Chapter Seven

Phineas and Michael got into the small car that Michael had rented when he decided to come to back to Santa Carla. Phineas wore sunglasses to protect his eyes from the sun. During daylight hours, he was always sluggish and tired but he still could venture outside to see the daytime world. He didn't find it as eventful as he once had.

Michael started the engine and, in a manner of minutes, they were rolling down the road towards the old warehouse a friend of Edgar's now owned. He was an ex-senator or maybe congressman that Edgar had saved on a hunt. That, unfortunately, was also the day that Alan had been forced to drink vampire blood and became a half vampire.

He wasn't the biggest fan of Phineas but Edgar had said that Michael and Phineas were allowed around if they chose to be. Blake, his name, let them in reluctantly.

"Friend of Edgar, welcome," He addressed Michael. "And…vampire…"

He was cold to Phineas. Phineas rolled his eyes as he followed Michael inside the warehouse. All around them were vampire hunting equipment and Phineas stared at them all with a fearful expression. At any time, Blake could turn around and kill him before he had the chance to be saved.

"What can I help you with, Mr. Emerson?" Blake asked.

"I need one of those flashlights that you gave to Edgar last week," Blake nodded to him and pulled out an ultraviolet flashlight.

"I'm not sure why you need one especially since you live with the damned yourself," Blake said handing one over.

"He's a half vampire, Blake," Michael said. "You always act like he can't be saved."

Blake shrugged. "He's been a half vampire for how long? Ten years? Eleven?"

"Nine," Phineas chimed in. "It's been nine years."

Blake rolled his eyes. "Good luck changing back!"

Michael left quickly with Phineas following at his heels.

"Mike?" Phineas asked. "Why the hell do we need that?"

Michael didn't respond. He was already tinkering with the UV flashlight which had a sticker lable:

The Sunlight

…

Alan and Sam returned just before dawn. Alan had had a fantastic time at the dinner party. Unknown to some of the guests, there were a lot of vampire guests at the party. Alan had no troubles at the party. He felt confident especially having his best friend there with him.

Sam introduced Alan to several people but Alan couldn't remember any names. There had been so many people at the party. Too bad, Alan thought. Some of those people would not be alive soon. He knew that vampires held these events just to pick their prey.

Alan and Sam entered Alan's room together. Alan felt very tired and went straight for his bed throwing the jacket he had worn over the bed post. He lay down and then felt Sam lay beside him.

"Is it cool I sleep in here?" Sam asked. "My room is too far away."

Alan raised a brow. "Sure, I guess but don't be weird."

Sam nodded. "I won't be. Thanks Alan. You're the only real friend I have."

Sam fell asleep and Alan knew the sun was rising now. He had a sense for it since he had turned. Sam snored beside him as he, too, fell asleep.

…

Jack was the first one to hear the knock on the door. He sat up in his bed and looked at Jason who still lay asleep. He yawned and stretched then heard the knock again. Someone was here and he wondered what to do.

He stood up out of bed then stepped towards the door of the room. The house was quiet and sunlight poured in from one of the windows. That would mean that obviously, a vampire was not knocking on their front door. So, Jack felt he was going to be fine.

He opened the door to find a girl standing there. She wore sunglasses, a leather jacket, and a pair of combat boots. She had a stern expression and her hair was braided down over her shoulder. Jack stared at her suddenly shocked out of his wits.

"I'm Sarah," She said, her voice coming out stiffly.

"Jack Fisher," Was all Jack could manage to say.

It wasn't her beauty that stunned her. In fact, she wasn't exceptionally beautiful. Nor was she ugly. She had nice features and looked alright. What stunned Jack was her presence. She gave off waves of confidence and made Jack feel small.

Sarah stepped into the house uninvited but she obviously felt that she didn't need the invitation.

"Jason and Roger are still asleep?" She questioned.

Jack nodded. "Yes. You're their sister?"

Sarah laughed and went to the refrigerator and pulled out a beer. She sat on the sofa, opened the can, and then drank.

"Yes. Sarah Harper Colite," She nodded at him. "Colite clan member and longtime vampire hunter."

She seemed to take much pride in this fact as she sipped her can of beer. Jack, finding nothing better to do, went and woke up Jason and Roger who seemed agitated and tired. When they saw their sister, however, they seemed rather overjoyed to see her.

