After meeting another source Anna Van Helsing discovers that the name of the organisation with ties to Swann Banks Ltd is Spears Inc. It is run by Peter Craig who is also the leader of the underground vampire organisation Lance of Dusk. Finding Craig would not be easy because he is constantly on the move so Anna learns that she has to dig deeper, much deeper.

Chapter 17

Motherfucker, I'm never putting myself in that kind of shit again. It's over now and I'll say no more of it. You know goddamn well what I'm talking about. Anyway, let me look at what I have so far. There's this guy out there who runs this military manufacturing place called Spears Inc. and this group Lance of Dusk named Peter Craig. What I've been hearing he's seriously pissed off at humans like me. He moves this way and that way every thirty minutes to avoid any kind of detection. Why can't these motherfuckers stay one place? It really wouldn't be easy reaching this guy. I'm scared of going back into those chat rooms. Now I know why there's an urgent need to clamp down on online sexual predators. But how the fuck am I gonna meet him? I decided to take one more look on my laptop. I downloaded the info I grabbed from Emma and a long list of the vampires of Los Angeles appeared on the screen. I sat there on the couch with my eyes glued to the screen staring at the funny names and info of the groups and their leaders. It just made my eyes burn. Then it hit me. I'll stick my nose up their asses. Surveillance.

The following day I rode my bike to an apartment complex located West Los Angeles. I arrived there to eavesdrop on my first target: three members of the group Eternal Covenant. I stopped my bike about twenty feet away from the apartment building and watched all three go inside. The info I had on their group was that they've been around for 300 years led by a guy named Fox Cailey, a 350 year old pure blood with a membership of about just 95. Some members of Caily's group would often meet at this area. After about forty-five minutes I saw one of the men exit the building and entering his car. The engine turned on and he drove away. At that moment I turned on the engine on my bike and drove off following him. I rode about fifteen feet away from his car to avoid detection. We both turned lane to lane for about twenty minutes until we both reached a peaceful neighbourhood. You live in this place? This is just too scary. I stopped my bike a few blocks away from the tall, thin, dark-haired man's house and watched him walk inside his house. I got off my bike and ran towards his house. I crept around the back and spotted him through a window in the kitchen with his dark-brown hair nearly covering his eyes. It looked as if he was searching for something he needed so bad. He was opening all the cabinets and the fridge at a fast paste, throwing things off the counter, and all the while he was breathing hard. He finally ended up at the cabinet under the sink and then he opened the door and found what he was probably looking for. It was a 2 litre soda bottle with something dark in it. He quickly screwed off the top and put the bottle in his mouth and started drinking. He held the bottle straight up and bended his neck backwards. The dark substance was bubbling down into his throat and I could see something crimson trickle at the side of his mouth. He suddenly stopped drinking to catch a breath. He then started drinking again until the bottle was empty. I then realized something: that's human blood he's drinking. Jesus, poor fucker! Do these pricks need it that bad? He then threw the bottle down and walked out of the kitchen and out the door of his house in a fast paste. I crept to the front and spotted him turning on the engine and driving away. I returned to the back of the house and approached the door. I reached into my jacket and pulled out a lock pick and a tension wrench and proceeded to unlock the door. Where did I get these from? My answer is simple: Don't ask! But I will tell you that I learned this stuff from Danny. I placed my items into the key hole and pulled down the plug of the lock with the tension wrench and tried to reach for one of the pins in the lock. I started biting my lower lip as I tried to get the lock pick directly on top one of the pins. Five seconds would pass before I heard CLICK. I turned the door knob and the door slowly opened. I crept slowly in the kitchen and looked at the kitchen table. I thought this would have been a great place for motherfuckers like him to talk shit so I decided to place a bug under the table. After fixing the bug I quickly exited the house, jumped on my bike and drove away.

The following night I descended on that guy's house in that quiet neighbourhood to see if I could scoop up any ties he had to Peter Craig. I sat on my bike a few meters away from the guy's house and clicked on my transmitter to listen in on any conversations taking place. It sounded as if four guys were playing poker. "So how's that assignment going, Jeff?" said one speaker.

"What assignment?" said the other speaker.

