Cruising down the road listening to Fuck the Police by N.W.A. snickering softly at the sheer oddity of this song playing on the radio after what just went down.
'I could really use a smoke…and a shower.' My thoughts drift to things, telling Wednesday I love her to get laid, whatever the fuck went down with Enid…that went from what it was to what it became.
'I mean all guys and some women say "I love you." before, during and after sex even if it means nothing.' Feeling off and spotting a Gas'n'Sip I pull off of the road into the parking lot and up to a pump.
Across from me I see a minivan with what looks like a soccer team inside, but something about the kids in the car makes alarm bells ring in my head looking around the parking lot.
At the pump is an over achieving mother of who knows how many, but the way she is fidgeting while trying to avoid the attention of the man beside her.
That's when I notice the pale white skin, and purplish-blue fingernails. 'Vampire…' Continuing to look around the area I spot the tail and lead vehicles of a motorcade, inside these vehicles are two men, and two women each for a total of nine vamps.
"Fuck!" The softest of curses leaves my lips and I see all of the vampires' ears twitch in my direction and I can feel them look at me much like how horses and cows ears tend to point in the direction they are optically focusing on.
I begin frantically patting down my sweatpants pockets, and then looking between the seats, "I forgot my wallet at that chicks place, fuck!" I curse against and as I'm reaching between the seats my hand comes into contact with a machete.
'If I do this…if I go up against these numbers, with a rusty machete, barefoot, shirtless chances are I'm going to get myself and someone else killed in the process. The alternative is that I do nothing and these kids get turned into dinner for these twats or the Alpha Pedophile…I mean Alpha Vampire.' It takes just a passing glance from a teary eyed eleven year old girl to make the decision for me as she looked at me then the woman at the pump.
Using the Axii sign on my way out of Bobby's Chevelle, rusty sixteen inch machete in my right hand. I make a move for that guy guarding the soccer mom first.
The kids in the car scream alerting the guy that had his back to me, while the other vamps rush to get out of their transports.
My heart rate amps up, the world slows to a crawl but I feel like I'm moving a thousand miles an hour, jumping over the minivan, landing on top of that vamp at the pump taking off his head with one quick strike.
Then all hell breaks loose, I have vamps charging me, some rushing to get to the driver's seat of the minivan the others coming straight at me to distract me the world becomes a blur and I move like I'm possessed by something with thousands of years experience killing monster slaughtering each and every vampire.
Only to come out of the state to see the mom on the ground with a wounded neck and blood spraying out of the wound.
Windows of the van smashed shards of glass lodged in my back, body covered in deep lacerations…looking into the minivan more closely three of the kids are missing either a limb or a head.
"I failed…" the words slip out of my lips and then the little girl who started this whole thing stabs my inner thighs with a sharp piece of glass glaring up at me angrily.
"You killed Daddy, he was trying to save us from Mommy!" And that's when I see her for what she is, a vampire…her pale white skin, sunken white eyes, purpleish-blue fingernails, my arm moves of its own volition and removes her head.
I start to hear sirens in the distance, I immediately bolt into the gas station, nearly slipping on the puddle of blood, left by a gas station attendant whose throat had been ripped out, right underneath the counter was the monitor setup for the security camera…VHS tape of course I take the tape.
Run back outside…looking back inside of the minivan seeing seven traumatized eleven year olds still breathing and completely human.
"Don't tell them what happened here today, I saved you from monsters." I say to the kids one boy nods.
"We know…they said they were going to take us to their father…that guy who you ninja jumped on has a gps thingy like my dad has in his pocket." The boy's voice trembles just like his bottom lip does, tears in his eyes.
I freeze, "Are your parents all dead?" My question is very soft and all the kids start sobbing except the boy.
"Th-they made us watch…" the boy murmurs softly a defiant look burning in his eyes.
"Fuck, I know I'm going to regret this…okay kids I'm going to take you all somewhere safe." The kids all look at me and nod and then I do my best to move the Chevelle and the minivan to the pocket dimension before the police arrive.
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