Jerry leaned his head up against the door of his house and sighed. He couldn't believe or even understand how it could have been that he had seen a kid that was named Jerry Dandridge and that looked exactly like him. How could that have been? Especially knowing it was 2012 and he himself had been born 400 years ago. As he stood there contemplating his thoughts, he heard light cracking sounds from behind him. Jerry turned around and saw the little kid who threw the egg in his face standing there in front of him, eating a Kit Kat bar. Jerry looked at the kid with a frown.
"How the hell did you get in here kid?" Jerry asked in a low voice.
"The back door, duh stupid." The little boy said between eating his candy. "I'm thirsty, got any juice?"
Jerry looked at the little boy with slight confusion.
"Who are you? Who are you really?" Jerry asked.
"You." The little boy said calmly between eating his candy.
Jerry raised an eyebrow and stared at the little boy with confusion.
"No, no I'm-I'm dreaming this. This isn't real." Jerry said as he began pacing back and forth in front of his house door.
"Oh shut up, you aren't dreaming." The little boy said. "I came firstly because it's Halloween and I want candy."
Jerry looked at the kid and grabbed his arm forcefully.
"No, look, get OUT now or I swear I'll bleed you dry." Jerry snapped as he forcefully led the kid to the door of his house.
The kid yanked away from Jerry quickly.
"No idiot!" The kid yelled before kicking Jerry extremely hard in the leg and running away up the stairs of Jerry's house.
"Ow! Damn it!" Jerry yelled as he knelt down and held his leg. "Get back here kid!"
Jerry stood up and ran up the stairs of the house and onto the second floor.
"Kid?!" Jerry yelled as he looked both left and right for the kid. "Kid, where are you?!"
Jerry stopped in the middle of the hallway and looked all around him. Jerry heard loud talking from a little kid's voice and followed the sounds to the room at the end of the hall. He stopped in the doorway of the room and saw the little kid, playing with legos on the floor in the room. The room looked completely different than how Jerry had it set up. As Jerry walked in the room, he saw the room look exactly as his old bedroom looked when he was a child-old pine wood, old wooden furniture, old windows and there was the little kid, not in his Halloween costume anymore but he was sitting on the floor in old colonial type clothing, playing with legos. Jerry looked all around the entire room with shock.
"What the hell is going on here?" Jerry asked in a low voice.
"Oh shut up and come play legos with me." The little kid said. "Regine won't play with me, she's outside."
Jerry looked at the little boy with a stunned expression. Jerry walked over to the little boy and sat down beside the little boy on the floor.
"You're me as a child? Really?" Jerry asked in a low voice. "But-but how? Why?"
"Because-JERRY, I was sent here secondly, to see what I would turn out like when I get to be an adult." The little boy said, "and it just so happens, I was sent here on Halloween and from looking at you-"
The little boy stopped and looked Jerry up and down observantly.
"I see I turned out great, I'm a looker." The little boy said. "Except for the whole vampire thing."
Jerry looked at the little boy and scoffed with a brief smile.
"How's-how's dad? Mom?" Jerry asked in a very low voice.
The little boy shook his head and frowned slightly.
"Dad's going to kill mom, Regine and I know it." The little boy said in a low voice. "Regine and I think dad's a vampire but mom just doesn't know it."
Jerry stared at the little boy and blinked twice and looked with a slightly troubled look.
"He is." Jerry said in a low whisper.
"He's the one who turned you and Regine-against your will." The little boy said.
Jerry nodded as he looked almost with a blank, saddened stare.
"Yeah," Jerry said in a whisper.
"Yeah well, who cares doofus, it's Halloween!" The little boy said before, taking a big piece of melted chocolate candy and smashing it in Jerry's face, before getting up and running away out of the room laughing.
Jerry sighed with anger and wiped the chocolate off his face.
"Christ, this kid's getting annoying." Jerry said as he stood up and walked out the room.
As soon as Jerry got down the stairs, the little boy threw four eggs at Jerry, hitting him in the face and body before laughing loudly.
"Ugh, would you STOP IT!" Jerry yelled angrily.
"Oh shut up bloodsucker, it's Halloween and I get to have fun for the WHOLE night!" The little boy said before running away again.
