So, I'm really sorry again guys. The problem is that I work on these at a relative's house because I don't have a laptop at home to type with. Hopefully that problem is solved soon, but for now don't expect many updates (those who read this are probably comparing it to Sherlock's season breaks by now XD)
Chapter Nine: Teens for Twilight
Chicago, Illinois…
Diane was waiting for her friend Angie to get to her apartment for their Twilight marathon. Their parents had agreed that since the girls were 14 now, they were old enough to finally watch the movies. Finally, her door rang and she answered it to see the redhead standing there.
"Are you ready for this?" Angie asked, and Diane nodded her head quickly. They laughed, popped in the DVD, and sat down on the couch. It was about three popcorn bowls (two hours) later when the electricity started going wonky. Diane walked to the door and looked outside the hallway, but it only seemed like her apartment was flipping out. Suddenly, there was a scream right behind her, and Diane turned around only to see a dark figure behind Angie, seemingly biting her neck. The figure craned it's head over to see Diane, blood streaming down it's mouth. She yelled for help and started to run, only to have the figure speed by her and grab her, making both of them vanish without a trace.
I walked into the morgue with Jasmine right behind me. We got a call from Bobby saying that he got a job for us in the good ol' Windy City. Joy. I nodded at the coroner, who carted over the body.
"Our vic's Angie Grephorson, 14 years old, cause of death…" he pulled the white cloth off from over her head.
"…animal attack."
I bent down to observe the wound while Jasmine took a picture of it. There was a gaping wound on her neck, right through to the esophagus.
"What kind of animal could've done this?" I asked, and the coroner just shrugged.
"Hell if I know. From what I can tell, the likely suspect is a big dog, like a weiler. Except for the fact that weilers don't kidnap people."
Jasmine and I looked at him, and he stared.
"You didn't hear? Another girl, Diane Ferris, is missing from her apartment, the same one this poor kid was found dead. From what the detectives investigating could tell, they were the only ones there at the time. Parents're ruled out, all of them had alibis.
"What were they?" Jasmine asked.
"Two were at work, one was out of town, and the one died of cancer a few years back."
We thanked the coroner and left. I looked at Jazz.
"What do you think? Vamp?"
"Most likely, yeah…" she mumbled while looking at her phone.
I stared at her. Ever since the attack at Bobby's, she's been more distant.
"Are you okay?" I asked her, and she looked at me funny, kind of like she completely forgot I was even there.
"Huh? Yeah, why?"
"Nothing, it's just…I worry about you." I reply, and she gives me a hug.
"I'm fine. Come on, we can probably get more answers at the apartment."
I get on my bike while she gets in her car. Oh yeah, the car. We kinda stole a really nice Camaro…heh. Yeah…
We get to the apartment and find it crawling with cops. Flashing our badges, we get in and start to examine everything. Not much aside from the blood from Angie. That's when I see it. A little white fang sitting in the puddle of dead juice. Just the right size to be a vamp's tooth.
Diane woke up slowly, blinking her eyes so her sight could be adjusted. She was strapped to a metal bed in a dark room. No windows, and only one door. She started to scream, but could only get out a small croak.
"H-help.Help!"
The door opened, and she stared at the monster looking at her. He was tall, thin, with all black clothing and dark orbs for eyes. Suddenly, fear turned into rage.
"Y-you. You k-killed her." She attempted to reach out for his neck.
"YOU KILLED HER!"
"I know," he sneered with a very raspy voice. His hand went up and grabbed a small thermos.
"I didn't want to kill her, but…well, we all get too hungry sometimes. Don't we?"
He reached to her face and stroked it, and she fidgeted and spit in his eye.
"A little fight in you…I like that," he cooed. She cried while his hands reached down, only to unlock the clasps holding her down. Her eyes looked at him with confusion.
"What? I'm only letting you go so you can embrace what you are."
She was wondering what he meant, and then felt an ache in her shoulder. There was a large gauze on it, which she pulled back to reveal a slowly healing bite. Diane started to freak out, but he put a hand over her mouth to calm her, and slammed the thermos' contents down her throat. It tasted warm and metallic. She realized what this was. Blood.
"Welcome to my world, my nightmare, my…Hell."
She started choking, and when she stopped she looked at him with burning red eyes.
"I have no idea what to look for. Sure, the tooth confirms it's a vamp, but we have not a single clue as to where the nest is, how many there are, or what to do."
It had been a few hours since the investigation, and we were back in the hotel room. I was getting all of my vampire weapons out while Jazz did some more research.
"Well, here's an estimate on that nest. Eleven girls have gone missing in the past two months, each around 14, and all in a ten block radius of each other. If we can just pinpoint the location, we should be good," she said while looking at the computer. Her phone went off, and she looked at it. Suddenly, her face went from okay to dead serious.
"I have to take this," she muttered, and went out into the hallway. I walked to the door and put a cup between it and my ear. Surprisingly that trick works. She started talking.
"Yes, Ombra found us. The material is safe, however. Him? No, he doesn't expect a thing. I suspect he never will. As soon as Ombra is defeated, he'll be assimilated. If that doesn't work, he'll have to be silenced."
I sped back to the bed while thinking about what I heard. Has she been lying to me? This entire time?
A few hours later…
So, we figured out that the nest was in an abandoned store located in just the right location to make it pretty invisible. Grabbing all of the tools, we walked into the building and went into the back, where a man stood with about a dozen girls behind him. He laughed, and pointed at us.
"Well, well. Hunters. Isn't this fun?" he laughed and waved towards the girls.
"I have an army. You?"
I gave out this huge psycho-Batman laugh.
"Trust me, pal. I've fought things that would give you nightmares."
He sneered, and turned to the girls.
"Get them."
They started heading towards us, but one of the girls stopped.
"Do we have to do this?" she asked, and I recognized her from the missing files.
"You're Diane, right?" I asked, and she nodded.
"You know this is wrong, don't you?"
Another nod.
"We can help you," I assured her, but then Mr. Emo spoke up.
"No they can't. They only want to kill us. It's their job."
Diane turned to him and shook her head.
"I won't. You're the monster here."
He growled at her, and before anyone could get to her, he ripped her head off.
Jazz gripped my hand, and the other girls screamed. They jumped on him and started clawing and biting at him. The dark carpet was soon covered in blood and bits of flesh.
When they were done, they looked at us. Jazz reached for her knife, but I stopped her. One of them spoke up.
"What do we do now? Will you kill us?"
"No," I said while looking at them with a plan working in my head, "I know a couple good vampires who can teach you how to control your abilities."
Jasmine and I started to walk out while I called my friends. When we got back to the hotel, Jasmine plopped down on the bed.
"So, what're we doing no-"
She didn't finish her sentence because I put a gun to her head.
"You're going to tell me who you're working with, and why I'm not trusted. Now."
Woah! That was a plot-turner. Again, really sorry about the hiatus, and hopefully the next chapter won't take forever to upload. Thanks for reading, and constructive criticism is welcomed and appreciated.
