"Naw, really? Ya think?" I asked sarcastically before going into the kitchen. Michelle followed me like a lost puppy.
"What are we going to do?" She asks.
"I dunno, wait them out I guess. They'll have to leave before sunrise anyway." I open a closet and get out a broom and dust pan. Luckily the floors were tile, no vacuuming required.
"But they'll be back tomorrow." I looked at my sister, realizing she was right. Damnit they weren't going to leave us alone.
I sighed "I guess I'll just have to kill them then."
"There are too many, it will be a slaughter! You are not doing this young lady." she bared my way back to the living room and gave me one of her famous glares that would stop any sane human in their tracks. Luckily, I was neither sane nor human so I was unaffected.
"So what would you suggest sister dearest?" I asked crossing my arms as much as I could while still holding the broom and dust pan. "Call the police. As if! You didn't even believe it when your own darling younger sister told you that vampires existed. You really think the cops are gonna believe two kids? All you could get the mob on would be disturbing the peace and destroying private property or something like that. Guns don't affect vamps, so how are the police supposed to stop them? People could be killed or hurt. I'm one of them, maybe I can reason with them." I finish pushing past Michelle into the living room.
I look outside and see the mob outside. "You cant wait in there forever!" one of them yelled.
I handed the dust pan and broom to my sister. "I'll be back." I open the door to face the crowd of blood thirsty blood suckers.
"Yo! What do you want? First you try and brake into my house, and now your trampling all over my lawn don't you have a life? Oh yeah, stupid question. Silly me your all dead. And you'll be even more dead if you don't just leave me the FUCK ALONE!" I shout the last then close the door.
"That's your way of reasoning with them?" asked Michelle, one eyebrow raised.
"No, that was a warning." I go down the hall and into Michelle's room, turning to go to her bathroom where I knew she kept her jumbo can of hair spray.
When I came back Michelle had cleaned up the living room as best she could. The drapes where closed over the broken window and Michelle was sitting in the easy chair sipping from a glass of wine. "What are you doing?" she asked seeing the can of hairspray.
"I've seen enough zombie movies to know how to get rid of unwanted pests." I reply opening the door again. "Hey! Fang-faces. You want me? Well come and get me!" I jump off the porch and slip my hand in my pocket, taking out the lighter I swiped from Michelle what seemed like ages ago.
The vampire group surged towards me as I lifted the can up to my lighter. I flicked the flame out and pressed down on the hair spray nozzle. Fire sprayed out, charbroiling the first five of my adversaries. Unfortunately, they don't burn as quickly as they do in the video games. They kept walking, screaming in pitches so high I thought my eardrums would burst. I side stepped them and aimed my homemade flamethrower at another clump of beasts. They too began to burn.
Unfortunately someone came up behind me and grabbed me, causing me to lose my balance. All I could think of was that if I was gonna die, I would take as many of them with me as possible. I aimed the hairspray in the general direction of the main clump of vamps and fired. I saw movement at the corner of my eye, and turned enough to see that Michelle had thrown a full bottle of liquor at the group, causing the flames to go higher.
I felt something pierce my neck, and realized that I had forgotten about the monster on my back. I elbowed him in the gut, but all he did was grunt. I grabbed his arm and twisted, hearing a satisfying snap as I did so. He screamed and let go of me. I threw him towards the burning bodies and took a step back. I observed the carnage. There were mounds of still burning corpses, though many had already been reduced to ash. A few bodies still ran about trying to get the flame under control but couldn't, apparently vampires are very flammable. They should put a warning label on the hairspray can 'warning, when sprayed on vampires and lit on fire vampires may be reduced to ash' it would be right beside 'contents under pressure' I giggle. My giggle grows to full blown hysteria.
This night was too much for me, I think I lost it. Michelle came over to me and led me back into the house. She sat me on the couch and then left for the kitchen. When she came back she had the first-aid kit. She brought out a bottle of peroxide and a rag. Can vampires get infections? I didn't think so but I let my sister poor the liquid over my neck anyway. It stung and bubbled but it wasn't too bad. She got a big bandage and put it over the bite. When she was finished she sat back on her heals. "Marie, I don't want you ever pulling a stunt like that again do you here me? You could have gotten yourself killed. Your grounded young lady until further notice!" she said hugging me "I cant believe I almost lost you!" she sobbed. God was she emotional "I don't know what I'd do without you!"
I pushed her back "You'd be fine. You wouldn't have to be all mother Henning me all the time, so you may be bored, but after a while you would find a hobby. She laughed and hit me lightly on my arm, wiping her tears away.
"You better go to bed." she said getting up "You have school tomorrow."
"uh…" I said did she still not understand what had happened to me? That I would never be able to go to school again? "Hunny, remember what I said earlier, about me being a vampire? Well now that you know that vampires exist maybe you'll understand that everything else I said was true. I can no longer go out in the sun, and I will have to be fed blood now. Looks like no school for me."
She stared dumbfounded "You did this on purpose! Damn it Marie! You got yourself turned into a vampire so you wouldn't have to go to school didn't you? God you can be so infuriating sometimes!" she started off onto one of her little rants and I smiled, ducking my head so she couldn't see. She'd be alright. She may not understand what was going on but hell, neither did I. She'd have to get used to the idea of me being one of the walking dead. And a teenager walking dead at that. Boy, I almost feel sorry for her. Almost.
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Author: Man, its been so long sense I updated! The reason for, is because it's one of the least popular of my stories and I didn't know what to do with it. I know what's supposed to happen in the future of it (introducing some original Buffy characters) but I'm trying to make it not too fast. Oh and I want to make a new story and I was wondering what it should be about and I thought, maybe I should ask the people who will read my story, my adoring readers!
Setsuna: cause she loves you guys so much
Author: Exactly. So I have some suggestions:
1) a story from my file entitled: Stories I Wrote A Long Time Ago Before I Knew What Was
2) A story made up entirely of one shots including 'a story about riders block' 'Yummy Gum' and 'Lemon Lime'
3) All of the deleted scenes and gag reels from previous stories including what Setsuna really did in Yusuke's room in Violence, Booze and too much Family.
Or
4) A story that you want me to write. It could be one without my Oc's, one for any anime, show, book etc (though it may be nice if I actually know said anime, show, book etc) It could be humorous, angst, romantic, Yaoi, shonen-ai, full of Lemony Goodness or whatever. Whatever you want, I'll write it. You just tell me
Setsuna: your beloved author will pick whatever suggestion she feels like will be easiest and most fun for you and if you DON'T give a suggestion she'll come out and strangle you
Author: No, I wont I'll just probably pout for a while and complain and then I'll ask random people on the street what kind of fic I should write. So blame them if my next story makes me sound like I'm on crack. Thank you for reading Fair Tales told by the Hellsing Family!
