Vampires Werewolves and Androids chapter 1-3

Prologue
You have probably seen or at least heard of ten or twenty different vampire based movies and books. All with the same base of rules, Vampires have been around hiding in plan sight, fighting, and falling in love so on so forth. Only one is sparkly and in my own opinion. The most lame, most moronic, has inspired a legion of half brained per-teen girl followers, mind numbing load of unrealistic crap even by fiction standers, and is the soul thing I hate in this or any world. For those of you who do not catch my reference the title of the book starts with a T. I digress this is the story of the exact opposite of that. This is a good story involving a few vampires, werewolves, humans, and robots.
Chapter one: in the beginning
It’s January 2, 3000 and a child is born, a human child. Her father, a man of science, didn’t think she would survive. Her mother had fallen ill with a strange and crippling disease. The girl was lucky her father was who he was or she would not. The disease was force latent by an immunization shot her father had developed in the late hours of her mother’s life. It was too late for her mother, but not for her. She lives, her mother does not. Weakened by the disease she could not do a lot on her own. Her father had an answer there, too. Well versed in robotics and computer programming, created H-VAC.
Her name Sam Matic, Daughter of James Matic and Sara Matic, Now sixteen and she is still home schooled by her father. She is a rather timid girl towards other humans, only really opening up to H-VAC. Likely because she cannot do much past walking, H-VAC 97 does all her lifting and other activities normal people take for granted. What she lacks in physical abilities she more than makes up for with beauty and brains. Following her father’s steps and quickly pick up many engineering, programming, and medical skills. She also followed her mother in beauty and free spiritedness. She constantly nags her father to allow her to go to normal school like normal kids, or to do something differently for no apparent reason, other than to do something else.
James Matic is the widower to the late Sara Matic, and father of Sam Matic. He does hold three masters’ degrees, one in robotics, and another in computer programming, and the third in human biology. That says a lot, because he was not from a family with money and with his studies he did not have time to work. He had to do things, different things like scholarships and such. The man was no genius with an I.Q. of 114, but he still prevailed. During his school years he had been picked on by bullies like it was their job to ruin his life. This of course, only enforced his decision to keep his daughter in home schooling.
H-VAC is a Humanized- Variable Assistance Conduit edition have varied causing the numbers at the end to change. Being the only activated android the 97 or other number is usually dropped when addressing him. H-VAC has been a lifelong companion to Sam since she was five years old. Before that older simpler models watched over her. H-VAC has been upgraded over the years to give the illusion of physical growth. The software did not need to be upgrade to give the illusion of mental growth, due to his specialized AI which did grow and change like the human mind.
It is seven in the morning on Monday September 18, 3016 in the city of Los Angles California. Sam wakes to find breakfast in bed. A treat to you and me, but the norm to her, it consisted of two eggs, two strips of bacon and a slice of toast. H-VAC stood next to the bed, dormant, like a night stand. The mansion was still quiet, but outside birds chirped and the inside began to come to life too.
In a cheery voice Sam activates H-VAC “Time to get up. If have to you have to.” Never really being around other children since she was home schooled Sam’s only real friends was H-VAC.
“Good morning Miss. Matic.” H-VAC replies with equal cheer.
“I’m telling you for the last time H-VAC just call me Sam like everyone else.”
“As you wish; Miss. Sam.” H-VAC emphasized the miss part.
She smacks him with the pillow. “Oh you.”
“Careful now Sam. Do not overexert yourself.” While hitting H-VAC with a pillow wasn’t exerting herself, H-VAC likes to keep things calm. He does because the virus is only latent in her body to much stress could cause it to flare up again and maybe kill her. Saying nothing she put the pillow back and eats. After she finishes H-VAC reminds her of today’s schedule. “Mechanical engineering at 12:00, hardware design at 3:00, and your computer programming project is due. Speaking of your computer programming project. Are you sure an app for the retrieval and storage of mathematical formulas has any practical application to the common person? I do believe your father meant for it to be a more fun assignment.”
“Well I don’t know the common person. Remind me the last time I spent more than three hours outside of this house.”
“Now don’t go there Sam. You know your father has good reason to keep you here.”
“I know, but I have no idea what it could be. It’s not muggers or murders, because I have you H-VAC.” H-VAC shrugs his shoulders in modesty. “You could stop any human or animal from hurting me without breaking a sweat.”
“That is because I don’t have sweat glands.” He knows the meaning of the phrase and Sam knows he does. H-VAC does have a scene of humor. “Just be calm you have a few hours before your first class. Maybe if you ask politely your father will let me escort you in to town for a while.”
“Okay, I’ll give that a shot.” she walks down the long hall, to a flight of steps. Now to us it is a simple feat, but to her it is a general pain.
“Allow me to assist you.” H-VAC holds her steady as she wobbles up the steps. The first door on the right was her father’s study/laboratory, also known as his usual roost. He spent more time in there than all the other rooms of the mansion combine. Not to say he doesn’t spend much time with his daughter. He spends a lot of time with her, just usually in that room of the house.
“Um daddy?”
“Yes, princess?” That is what her father called her no matter how old she got. He told her she’ll always be daddy’s little princess.
“I was wondering could we go into town, just me and H-VAC.”
“Now princess you know how I feel about that.”
“You know we’ll be safe. You built H-VAC so he could protect me.”
“I don’t know.”
“We’ll be back before you notice, promise.”
“Okay, but if you so much as get a paper cut you won’t be going without me again for a long, long time.”
“Thank you daddy.” She says joyfully. She gives her dad a hug then they leave. At the large front door, which looked like something from a castle, she struggles to push open the door before H-VAC can get there and do it for her. This was to no avail; H-VAC slightly nudged the door and it swung open without any form of resistance. They walked partway down the stone walk way and the mansion came alive. The automated shutter glided open, lights turned on, and mansion in general seemed to shrug of its sleep.
“So where would you like to go today Sam?”
“I think school.”
“School, But your classes don’t start for three and a half hours.”
“Not home school; school, school.”
“Miss. Matic you know you’re not to do that.”
“But I am.”
“Sam Matic what has gotten into you this morning? Are you delirious? One you can't go to school unless you’re enrolled.”
“Then I will enroll.”
“You can’t just enroll whenever you wish, and you know that. Two your father would be furious if he know this is what you meant by um daddy I was wondering could we go into town, just me and H-VAC.”
“Daddy needs to stop being such a weary wart. I’ll be fine I just want to see what it is like. H-VAC you are my only friend. Not that I don’t like you, but you’re a robot.”
“Fine, you are so confusing. Last time you met someone from outside the house you where too timid to talk to them. Now you're hell bent on meeting the world.”
“It’s not that I would know what to say to them” she took a short pause. “But I have to meet people I...…I have to get out.”
H-VAC, confusion and worry gone, responded with sympathy. “You want to move on… to not be tied down….to spread your own wings…..to…to not be sick.” Sam looks down and away. “I am so sorry. If I had know this is way you were acting like this; I should tell your father.”
“No don’t, please don’t tell him.”
“Why not? If it‘s getting worse the dangers could be exponential. The shot no longer stopping it, what if it went air born?”
“Because we lost my mother to this disease. If he finds out that it is starting up again he would drive himself mad to find a cure.”
“He is your father! What else do you expect him to do?”
“I can’t put this on him. I’ll be fine anyway I have hidden it for three years on and off now there is no reason to worry him just yet.”
“If there is no reason to worry, then why are you acting like this?”
“Please don’t make me say it.”
“No I need to know exactly what is wrong.”
“FINE, fine I’ll tell you! I am afraid to die! Not like normal people! I could die without a first kiss, without a first date, without another human friend even! You didn’t know and father can’t know and I won’t let him!”
“I must tell him! It is in your best interest!”
“Override code” H-VAC froze in place “9-1-2-9-8-6-9. Ha tell him now,” she had activated the override code that shuts off his voice. H-VAC shakes his head is disappointment and surrenders to her demand of not telling. “9-6-8-9-2-1-9”
“I see you really have to do this. We’ll go but you have to stay calm and we have to be back on time.”
“Thank you very much, and I am sorry about the override, but I couldn’t let you tell him.” H-VAC carries her to the school where he uses his camouflage feature to impersonate James and enroll her in school.
Chapter two: school days
They manage to get her in classes immediately. Her teacher Mrs. Crumple introduces her to the class and she is welcomed like a celebrity. She had quite the opposite experience her father did in high school, she had fun, she even met someone.
“Shit! Shit! Shit! I am going to be late for class” The boy slips “Look out.” Sam steps to the side and he crashes into H-VAC. Papers fall to the ground around them. Other students walk past pointing and laughing. It was a common occurrence for him to run to his next class and crash into something. Sam herself couldn’t help, but giggle. Sam helps pick up the papers. “You must be the new girl; the genius.”
“I am no genius. My father home schools me.” Sam giggles again.
“If your home schooled, than why are you at school?”
“Well….”
“Hate to ask and run, but I’ll be late if I don’t sorry.” they go their separate ways.
“You like him.”
“What H-VAC?”
“YOU like HIM.”
“What makes you say that we just met and he nearly hit me?”
“But he hit me and I can tell. I have had eleven years to fully understand how you work and being a finely tuned AI created for the sole propose of looking after you. I’d say I know what I am talking about.” Sam blushes. “And you’re doing a terrible job of hiding it. If I had a mirror I would show you how much you’re blushing.” This only served to make her blush more. “I would watch that. You would fall for someone easier than another, because how sheltered you were.”
“Oh quite you. What’s my next class?”
“Oh dear it seems I lost track of time, as you did. We need to get you home now!”
“But schools not over yet!”
“You’ll see him again I am sure, but we MUST go now!” H-VAC scoops up Sam like a shovel digs dirt and sprints out. The draft causes papers to fall, skirts to fly up, and hair to lose its pins. “We will take the quickest route.”
“Where is that?”
“Through the slums of the city. Don’t worry I’ve got you.” he sprints with his super human speed into the slums unaware of what stalked them with even greater speed. That’s when it hit him like a ton of bricks. Holding Sam safely in his arms he was tackled to the ground. The strange figure, now reveling itself to be a man in his twenties, grabs at Sam, but H-VAC swats him away. “Run Sam.” she slips from H-VAC’s grasp as well as her attacker’s.
Out of breath she manages to say “Easier…..said then….done.” the attacker lunges at her and pins her on the ground. “AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH”
“Quiet you! I just need a drink.” he holds the word drink with a hiss in his voice that subsequently causing a fear of all its own. H-VAC rips the attacker from her throwing him ageist a wall. “Aaaaah I see you little toy thinks it can stand ageist Me.” he said with a taunting sigh.
“I am H-VAC 97, Humanized- Variable Assistance Conduit 97th edition, and I will not hold back.”
“Not a problem for me. In fact I’ll enjoy ripping your circuits from your chest.” The man relives his fangs. Sam stops around the corner as not to be out of H-VAC’s reach if something happens. Panting her heart nearly stop at the sight.
“V-vampire!” she screams.
“Aw now she did it. I didn’t want to kill her, but now I have to.”
“Over my rusted remains.”
“As you wish.” H-VAC fought valiantly, but it was futile. The vampire ripped him to pieces, small pieces. Fortunately leaving the head intact, unfortunately he had to watch as she died. “Now watch as what you fought so hard to protect dies no matter what.” He bites her, but half way through draining her he was stopped by a large, fast and furry creature tackling him. Sam was unconscious, but H-VAC was recording all of the action of what appeared to be a werewolf fighting a vampire.
“Ha ha, I didn’t know school let out early.”
“OW OW OWWWWWW. Very funny, what do you think you’re doing in my territory? We are supposed to be at peace now. You shouldn’t be trying to take my meal.”
“I am sorry, but it is eat or die and I have held off for a long time. I just couldn’t help but follow them here. I need a drink.”
“Go to seventh and main if you don’t mind it not being straight from the human.”
“Honesty, I prefer it that way. Thank you.” he says running a way “Oh and one more thing I read your mind. A human honestly this isn’t a movie. If it was….well maybe things wouldn’t be so bad for us.” the werewolf hunched on his back legs just looked at him, before the vampire walks around the corner and disappears. H-VAC is picked up with Sam and dropped off in front of the emergency room unnoticed by the werewolf. The doctors try to keep Sam from death, as the cops at the hospital try to watch the footage H-VAC had taken. Sam stabilizes after receiving a blood transfusion form a mysterious source. By mysterious I mean the doctors didn’t place it. They left after declaring her dead, but when they return to collect the body she was alive and stable. H-VAC knew from how the vampire reacted to Sam recognizing him as one that if the footage was shown it would mean trouble for her. So he corrupted the file never to be seen again. Sam’s father burst through the emergency room door.
“Why wasn’t I informed sooner?” he yells at a man walking in behind him.
“Sir we informed you as soon as we knew she was dead. We don’t want to worry parents if they just come in. Some kids come in here after an accident, leave all fixed up, and their parents never know.”
“My daughter is sick with a disease that no hospital is equipped to deal with. It is on her medical records that if she is entering into a hospital not by me I will be immediately informed and she will be sent to the medical faculties at home. This is where I will be the one who performs the medical examinations.” they continue the conversation all the way to the room Sam was in. “I will have someone’s head for this!” His fury was silenced by a weak voice from behind the curtain.
“Hi dad.”
“Princess you’re…..you’re alive!” she shakes her head signaling yes in response. “We’ll finish this conversation later.” he says giving the man a death stare. “Do you remember what happened? The doctors said it looked like an animal attack.” again shakes her head, but this time it was a no. Even though she did remember everything before she passed out from blood loss. “Okay you’re coming home. I’ll fix you back up okay.”
“Okay daddy, but will H-VAC be okay?”
“H-VAC will be fine too in fact he’ll be better then fine.”
“Good.”
“Okay, go to sleep now. You need your rest.” Sam is moved to the mansion’s fully automated facilities. H-VAC is rebuilt into the faster, stronger, and more durable H-VAC 98. With more powerful micro-hydraulic pistons for strength. A faster, smaller, and wider spread Nero network for fast reflexes, and better self-awareness. Inch thick titanium alloy exterior plating as well as interior coating for an extreme boost in durability.
