Chapter four:

When Michael woke up the next day, he found that Jack had still not returned. He looked at Phineas who was passed out on the couch and sleeping like a baby. What time was it? Great! He had slept in.

"Phineas," He shook Phineas awake. "Have you seen Jack?
Phineas looked at him groggily for a few minutes and then he seemed to remember something. He sniffed the air and then gasped.

"I knew I smelled something funny last night," Phineas said with realization.

Horror washed over his pale face as he looked at Michael and shook his head. He burst off the sofa and grabbed a cup of water which he splashed himself in the face with.

"What's wrong?" Michael asked him quite confused

"Jason was here," Phineas said with a look of complete exasperation. "Jack is with him right now."

It was Michael's turn to look shocked. How had Jack come across the Colite clan? How was it possible? They had long since disappeared from this area of California. In fact, Michael had thought that they had completely left California.

He began to pace. Jack Fisher had no extraordinary powers that were of any interest to the Colite Clan. They only took in members with odd abilities like they had with Maranda and her sister before her. Why had they taken Jack with them and how had they come across him?

"Edgar," Michael muttered under his breath. "That snake!"

"Edgar did this?" Phineas asked.

Michael nodded. "I think so. Jack doesn't like you because you were going to attack him. He fears you so he called Edgar who called in the Colite clan. Doesn't that make sense, Phineas?"

Phineas nodded and sighed softly. "They're going to kill me, Michael."

Michael shook his head. "That won't happen, Phineas. Don't worry."

…

Alan sat in his own personal cave-like room. He looked nervously at the walls and could smell blood in the distance. Someone was feeding. The scent made him feel sick but also lustful. He slammed himself into the wall to keep himself from doing anything.

When was Sambo coming back?

Sam had taken off with that weird Vampire, Scipio. He said that he would be back in a bit of time or so but he hadn't returned yet.

Just when Alan felt like he was going to go insane, Sam stepped into the room. He had blood smeared around his mouth and held a bottle in his hand which he offered to Alan.

"Sam?" Alan asked. "Did you feed on someone?"

Sam nodded. "Look, I lied to you, Alan. I'm full vampire. I've been for a while now."

Alan looked nervously at the bottle. Inside was a red liquid easily identified here as blood. But whose blood was it? Whose life was taken so that Alan and other vampires would be fed?

"You lied?" Sam nodded in response. "Why?"

"I didn't think you'd trust me if I told you straight up that I was a full vampire."

Sam was right. Alan would probably not have trusted him at all. He barely even trusted himself to be near other beings with his thirst for blood that he was determined not to quench. Sam sighed still holding the bottle and began to walk towards the bed like object where he sat down.

"You gotta drink something, Alan," Sam said. "You're going to die if you don't."

Alan shook his head. "I will not drink human blood."

"Don't worry," Sam said. "This bottle contains my blood. I'll give it to a friend."

Alan reached a shaking hand towards the bottle and sat beside Sam on the bed before taking a sip of it. It tasted sweet. Sam's blood was the sweetest tasting blood he had ever had. He quickly drank more and soon the bottle was gone.

Sam wore a smirk as he noticed a disappointed look on Alan's face. "More?"

Alan looked down at the ground but Sam lifted his chin to look into his eyes.

"Sooner or later, you won't feel guilty."

…

Jack woke up in a small room. Two other boys lay sleeping in the room: Jason and Roger.

Night would be falling soon and they need the rest, according to Jason. Tonight, they would be teaching Jack how to kill vampires. What better way to show him that to actually preform the act? A group of vampires were camping out at a creek down the way. They had long lost their leader and were easy prey because they could not establish order well amongst themselves.

Roger, who talked little, had shown Jack the proper way to sharpen his stake and how to properly use a holy water grenade. It wasn't that hard to do once you go the hang of it. Jack would be an expert Vampire hunter in no time. At least, that's what Jason had promised him.

Only mere minutes after, Jason and Roger began to wake. They book on combat boots and specialized jackets. Jack didn't have this uniform like they had but it didn't bother him too much. He wanted to test his vampire hunting skills so that he may use them on Phineas when he returns to face them. They all geared up with weapons and headed out as the sun began to set.

It was a very successful mission, Jack thought. When they arrived, the hid in the shadows for a few minutes. Roger had set up something to make it so that they could not be sensed by vampires senses of smell. When four vampires emerged together, they were doomed instantly.

A fight had obviously broke out between a pair of them. They argued loudly with each other and shoved each other. One of the others stepped in between telling them how stupid they were acting.

Jason made the first move. He sent a flaming arrow into their area. It didn't hit them but it did make them cautious knowing that someone was there. They looked around and began barking orders at each other but none of the orders were filled. They were in too much chaos.

Roger jumped up and stabbed a stake right into the chest of the closest vamp. He screamed in pain as Roger disappeared. Soon, he was nothing but a lifeless corpse. Jack was last to make a move. He undid the latch of a holy water grenade and tossed it towards the vampires who looked at it confused for a minute before a wave of water rushed out of it and soaked them causing them to fall to the ground writhing in pain.

To Jack, it was beautiful to witness.

The three boys walked back to Jason and Roger's small cottage but two figures stood on the front porch.

Michael and Phineas.

"Stand aside, Vampires!" Jason said with no sympathy in his voice for his once brother as he drew a stake from his pocket.

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AN: I know this took me so long to update. I was unsure that people liked it. Anyway, I knew I had to continue. Wait until you see what I have in store for Sam and Alan. All of them, actually, have such wonderful surprises especially Michael.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed.

~ Ted Theodore Logan