him, smirking. Josef gulped.

Nicholas took this time, and slammed his palm into Josef's chin. Josef fell back, but instantly sprang up. Nicholas stood back, and smirked at Josef.

"Well done fighting, Josef. You truly would make a good elite." The others laughed. Nicholas did, too. "However, I find you more of a threat than a friend, I'm so very sorry. I have no use for you. Elites..." He said, gesturing to the vampires. He pointed his finger at Josef. Suddenly, fifty vampires were on top of Josef, and he couldn't get away.

Nicholas started laughing manically, and soon, the vampires stood away from him. Josef wasn't dead; that wasn't Nicholas's intention...yet. Josef lay on the ground, panting, and his eyes half shut, fighting to be open. Nicholas moved to the side of the room, and picked up the stake he had kicked out of Josef's hand. He moved over Josef. Then, he plunged the stake into Josef's heart.

Josef gasped, and his eyes stood out wide. His head fell to the floor, and he made a slight choking sound. Nicholas grinned.

"Bye, bye Josef. Oh, and just so you know..." Nicholas bent over and grabbed Josef's face, so Josef had no choice but to look at him. "We know where your girlfriend is; we'll make her death a little slower, and little more painful." If Josef could move, he would have ripped off Nicholas's head with his own bare hands. Nicholas smirked.

"We'll just leave you here, knowing you can't help your little girlfriend. We'll bring her here, and make you watch her die, unable to do anything, but having to watch." Josef couldn't do anything, but he was screaming inside. Nicholas smirked, and made a hand movement for the others to follow him. Some of them pointed and laughed at Josef, and the others kicked him as they walked by.

Soon Josef was alone, and he knew if he could move he'd be sobbing his eyes out. No, wait, if he could move, Nicholas would be dead before he even realized what had happened.

Josef lay there, imagining Beth when he first saw her on Buzz Wire, and how he had just disregarded her as a hot girl. He remembered when first met her, how she seemed nervous, and confused. Josef thought of when he first kissed her, and when they first had sex. He remembered how great she looked, and he thought about how little time they had had together.

Josef stared straight, and wished he had never gone to work on Friday.

Don't fret, yet. But, I'm sad to say that I need to take a little break to clear my mind. It will definitely be up tonight, and definitely not long from now, but I need to take a break. REVIEW!!! Love ya!