Chapter three: Vampire heart
Life returned to normal for the next three months Sam, with a few exceptions. One, she finally talked her father to allowing her to go to normal school, but she still had her normal studies. Two, more trips, besides school, to town and they were longer. Three, she checked the mirror every day for fangs. One day she decided to talk to H-VAC about what had happened that day that was now more than three months ago.
“H-VAC what happened after a past out that day.”
“I don’t recall.”
“You have to he left you head intact.”
“Last thing I remember is running home with you.”
“With me? Since when could I run all the way home from town or at all really?” town was a three mile trip.
“Your right something must have corrupted that file, which means by now it’s too far gone and deleted from my systems.”
“I see. I hope I was just seeing things.”
“Why.”
“I actually think the guy that bit me was a vampire. I have actually been checking if I grew fangs.”
“I noticed. Vampires aren’t real and neither are werewolves.”
“I didn’t say anything about werewolves.” She immediately put on a big smile “You do remember and I am right.”
“Your right I do remember, but it is better not to talk about it.”
“Why?”
“Just trust me.”
“Okay. I wonder why I don’t have fangs yet.”
“Moving on, time to go to school.” she races H-VAC with a vigor that she had never posed before. She beats H-VAC to the large front doors and pushes them open.
“Princess you’re staying home from school today.” her father tells her in shock of what he just saw dropping his tooth brush. A sickly girl who could barely climb steps and has never opened that door no matter how hard she tried race through a mansion and fling those very doors open with ease. It took her a moment to realize what she had just done. “Come to the lab quickly Sam and you too H-VAC.” another surprising thing he called her Sam instead of princess. Fallowing instructions they came. “Okay I am going to run a few blood tests. Please just bear with me when I give you the fallowing tests. Raise your right arm” she fallows all orders with perfect obedience. “Okay now push my arm. Same thing with the other arm. Okay now the legs. I don’t know what happened, but it looks like your cured.”
“I’m…I’m not sick anymore?!”
“Yes it appears so.” Her father said tears welling up in his eyes. “Just need to wait on the blood test to prove It.” he goes to grab a needle, but accident cuts his hand on one of the nearby surgical tools. Sam sees the blood and that’s when the fangs grew in. Her father too distracted by his bleeding hand and joy to notice, Sam was entranced, and H-VAC pointed it out, quietly, to Sam. She quickly covers her mouth with a gasp. “Oh it’s not that bad I’ll be fine just let me get a bandage on It.” he say assuming the gasp was for his hand. H-VAC and Sam exchange worried looks. Her father hand bandaged took her blood and ran every test know to man. Sam, slightly dazed from blood loss, tries biting at her father missing and almost hitting the ground if H-VAC had not of caught her. She fell asleep on the surgical table and had a terrible nightmare of her own father dissecting her for being a vampire. She walks up, her father reading the results of the tests, and H-VAC standing beside her just as he was when she fell asleep. She checks for fangs while her father’s back was to her and they were still there. He turns to her to read her the results and she quickly closes her mouth. “Strange, very strange indeed. According to this you still have the disease, but now you have something else too.”
“What?” she asks her father.
“Well the first disease, you and your mother had weakened the body by draining your body’s resources to the production of weakened blood cells. This new one on the other had makes you stronger, but causes your blood cells to die at a rapid rate. They seem to have acquired some sort of equilibrium making you stronger, but not killing you. It’s like having aids and a super high metabolism on crack and you’re still alive.” he says under his breath; he pauses for a moment. “I…I don’t know what the hell is going on, but it’s not good. Maybe I just messed up somewhere on the tests. Just go to your room. I’ll call the school and explain.” Sam walks to her room H-VAC right behind her.
“What is going on Miss Matic?”
“I don’t know and CALL ME SAM!”
“You not the same.”
“Your little toy is right you know.” coming from an unfortunately filmier voice. H-VAC turns to him.
“I am H-VAC 98, Humanized- Variable Assistance Conduit 98th edition, and I will not hold back.”
“Oh I see your little toy got an upgrade. Still can’t touch me.”
“Would you like to test that theory?”
“Yes, but not now. I am here to apologize. Miss Matic I am sorry for your current circumstances, but you will have to learn some things.” H-VAC stood firmly between the two as the man approached.
“Like what?”
“H-VAC let me talk to him.” H-VAC looks at her as if to question her judgment. “Please.”
“As you wish, but I am not moving from in-between you two.”
“Like what?”
“Like how to control the urge to drink human blood. Hold back when people taunt you and not rip their heads off. Finally how to hide in plain sight. Vampires have evolved and adapted over the centuries of warring with the humans and werewolves, you no longer need to fear the sun or the werewolves. That is if you don’t infringe on the werewolves rights.” He moves his head to try to talk around H-VAC, but H-VAC makes a better brick wall than a window. “Also I am here if you need any more guidance. Oh and a word of warning the sun is fine, but tanning booths or anything more intense will kill you easy; like being burnt alive.”
“Wait what is your name? How will I find you?”
“Victor Rednoff, and ask for me at the police station at the intersection of tenth and brook. Again I am sorry truly……… I lost control one time and ruined a young girl’s life.” then leaping from the window he disappeared.
“We should now inform the police.”
“H-VAC listen to yourself you want to go to the police, and tell them there are vampires running around. When the only vampire you know is a cop!”
“Only vampire besides you.”
“Yes… the only vampire besides me.” She looks down at her feet, and the sorrow in her voice was audible. She walks to the bathroom in her room and plays with her fangs in the mirror.
“What are you doing?”
“I don’t know H-VAC, I just don’t know.” She paused. “Hey I am a vampire now so I have like super human strength right?”
“Yes, but…” Sam interrupts him.
“Let's see, try to keep my arm from moving down.” she tries and ends up as flat as a board in the air. She laughs ecstatically. Plants her feet on the ground and lifts H-VAC into the air. There was a knock at her door and she drops H-VAC with loud crash. Her father bust through the door at the sound.
“What happened?”
“Nothing.”
“If nothing happened; why is H-VAC on the ground?”
“I tripped.”
“You tripped?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, I’ll believe that… for now. H-VAC, come with me.” He leads H-VAC out of the room to what he thought Sam was out of ear shout. “I think something might be wrong with Sam more than usual I think…I think she might be a-a…vampire.” H-VAC looks back towards Sam’s room.
“Why sir, do you realize what you are saying. You sound absolutely mad.”
“I know, I know, but after looking at the results of the test I see strange similarities between the effects of this new virus and vampire traits.”
“Sir I think you may just be confusing symptoms of a blood disease and the supernatural.”
“I don’t know of a blood disease that causes its host to grow fangs and the other parts that would say allow them to take any human down and drink their blood dry. Even infect them with the disease if they swap blood.” H-VAC looks around nervous. “I did some research and it is transferred by a bite then swapping blood, it causes the person to need to drink blood, they sparkle in the sun light like they have diamonds in their skin, and turn them to a soulless hell spawn.” H-VAC looks at him questionably. “Okay the last one is debatable, but you can’t deny the rest.”
“I know a good some of lore myself, from when you assigned Sam the myths of the world assignment, and they do not sparkle that is a from a centuries old book written by a hack.”
“None the less she shows all the signs.” unknown to her father Sam heard everything and was crying in her room with the feeling that her nightmare was to soon come true.
“Did you see any fangs on her? What about burning in the sun light? What about drinking human blood?”
“I have no idea, but I have to find out.” his voice was solemn and sad. “And please don’t let her know of my suspicions either way this turns out. I feel like I betrayed her by even thinking this might be possible.” they walk back across the house to Sam’s room. She dried her tears as not to make him even more suspicious. “Let me talk to her alone.”
“I can’t allow that. If your right this could get ugly.”
“Your right, fine you can come.” he knocks on the door. “Princess may I come in.” she opens the door.
“Like you need to ask” she says with a big smile. A smile of plastic, but a smile.
“We need to talk.”
“Why is something wrong? What did the tests say? Is it worse?” she deserves an award for her acting.
“I don’t know just yet smile form me.”
“Smile, what does that has to do with a rare blood disease?”
“Just trust me.”
“Um okay.” doing her best to look puzzled. She smiles, but keeps her mouth shut.
“Wider.” she still keeps her lips over her mouth. “Wider.” she drops the smile.
“I can’t smile any wider.”
“Show me how well your tooth paste has been working.”
“I am not five, what are looking for in my teeth.”
Her father smiles weakly. “I didn’t think that would work, but worth the try. Now I didn’t want to worry you, but the disease if it’s affected you would have caused a deformation in your teeth.”
“What kind?”
“Please just you me your teeth so I can stop worrying.”
Weakly she says. “Fine.”
Her father lets out a sigh of relief “Nothing, I am glad it was all in my mind.” Sam feels her teeth where the fangs were and they were gone. “Everything is fine, the disease hasn’t affected you. You won’t be counted absent today if you want to do some more home schooling. Tomorrow you go to school like normal, but come home right after I have a surprise for you.”
“What is it?” she goes back to feeling her teeth.
“I can’t tell you. If I did then it wouldn’t be a surprise.” her father walks out of the room, and then Sam and H-VAC exchange worried looks.
“Your father knows.”
“Not really he didn't see any fangs, and from how he was intent on seeing my teeth he was counting on fangs as proof.”
“What he did see your fangs?”
“Can’t see what’s not there.”
“What do you mean not there? Did you pull them out?”
“No, they just disappeared I guess.”
“That doesn’t make any sense. Let me see.” H-VAC scans her head with his built in x-ray machine for a full view of her mouth. “Intriguing they appear to be retractable. You must have retracted them unknowingly.”
“Well I think that might have just saved my life.”
“What do you mean? He is your father; you don’t seriously think he would kill you for being a vampire.” She gives H-VAC a sarcastic look. “Well it’s hard to sound serious when talking about vampires like they’re real.”
“I am just going to go see Victor see how to deal with something like this.”
“You’re not serious are you? You can’t go to that man that…that thing!”
“That thing!? So I guess now I am just a thing too!?”
“You know what I mean!”
“Just leave me alone.” she walks out H-VAC close behind her. “I said leave me alone.” She reaches the front door and she opens it.
“I can’t let you do this. Don’t make me make you stop.”
“You have to catch me first.”
“Don’t you dare.” she bolts like lighting out the door. “I didn’t want to do this, but you left me no choice.” Panels on the back lower part of his leg open releasing a steam like substance, and boom. He was neck and neck with her in seconds. She swung around a pole to the right. Have worse agility than her H-VAC lost some ground when she turned, but still hung close. They raced around the city at high speeds. She was more preoccupied with leaving H-VAC in her dust, than what she was trying to do before. They had past the police station several times.

Chapter four: Outrun
The sound of sirens broke some of the intensity of their race. “This is the Shimmerville high speed police force, Pull over!”
“Oh no H-VAC what do we do?”
“Well there is no law ageist high speed running, so stop.”
“But then they will know I am not human.”
“Well you should have thought about a head of time. So not my problem.”
“Don’t give me that. You’re motorized as in motorized vehicle and you’re owned by my dad. So if you get caught breaking the speed limit he gets the punishment. You don’t really want to cause trouble for him do you?” H-VAC was silent for a moment.
“This is the Shimmerville high speed police force, Pull over!” the cop was catching up to them. “Slow down. You’re going a sixty kilometers per hour thirdly over the speed limit.”
“Okay fine, fallow my lead.” H-VAC moves to the right of the squad car. Sam fallowing every step. That side being closed to the railing leaves no room for the cop to turn, that way at least. Then stops short so that the cop flies past them. Being not in a car they turned and ran instantly. The cop whipped his car around and called for backup over the radio.
“I am in pursuit of two extremely fast, small, and agile crafts I cannot identify. Requesting backup.”
“Roger that back up is on the way.”
“Great he called for backup.”
“Do you pick up radio transmissions too?”
“Funny, H-VAC what do we do?”
“Run faster.”
“Great advice.” the four backup cops cut off the road in front of them; forcing them onto a dirt trail.
“The suspects have gone off road switching to off road configuration.” the tire’s rubber was blown off and quickly replaced by thicker off road tires. The front, already reinforced, bumper produced a large plow made of a silvery metal. The suspension raised itself and finally the windows produced iron guards. The monster of a police car was not going to give up and was soon accompanied by two of the four back up cars.
“We aren’t going to lose them at this rate.”
“You’re right they be happy with catching one of us.”
“No H-VAC, I’ll drag you if I have to.”
“See you at The Impound.” H-VAC stops dead in his tracks. Sam looks back at him and could not bring herself to leave him. She turns after him and the cops have him surrounded by the she reaches him. In a spurt of speed she jumps over the jacked up cop car, grabs H-VAC, over the next car for the escape. The cops were perplexed as the suspects just seemed to vanish.
“The suspects have escaped, repeat suspects have escaped.” they now head for the police station H-VAC unaware of the destination, and Sam leading the way at high speeds.
“Stop running!”
“Stop trying to stop me.”
“You’re not still going to talk to him are you?”
“What do you think?” Again like a bad annoying fly the sirens blare. A monster truck of a cop car flew through the tree line in front of them, and out onto the highway.
“Control reengaging tangos over. Requesting permission to use lethal force.”
“Request denied officers are restricted to non-lethal force till the need presents itself. Oh and officer Trimmer don’t let your pride control your trigger finger.” the duo turn the other way to be face by a road block.
“You’re not getting away from me. I am officer Trimmer of the Shimmerville high speed police force. Surrender now or I will shoot.”
Sam forgot that she had superhuman hearing. “You’re restricted to non-lethal force you can’t shoot.”
“Sam normal humans couldn’t hear that!”
“I guess I blew my cover then, didn’t I?”
“Too late to go back now.”
“The targets are not human re-requesting the use of lethal force.”
“Waiting for confirmation from your fellow officers on scene.......Permission granted.”
“We’re going hot boys.” two machine guns sprung from the front end of each car. The chase, now broadcast live, was seen by her father, who immediately dropped everything and went after her. Not as himself, not as a worried father even, but as an identity he had kept hidden since his marriage. The Blur is the most, high tech, illusive, and infamous thief to date. The case continued past the police station toward a shopping mall. H-VAC and Sam run in the Mall to avoid the spray of bullets chasing them. When a pitch black racing motorcycle flew down the escalator in front of them. Sliding the man on the motorcycle stops and blocks the bullets like it was nothing.
“Get on!”
“No!”
“Get on princess.”
