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Authors: Ken Bush
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put on his helmet. He sat there, staring down Grande Avenue, pondering over their bleak situation and Harold being upset. He gently scratched the speedometer thinking about Sharon and his rendezvous with her that night. He was hoping she located a vehicle for them. He put his key in the ignition. He was just about to start it up but turned it off. Screw it. I’ll go to Home Depot tomorrow , he thought, heading back into the tower.
***
It was dark outside. Everyone was asleep. Shaun heard the usual howling of the vampires flying through the city. He carefully stepped up to the window and looked out. He saw hordes of vampires flying through the air yelling and screaming at one another. They were innumerable. They aimlessly searched for human blood that was terribly scarce. He watched one of them fly through a neighboring skyscraper window with great speed and come out a window on the other side. He began to feel afraid. He was worried the blinds weren’t going to be strong enough to hold them off much longer.
He looked out the window again. A horrible thought came over him. He forgot to lock up his motorcycle. He hoped they wouldn’t damage it like they did the other cars. He looked out the window again. A vampire was flying right towards him holding something metallic. Shaun squinted trying to figure out what the vampire was doing. Fear poured down his spine. His eyes widened in terror. His worst nightmare was becoming real.
Suddenly, his motorcycle flew through the air towards the window.
“Everybody move!” he screamed, jumping out of the way.
The motorcycle crashed through the window ripping down an entire set of of blinds. The shattering glass woke everybody. The motorcycle landed near Mr. Jones and collapsed on the floor with a loud noise of metal hitting the floor.
Shaun grabbed a sharpened crucifix and frantically held it up, shaking in fear. Damien flew into the room noticing the cross in his hand then shoved him. Shaun sailed through the air to the other side of the room then tumbled to the floor. The crucifix slid out of his reach.
“Fresh blood!” Damien blared.
Yuri fired his gun emptying a magazine on him, walking toward him for closer shots. No good. Damien struck Yuri sending him to other side of the room then to the floor. Yuri was knocked out. Thai came at Damien, swinging his fists and yelling. Damien caught his fist, grabbed Thai by the throat with his other hand, lifted Thai off the floor and threw him across the room to the other side. Thai struck the wall hard, putting a crack in it, and dropped to the floor unconscious. Chris threw the TV remote at his head. Damien backhanded Chris in the face and sent him flying over the others to the floor. Damien stood over Betty and Harold who were petrified. Mr. Jones, Trang and Ni stayed under their blankets, quivering in fear. They didn’t dare make a move.
“What do you want?” Harold asked.
“Children’s blood is the sweetest,” answered Damien, sinisterly licking his upper lip.
Shaun grabbed the crucifix he dropped and rushed up behind Damien.
“You forgetting something?” asked Shaun.
Damien gnashed his teeth and turned. Shaun stabbed the sharp end of the crucifix into his right eye. Damien lashed out, screaming and swinging his sharp finger nails in all directions. He stumbled over the motorcycle and tripped towards the window. Harold stood with his shotgun, pumped a round and fired. The blast blew Damien out the broken window. He screamed, falling down, down, down to the pavement. He continued swinging his arms and roaring in frustration at having no control of his fall. The pavement rapidly grew closer. He attempted to pull the crucifix from his eye socket but it was no good. His head burst ons fire. He screamed louder. Some of the skin on his face began to flake off. Pieces of burning skin blew away as he fell.
A broken down, parked sedan was beneath him. Damien landed on top of the vehicle crushing in the roof of
***
It was dark outside. Everyone was asleep. Shaun heard the usual howling of the vampires flying through the city. He carefully stepped up to the window and looked out. He saw hordes of vampires flying through the air yelling and screaming at one another. They were innumerable. They aimlessly searched for human blood that was terribly scarce. He watched one of them fly through a neighboring skyscraper window with great speed and come out a window on the other side. He began to feel afraid. He was worried the blinds weren’t going to be strong enough to hold them off much longer.
He looked out the window again. A horrible thought came over him. He forgot to lock up his motorcycle. He hoped they wouldn’t damage it like they did the other cars. He looked out the window again. A vampire was flying right towards him holding something metallic. Shaun squinted trying to figure out what the vampire was doing. Fear poured down his spine. His eyes widened in terror. His worst nightmare was becoming real.
Suddenly, his motorcycle flew through the air towards the window.
“Everybody move!” he screamed, jumping out of the way.
The motorcycle crashed through the window ripping down an entire set of of blinds. The shattering glass woke everybody. The motorcycle landed near Mr. Jones and collapsed on the floor with a loud noise of metal hitting the floor.
Shaun grabbed a sharpened crucifix and frantically held it up, shaking in fear. Damien flew into the room noticing the cross in his hand then shoved him. Shaun sailed through the air to the other side of the room then tumbled to the floor. The crucifix slid out of his reach.
“Fresh blood!” Damien blared.
Yuri fired his gun emptying a magazine on him, walking toward him for closer shots. No good. Damien struck Yuri sending him to other side of the room then to the floor. Yuri was knocked out. Thai came at Damien, swinging his fists and yelling. Damien caught his fist, grabbed Thai by the throat with his other hand, lifted Thai off the floor and threw him across the room to the other side. Thai struck the wall hard, putting a crack in it, and dropped to the floor unconscious. Chris threw the TV remote at his head. Damien backhanded Chris in the face and sent him flying over the others to the floor. Damien stood over Betty and Harold who were petrified. Mr. Jones, Trang and Ni stayed under their blankets, quivering in fear. They didn’t dare make a move.
“What do you want?” Harold asked.
“Children’s blood is the sweetest,” answered Damien, sinisterly licking his upper lip.
Shaun grabbed the crucifix he dropped and rushed up behind Damien.
“You forgetting something?” asked Shaun.
Damien gnashed his teeth and turned. Shaun stabbed the sharp end of the crucifix into his right eye. Damien lashed out, screaming and swinging his sharp finger nails in all directions. He stumbled over the motorcycle and tripped towards the window. Harold stood with his shotgun, pumped a round and fired. The blast blew Damien out the broken window. He screamed, falling down, down, down to the pavement. He continued swinging his arms and roaring in frustration at having no control of his fall. The pavement rapidly grew closer. He attempted to pull the crucifix from his eye socket but it was no good. His head burst ons fire. He screamed louder. Some of the skin on his face began to flake off. Pieces of burning skin blew away as he fell.
A broken down, parked sedan was beneath him. Damien landed on top of the vehicle crushing in the roof of
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