Jerry sighed as he wiped the egg remnants off his face again.
"I could NOT have been this annoying when I was a kid." Jerry said in a low voice under his breath.
Jerry walked into the kitchen and grabbed a towel off the kitchen counter.
"You don't have to be a vampire, you know?" The little boy said.
Jerry looked to his left and saw the little kid sitting on top of the counter beside him.
"You know I should cut you open and bleed you to death for your little antics you pulled." Jerry snapped.
"Oh pipe down, J.D.," the little boy said, "it's the same antics you used to pull on Regine, remember?"
Jerry looked down at the counter and scoffed and smiled. Yeah, he remembered, he remembered when before he and Regine became a vampire, they used to play together, laugh, have fun but then they were turned into something evil and everything changed. Jerry looked at the little boy coldly.
"I DO have to be a vampire." Jerry snapped. "It's who I am now."
"You don't have to DRINK, Jerry." The little boy said. "I mean come on. Don't you watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer? I heard that's some-show or something that's very popular in this era. You don't have to drink HUMAN blood to survive and to live AND you CAN eat regular food and drink blood because I happen to like broccoli very much, thank you."
Jerry looked away from the little boy and scoffed and smirked.
"Yeah but where am I going to get anything OTHER than human blood from?" Jerry asked.
The little boy slapped Jerry hard across the face.
"Thank about it, dummy, DUH!" The little boy snapped.
Jerry looked at the little boy with anger.
"Did you just SLAP me!" Jerry snapped.
"Yeah and what of it, you little snot?!" The little boy snapped. "Or wait, in your case, you big, TALL snot!"
The little boy quickly pulled a small, clear plastic water gun out of his medium sized trick or treat bag and sprayed a great deal of water into Jerry's face before jumping off the counter and running away.
Jerry gasped slightly as he slowly wiped the water off his face.
"Ugh, that is IT!" Jerry snapped as he quickly turned and walked away from the counter and after the little boy. "You are DEAD!"
"You can't kill me, I'm YOU, remember stupid!" The little boy said with a laugh from somewhere unseen in the house.
As Jerry walked into the living room, he saw the little boy instantly standing there with a long, green hose in his hand that was pointed at him. Jerry stopped and stared at the little boy with anger.
"WHAT do you want from me?" Jerry asked almost angrily. "You-you saw me, now-go away!"
"I am but before I do, I'm giving you a warning." The little boy said. "You're going to be vanquished if you don't find another way to control your vampire cravings. I know because I can see in the future, after all, I am you."
Jerry looked at the little boy with a slightly confused stare.
"What do you mean? What are you talking about?" Jerry asked almost coldly.
The little boy sighed with frustration and rolled his eyes at Jerry.
"Do I have to spell everything out for you, dodo bird." The little boy said in his kid-like voice. "Someone-or some people are going to try to expose you as a vampire, they're going to try to kill you, but you give them a choice and once they take it, find a way to control what's inside you or the choice you gave won't matter and these people will try to kill you again all over again. You have to do it Jerry or else, you and I will be killed and we won't exist anymore. That's thirdly what I came here to tell you."
Immediately:
Jerry sat up on the sofa with a loud gasp. He was breathing slightly heavy and was slightly perspiring on his forehead. He looked all around the living room and saw it was quiet and dark. He looked at the clock on top of the medium sized television in the room and saw it read: 3:15. It was three in the morning. Jerry sighed as he sat back on the sofa. he held his head in his hands and sighed again loudly.
"Damn dreams." Jerry said in a low voice.
Just then he heard the little boy's voice in his head again:
"Someone-or some people are going to try to expose you as a vampire, they're going to try to kill you, but you give them a choice and once they take it, find a way to control what's inside you or the choice you gave won't matter and these people will try to kill you again all over again. You have to do it Jerry or else, you and I will be killed and we won't exist anymore. That's thirdly what I came here to tell you."
Jerry looked down at the floor and thought. The dream he had of the little kid that was him, was a warning, a warning of things to come, and Jerry didn't have a good idea-as of yet, that his warning included Charley, Ed, Amy and Peter Vincent...It was a warning that would soon either kill him or change everything that involved him and his immortal life...
~The End? ~