“Dad?”
“Yes.” the transformed cop car tries to ram him but is stopped short by an E.M.P. killing all the machines electrical systems. “Are you coming now or not?”
“I am so confused right now.”
“Remember the stories I told you about...” he was interrupted by officer Trimmer.
“God damn it. It’s The Blur.”
“Good to see you again too Trimmer. Hey are you an again officer yet?” Trimmer gets out of his vehicle.
“You little fuck!”
“Whoa whoa there man, there are children present.”
“Probably more of your, freak show experiments. How you trick those people to be human subjects I will never know.”
“I didn’t trick them. Someone busted into my lab on an illegal raid, and bust all my equipment. This is the reason they became what they did.”
“I hope she suffered.”
“Excuse me, I didn’t quite catch that.”
“I hope your wife suffered. I know who you are I just couldn’t prove it. So I called in a favor from a contact in the black market, and got an experimental virus. I’ll give you one guess who received it.” James tightened his fists. “Here’s a hint her name was Sara.”
“You fucking prick!”
“NO YOU’RE THE PRICK! My brother fell for your false promises. Then he couldn‘t even die with his dignity.”
“That was not my fault. Don’t blame me for your mistakes!”
“What did you do dad?”
“STAY OUT OF THIS YOU LITTLE BITCH! Your daddy and I have a little unfinished business.”
“NO ONE TALKS TO MY DAUGHTER THAT WAY, AND WALKS AWAY!”
“Are you threatening an officer of the law?”
“It’s not a threat; it’s a fact of life.” electricity encircled his black suit. James charges Trimmer, but Trimmer was ready. Trimmer a veteran gunslinger whips out a desert eagle he named quick silver, because he practiced day after day of drawing it getting quicker and quicker. He pulls the trigger calling out.
“So predictable.” James doges the bullets like Trimmer couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn.
“How predictable was that?” James delivers a bone crushing punch to Trimmers head, and then a furious knee to his groin. Needless to say Trimmer was put in the hospital ICU for a skull, broken in two places, a cracked pelvic bone, and internal bleeding. All officers on scene laid down their guns. Not out of fear, but out of respect. Respect for his loss, Respect for action against the rouge officer Trimmer, respect for his past, respect for his life he now leads as a generous pillar of the community, and respect for the goodness they know will come from him. “Come on lets go.”


“Dispatch the suspects have escaped. They pose no further threat. I feel we should stop looking for them.”
“Roger that officer Victor.”
“Victor!” Victor looks at James, and James nods his head in gratitude. James spins around, dives up the escalator, and out a second story window. H-VAC and Sam stood there for a minute looking around stunned and confused. James comes back through the west entrance doors grabs Sam, and then exits through the east entrance doors. This time H-VAC fallows.
“I am going to have some shit to explain, aren‘t I.” Victor says looking at the officers glaring at him.
The trio made it back to the mansion. “You’re a vampire!?”
“You an infamous thief?!”
“Was an infamous thief.”
“If I may interrupt I am sorry for referring to vampires as things earlier. I should have known that would upset you.”
“You knew!?”
“Um yes sir….”
“God I am a terrible father. My daughter is a vampire, I didn’t know, but the robot butler did. How long have you been a vampire?”
“When I had suffered a quote animal attack.”
“Three months.” He says weakly. James hangs his head in shame.
“How long were you The Blur?” Sam says trying to change the subject.
“A good ten years of my life… But that was before I met your mother.”
“You know those stories you’ve told me about The Blur since I was like five.”
“Yes.”
“You didn’t change the stories a little you know made yourself a little cooler than you really were.”
“I am in my forties, doing what you just witnessed on the motorcycle, and you really have to ask?”
“Well….”
“Look, don’t try to distract me. We need to talk about how you’re a vampire now. The one problem is....I have no idea of what to say or do about it.”
“We could go talk to Victor.”
“Officer Victor, the guy who called off the pursuit?”
“Yes, he… is also… the one… who maybe had made me… a vampire.” Her father’s face grew cold and angry.
“I am going to kill him!”
“No, no he explained everything he seems like a nice guy.”
“I agree with your father.”
“And about him being a nice guy. I know he helped me a lot. He was my guy on the inside; keeping the police off me when he could, but there is not a chance in hell I am going to let this go.”
“Please just give him a chance to help.”
“Fine, but I am still going to kill him.”
“No!” Her father dashes to his motorcycle. Sam runs in front of him, but with his suit that was useless. He flips over her, lands on his motorcycle, hit the throttle, and does it all in one swift motion. He speeds away pursued by his daughter and H-VAC pursued her.
“Not again.” H-VAC takes off after them. “Stop both of you.”
“I am going to kill him!”
“No, don’t he’s the only vampire I know.” James looks back at her.
“I am still going to kill him.”
“Both of you are upset, and maybe a little dehydrated form all this running. Let’s all just calm down a bit.”
“Fine, I’ll give him one chance for old time’s sake, but if he is full of it…I am going to kill him.”
“Thank you….so are you two going to slow down yet? I am not sure we are still in the same town.”
Chapter Five: To the Victor Goes the Explanations
“We are.” James takes a sharp turn and there the police station was. He looks at H-VAC and then his daughter. “One chance to make a mends.” they walk through the front door. Which was not the best idea considering The Blur is still on the FBI most wanted, and H-VAC and Sam were just in a high speed peruse. Victor was cleaning out his desk, and packing his stuff into a box. “You know why we are here Victor.”
“Then I will explain why I am not.”
“Wait what? You didn’t get caught did you?”
“No no, my superiors new about the entire time. It was for your daughter.”
“Okay what?”
“I’ll explain as I clean out my desk. Now in the early day of vampires they ate humans without any fear of the consciences. Over time as the humans started to rebel and there were less and less pure blood vampires more turned ones. So we decided to be more peaceful. Eventually we, instead of being soulless monsters who live to kill, decided to protect what we once killed for fun. Most of us don’t drink live blood anymore, and unfortunately that is why there is a quote blood shortage at the blood banks.”
“What does that have to do with my daughter?”
“I turned her. I lost control one time. It ruined her eternal life and mine. I will never be allowed back, forever banished here. Thus the only hope I have of making some kind of redemption is to help you learn to live as one of us.”
“Wait, no vampires kill humans anymore, and they’re all cops.”
“No, far from it, there are still vampires that eat humans, and not all are cops.”
“Is every cop here a vampire?”
“Yes, that is why I speak so openly about it. Also I don’t have place to stay anymore. Would you let me stay with you, you know for old time’s sake.”
“Yes, but if you try anything funny there is a wooden stake with your name on it.”
“Dad, don’t talk like that in a room full of vampires.”
“I may be older, but they still know I can kick their teeth in.”
“Much more violent with age.”
“Much more violent when someone messes with my family.”
“I understand I had a family too, before I was turned.”
“Well come on lets go.” Victor, Sam, and H-VAC were running right behind James on his motorcycle. Not because they wanted too, but because he was fast on that motorcycle of black steel. He drives it straight through the front doors of his mansion.
“Wow, not time to park it in the garage dad?” without saying a word, with great speed, and agility he sprints up the steps. There is a loud thud from the direction James went. “Dad!”
“James!”
“Blur!” Sam and H-VAC look at Victor. “You get use to calling someone a certain name.” then they fallow James path to find him seemingly unconscious in just outside Sam’s room. They look in to see, and a large war machine known as The Boom Stick. The Boom Stick was equipped with large high powered shotguns on its forearms, as well as a large ammo tank on its back. These machines were discontinued after they became too hard to control, and the collateral damage they caused greatly outweighed their usefulness. This one however was a different model, clearly modified by some new owner. The new owner likely obtaining it when they were gutted and sold by the U.S. military in attempts to make up for some of the lost capital. This model was the same except for two shoulder mounted, slug shooting, shotguns that had a decreased barrel circumference and other modifications for longer range. It was also bulkier, and had a larger ammo tank. Clearly someone had figured out the problems with the old model and used that to make it even more destructive. “No not her.”
“Her, do you know that’s a robot right?”
“She is around here somewhere.”
“My sensors indicate there is another here.” H-VAC gets dropkicked from behind.
“There she is.”
“Hey honey.”
“I take you know her.”
“We use to date; in fact she was the one who turned me.”
“So you got kicked out of you little wimpy club. You could always comeback with me.”
“Not a good chance of that.”
“She is….”
“Holly.” he says the name with great disgust.
“Really? That doesn’t sound like the name of one of the bad guys.”
“So you assume I am the villain. For all you know I’m here to stop the bad, bad robot.” she says mocking Sam.
“Just leave now Holly. None of these people are of your concern.”
“On the contrary, any girl around you is my business.”
“She is fifteen and I am six hundred and forty.”
“So?”
“Is there something wrong with her?”
“Many things.”
“That’s it Boomer get them, but don’t touch my precious Victor.” Victor cringes with disgust. H-VAC grabs Boomer and holds it back. Victor charges at Holly, but she pivots around him. This caused him to dive head first into a wall instead of Holly. Holly goes up to Sam and stares her down before anyone can react. “You will leave my little Victor poo alone, and you will stay far, far away from me and him if you know what’s good for you.” She slams Sam ageist the wall. “DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!”
“Yes, I do.”
“I don’t think you do.” Holly tosses Sam on the ground and stands over her.
“Leave her alone.” Victor tackles Holly from over Sam, but Holly effortlessly throws him onto H-VAC and Boomer. Before Sam could get up Holly was bent over top of her.
“Now you little bitch…”
“No one talks to my daughter that way!” James kicks Holly in the side and she collides with the ceiling leaving cracks. Boomer throws off victor and H-VAC to protect its master. James dispatches Boomer with equal ease. Boomer goes as if to punch James with its shotgun, and James catches it. Boomer tries again, and the result was the same. Now it tried its shoulder mounted shotguns, but although the result was not the same boomer was still thwarted. The suit was giving him in human strength, reflexes, and as you likely guessed, was bullet proof. James head butts Boomer in Boomer’s head. This stunted Boomer, buy interfering with its forward sensors. He kicks Boomer back. Placing Boomer between a window on a third floor and James. James always wanting to show off more and more with age; begins to rapidly punch at various parts of Boomer’s solid steel mechanical body disorienting Boomer even more also leaving massive dents . Holly slowly starts to get to her feet, but couldn’t stop James from destroying Boomer. James finishes Boomer by dropkicking him out the window sending him to the hard concrete and broken glass below.
“No Boomer! You broke my toy. You’ll pay for that you stupid ass.” James turns to Holly, and glares.
“Watch your mouth; there are children present.” He then grabs Holly, now having made it onto her hands and knees, by her shirt collier and her belt.
“Let go of me you prick!” Everyone sits up and watches as James spinning for maximum distance throws Holly out the window.
“I told you watch your mouth, and maybe I would have only thrown you out the front door.
“Wow dad, I never saw you do anything like that before.”
“Well you haven’t seen your father when I worked with him as an insider on the police force. You can’t compare, but he has lost some of his edge with age.”
“Well princess I did lose some skill with age, but” he looks at out the window. “Mess with the best die like the rest.” Holly jumps back in through the window. “Didn’t you just hear me?”
“You think you some powerful don’t you?” James shrugs. “Well I’ll be back, with some friends and I will have my revenge for this embarrassment.” Walking toward Holly not caring, not afraid, and not amused.
“I guess you didn’t hear me. Mess with the best die like the rest.” Sam., H-VAC, and Victor stand behind James. “I think you should go.” Holly kicks James in the groin, and he pretends to be hurt however the crotch is armored. “Got ya, now go.” She kicks him again, so he throws her back out the window. James looks out the window to see if they were going to try coming in again, but there was no sign of them or where they went. “Victor what was that about?”
“She is like my crazy vampire stalker. Any girl that comes close to me she thinks is a threat to our relationship, but the thing about that is we don’t have a relationship anymore.”
“And she magically knew you were going to be here now why?”
“Not magic, but a GPS tracking device she logged in my brain. I still don’t remember anything before that happened.”
“We’ll have to deal with that. Come with me to the medical lab in the basement.”
“No offence, but I would prefer you not to poke around in my skull.”
“I am the untrustworthy one?”
“No not that, but I am not sure you’re qualified to do brain surgery.”
“Well that depends what you consider qualified. If you mean paper work, then no. If you mean skilled, then yes.”
“I am still not quite sure.” H-VAC grabs Victor by his shoulders.
“I am still not quite sure you have a choice.” Sam looks at her father. “It is for the good of everyone involved, and don’t worry he’ll be fine princess.” H-VAC leads Victor right behind James to the surgical table in the medical lab on the lower level of the mansion. Sam fallows them closely. She was afraid Victor might have an accident during the surgery. Sam grew untrusting of her father, because she had no idea what this side of her father would do. In the lab James asks Victor “Please sit.” and motions to the table as he prepares for the surgery. Sam and H-VAC stand and watch as the surgery goes off without a hitch, and Victor is all put back together. “So how do you feel?”
“Like I got hit in the head by a truck. No I am not exaggerating it’s happened before.”
“Well I am not surprised, in fact that’s good. The chip was deep in the tissue more in spine than the brain. Not feeling anything would have meant I messed something up. Why did you say it was in your brain?”
“Because it was in my brain.”
“There is a difference between the place called the spine and the one called the brain.”
“Does it matter?”
“Well if I wasn’t as good as I am I would have killed you to get that chip going through your brain.”
“Is there anything else I should know?”
“Your daughter will need some form of blood soon the transfusion she receded that day should be almost gone by now.”
“Okay I am lost, how does a blood transfusion keep a vampire alive three months?”
“Three months, she should have had one no longer than a day ago. Quick Sam do you have any blank spots in your memory, or noticeable lapses in time.”
“No.”
“How do you know if she would have had a blood transfusion yesterday?”
“There are some of us at the Hospital and the local blood bank obviously. She is now on their lists of what we call virgin vampire meaning they have never drink any actual blood. So she can receive a special transfusion that will keep her going good as normal, but it only works with vampire that haven’t drank any blood yet. It also causes them to suffer from obvious signs of blood loss before it is near gone. Thus they go to the hospital complain of these symptoms and are taken care of. We don’t let this go on long without them knowing we usual tell them what they are, and they choose where to go from there.”
“Okay, one question still. Why does it only work with the quote virgin vampires?”
