Chapter 8 - A Truce

Maggie stepped carefully towards Henry, moving the Uzi down so it was pointing at the floor. No need to kill him until her questions were answered she thought. He was neutralized as a threat for now, if he reached for any hidden weapons she would have time to eliminate him.

Henry kept his eyes down turned as she came towards him. It was worth a try to use his vampire persuasion.

"Drop - the - weapon" whispered Henry

"Not a chance, now I need you to answer some questions for me" she said taking another step towards him.

Great just great, it was an inherited trait thought Henry. Now he knew the moment had come. He didn't know what questions she wanted answered but he was not willing to bet his life on having the answers that would satisfy her.

Lunging with lightening speed, breaking handcuffs, twisted steel, hot lines of gun fire raking overhead as he crashed into Maggie knocking the Uzi across room with one blow.

Maggie took his momentum and using the strength of her legs threw him, smashing his back into the coffee table, splintering wood. Henry was back on his feet and on top of her, moving at such terrifying speed Maggie was paralyzed with fear for an instant.

Maggie recovered her composure in a second and smiled into his face before plunging the hidden knife towards him. Henry only moved just in time before a blade was thrust through his arm, just missing the target, his heart.

Henry roared with pain, eyes blackening, fangs extending. His hand flew back and he only just checked himself in time before hitting her across the face sending her into darkness. Falling back onto his heels he pulled out the knife with another roar and threw it across the room.

Staggering to his feet he looked down at the woman who tried so hard to kill him feeling his thirst for her blood burn the back of his throat. Everything vampire within him told Henry to feed on his prey who tried to kill him. He had earn't the right. Henry pushed back at the snarling beast within him forced it behind his carefully constructed walls before he knelt beside the unconscious woman.

Lifting her in his arms he placed her on the bed before collecting the weapons and anything that could remotely be a weapon out of reach. Thank god he still had his own handcuffs.

Just then the phone rang and Vicki's voice came on.

"Hi Henry, don't forget were eating at the Star Walk International Buffet, it Chinese. Swing by and pick me up at 7.00pm then we'll both go and get mom, I can't wait for you two to get to know each other better, bye". Click

Henry looked down at Maggie. "I should kill you for what you did tonight" he whispered into her face fighting the urge to bite her again.

Maggie started to moan and slowly came to consciousness. Realizing she was immobilized she didn't even try to struggle against the restraints.

"I know why I carry handcuffs Henry". She smiled at him.

She laughed at Henry thinking how funny it was. She was going to die and there wasn't a dam thing she could do about it. Sobering up Maggie looked him in the eye.

"What are you Henry Fitzroy" looking into his face intently for answers.?

"I am a vampire Maggie and I don't know whether or not a should kill you right now, please give me a good reason not to, I love your daughter".

"I have nothing to lose, either your working with him and you'll kill me anyway or you are what you say you are"

Maggie drew a deep breath before continuing.

"I'm a member of Special Forces Section 9 of the CIA, there is an assassin who has been killing all members Section 9 over the last three decades. I am the last member of the squad and have been in deep cover for over 23 years, hiding myself and Vicki away."

Maggie paused.

"He has broken someone who has given him the final piece of the puzzle and has, it appears tracked me down. I think he is here in Toronto, now, waiting to strike. He will kill me and everyone I hold dear, thats his MO. He is insane. Please you must believe me. I have never seen any one move as quickly as you did just now, if you really are a vampire that might explain the fictitious trail you left, I thought you were working with him".

Henry walked over to the knife with a feeling of deja vu. Facing Maggie he plunged the knife through his hand, pulling it out, watched her eyes widen at the stab wound closing, at his blackened eyes and extended fangs.

"Untie me Henry, I won't try to kill you please believe me, we need to work together to get him before he captures one of us. He will terrorize his victims before hand by randomly selecting strangers who look like his final victims. The assassin then tortures and dis-members the victim creating a pattern out of the remains. He thinks he's quite the artist."

Looking into his eyes Maggie continued.

"Henry we don't have time, Vicki could be in danger if he changes his pattern. Lets call a truce. For everyones sake.