"You know the hit on that Harker chick? You and Todd were gonna get big bills for that?"

"Well what do you think? Let Todd tell you."

"Well… we used every piece of shit Craig gave us," said the speaker named Todd. "All the online files, all the weapons, everything. We had some extra help from two of Craig's guys who taught us everything we needed to know about this girl. Then the big hit came. We tracked Mina down to this house where she was supposed to be taking out one of Craig's closest associates. Mina threatened this guy before and when she came around it wasn't the guy she was looking for. That's when Jeff and I along with four other guys from Craig's crew made our move. Craig's guys got the cool stuff like M203 grenade launchers and hand grenades and all Jeff and I got was a fucking UZI and a Glock. Man, I can't tell you how sexy this girl was. They don't call her The Bride of Dracula for nothing. Anyway, we threw everything we had on this girl but the bullets weren't doing shit. I'm gonna tell you this one moment when I saw Mina Harker crawling on the floor with both her legs blown off and her guts dragging along when we threw a grenade at her. But in a split second it looked like she was growing new legs and that big hole in her stomach was closing up. I ran up to her and put two shots in her skull. And then all of a sudden she turned on her back and took off my fucking leg with that sword of hers. What's it called again, Jeff?"

"The Final Dawn," said Jeff.

"Yeah that," said Todd. "And that's when she crawled her way into a bedroom."

Yeah, and you were on the floor screamin' like a bitch," said Jeff.

"Fuck you."

"Anyway, me and this guy named Hal tracked her down," said Jeff. "Hal was way ahead of me when I saw him go into the room. I heard him screaming and I opened the door and saw Mina drinking his blood. Shit, I could've thrown up the moment I saw her stickin' her teeth in his neck. I grabbed her from behind and put a couple of shots in her back. And then she took out her sword and gouged out my fucking eye. After that she took out another one of Craig's guys named Zell and then she fucking got away."

"Hey, look on the bright side. You look a whole lot sexier with one eye," said a third speaker.

"Fuck you," said Jeff.

"What about Hal?" said the very first speaker.

"You don't wanna know, man. You should see him. Mina almost sucked him dry. He looks like a fucking old granny. He's really lucky to be alive, but he ain't the man he used to be. He can't get around no where and he's living off all the blood supply he could get. It's not working though. He'll remain an old bitch all his life. Poor prick."

"Where is he now?"

"He's somewhere at this motel he owns along with some other guys at West 12th Street. He's probably bed ridden now."

"I'm tellin' you, man; Mina Harker is the reason why Craig build up his army in the first place. He's just obsessed with that bitch," said Todd.

"You can't really blame him, though," said Jeff. "Mina's a fucking back stabber. I think she's workin' for the humans."

"No way, man. She still has a thing for human blood," said a fourth speaker.

"Yeah, but since when did she started to dig vampire blood?" Todd.

"Why don't you ask that senator who you worked for, Jake? You know, Grendel Mohr?" said Jeff.

"I was through with that dick two years ago. Remember?" said Jake. "I don't know what the fuck Craig's thinking trying to take down this chick. I heard Mina cut Mohr's kid down to size. He and couple other guys tracked Mina down and tried to take her out with some flame throwers. They actually torched her down to the fucking bone but she still had some fight in her despite the fact that she was nothin' but a skeleton. I ain't fucking with you guys."

Nobody said you were, man," said the first speaker. "Man, I wonder what it's like to a walking bag full of Lord Dracula's blood."

"It's gotta be like sittin' on top of fucking world," said Jeff. "She's gotta have a huge fan base."

"Of course she does," said Jake. "Dragon's Temple got 2,000 members who couldn't stop talkin' about this girl for thirty years. What do they want anyway, a fucking autograph?"

"If we can't kill this bitch those humans would probably have better luck than us," said Todd.

"No fucking way," said Jeff. "Mina's so motherfucking lucky she has the blood of Dracula. Silver nitrate can't bring her down. She just kills any vampire hunter who tries to fuck with her and she ain't taking any prisoners." After listening in for five more minutes I clicked off the transmitter and drove off to downtown L.A.