“Because their bodies don’t know the difference until they have drank.”
“Wow the crap people come up with.”
“What do you mean?”
“I was playing alone with the whole new version of vampire thing until this. Virgin vampires, do you really expect me to believe that? That was a rhetorical question by the way. Good bye Victor, I guess you won’t be one of the victors of this human vampire war you soulless bustard.” James press a button on his wrist and Victors head explodes.
“Victor! Dad why did you do that?”
“I am sorry princess, but you next. Don’t worry you’ll be sedated during dissection, and won’t feel a thing. H-VAC sedate her.” the doors all lock, and Sam is cornered. Sam screams with all her might, but no sound came. H-VAC closes in, “Princess” her dad says over and over “Princess” as she runs around the room to escape H-VAC for what was no more than three minutes. “WAKE UP YOUR HAVING A NIGHTMARE!” Sam is shaken back to reality by her father. She hugs him tightly, and Victor with H-VAC shaving his head to prepare for surgery, look at her worried. “What happened that must have been one bad nightmare. You were screaming for a good three minutes as I tried to wake to up.” Sam just cries on his shoulder. “Could you guys give us a moment?”
“No problem.” Victor says as he walks out the door. H-VAC fallows clippers still in hand tries to finish cutting Victors hair.
“Now princess what happened. I don’t think I have ever seen something upset you this much.” James pulls off the Blur mask. “Please tell me what is wrong.”
“In my dream you blew Victor head up, and tried to dissect me, because we are vampires.”
“Princess I could never hurt you. You’re my daughter the only reason I haven’t killed Victor for turning you is because you didn’t want me to. So what makes you think I would ever do something like that?”
“I don’t know. I mean I do. You’re a different person than I have ever seen before and it scares me. I saw you take down that office heading up the chase; even a superhuman vampire and her robot like you do this kind of thing every day.”
“Well I guess I didn’t think about that. I just reacted to try to protect you any way I could. I am your father that stuff kind of comes with the title. One I proudly wear might I add, and in all honesty I am use to it. You remember those stories about The Blur, I know you do, those are all true. I really used to steal, fight, and all that other stuff you just love to hear me tell you about when you where younger. You thought The Blur was some kind of rouge superhero.”
“I didn’t think he was real, and now that I do I am afraid of what might happen. You almost died at least six times in the stories you told me, and some people did.”
“I promise you; I am not going to let anyone die.”
“Thank you.”
“Your welcome.”
“H-VAC Victor I know you two are listening in. You two can come back in now.”
“I wonder why I sent them out in the first place. They could hear us from almost anywhere in the house.”
“So Dr. Blur are you ready to get that thing out of my head so she can’t chase me anymore.”
“No no first we need to take some x-rays.”
“Then why did the robot shave my head?”
“His name is H-VAC and we need to do that, because our equipment is extremely sensitive. We don’t want to risk any mistakes at all.”
“Okay, so how long will this take?”
“With the equipment we have on us… should be by about… some time tomorrow… afternoon”
“I love your certainty.”
“Very funny.”
“She’ll be back by tomorrow.”
“Then we will dispose of her as we just did.”
“Let me rephrase that. She will be back tomorrow with more vampires like her. The kind that kill people for food, and they will need to bulk up for the fight.”
“We don’t know where they are at.”
“You can, if you find the signal transmitted by the chip and fallow it back to its source.” James looks down, and wipes his hand across his face.
“Why didn’t I think of that? Victor you’re brilliant. H-VAC, scan his head, while I get everything else.” James places the tray with the surgical tools into a chemical bath for sanitation.
“I have found it right between the two hemispheres. This should be a breeze. No veins or tissues tangled with it. It’s practically just floating in the fluids around the brain. It’s really…”
“I get it now help me move this light.” James was trying to move a lager lamp to give him more light to see while removing the chip. H-VAC complies, and they start the surgery.
“Wait, don‘t you have something to knock me out with?”
“You don’t need it.”
“Not even a little.” James walks around to face Victor while H-VAC shuffles through the containers of chemicals in the cabinets. Victor hears the shuffling and starts to turn to look.
“Victor, look at me,” and Victor does. “This will only hurt for a second.” H-VAC injects some clear liquid in Victor’s neck.
“Dad what did you do?”
“He asked for it.”
“For what?”
“To be sedated.” Victor starts to lean to the right, “H-VAC, make sure he doesn’t fall.” H-VAC looks at him, and though delayed he caught him none the less. “Hold him still while I remove the chip. Oh Sam you might want to turn away.” Victor’s surgery went well the chip was removed and he got to walk away unharmed. His head did not explode. He started to come to after the sedative wore off. “H-VAC, get him a blood pack when he wakes up. We don’t want him trying to eat us. Meanwhile I will try to figure out how to track the signal back to her. Sam after H-VAC gives Victor the blood; have Victor teach you how to fight or… something. It will be awhile before I can get my end done.” James works on the signal tracking, while Victor teaches Sam how to fight a vampire like Holly, and H-VAC repairs any damage he has sustained from the fight earlier.
“Vampires are fast not as fast as werewolves, but faster then what you’re use to. We are also super strong, again werewolves are stronger, but whatever.
“I know I was in a high speed chase on foot and I lifted H-VAC over my head.”
“I see, but that is not quite near as good as it gets.”
“And if werewolves are stronger and faster how does that work? I mean weren’t your species warring for a long time, how did the vampires survive?”
“We are smarter. When they fully transform; they lose more than a few brain cells and they used to only be able to transform during full moons, but in a fight for survival evolution is on high demand. Around the time we could walk in the sunlight they could stay a bit smarter. We got stronger, they could eat anything. We need less human blood, they transform whenever.”
“Wow that’s impressive; you think there will be anymore mutations.”
“Maybe, maybe not; let’s get back to what we were doing.”
“So how do I fight?”
“Look a distraction!” she looks at him unimpressed. “Good you not stupid. Crap I just heard James fall.”
“What.” she turns, and smack, she gets whacked across the back of her head.
“They aren’t past dirty tricks like that. Let’s try that again. I am going to kill you mother, father, everyone you ever loved and there is nothing you can do to stop me.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Exactly what I just said. Starting right about now.” Victor takes off toward the door.
“He is not really going to do this is he?” H-VAC’s head rolls in the door way. “No!” There was the sound of mechanical clanking, and loud smashing sound on the other side of the wall indicate that H-VAC is fine, and that was a spare head. Sam rushes around the door way to see Victor and H-VAC locked in mortal combat. Victor was using one of H-VAC’s spare arms like a baseball bat, swinging viciously. Sam picks one up too, and charges Victor. “Stop.”
“Make me!” She leaps into the fray. Victor grabs one of H-VAC’s arms, this one was currently in use, and rips it off. H-VAC momentarily leaves the fight to try to hastily replace it. The replacement arm was an experimental one designed for combat ranged combat. During his attempt to equip himself with an arm that’s equipped with more than a hand. The Heavy Hand was a bulkier arm that has a special mini-gun. The mini-gun converts to a hand when the five barrels extend into fingers. Its metals are denser and more heat resistant. Victor and Sam duel it out with H-VAC’s spare arms. Using them like swords they hack away at each other. Victor holds nothing back, knowing that Holly would give Sam nothing less. Then James enters the doorway.
“What is going on in here?” Victor stops mid swing, and Sam swings up hitting him in the crotch. “Ouch that one looked like it hurt. Sorry for interrupting your training.”
“Not a problem, just go back to finishing the trace.” Victor says weakly.
“On it.” James turns his back, and Victor lunges at him. Sam cracks Victor in the ribs mid lunge with the arm. Then smacks him back to the ground with a kick. Victor starts to stand up after that.
“Okay I admit you’re good, but I am not done yet.”
“Now you are.” H-VAC punches Victor with The Heavy Hand. This knocked him down and out of the fight, but still conscious. Unable to speak Victor just raises a thumb up to signal they are done. Sam kicks him in the groin anyway for pulling that stunt in the first place. Needless to say Victor slept on the floor of the parts room, and H-VAC put himself back to normal old H-VAC. Sam slept in operating room, on the operating table. Not the best place to avoid more nightmares.
Chapter six: resting up for the fight
Sam is plagued by nightmares the entire night not knowing for sure if she is awake or asleep for most of the night. She prepares to fight Holly the next morning.
“So dad where is victor.”
“Up stares, looking out the window. I guess he thinks he is some kind of emotional moody bad ass.”
“Dad!”
“What?”
“You said ass; you never curse!”
“Honey I have no idea what you’re talking about, and don’t say ass it’s a bad word.”
“What?”
“I would change outfits if I were you. A dress is not the most functional or fashionable of your choices.”
“What, I wasn’t wearing this when I fell asleep, was I?”
“God damn it, why can’t you be a normal fifteen year old girl.” H-VAC walks in and shakes Sam vigorously.
“Wake up; it’s time to get ready.”
“Please tell me I am awake this time.”
“What do you mean this time?”
“I have been having more nightmares.”
“Really I couldn’t tell; all the violent fits and screaming. I guess the nightmares must have been to blame.” H-VAC does have the ability to be sarcastic.
“Very funny.”
“I know, and I promise you that this time you are awake, but tell me what one of them. Just one so I may understand what’s plaguing you. Your father already talked to you didn’t he?”
“Yes he did, but they haven’t stopped and I don‘t think you can help.”
“Let me try.”
“No no, let’s just move on.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“So let us go then.” Sam looks out her window and the moon was full in the center of the ski.
“Wait what time is it?”
“Around midnight, 12:21 to be exact.”
“What we just went to bed at.”
“Four in the afternoon.”
“No not possible.”
“Yes it is; you are not use to doing so much so fast is all. You see things have been going quite quickly.”
“Wow.”
“Yes that is the same word I came up with too. Come let’s go to your father and Victor, but first change your clothes.” Sam nods her head and goes to her massive closet. “Really how many clothes does one girl need?” Sam just giggled and picked out her clothes. Fallowing her dream’s advice too, well sort of. Sam changed out of her dress, into a black and gold ruffled skirt just higher than her knees. Then a black tee shirt with a bright pink cat head on the front and a matching tail on the back.
“This is what most girls my age would want to wear…right?”
“Being a robot I do not know and you went to school you should know, but either way don’t you think it’s a bit cold?” James interrupts.
“The school had extremely strict a dress code. That is one reason I let her go.”
“I won’t mind. Being a vampire now it won’t affect me will it?”
Victors reply was audible for the other level of the mansion, “Maybe and maybe not.”
“Oh H-VAC don’t you think you will need a bit more, I don’t know, weapons or something. I mean Victor alone tore you apart.”
“Taken care of, I had been armed with ultra-violet lights across my body since the beginning. Of course, at first they were for adding in your sight in dark areas, but they will make me hurt them as if I was covered in needles fighting infants.”
“But the fight with Victor?”
“I knew what he was doing, I could hear you two. I have good hearing too you know. So I just played along with him.”
“But he ripped off your arm.” H-VAC was silent for a moment before he replied.
“That I did not know he was going to do, but I got him back.”
“What did you do?” H-VAC let out a robotic chuckle.
“I kicked him in his teeth, and knocked him out after you left.”
“Don’t you think that was a little extreme H-VAC?”
“No.” H-VAC replied bluntly. “Anyway come on you need to talk to Victor before we go.”
“Okay where is he.”
“I’m on the roof.”
“Why is he on the roof?”
“I don’t know, ask him.”
“Victor why are you…”
“Just come to your window and I’ll help you up.”
“Victor you might fall off the roof if H-VAC or I hear something we don’t like.”
“Seriously don’t trust me anymore? What about when we worked together?”
“That stopped when you tried to eat my daughter.”
“Will you all stop arguing, please?”
“He started it princess.” Sam rolls her eyes knowing her father can’t she her when she is in her room and he is in the lab. “Don’t roll your eyes at me young lady.” Sam looks at H-VAC shocked.
“Best you just go see Victor now before your father starts a riot.” Sam climbs out her window and without Victors finishing with a flip up to the roof top.
“I see you have a bit more control than I thought.”
“Is that a complement?”
“Yes, but just because you can control your strength does not mean you can control the thirsts.”
“Why don’t you just say the need to drink human blood or something?”
“The thirsts sounds better, anyway you have felt the need to drink blood by now, right?”
“You mean today.”
“Yes to day you have done a lot. How did you deal with it? Some shut themselves away as not to hurt anyone, but that does stop it and it only makes it worse.”
“No I didn’t.”
“So what did you do?”
“I didn’t thirst for blood.”
“Please excuse my language, but what the…!” James interrupts Victor.
“Watch your mouth!”
“How does he do that?”
“His suit makes him better at just about everything.”
“I see, so what where you saying Victor.”
“I just don’t know how you didn’t thirst not even a little bit. Have you ever thirst?”
“Yes on time my dad was taking a lot of blood samples to see what was wrong with me, you know before he knew I was a vampire, I got kind of dizzy, and thirsty too.”
“The only time is because you where losing a lot of blood.”
“Depends on the meaning of a lot. I mean humans can lose a lot of blood before feeling it.”
“Strange, what where the results of the various tests he ran?”
“He found out a caught a new virus along with the old one. He said the new one makes me stronger, but causes my metabolism to burn thought my blood cells. The old killed you when it starved you body’s other cells to make extra blood cells.”
“Now I am not very good with biology, but I am guessing they balanced each other out a bit. So you’re a vampire that may not need to drink blood.” Sam, breaths a sigh of relief; thinking after they deal with Holly things can go back to normal.
“That’s great!”
“I know, and I can go after this, because the last thing I had to teach you was control over the thirst.”
“Wait you’re leaving?”
“Yes, why?”
“Because I was starting to like you.” Sam shoves him playfully, but he loses his footing and falls of the roof and three stories down hits the pavement. “Sorry, are you okay?” Victor gets up and shakes it off.
“I’ll walk it off.”
“Is your leg supposed to bend that way?”
“I’ll just walk it off.”
“But that’s your leg.”
“I will walk it off!”
“Okay sorry.”
“Victor where are you going?”
“He probably needs some blood.” James guesses.
“Aren’t you going to stop him dad?” Sam said worried.
“No he fell from a roof. All he has to do is go to the hospital and drink the transfusion he should receive.”
“Oh right.”
