![]() Some Vampire Work in ProgressA Story by RodRule![]() Work in progress![]() The rain from the storm that night had chilled the air. I remember it well, that night. That gun in my hand, the smell of blood filled the air. I had found him in the middle of a kill, the woman in his arms pale almost lifeless. I knew my pistol would not even make someone as old as him flinch. Even with the silver bullets engraved with ancient holy text and the centers filled with holy water. These maybe just tickle him but I have been hunting him long enough tonight it ends. I remember I only had time to fire a single shot before he moved in the blink of an eye he was in front of me and everything went black. I awoke a day later in a tub full of ice in some old motel. Standing over me was Ice, Ice Van Helsing. “Well kid you really did it this time” Ice said. “I feel like a corpse” he said with a smirk, “you're not far off” Ice held up a mirror. Two holes in his neck, the kid grabbed his neck with a panicked look on his face “no, no it can’t be how could I let this happen. Please tell me I have not turned yet, You should have cut my head from my shoulders as soon as you found me.” © 2015 RodRuleAuthor's Note
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