Comic Quest

" Harold's having dinner with us, Sam, no funny stuff alright? He's perfectly nice and walks around in the sun light, so lets be on our best behavior." Mom sets down some plates. " Micheal join us, you're part of this family to."

I made a face, I really didn't want company, or to be in the middle of company. I wince, remembering grandpas words about They don't like humans or take to humans. I would have to just sit and bare this, it couldn't be all that bad? Sides my other choices tonight was to go to David and join them and I didn't want to do that, they might be hungry and that would mean they would try to drag me on their little killing sprees.

I take a seat across from Sam, mom leaves to go back to the kitchen.

" So what was it you herd?" Sam whispers to me. " You know when you was sitting on the steps earlier?"

" They was talking about you and something they need to tell you and mom." I frowned trying to recall everything. " They said it really didn't matter for me, what happened to me proved it wouldn't matter. But they really seem focus on you, the they started talking about his son Scott coming here to be like a brother and help teach you."

" Wait teach me what? " Sam had this weary look on his face. " I'm not going to want some strange guy near me, don't care if he's nice, grandpa's trying to replace you." Sam was starting to get a little loud and maybe slightly panicked and even a little angry.

" No, no. Shh keep it down, they'll hear. Grandpa told him cause what I am I might I guess attack Scott if he wasn't careful, at least that's the idea I got... Also they said something weird." Well not that everything they had said wasn't weird, was just what they I guess something about the word, I think they were calling me it.

" What was it?" Sam kept glancing around to make sure no one was coming into the dinning room anytime soon.

" They said something about wild one, I think that's what they were calling me, apparently they're really nasty to mess with. Oh and something about animals, like I'm affiliated, with animals, I didn't quite catch the word, grandpa said I was a flier and we pack, so we're a mix, but pure, not sure how that works." It was confusing what was being said and I didn't really understand it.

" Wait, what if that means... There are more types of vampires than just uh, what you are?" Sam looked curious now and then a look of worry came over his face. " But I don't know, we should go to the comic shop, they." Sam gets cut off when I place my hand over his mouth and shake my head.

" Those two weirdo friends of yours would probably try to perform an exorcism on me if I went in there." I had no trust in Sams' comic bookstore buddies, they were a little nuts if you asked me.

" They wont do anything, come on Mike, we might find something out." Sam pleads. I shake my head still. " Fine, be a blood as munch, I'll just have to go there myself." Sam folded his arms, but had a determine look.

" Shit you seriously would go, tonight? Mom would kill you for running out at night." That is if he wasn't killed by vampires first. " Alright, I'll take you, you little weasel."

Sam grinned in triumph.

**** Of Comics and vamps ****

" I can't believe I let you convince me to do this." I mutter annoyed with every step we took towards that comic shop. It's bad enough it's a comic shop, not my thing, but it's a comic shop with two delinquent kids running it. I had left my bike back near the steps off the Boardwalk down to the beach, not surprising The Boys had their bikes there as well, but thankfully they weren't around or else things might have became a problem.

" Bro, stop bitching." Sam was pulling me along buy my jacket. " You'd think you was going to the dentist to get your fangs pulled."

" I'm not bitching, just saying." I groan as we arrive in front of the comic shop and Sam drags me in.

" What's with el vampiro? Finally decide to annihilate his night stalking ass?" Edgar opened his mouth, I gritted my teeth.

" No!... We're here to find out some things." Sam then drags me to the self with vampire comics.

" He's a blood sucker think of it as doing a service for your country." Alan seemed to just follow Edgars' lead... I still wanted to punch him in the face.

" Guys we are not killing my brother, can you lay off. We're here for some information on what Wild Ones mean." The tone in his voice told me Sam was getting annoyed.

" Fine, but the blood sucker keeps his fangs to himself." Edgar gives me a dirty look, I flip him off.

" These are the only comics we have, don't know anything about Wild Ones." Alan walks over to us next to the stand with the vampire comics in them.