“Come with me I have something you might be able to use.” Sam jumps down and lands delicately on the ground. “Wait why did you float down slowly, but victor ate the pavement?”
“I might be able to explain that.” A man whose face was block by a white light, and whore a neatly pressed tuxedo.
“Who are you?”
“That is not important; you just need to know I am here to help.”
“Fine I don’t have time to argue that so explain.”
“I caused it. He needs to leave and get some blood so I boosted the gravity.”
“Boosted the gravity how can you do something like that?”
“This is my world, my physics, but these rule the rules I made sometimes get in my way, and so I change the rules if I have to get the results I want. That however does guarantee that my help will come whenever it is needed. You must still solve your problems. This is the last bit of interference you might ever see. You have witnessed an anomaly of nature, good day to you all.” Then the man disappears in a flash of light.
“Was that guy supposed to be god or something? He said this was his world.”
“Princess you can’t always believe thing like that.”
“He disappeared in a flash of light.” Then James throws a capsule on the ground and disappears in a flash of light. “Point taken.” James walks out the front door with a shot metal pole no bigger than a 12” inch ruler. H-VAC was right behind him with a small gold necklace with a blue jewel on the end in hand.
“Oh hey, I’m back I forgot one thing that pole can now extend forever. I do that because that is awesome.” The man disappeared as fast as he appeared.
“I thought he said he wasn’t going to do that.”
“Hey, I can break my own rules. That’s the point of explaining that earlier.”
“Why don’t you just stick around, and maybe help like you’re doing.” He disappears without answering. Then reappears, and says.
“Because that’s cheap. I don’t know of a single superhero that has ever been successful through divine intervention. It’s like cheating, and I won’t help you cheat. Well I won’t say that because to hold this story together and have a set of rules that is not continuously being rewritten for the heroes every five seconds I do need to intervene.”
“But isn’t that rewriting the rules?”
“I consider it the loophole of divine intervention. A rule that I can change things as needed or as I feel they need to be. Anyway I need to go you guys have things to do.”
“Before you go anything else you would like to do.” Sam asked in hopes he would bring back her mother, but her hopes were dashed when shakes his head.
“I know what you’re thinking, and no. I know that sounds mean, but there are reasons. So please trust my judgment and know if it wasn’t for the best of my multi-verse I wouldn’t do it. I am sorry and I am watching always.” Then he starts to disappear again. “Wait, wait, wait why did I explain any of that? Forget I said anything in three….” he fades even more “Two…….” and more “one!” and gone. No one remembered a thing that happened involving him.
“Sam, take these. The metal stick is virtually indestructible and extends into a full length Bo staff. The necklace was your mother’s. I feel this is just a good time to give these things to you.” He pauses for a moment. “You want to know something about that necklace?”
“What?”
“It is supposed to bring good luck … but that’s just a legend unfortunately.” Sam puts on the necklace and takes the metal stick.
“James if I may intrude where is Holly?”
“I’ll give you one guess H-VAC… and a hint it’s a bit cliché.”
“A cemetery.”
“The Black Point cemetery. You know the one they decided to build on a cliff with the lone dead tree. The only why this could be more cliché is if the was a thunderstorm and an organ player.”
“Shouldn’t we wait for Victor?”
“He knows where we are headed. He will be there when he can be.” James snaps his fingers and the black motorcycle drive itself to him. “Are you going to get on or run?”
“Race you there.” H-VAC breaks out into mechanical laughter.
“You can beat you father on foot” H-VAC pauses for a moment “or me.”
“Sometime I think there is wrong with us, but the race is on!” The tires of the black motorcycle squeal. “Tallyho.”
“What?” Sam was left behind momentarily as her father speed away on his motorcycle, and H-VAC right behind him. “No fair you guys got a head start!” She yells taking off after them. Soon they where neck and neck, but James still held the lead. With only the distance of about one hundred miles from the mansion to this particular cemetery; it was a decent distance for a race for a vampire, a robot, and a genius on a super motorcycle. James falls behind only to reappear jumping over a hill on the final stretch to get the lead, but Sam pulls ahead and wins by inches. “Hey I won.” James came in second and H-VAC last. James whips the motorcycle around spraying H-VAC and Sam with a little mud, Just enough to bug them. “Really dad really?” James leans his motorcycle ageist the wall by the front gates.
“Really Sam really.” H-VAC chuckles.
“So where is Victor?”
“He will get here……eventually. Till then I will go kill some vampires.”
“Dad you usually don’t go straight to violence.”
“Well when people threaten my daughter, and/or try to eat her that tends to……upset me.”
“I have a bone to pick with them too. I am no toy!”
“Let's go then, but you stay her princess don‘t want you getting.”
“Wait what? So you can be mad at them and I can’t? I was the one bitten and turned into a vampire. Why can’t I go?”
“So you don‘t get hurt.”
“Really dad.”
“Yes really. Why are being so stubborn about this any way?”
“Does that really need to be explained?”
“Really? Maybe you do have a bit of your mother in you.”
“What?”
“Another story for another time lets go.” They walk up to a large mausoleum.
“You sure this is the right place dad? I mean don’t they sleep in coffins during the day?”
“You don’t sleep in a coffin.”
“Yet.”
“You aren’t going to get a coffin.” James kicks down the door. The door was thick stone and now laid in pieces on the floor. The room was empty except for normal scene of a mausoleum.
“You’re sure this is the right place dad?”
“Yes, H-VAC scan for any form of scanner, hand print, thumb print, retinal, or something.”
“Yes sir.” H-VAC scans for and finds a retinal scanner on left of the front entrance. “I have one, should I proceed to hack it?”
“Yes.” the floor of the mausoleum split apart; to show a staircase. “Down we go.”
“I believe the best place to be would be, just maybe, above ground.”
“H-VAC, don’t make me take away your ability to understand sarcasm…again.” Sam giggles, remembering the first time her father took away H-VAC ability to understand sarcasm. H-VAC had just developed an understanding of it, and her father was so happy H-VAC learned something that can sometimes be hard for people to understand. However H-VAC wouldn’t talk normally after that. He insisted on using sarcasm all the time. Finally James had enough and made him unlearn sarcasm. H-VAC eventually learned it again, but she was fond of teasing him about it at the time, using it even when it was more annoying then funny. “We are going down now.”
They heard a voice behind him. “You might just want to stay out of the way.”
Sam whips around “Who’s there?”
“I see you brought your daughter.”
“Trimmer?”
“Yes.”
“I thought you would be out for a few more months.”
“I would have, but my nurse had other ideas. She thought I would be more useful if I went from an officer down to running with the pack.”
“Running with the pack isn’t that a song?”
“Quite you.”
“You shouldn’t have learned by now that you should be nicer to my daughter.”
“You can’t stop me now I have pack mates.”
“Where is your pack mates?” two werewolves step out from behind him. “Sam go down the steps; H-VAC you too.” Sam and H-VAC slowly backs down the steps.
“Your daughter should be happy I am a werewolf and she’s a vampire. If I killer her like I want to I would start a war like I don’t want to. You on the other hand are open season so at least I can get some satisfaction from killing you!”
“Kill me if you can!” James smashes the retinal scanner. The door floor closes. Trimmer transforms and the fight begin.

Chapter Seven: six feet under and still Kick’en
Sam and H-VAC descend the steps. “Do you think he’ll be okay H-VAC?”
“Your father will be fine. When it comes to you he’s too stubborn to die.” As they go down the sound of music gets louder and louder till they are in what looks like a club.
“Whoa there little miss are you on the list. Ha that kind of rhymed.” Boomed a large vampire that must have been assigned the bouncer job for his size not his attitude.
“I don’t think I am on a list of any kind am I?”
“Well let’s see here shall we? Name please.”
“Sam.”
“Last name too please.”
“Sam Matic.”
“Ha no way you James’s kid.”
“Yes how do you know that?”
“Your father is famous that’s how. We actually have some of his technology in use around here…somewhere. Anyway what brings you here?”
“A girl.”
“You're not uuuuh.”
“No, she tried to kill me.”
“No, way go now. This is a place to have fun not fight. Whatever it is take it outside.”
H-VAC interrupts “Her father is holding off three werewolves so outside is not really an option.” The music stops. The dancing stops. The drinking stops. Everything just stops. “Did I say something?” Sam shuffles off to the side as not to be associated with him. Every vampire walks up to the bottom of the steps where H-VAC was standing. H-VAC raises his fists to fight when one of the vampires in front says.
“We aren’t going to fight you. No messes with the famous James Matic. That’s like beating up Tomas Edison after he made all those things to make life easier on all of us.”
“Really is your dad really that famous?”
“I have no idea.” The vampires, Sam, and H-VAC go back up the steps as the bouncer tries to use the scanner, but since James broke the other one it wasn’t too reliable. The door opened for about two seconds the slammed shut. I just kept looping this action making the doors more of a slamming death trap.
“Sam, please tell me you still have the stick.”
“That metal bar?” Sam searches her person, “No I must have dropped it.”
“I hope I don’t end up like humpty dumpty.”
“What H-VAC?” H-VAC holds the door and the vampires all start to file out. Sam and the bouncer.
“Come on you two, I can’t hold this all day.”
“I can’t fit with you blocking the way.”
“Well you can stay come on Sam.” Sam was gone without a trace to where she went, “Sam?” Sam had gone back down the steps drawn by the sound of Victor and Holly’s voices arguing by the sounds of it.
“Drink his blood, come on. You did it to one other girl already; don’t be a stick in the mud.”
“You were sweet, we were together, and just like we were human; we are not anymore.”
“I see your lips moving, I hear words, but they don’t make any sense. Why did you come here if you didn’t want to get back together?”
“To give you three things. First here is your tracer chip back.” He tosses a baggy with the chip in it to Holly, “Second a warning James, Sam, and H-VAC are here with me if not they will be soon, and it’s not a social call.”
“And the third my big bad boy?”
“I am not yours for the last time.”
“That’s what you’re…”
“Mouth says, but your eye or whatever says something else. You have said that to me too many times.”
“Well if you’re serious about them coming to kill me why tell me.”
“Its last kindness you get if you don’t beg for mercy.” Sam looks around a coroner to what must have been a back room and sees them.
“I see the little bi….” Holly stops half expecting Sam’s dad to jump out of the blue and throw her out another window.
“I see my dad has you kind of scared.”
“Shut up!” Both Victor and Holly stood silent as if they were listening for something.
Victor and Holly in perfect unison, “They are here.”
“Who?”
“The one threat to vampires left.”
“What?”
“The vampire hunters.”
“That does not sound good.”
“No it good for us vampire to be hunted down just for being what we are. They don’t care if you drink blood for people or cows, alive or dead. They just want to kill us you stupid little,” the sound of a gunshot cuts Holly off and makes her jump onto the ceiling like a cat. Sam tries to keep from laughing. She comes back down from the ceiling, “You think that’s funny. Never mind don’t answer that. Let’s see if you think that this is funny let me see your fangs, because Victor probably forgot to mention something important.”
“Uh oh she’s right.”
“What?”
“What, you think are your fangs are really your fangs, but only like half way out.”
“Most of the time you don’t have you fangs all the way out till the first time you feed. I remember Victors first time. It was our first date while he was a vampire.”
“I would rather forget that.”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“It’s to say you’re under par. You are tectonically weaker than a vampire who has had their first kill. I forgot to tell you because for some reason you are still really strong.”
“I wouldn’t say she is that strong.” Holly says whipping her hair back. “But we kind of need her to be so I guess you can have the kid.”
“What?”
“The kid.” Holly steps to the side and points to a person strapped to a rather comfortable looking chair.
“Is that?” Sam walks close and was the boy from school the one that ran into H-VAC. Also the boy Sam had been secretly flirting with since her dad let her go to normal school. His name Jacob, his school yard occupation klutz. Sam takes the duck tape off his mouth.
“Oh my god Sam you’re a vampire!”
“I didn’t know until a couple days ago, but ya.” Victor could tell this was going to be painful awkward so he left the room.
“I you let me go I promise not to write the book I just thought of.”
“Book?”
“Ya I’ll call it I WAS DATING A VAMPIRE! Cool title right?” He laughs.
“This clumsy moron is your boyfriend he’s human.”
“Well it’s better than my bother.”
“God this is sad, whatever I am just going to leave you to alone now, but don’t forget to eat him.” Sam looks at him.
“You don’t want to eat me. I eat a lot of fast food can’t be healthy no way. I have um uh bad breath.”
“Then be glad I like you because you’re funny.”
“So you’re not going to eat me then?”
“Why would I do that?” then Sam thought about what she said for a moment. “I mean besides the fact that I am a vampire. I haven’t eaten anyone yet.”
“Wait how long you have been a vampire.”
“Either three months or a few days one of the two.”
“Wouldn’t you have to drink blood between here and there or you would you know die again?”
“I don’t know.”
“Can you like drink some blood without turning me or killing me?”
“I don’t know, do you Victor?”
“Not sinking you teeth into him works well.”
“Wasn’t asking you, but thanks anyway Holly.”
“You two quite it. The process of become a vampire is much more complicated then it use to be.”
“I am still not drinking your blood.”
“What my blood was good enough for the blood banks blood drive. Which of course, I am starting to wonder if it is run by vampires. I know werewolves were real, but you guys are unreal.” Jacob jokes.
“Wait what?”
“My brothers a werewolf, Is that a problem?”
“Not really unless he is outside fighting right now.”
“We don’t have time for this.” Holly walks up to him and, with her sharp black nails, cuts a gash in his hand.
“That was either so deep that it severed my nerves or so small I didn’t feel it. Judging by the blood my money is on the first one.”
“What did you do that for Holly?” Sam was irate.
“I even have to side with her you need to drink something.”
“I can’t feel anything right now is that bad.”
“The straps are cutting off circulation.”
“Wow Sam you like me because I am funny, I like you because you’re smart and pretty. Oh look at the pretty lights.” Sam reluctantly listened to Holly and drank the blood from his hand. Then since he was wearing pants; she ripped a strip off the end to bandage it with.
“Felt good didn’t it” Sam just stares at Holly. “He’ll be fine you didn’t drink that much. Just wait till it really hits you.”
“What do you mean?”
“The worst part.”