Riding slowly through the dark streets of Los Angeles I started to think about what occurred a few minutes before. So this guy Jake worked for Senator Mohr, huh? In order to find Peter Craig I had to find this guy named Hal. He's got to be really fucked up. I can't imagine anybody surviving something like that. Those guys were sure lucking to be alive to spill their guts. As I was riding between apartment complexes I suddenly heard the sound of a girl screaming. As I approached further the screams got louder. I was thirty feet away when my eyes caught something that stabbed in me in the chest. I saw a girl being raped by four men. The girl had long brown hair and green eyes and she looked a bit younger than I was. The men that were raping her looked like college guys. There was one who held her from behind and another one who was holding her legs. Apparently he was trying to pull down her pants. I watched in horror as two other guys were taking turns trying to take off her top. The girl was kicking and screaming the whole time. The scene just sucked all the air out of my body. As I was watching this unfold I was wondering if I should help, call for help or just run away and pretend I didn't see anything. As I was thinking all this I saw the man who was holding the girl from behind suddenly bare two long fangs. The guy who was trying to pull down her pants suddenly revealed two glowing yellow eyes and showed fangs; so did the other two. I then realized these guys were vampires. As the girl saw the rapists' true identities she screamed even louder. I started to do some quick thinking. Do I intervene? Do I run away and call for help or do I run away pretend I didn't see anything. My heart started to beat at a fast paste when I saw the guy behind the girl started to reach for her neck and one of the guys trying to grab her hand. I figured that this girl's life was in my hands because I didn't want to have a girl so young starting to link herself with these pricks. I pulled out my H&K USP pistol and shot the guy from behind in the head and shot the other guy who held unto the girl's hand in the chest. They both screamed as they fell into a pile of burning ash and dust. I ran toward the scene when the vampire who held onto the girl's pants got up started to swing his fists at me. I ducked with every punch he tried to throw and I got up and stabbed him in the chest with a stake. He then disintegrated into burning ash. The other guy ran towards me with a clenched fist. He threw it into my face and I moved my head to the right and held onto his out stretched arm. I pulled out a stake and drove it into the centre of his chest. I released his arm and watched him scream as he turned into burning ash and dust. After that I started to breath hard and my heart was in my throat. I heard the girl sobbing uncontrollably behind my back and I turned around to try to comfort her. "Are you alright?" I said running towards her.

"Get away from me!" the girl screamed.

"Hey..."

"Don't touch me! WHO ARE YOU?!? WHAT WERE THEY?!?" I pulled her towards me and clasped my hands on her cheeks trying to calm her down. "Hey, listen to me! Listen me!" I said. "Forget about what just happened! You never saw it! You hear me? Go home. Don't tell your parents or call the police. You didn't see anything. Now go!" The girl started to back away slowly and at the same time she still stared at me and breathed at a fast paste. In her eyes there was a mix sense of fear, shock and probably gratitude. She then turned around and ran away.

I stood there in that alley surrounded by the smoking remains of the would-be vampire rapists. I felt proud of the fact that I saved that girl's life but I suddenly had a feeling of regret. I've just blown my cover. Next thing you know the authorities would be all over this. What if I exposed the secret lives of other vampire hunters? I could see it right now, all over the fucking news: "VAMPIRES AMONG US." "GIRL SAVES MINOR FROM DEMONS." I never wanted this kind of attention. It would throw Los Angeles, America and the world, for that matter into a panic. The authorities wouldn't know how to handle vampires and then the entire human race would be in a world of shit. I was just trying to make sure that want happened to my friend Karen didn't happen to anybody else. If I just stood there and watch a girl so young get killed by a bunch of horny pricks, let alone vampires, I wouldn't have forgiven myself. God I really did it this time. It's my ass if Danny happens to find out. I'd better get the fuck outta here.

I'M SO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO SEND UP THIS CHAPTER. LIKE I SAID, I HAVE A VERY BUSY WORK SCHEDULE. PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP ON ME. TRY TO BE PATIENT. I STILL HAVE A NEXT CHAPTER TO DO AND I'M TRYING MY BEST TO FINISH THIS STORY BEFORE MY JOB KILLS ME. SERIOUSLY!