"I heard you guys got some vampire problems once again in Santa Carla," She smiled. "I'm always up for a good hunt, boys!"

Jason laughed. "You're always welcome."

Jack sat alone staring at them as they got reacquainted. After a few minutes, they all went to bed and woke up hours later. Jack was, once again, the first to rise. They were going on another hunt tonight. A group of vampires and half vampires were heard to be lurking on the outskirts of town. Jack was excited to kill another group of those blood suckers.

They all geared up and Jack led the way out to the car. The sun hadn't yet started setting but that gave them a perfect amount of time to set up for the emergence of the vampire scum.

…

Alan wondered out of the cave that all of the vampires had been staying in. In the distance, he watched the sun set. He wondered how many more times he'd be able to see it. Even as a half vampire, the sun hurt his eyes. But, it was beautiful to see.

He heard a noise not too far from where he stood. There were people. Humans. Hunters. They were approaching and Alan's heart sank. This would be the last sunset he would see. The hunters would take him out if they saw him.

He looked around for a quick spot to hide but found he was too late. A group of four people emerged and spotted Alan standing there defenseless and alone.

"A vampire!" Roger announced.

"A half vampire," Sarah corrected. "At least, I think so. He's here in the light of the setting sun."

Alan took a step back. "Stay away."

It was a plea not a warning. He didn't know what to do. Their weapons were aimed at him. He took a shaky breath and stepped up on to a rock just in time. A holy water grenade fell to where his feet had just been.

He gaped at them.

"That was a warning, vampire!" Sarah said.

Alan shook his head. "I'm only a half vampire! I used to be one of you guys!"

Jason was the one to lower his weapon. "You're Alan Frog, aren't you?"

Alan nodded. "Yeah. You're Jason Colite."

Jason nodded. "So, it's true what they say. A Frog was turned. How's Edgar taking that?"

Alan felt a pang in his chest. Thinking about Edgar wasn't something he enjoyed doing. What separated himself from his brother was the fact that he was a vampire.

"I haven't spoken to my brother in a while," Alan admitted. "I'm ashamed of being a vampire."

"You should be," Jack chimed in. "Vampires are low life, discusting, horrible…"

Jason raised a hand and Jack went silent realizing he had spoken out of turn. But, Alan thought, he was all to correct. All of his life, Alan had thought that this was true. Living with other vampires seemed to make it that much truer.

"All of you should leave," Alan said. "There are some pretty strong vampires here and they will surely kill you."

Jason and Sarah laughed. "Dream on!" Sarah said with a smile. "We have weapons."

Alan closed his eyes and shook his head. "Just go! They are smarter than you think. Their senses are different than humans."

Jack, who hadn't put down his own weapon, aimed it at Alan once more. "We should kill him right now! He's trying to trick us. Can't you see?"

Roger seemed to agree with Jack. Jason and Sarah looked at each other.

"You can't be serious, Jack," Jason said. "Not all vampires are evil and Alan was once a Frog."

"Wasn't Sam Emerson also a vampire hunter, once?" Jack questioned. "He tried to get Phineas to kill me! I bet he's a full vampire! They all turn out to be one in the end!"

Jason looked at Alan who was glaring at Jack. Alan couldn't help but despise the brat who obviously had an aim for killing.

Jason raised his weapon this time. "I'm sorry Alan. I'm saving you."

Just as his finger pulled back the trigger, a figure jumped out and threw something at the gun. The stake loaded in the gun flew out and flew at a rock. Once it hit it, it cracked and fell to the ground.

"Run Alan!" A voice yelled. "Towards the forest! Away from here!"

Alan didn't need to be told twice. He was afraid that if he stuck around any longer, he'd be dead in a matter of minutes. So, he ran with such speed that even he was surprised. He could hear shouts behind him getting fainter and fainter as the ground under him moved.

After a few moments of running, he stopped. He was far out of Santa Carla. He may have even been out of the state in Oregon or even Nevada. His head was pounding and he needed something to give him energy as he collapsed against a tree and closed his eyes.

He was all alone.

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AN: Wow! How very eventful. So, what do you guys think of this chapter. Jack was a giant advocate for killing a half vampire once again. And Alan is now all alone. Thanks for reading. I may not update for a week. I have to update two of my other fanfictions that I have not updated in months.

Anyway, stay tuned!

~ Ted Theodore Logan (Rahxas)