“It’s not that bad Victor don’t scare the child. Three……two……one.” Sam doubles over on the ground in pain. Her skin became as pale white as a sheet, her nails became sharp and pitch black, she didn’t know at the time but in this state she had no reflection, her heart and the blood it pumped turned black, her eyes a crimson red, and was the strongest and fastest of all. She started to get up. “That a girl you know me and you could go places right. Maybe get some guys from a bar and bleed them dry? How does that sound?” Sam gets back on her feet.
“Honestly that sounds like the worst idea ever. I won’t drink human blood again.” Holly walks over to Sam and puts her arm around her.
“You should really give it more of a chance the power it feels good, doesn’t it. To have been one of the first vampire. They were like that all the time, it must have been amazing.”
“You are sick.” Sam bats away Holly’s arm.
“We could have been girls, but not anymore you little bitch.”
“Don’t call me that!” Sam moved faster then they eye could see and punched Holly.
“I’ll take care of him when he wakes up, but he’ll be fine and won’t remember a thing.”
“You sure you can’t let him remember.” He does remember though.
“Ya.”
“Okay then I, need to go help my dad now.” Sam felt dead no emotion, no energy. She moved fast, and she hit hard, but felt cold, tired, and numb.
“It gets better just hold on and the numbness goes away.” Sam just continues to walk out. The doors, no longer held open by H-VAC, continued to slam. Another door H-VAC once had to hold open for her, she could now pass through on her own with ease. She began to wonder if becoming a vampire was a curse or gift. She leaped out with great speed to see the scene of carnage. The cemetery had hundreds more dead bodies then before they arrived. It had spilled out of the confines of cemetery into the streets and beyond. She spied her father farther back on a small hill. He was fighting with H-VAC, the bouncer and werewolf at his side. Although Sam didn’t understand where the werewolf or the bouncer came in, and why now everyone was fighting everyone she didn’t bother think about it too much. She also spied his motorcycle the only thing not wrecked in the cemetery.
“I have an idea.” she surveyed the dead bodies and found one of the hunters bodies looted the body for his guns. She hoped on the motorcycle and checked the ammo. “I hope I can drive this thing dad will be mad if I wreck it.” She revved it up and drove it like she was born to. She pulled up next to her father and started shooting too or so she thought. The bike has an AI or artificial intelligence that allows it to drive itself. “What is going on?”
“Well I have no idea everyone just started killing each other.” A Werewolf lunged at James, but Sam introduced the back tire which was spinning at an excess of one hundred miles an hour.
“Help the werewolf get his bother back, and the bouncer is helping use because……well I don’t know. Why are you helping?”
“I know you from collage, delta gamma delta brothers for life.”
“Little Jimmy? Dude, I haven’t seen you forever. You got bigger haven’t you?”
“Well no one calls me Little Jimmy anymore.” They laugh as James snaps a vampires neck. “Hey aren’t you the girl who said she was looking to fight Holly?”
“Yes.”
“I see you took her kill too.”
“You killed someone?!” shouted her father and H-VAC in unison.
“No, I didn’t kill him. Holly said I had to and Victor agreed with her so I thought I should drink some blood.”
“Ho-ho-ho, little one had her first taste, look at the pale color and reddish eyes. Don’t get too hooked on it some have actually gone loco from the stuff. Remember the number one rule we eat to live not live to eat.”
The werewolf interrupts, “I thought your number one rule was to suck.” he emphasized the word suck as to tease the vampires.
“Very funny doggie,” Big Jimmy laughed.
“Come on I thought you guys quite fighting.”
“We have well after this it may not. The elders of each may see this as the start of a war. Instead of the non-sense skirmish it is.” Big Jimmy knew what he was talking about; he was no idiot he went to college for psychology as well as mythology.
“I have to agree with the big goon. We may be looking at the first battle of a secret war.”
“But if you don’t keep the fact your human, James. They may think to make it the humans’ war too, and then it won’t be so secret.”
“What do I do then? I can’t leave they have to be stop before any more damage can be sustained. It can’t be easy to cove something like this up. It will take a lot of time, money, and resources.”
“Dad you’re rich! You could conjure up all that is needed to fix this.”
“Than how do I end the fight so that I can start without being the face everyone remembers?”
“You don’t, Jimmy, um what’s your name werewolf?”
“Zech.”
“Jimmy, Zech, H-VAC and I will end this!”
“I am not having you in this!”
“She already is,” Victor walked up the edge of the field Holly behind him. “The war has all, but happened and she will be dragged into it just for being a vampire.”
Holly joined in, “And no doubt the Hunters will try to capitalize on the war. So, as much as I hate to say it, Sam, James, the rest of you goodie goodies, and my precious Victor. We are all in this together like it or not.”
“I am already not liking this plan. How about plan B I end this. I mean we humans can hold our own, we have plenty of nukes.” Still the entire time they are talking they are fighting the attacking vampires and werewolves that seem to be coming in incessant waves.
“I know you don’t want to let me be involved in this, but listen to yourself do we really have a choice.”
“Holly I blame you entirely. If you wouldn’t have tried to kill my daughter over your imaginary relationship with Victor. We wouldn’t have come back here to stop you from trying it again, and if we weren’t here this fight wouldn’t be happening. If this fight wasn’t happening my daughter wouldn’t have to fight in your war!” Holly looks down in guilt. She truly is responsible for Sam’s state more so then Victor and she knows it. She agrees it is her fault. She had originally gone to Sam’s home to explain, to apologize to her and Victor, but after seeing what Sam had Holly forgot all about remorse or guilt. She was overcome with anger that Sam lives such a luxurious life. Holly never had those she was turned in an old unkempt orphanage made for the purpose of turning children to keep the vampire count up. Holly never let it show, but she did care about Sam in a way. Quickly regaining her composure of hatred she answered him.
“You know what the saddest part is? I almost cared. Right now we have more important things to deal with like the impending war!”
“Fine Sam are you sure that you, Zech, Jim, Victor, and Holly can do this.”
“Yes.”
“Fine then I will go you are free to come back for supplies or whatever you need.”
“Wait what did he just say?”
“My dad said we are free to get supplies or whatever we need from him.”
“He doesn’t think the war is starting right now does he?”
“Well those guys would be a good indicator of war.” Sam points to an entire pack of werewolves in battle armor approaching from the east, and then to vampires in armor to the west.
“Word travels fast.”
“There is no way all the elders heard of it and agreed to go to war that fast.”
“Cell phone make communicating quite easy you know.”
“Yes, but they’re the elders. I just can see one of them using a cell phone, or any phone for that matter. They are old and wise; they are not young and restless, doing rash things like starting wars via text message.” Jim was right again, but wrong at the same time. The war had started, but the elders had thought about it for a long time already this was just the straw that broke the camel’s back. As James rode away keeping human involvement minimal; they stayed and fought for their live as all factions tried to kill them.
Chapter Eight: This means war!
Sam still in that state from drinking Jacob’s blood was unstoppable. Twirling and kicking every blow devastating. The vampires she fought were trained far beyond Victor’s teaching and had vials of blood to trigger that state, but still the fell at her feet. She was naturally stronger. What once was a disease that crippled her now makes her a hero to her allies and to her enemies indestructible. Her hands were covered in blood, vampire, werewolves they didn’t care. If you weren’t a friend you were an enemy.
H-VAC was a play-maker of war if there ever was one. Even mid-fight he was taunting and teasing to unnerve the enemy. Using the enemies strengths and weaknesses ageist them all the while, and never letting himself become truly cocky. His opponents throw more punches, kicks, and whatever else you can think of, but he remained completely unimpressed. Vampire feared his UV-light, and werewolves were no match for H-VAC superior mind in this chess match of a fight. His mechanics once meant for protecting Sam now make him a hero to his allies and to his enemies indestructible.
Jimmy was no longer Little Jimmy, but now Big Jim. A true giant of war, being much bigger than the opponent has its advantages. He played all his cards well to intimidate, and eliminate those you stood in his line of fire. His size was once a disadvantage, but no his tremendous stature makes him a hero to his allies and to his enemies indestructible.
Victor and Holly date once and about a hundred years after had plenty. Now they are stuck back together and are starting remember what brought them together the first time around. They make a stunning team one either countering or complementing the other in both mind and body. Holly is fast, agile, and has amazing reflexes. Victor can use brute force like only a super human cop could, both take and delivering beatings. Holly is more than willing to kill. She, over the centuries, has lost most fear of death as well as the disdain for killing. Victor does everything he can to hold on to the human fear and revere of death in its many forms. To him that is the only link between the life he used to have, as a human, and the new life as a vampire. The work together like ying and yang this makes them a hero to their allies and to their enemies indestructible.
The enemies of the team where numerous and the team began to were down. Sam though she should point out the obvious, “We can’t keep this up much longer.” Then he went back to her normal form, not by choice either, her time in that state ran out.
“What was your first clue?” Victor pulls Holly’s on arm ; She kicks at the werewolves that gathered around them as Victor spun.
“Holly, no need to be like that.”
“Well it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure that out.” Jimmy smashes two vampires’ heads together.
“We all need to calm down. Sam since you were the one who said something, I guess you have a plan.”
“I do, run back into the mausoleum.” Everyone looks at her, drops whoever they where grappling with, and runs off the battle field. They were not pursued strangely, the fight continued like they had never been a part of it. A few vampires and werewolves sat just outside were the fighting was. Most shocking was they were being quite civil considering they are at war. “Why aren’t you two fighting?”
“I blame the human hunters. The vampires I know would never do something like this unprovoked.”
“Nor would any werewolves I know. Some hunters probably came and stirred this up.”
“Great looks like dad leaving didn’t stop them from blaming humans.”
“So it was a human that started it.”
“I am a vampire, see.” Sam shows her fangs which were a bit longer.
“Then why would your father being here effect our opinion of whose to blame?”
“Um… uh… he’s speciesist.”
“Speciesist?”
“Like racist, but with a species not a race.”
“Well then.” the vampire rolls up his sleeves and the werewolf lowers down to pounce.
“I challenge you leech.”
“I accept mongrel.” They quickly begin to tussle, and Sam followed by everyone in her group walk away. Victor has to drag Holly away as she laughed.
“I have six bucks on the one with the most fleas.”
“Very funny Holly, the only reason no one is laughing is because it’s not really funny.” they make it back inside and free Jacob.
“Oh my god what happened to your hand?”
“Have you met my girl friend yet?”
“What does that have to do with your hand?”
“Hey bro she had to drink.”
“Oh no, no, no you are not dating a vampire.”
“Hey mom and dad are human; you’re a werewolf, who is to say I can’t date a vampire.”
“Me your big bro.”
“You’re one year older!”
“Still bigger than you.” His older brother turns back into his human form. They looked exactly the same except Jacob’s bother was a few inches taller and dressed in all black. He looked like the classic Emo kid.
“Wait, when you change back, you still have your clothes why?”
“Long story short elastic is stretchy.”
“Hey you didn’t win the argument; you still can’t tell me what to do.”
“So what do we do now?”
“I don’t know.”
“Just because I am the only human doesn’t mean ignore me.”
“Well we should probably get your brother out of here.” A loud crash shakes the building.
“What are they doing now, using mortars?”
“Well Holly when you really think about it, does anyone here really think that what’s going on outside really be covered up?” Victor was right…
“Is there a back door we could go out?”
“Good idea Jacob. Is there one Jim?”
“Yes this way.”
“Now they listen to the human.” they head out the back door, up the back steps, and out a memorial. None to Victor’s surprise it had broken into a real war. Now the fight was between humans (the National Guard, S.W.A.T., and local police), vampires (those who eat humans, and those who don’t), and werewolves (again those who eat humans and those who don’t). “I think I should go home now.”
“Yay I think we may just be able to go home until either the humans or the vampire instate some kind of draft.”
“Wow it seemed like we were about to go on some kind of adventure or something then we just go home.” they walked their separate ways and go home. Sam and H-VAC arrive back at the mansion to see an army of robots marching out from behind. “What is dad doing?”
“Those look like war androids.” War androids are as the name would suggest are androids specificity designed for war. Their looks are pretty plan, although they are still shaped like humans, instead of the usually metals they have a unbelievably durable clear plastic showing all the circuitry and clockwork looking inside. They are re-enforced by a carbon steel skeleton with shock absorbers on every bone; this allows them to absorb most if not all impact damage.
“Why would dad be making war machines?”
“If I am not mistaken since he thinks he is some kind of patriot he must be preparing for war.”
“Already?”
“It would appear so.” They walk in and talk to her father.
“Dad what are you doing?”
“We must kill all the vampires and werewolves.” He motions to the marine standing in the corner.
“That was fast.”
“Word travels fast in modern times H-VAC.” James cracks a smile as he said that.
“So how long will you be at this dad?”
“Till all vampires and werewolves are dead…” He voice trails off. “Making more deadly and SMARTER androids that could IDENTIFY VAMPIRES and werewolves.” he emphasizes those key words.
“How dumb do you think I am?”
“Excuse me general?”
“I know you have some connections to vampires. I believe former officer Victor Rednoff was your friend. As long as you don’t try anything funny he will be spared.”
“How…how do you know?” James did his best to sound surprised.
“Send your daughter out.” James listens to him and sends Sam out.
“Also your daughter will be spared.” The general did his best to be menacing, but he was truly a good person and it showed. “I know she heard that too. My only question is what are you going to do about?” The androids turned around and faced Sam.
“Sam, run! Run as fast as you can!” The androids lock and load their arm mounted belt fed machine guns with an ammunition fabrication unit on back. This model is call rapid assault; most commonly refereed to as Blitzers, because of the fighting methods. These methods consist of charging the enemy guns blazing to overwhelm them.
“Have her stand there.”
“No Sam go, don’t worry things will be fine.”
“Have her stand there or I will have them shoot.”
“Sam, you can out run them, go! Override one six one!” the androids begin to spark and shake. Sam ran H-VAC behind her, and the androids soon pursued guns blazing. Gun shots go off in the mansion. Sam stops, frozen with shock, praying her father wasn’t the one taking those bullets, but knowing it’s not likely he disarmed a general and shot him. Bullets whiz past her for these mark I androids have terrible aim while running, and she was a good distance from them. She began to cry, silently, but still tears ran down her face.”
“Sam come on you can’t just stop they’re shooting!” Sam stood there and the androids catch up to them.
“Halt! Return to the mansion for imprisonment until it is proven you are a vampire or werewolf!” Sam tightens her fists.