" These are the ones you haven't read." Edgar pulls three out and hands them over to Sam. " Just remember, give the word, we'll make it quick and painless if you can't." Edgar whispers this to Sam as if I can't hear him.

" Edgar, chill." Sam takes the comics and hands them off to me. " Thanks."

We walk out of the comic shop, I holding the comics. " So why is it all the most accurate knowledge happens to be stuffed inside a comic? I'd think it'd not be the best way to spread word about vampires." Really it wasn't, how many read comics? And who would take a comic serious?

" I think they make the comics? They have their number printed on the back." Sam pulls one from my hands and looks. " Eh I guess they paid to have these made."

" Where do they get the money? Their shop doesn't look like it's just spewing with wealth." I shook my head, it was just insane the extent these two had went to to get comics made... Come to find out they have never killed a vampire ever, which made me think. " Where did they get their information? They never killed a vampire, how would they know what to put into a comic?"

" Yea, that's right, so what's going on with that?" Sam walks back into the store, I decide to wait outside.

**** Not Invited****

" You didn't come find us Micheal, I was getting worried." Davids' voice right next to me, caused me to jump.

" I don't have to be around you." I don't want to be around you I thought. David only chuckled at my response.

" You shouldn't fight what you are so much, you know there's no going back for you anymore... Now what has you and your little brother out here in front of this comic store?" David had cast his eyes inside the store towards my brother and the two boys.

" Nothing." I grimaced, I couldn't help it, but part of me wanted to tell him, wanted to seek him. Why I wouldn't was the knowledge that he will expect me to do something in return, it all has a price and David doesn't give freebies.

" You're looking for something aren't you? You know you can ask me, just come back with us." Davids voice was soothing, almost seductive in tone.

" I'll pass." I hated this feeling, this need to do as he wants me, to follow him, to join them, but I wont, I wont be one of them, at least for as long as I can handle it.

" You wont find your answers in a comic book." David smirks and and pats my shoulder, then leans in to whisper in my ear. " You want to kill those two in there, that's all they are is meat for us, keep denying it all you want, but you'll be joining us in the end. Maybe not tonight, we still have tomorrow."

"Mike!" Sam pulls my mind from being on Davids disturbing words, Sam looked fearful, the Frog boys stood inside the building watching, looking a bit nervous.

I started to move to put myself between him and David, but David had gone as quickly as he had appeared. I sighed. " Come on, I'll take you home, I'm alright, he wasn't going to do anything."

Sam nods and walks with me to the bike, not questioning me about what was going on with David. Sam has accepted me and any new quirks I have and won't ask much, but then I think he just doesn't want to know sometimes. Other times I can see the questions in his eyes, Sam worries for me, not so much about what I am and will become, that has been accepted as certainty, but that they might wish to harm me. I know the truth, they wont harm me, they don't harm one of their own and I'm considered one of them now.

" They said their dad's the one that told them some stories, he used to be a vampire hunter and so was their grandfather and great grand father, they're from a family of hunters." Sam made this weird face like knowing this wasn't his idea of fun.

" Isn't their dad the guy laid out dropped up in there?" I couldn't imagine the guy that's high in there ever hunting a vampire, well maybe a hallucinatory one.

" Yea.. And I know, but hey maybe he was a good hunter back when he was young?" Sam shrugged.

That meant that what ever Wild One's supposed to mean and maybe a hint at what Grandpa and Harold was talking about and maybe a reveal of what they intend with Sam won't happen, not threw those comics. It'd mean me having to bargain with David or confronting grandpa.

" We'll have to ask grandpa, let him know we know something." I didn't want to go to David, to rely on him for answers. maybe grandpa will be much more open if we ask directly, just have to catch him during the day.

" We could kick a brick wall instead, cause you know, we'll get the same thing out of it!" Sam rolled his eyes.

" It's worth a try, he might reveal something at least, even if not much." I ruffled Sams' hair a little, earning protest, tomorrow evening was going to be a long day, just the thought of having to get up before sun down made me anxious and nerved up.