“Proof! I give you proof!”
“If you are admitting to being a vampire or werewolf I must warn you ARRRRGGGGE.” Its sentence was cut short when Sam kicks its head off. It fell to the ground as she tore through the rest of them. She was crying hysterically now as she ripped them limb from limb. They lay on the ground sparking and twitching. She repeatedly pounded on the last one with its own arm as H-VAC just stood there not knowing what to say. Finally as she just sat on its chest crying H-VAC thought of something to say.
“Maybe he wasn’t the one who got shot.” H-VAC did his best to sound believable, to sound optimistic, to sound like he believed his own words, but they both knew James, her father, was dead. Sam just stares at him.
“If he’s not the one who got shot, that soldier is dead.”
“So your plan is to go on a suicide run! Sam that’s were all the androids are with the big guns!” Sam keeps walking and crying. H-VAC catches up with her and grabs her arm. “Listen to me! You can’t go back there! If…if he did…if he did you really think he’d want you to run in there and die trying to get some kind of revenge.” They stood there H-VAC holding Sam’s arm for a few moments.
“Well, well, well, look at this.”
“Holly, leave her alone.”
“Holly, Victor, just go! Leave her alone James just he just…”
“Died.” Sam finished his sentence accepting her father passing.
“Oh what a tangled and sad web we weave.” The man with the face covered in a white light was back and time seemed to stop. “I can’t let you hear me, but I must say something. You father will be returned to you. You’re not the only one you needs him. I wish I had more control, but you all still run around in a chaos of your creation. If I had full control it would be a lot simpler. There would be the bad guys and the good guys. The bad guys would lose, the good guys would win, no one would get hurt, and life would be like a comic book wrapped up in a happy ending. Why oh why does nothing work out for anyone.” He vanished and time resumed.
“No no, that could not have happened too many have tried before and failed for him to die now.” Victor was extreme disbelief.
“Oh would you like some cheese with that wine?”
“What? Her dad is dead, why are you being like this Holly?”
“Why should anyone feel sorry for her? She had anything and/or one she wanted. She is rich and…and I can’t be here anymore Victor let’s go.”
“I better go make sure she doesn’t hurt anyone.”
“Wait, do either of you know what’s going on. There where an army of androids marching out of the mansion.”
“Yes the humans are in the war and the first battle is still going on.”
“And soon those androids will be marching not just out of your mansion, but the streets as well.”
“The humans greatly outnumber us. They have more weapons and machinery. While we had the advantage of the higher ups they were removed from their offices when they were found to be vampires. Soon no one will be left in power that’s on our side.”
“We won’t be safe anymore.”
“In short we are dead, the only people we have on our side are vampires and right now they are not too reliable.”
“Some are trying to use this war to take power. Not to mention the humans and werewolves have allied themselves.”
“The androids just get meaner and meaner.”
“Using your father’s designs they are cranking out androids each deadlier then the last all with the sole purpose of killing us.”
“Will you two stop taking turns explaining things and one of you just finish!” H-VAC was getting annoyed. “And how do you two know all this.”
“You know what just watch the news it’s all that’s playing.”
“How is everything moving so fast?”
“Word travels fast in modern times H-VAC.” Sam cracked a smile as she said that. “How do you think the werewolves would react to know the humans plan to kill them to? For me that would break any alliance rather quickly.”
“What?”
“The general made my dad start building those androids to kill all vampires and werewolves.”
“So the humans just plan to kill anything not human.”
“It looks that way Holly.”
“So what should we do Victor?” Holly’s question drew all attention to Victor.
“How should I know?”
“You were a cop that’s the closest any of us are to knowing any military tactics. Oh, Sam there is a difference between actual tactics and the ones you studied with your private tutor.”
“I didn’t have a private tutor; my father taught me everything till I went to school.”
“Probably a private school.”
“Public.”
“Whatever.”
“Holly did you just ask me what to do to try to insult Sam after her father just died?” Holly just rolls her eyes. “I do apologize for her; she is trying to be nicer.”
“Don’t apologize for me. If I were to do something I would apologize for I would apologize myself.”
“Whatever, the two of you just shut up and see if Victor actually has some idea of what to do.” H-VAC’s impatiens was getting worse as time went on.
“I am sorry to say I got nothing other than to fight only if you have to.”
“I was hoping for some kind of plan.”
“I may be able to help with that.” It was Jacob and his brother.
“Jacob.” Sam runs up to him and gives him a big hug.
“Good to see you too Sam” He hugs her back. His older brother pulls Sam off of Jacob.
“Don’t get too close. When the androids try to put a bullet through her head yours doesn’t need to be in the way.”
“The androids are planning on killing you too. Werewolves have just as much to fear from the humans.”
“We allied ourselves with them.”
“Their androids weren’t built to care. If you are a werewolf or vampire they’ll kill you just the same.”
“Those snakes.”
“It’s probably in the interest of not getting eaten.” everyone besides Sam and H-VAC give him a death stare. “What I know I wouldn’t want to be eaten.”
“Then shut up.” Holly showed her fangs. Jacob’s brother got in the way.
“Are you threatening my little bro.” he growled and showed his row of extremely sharp pearly white wolf teeth.
“You said you might be able to help.” Sam interrupts.
“No I said I may be able to help with that.” Jacob quotes himself exactly and chuckles trying to lighten the mood. Needless to say no one was amused. “Wow on one can take a joke. Anyway being human I can go into town not get shot at and try to find out what is going on, on the human end. My bother here who unfortunately has not been introduced properly. Johnny this is Sam my girlfriend, H-VAC her robot, and these two. I don’t really know myself, except the girl she is the one who kidnapped me.” Johnny snarls at Holly.
“I am Victor and this is Holly.”
“Good, now that everyone knows everyone Johnny will go find out what the werewolves are planning, and I guess one of you three will have to go find out what the vampires are doing. Then we meet just outside of the city on the west side by the burger place and share what we have picked up. Finally we join the fourth party and/or start one if there is not already one.”
“Now I would argue this plan if it wasn’t for the fact that no one has a better one.”
“All right then I guess Holly and I will uncover vampire plans.”
“Then what should we do?” Sam asks.
“Well I guess you could see what the deal with these androids is.”
“Well it’s the best we got so meet there in a three days.”
Chapter Nine: The Fourth Party
They meet in the designate night, shared their information, and fortunately for them there already was another group. It was a collection of vampires, werewolves, and even humans that felt the war was wrong. They provide food, water, and best of all protection from the other groups. The war lasted six years and was still going strong. Sam changed by the loss of her parents she had well changed. She became violent, she lost all squeamishness to drinking blood, started to wear…less, and the most notable was how she had worked her way to the top of The Fourth Party’s combat branch. She, H-VAC, and Johnny were a special unit comparable to the U.S. black ops, Navy SEALS, or the most elite of whatever branch of any country; but despite all that Jacob had a way of getting her back to her old more relaxed and playful self. Holly and Victor are in the same situation just they have their own group all to themselves. Jacob and Jim were in the support group; just keeping things running smoothly. The Fourth Party’s headquarters are more secretive then the humans, vampires, or werewolves. The humans or The Human Coalition control The United States, The United Kingdoms, Central America, almost all of Europe, and the middle potions of the Asian continent. The werewolves or The Pack control Canada, Russia, and all the other cold places. The Vampires, which are just know as the vampires, had the rest of the world the scattered deserts, jungles and whatever else fell through the cracks of the territories. The Fourth Party had bases and territory inside the other group’s territories. Unspoken control of major cities, unknown underground communities, and unthinkable sea stations spanning miles. Sam had been in an underground base for six months now after a mistake on her last mission. She had gone in before H-VAC had finished shutting down a human base’s security cameras; they were pressured on time however. Johnny had gotten captured on the mission before and was to be executed in a few moments. She had been caught on camera just long enough for her to be identified. This blow the covert part of the mission to bits and the higher ups were not happy.
Sam walks into Tiffany's office were in skinny-genes, skater shoes, and a tight fitting black T-shirt. “Tiffany has there been any word on how much longer I have to stay down here?” Tiffany is a werewolf that had been put in charge of gamma base beneath London. She is an understanding, caring, and humorous person; this kept moral up. This was needed because of not only the length of the war, or the fact they were losing, but because The Fourth Party did start to fight. They started to end the fighting in the fight fire with fire fashion. She also ran the base with ruthless efficiency at the same time. This is what made her the boss.
“You are on probation until further notice…still.”
“You wouldn’t tell if I say just left.”
“I have a job to do too. That job being running this base by the book.”
“A simple yes would have been good enough.”
“I know you don’t like being stuck down here, no one does.”
“I don’t know Digger seems to like it.” Digger was a werewolf that as his nickname suggests loves to dig. He’s fast at it too. He dug a new wing in a few days all by himself rooms and all. His fur was so mottled with mud that when he changed back you couldn’t see him through the dirt. Sam didn’t know him well, but she knew he was a nice guy. Nice enough to take a bullet for her. When she was trying to find out the werewolves next move in Yellowstone he went along to dig underneath the werewolves base. Healing is something werewolves and vampires are good at, but each has there poisons. Vampires can walk in the sun, but if the UV-rays get any more intense they burn like as if they never evolved. Werewolves are highly allergic to any form of silver. Humans rarely fight; they usually use androids to do the fighting or if they do they use exoskeletons, so electromagnetic pulses work perfectly. The werewolves were expecting a raid from a neighboring vampire base, so they were armed to their nine inch nail teeth with UV rounds. UV rounds are strange if used enough they will cause a werewolf to get hot. Used on a human if it hits the skin they get sunburn nothing more, and if it hits the clothes no effect on the skin their clothes just get hot. But if a vampire gets hit severe burns; that could be lethal. Sam was cornered and about to get killed, but out from under the ground Digger jumped out and took the hits. It was nothing to him, just a little hot, Sam went down the hole with the needed information and they all got out without a scratch, or being recognized.
“I meant no one wants you down here either. How many fights have you started in the past week alone?” she laughs.
“For the last time Jason was getting a little too friendly.”
“He’s a blind human.”
“He was touching my face and going down…”
Tiffany interrupts “He’s blind that’s how he can tell what some one looks like! He had no idea if you where a wall or a person. The jokers in block eight had stolen his cane again.”
“I still say he started it.”
Tiffany shakes her head, “We all have our problems, but we also all need to get over them. Especially ones like yours.”
“Ones like mine?” Sam was clearly insulted.
“Ones we can’t change. Now go back to whatever it is you do while you’re down here. Just no more fights.” Sam starts to leave the underground office. “And know I am being as nice about this as possible.”
“Whatever.” As Sam walks down the halls she notices how everyone around her was laughing and having a good time in this hole. It reminded her of her father and her. How they talked and laughed when she was younger since she couldn’t go out and play like other children. At remembering her father she remembered his death. At remembering his death she was immediately filled with rage. Alex, a vampire, made the mistake of noticing and then caring enough to talk to her.
“Hey Sam.” She stops and stares daggers at him.
“How do you know my name.” a valid question since they have never been introduced.
“Everyone knows the famous Sam Matic, but my apologies I know we haven’t been properly introduced. I am Alex Rooner. Vampire, Spy, and naturally gifted therapist, or so I like to think, and leader of the five hundred and first squad. Good to meet you.”
“I am Sam Matic, but as it seems you already know me.”
“Well not just me.” He laughs “Everyone knows you are famous among The Fourth Party and Infamous to her enemies.”
“What do you want?” She asked obviously annoyed by how pleasant he was trying to be.
“You seem upset. I thought I might try and help if I could.” Sam was now royally angered by the fact a man she never met thought he knew things about her. He was right however which kept her from kicking his teeth in.
“I am not upset and even if I was it’s none of your business.”
“Sorry for trying to help you.”
“I don’t need help!” Everyone was staring at them now. As if they were just waiting for her to beat the snot out of him.
“I think you do and you know it. I don’t want to hurt you, but if I have to defend myself I will.” he spoke so softly, that it diffused her rage.
“Just leave me alone if you don’t want to get hurt.”
“I can’t it’s not in me to leave someone in pain.”
“Leave someone in pain?!” She anger was re-ignited with new force. “You’re a vampire you hurt people all the time.”
“I am a vegetarian.” Everyone looks at him with confusion broadcast from their faces. “I don’t drink human blood. I only drink from either animal like cattle, sheep, goats, or it’s not straight from the human.”
“You’re a sad, sad little man.”
“Oh I guess you’re one of those vampires.”
“One of those vampires?” Sam was both confused and insulted.
“Those who think there better than all other life forms on in existence. So full of themselves, and gorge themselves on any human they can.” Sam’s eyes turned from the normal hazel to hazel tinted crimson red.
“I don’t do any of that. I don’t even have to drink blood.”
“Really?” He was starting to lose his cool as well. “A vampire that does need to drink blood. Now I don’t even believe that. Honestly I bet you were so bloodthirsty that you killed your father not the general.” Sam stretched her arm back and slapped him as hard as she could. His entire right side of his face was brilliant red. He tackled her, but when she hit the ground she flipped him over her with her feet. That sent him into a dirt wall, and made an impressive dent to boot. As he pushed himself out of the wall she stood and got into the fighting stance of a brawler. They knocked each other around no more than a minute, because it was interrupted with Sam’s call to the briefing room. She had him in a nice little head lock to where, if she wished, she could snap his neck with no resistance at all. Alex cocky as can be even though he obviously lost the fight and is lucky she got called away or he would be re-dead instead of undead. “We will finish this later” he was short of breath “you didn’t win… you… hear me…me… you little…” he passed out before he could finish. She just continued down the dirt halls, looking at no more than the dirt walls, and leaving him to see no more than the dirt floors. Sam was excited to see a surprise that she hadn’t seen up close in years.

Chapter Ten: Betray
“Jacob!”
“Sam!” Jacob did his best to mach her reaction, but he was more content just seeing her in person.
“You don’t sound too excited to see me.”
“Oh I am though it’s just the circumstances under which I am here.”
“What are they?” The large T.V. hung on a wall turned on, and a face of an older man appeared.
“He is here on a The Fourth Party mission. One you will be joining now. He is not here on a social visit.”
“What he said.”
“So what’s the mission Mr. Smit?” Mr. Smit was a name used in the Holland underground during world war two in order to protect the people under that false name. So it made sense to use it now at another time in history of persecution of a group or in these cases groups.
“You and Jacob will go topside to gather information on the new androids. It’s rumored that The Human Coalition has created a new one. One that is equipped to kill vampires, and werewolves without ammo changes.”
“How is that bad?” Jacob interrupts.
“Let me finish then you ask the questions.”
“Fine sorry.”
“They also are indistinguishable from regular humans meaning we can no longer tell civilian form enemy, and we can just shoot them all up. Now any questions?”
“Again how is it being equipped to kill vampires, and werewolves without ammo changes a big bad thing.”
“I mean they have found a universal weakness.”
“Oh now I see how that’s bad, are you sure that they don’t just have two guns?”
“We don’t know that’s why we are sending you two to find out.”
“Wait what, just us?” Sam was worried for Jacob. She may be acting different to everyone else, but something about Jacob just put her back at peace with herself.
“Yes just you two.”
“What if we encounter resistance?”
“I have blood.”
“I told you long ago I will not drink your blood.”
“You drink other blood.”
“But I won’t drink yours.”
“It’s okay Sam it was my idea anyway. I am not just going to sit back and let you try to do it all alone.”
“But you’ll get hurt.” The concern in her voice could not be mistaken or hidden. It was as clear as a cloudless sky. “And what about Johnny and H-VAC.” Jacob looks down at a corner and allows a lone tear.
“He’s dead…he took a bullet for me, no one knew the androids would pack silver bullets on a raid on a Fourth Party base, were they had no idea what they would encounter.”
“I am so sorry.”
“It’s okay he wouldn’t want me to give up and fall in a heap crying. He dead so that I may go on, and so that is what I am going to do. Mr. Smit what about H-VAC?”
“He has gone missing after a simple scouting mission in Central City. We believe some radicals have taken him prisoner thinking he is one of The Human Coalition’s androids. If so the information that he isn’t should reach them and we’ll have H-VAC back.”
“How long?” Sam was worried about H-VAC now too.
“No way to tell. If it is one ours adrift then it will be soon if not he may be gone, and we won‘t get H-VAC back.”
“Well then I guess I’ll just have to hope.”
“We’ll just have to hope.” Jacob puts his arm around Sam and she leans her head on him.
“Touching, but we do have work to do.”
“Right Mr. Smit.”
“You don’t have to worry about Jacob, Sam. He will be well equipped with a machine of your fathers design.” The man disappeared from the screen and a diagnostic of her father’s or The Blur’s equipment flashed up on the screen. “We got it back, motorcycle and all, just before they could start to study it. With your permission Sam I would like to make your boyfriend here the new Blur.”
“Fine just fine, but please change the name.” being reminded of her father while Jacob was around just mad her sad, not mad.
“You’re going to be stuck with the name so you pick it Jacob.”
“Black; as a wise man once said you can have any color you want as long as it’s black.” The Blur, long retired, was now replaced with Black. Sam laughs on the inside, and only smiles on the out. Jacob could always put her in a good mood. Not that his jokes were always funny or his wit was always sharp; it was just that he could.
“Great to hear you’ll be escorted to the south exit and prepped for all scenarios. Then you proceed with the mission as evidence allows. Finally you’ll return here to debrief us on your findings. Expect no resistance, but be prepared just in case.”
“Sir yes sir!” Mr. Smit just smiled at how they saluted in unison. They walked the long halls down to the southern exit which was a two mile walk. Citizens didn’t have any type of armor or weapons. Thus the most important thing for this scouting mission was to make sure all of that is unseen until it’s too late for the other guys. A woman in a lab white coat greeted them.
“Good day Miss. Matic” She checks Jacob out, and the only one who noticed was Sam. “And an especially good day to you Mr. Channeler.” any idiot could tell that she was flirting with Jacob. “I’ll grab your package, Mr. Channeler.” She looks down and then back up to his face,
“Thank you, but I can get it myself Miss.”
“Jewel, my name is Jewel.”
“Just like a stripper to have a name like that.” Sam says under her breath.
“Excuse me Miss. Matic?”
“Nothing.”
“Yes nothing, oh and Miss. Matic your equipment is over there.” she points across the large room that is ultimately a box a mile wide, tall, and high. Jacob grabs a box off to the side containing the A.S.R.S.D.S. or augmented stealth, reflex, strength, and durability suit made by Sam’s father. “A real piece of work. We have no idea how it works and by all logic it shouldn’t, but that thing is bulletproof, arcs electricity, makes you stronger, faster, stealthier, and who knows what else.”
“Amazing her father came up with it before he finished collage. I mean this is perfect it’s light, strong, and” he slips on the top part like a regular shirt “breathable.”
“I know. I am just helping smooth out the suit it’s not one size fits all. ” she starts to rub his shoulder.
“What are you doing?” Sam burst.
“Like I just said I am just helping smooth out the suit it’s not one size fits all.” It was wrinkled, but when he put the entire suit on it tailored itself to fit. Jacob still clueless that Jewel was flirting with him.
“Now time to pick your weapon load out. Jacob if I may call you that.” Jewel said lovingly.
“Yes, you may.” He picks a revolver up from a table where the weapons were laid out.
“I would say you have a big enough gun right there.”
“It’s just a side arm?” He was confused and Sam took aim at Jewel’s head, good for Jewel the gun wasn’t loaded.
“Not the gun I meant.”
“But this is the only gun I have.” Jacob still clueless. “Ooooo what’s this?” Distracted by an assault rifle with three rotating barrels making it more or a strange mini-gun.
“That is a new one called the AK-100 or AK-CENTURION. Shoots any known form of ammunition at 200,000 rounds per minute on full auto, also has four round burst fire, and single shot.” She comes in closer. “Let me show you how to hold it. It has special requirements.” she press her chest ageist him, and Sam snaps the katana she was looking at in half.
“Excuse me Jewel.” it was obvious that even her name was sickening to Sam.
“Miss. Matic please, address me by my full title, Dr. Bethany Jewel.”
“Dr. BJ, leave my boyfriend alone or with hurt you.”
“Wow Sam call down she is just try to show me how to hold this gun.” Sam was shocked at his obliviousness and so was the Dr. Jewel.
“You really didn’t notice I was flirting with you?”
“You were I didn’t notice.” Sam put her hand over her face, and smiles. Jewel felt ignored, rejected, and unnoticed. “I mean girls do that to me all the time so I guessed that is was nothing special like that.” now their facial expressions reversed. Sam was shocked and the Dr. was smiling. “What am I missing something?”
“I see you found a bright one.” Jewel’s sarcasm was notable to even Jacob.
“Is that I challenge? Because if it is I will win.”
“Really then one pop/science culture name the scientist that nearly ended the human race with a video game almost a thousand years ago.”
“Easy he went by the name Zone while in game, but in reality his name was William Smith famous scientist. Now give me a hard one.”
“Wrong it was Connor Kicks the man who made the viruses.”
“No you’re wrong. The blood dropped on the thumb drive containing the pre prepared anti-virus by Dr. Smith caused both to manifest.”
“Whatever…”
“I am taking this.” He grabs the AK-100 and the revolver. They both have a small pack at the sides. They work like backpacks and since the year 3456 have replaced the backpack. Jacob used his to carry his lunch and Sam had left hers empty.
“And I this.” Sam drops a wide assortment of blades, from a sword to daggers to concealing ones like a belt buckle that with the press of the button in the middle ejected a tiny knife. When Jacob was out of ear shout getting out supplies Sam said, “Try that again and I can think of many places to shove these.” Sam leaves Jewel with that and Jewel never tried flirting with Jacob again or was seen by them again. Sam meets Jacob at the elevator that would take them to the surface. All the blades hidden and no one could tell, but Jacob’s revolver was obviously holstered at his right side hip and his rife on his back clear as day.
“How did you hide all of those?”
“There are many places to hide a knife. Though it looks like you could use some help hiding those guns.”
“No the suit has a cloaking devises for that.” and they turn invisible and undetectable no sooner then he finished his sentence. He was also cloaked looking like himself in a black long sleeve shirt and black-genes.
“Where’s the motorcycle?” the reach the surface, the doors open and the motorcycle is sitting waiting patiently for them like a loyal dog. As if it was alive it starts itself. “How does it.”
“The suit connects itself to its wearer and become incredibly intuitive through sensors in the fabric……almost as if it become a part you.”
“Halt you are in a restricted area!” A war android like the ones Sam had met when this all started called.
“He wasn’t supposed to be here was he?” Jacob tried to make light of the situation as expected.
“I don’t know.”
“Halt you are in a restricted area!”
“You said that, but I am confused. Please more information.” Most war androids are programmed to respond to this one of two ways. First give more information about the circumstances or two if the person matches a “wanted person” it kills them or brings them in depending on how it is preferred on the wanted contract.
“Wanted dead by The Human Coalition, The Pack, The Vampires, and The Fourth Party. Wanted alive by no one.”
“Stand still so that you may be terminated with least collateral damage.”
“Please repeat that last part.”
“Stand still…” Sam cut it off.
“No about who wanted us dead.”
“Wanted dead by The Human Coalition, The Pack, The Vampires, and The Fourth Party. Wanted alive by no one. Engaging combat mode no further requests will be taken.”
“Not good.” Sam punt kicked its head off leaving it on the ground twitching.
“Engaging self destruct 5...4...3” Jacob grabs Sam and puts her on the back of the motorcycle as he speeds away. “2...1...0 good day to you.” it explodes and those inside the base weep thing the blast killed them. Their worries would be put at peace if they knew Jacob had the motorcycle, but Jacob had a few tricks up his sleeve that no one knew about.
“What was that about?”
“It was just a faulty android Sam nothing more. Why would they send us on a mission in an attempt to kill us? And honestly that was a pretty pathetic attempt.”
“Yes that’s true it was sad one android.”
“I don’t think it was just one.” He takes a sharp right into an ally.
“There is a wall there!”
“Not for long!” A rocket shoots from each side of the motorcycle, and they blow through the wall.
“Does this motorcycle run out of surprises?”
“Your father made it. Don’t you know?”
“No he made it before I was even thought about, and after he married my mom he gave up the Blur. Well that’s what he told me, but when he.” Sam has a flash back to when her father was shot. “When he…” she trailed off trapped in her memories repeating themselves in her head.
“Sam duck!” a missile flew over their heads and hit a building bringing it to the ground. They were in a war zone, and before they were just beneath it. “No way, no one below noticed this. This isn’t a recon mission…it’s a suicide mission.” He put the gas all the way down and tried to out maneuver the mortar, and machine gun fire. Bright lights flash that burn Sam’s skin although she was not close. “Sam, are you okay?” her hand heals before his eyes.”
“Yes I am fine. Look out!” A building had fallen before them making a large ramp, and although a motorcycle flying through the air isn’t the most unnoticeable thing, he does it anyway.
“Wooo hooo hoo ho, Hold on!”
“Wooooooo, I am holding!” she squeezes him tightly as she says that.
“I do need to breath and at this elevated position it’s not that easy already.” they land right after he says that.
“There now we are back on the ground.” she squeezes him again. “Where are we heading anyway?” Jacob seemed to be driving in no particular direction. “You might want to turn away from the fighting till we have a plan.” now it was clearer to her that he was dodging and weaving to get to the center of the battle field.
“Has no one ever told you not to be a back seat driver?”
“No.” She hadn’t so it wasn’t a lie, but she had recently developed a bit of a bossy tendency. “Very funny” She said sarcastically.
“The center is the most likely place to find what we are looking for.”
“Care to tell me what we are looking for?”
“Two things really. One answers about that android and two the blueprints of the new Human Coalition androids. Listed in order of importance of course.” Automatic turrets sprung from the ground and fired all three different rounds at them electromagnetic, ultra violet, and silver. “Well so much for expect no resistance.” two mini guns popped out from the sides. A truly impressive gesture that would send thinking enemies to retreat but drone androids don’t know the meaning of the word hopeless or doomed. “I don’t think this thing runs out of gadgets or guns. Time to deliver anti-prejudice at three thousand rounds a minute!” the turrets didn’t stand a chance with ageist them one by one exploded as Jacob charged them head on. He and Sam were nicked by the turrets spray and pray tactics, but just nicked no more. They reach a vampire base, well what now is a vampire base at first it was a human base. The vampire were least worried by the war being satisfied with owning most of the world and humans who were will to donate blood, but have become more restless as the fighting continues. They seemed to be trying to end the war by taking over all the military outposts they can, in some sort of shock and awe manner. This did not go well with any one any were. The Fourth Party even denied vampires entry now for fear they may be spies. The Human Coalition had all the land based androids fight to reclaim the base.
“There must be something important in there.”
“Told you we would find what we want.”
“Now we just need a way in.”
“I already have a way.” the mini gun retracts and the missile redeploys. “Hop on a missile.”
“Are you crazy?”
“I am crazy, I read your file. I know what you have been up to.” She balances herself on the left missile him on the right. “Now drive yourself home after you fire us on my mark. Ready…set…MARK!” the missiles whiz through the air under control of the duo. “It’s like riding a skate board, except its flying, and if we hit something it explodes.”
“You really know how to fill a girl with confidence, you know that?” They laugh and holler as they speed by the enemy till the enemies shoot back. A ultra-violet round singes Sam’s hair. “My hair! If he was a better shot I would be dead!” the area were the shooter was standing explodes by a grenade.
“That will show him to mess with my girl.” Jacob laughs. He does a little pose too. Stands up straight and points to him as he says my girl.
“What do you say to showing them what happens when they mess with my man.” Sam laughs and mimics his pose.
“Aaaawwww lets show them together.” Sam leans forward to descend crashing the missile into the front doors of the base. This effectively opened the doors and cleared a small area for her to land. Doing a fancy little back flip before impact she got herself out of the way. Jacob stays air born and decides to put his flying and shooting skills to the test before it runs out of fuel. The AK-100 works like the AK-47 did in its prime. Back when the phrase was if you want to make a better gun take an AK-47 and put more on it. The barrels rotated so fast that they looked like one big one. It was also accurate enough to be used as a sniper rifle. It was the best gun one could have at the time. After Sam had knocked a few android heads in and left exploding knives in others. She was backed ageist a wall no place to run using her super human speed she dodged the ultra-violet bolts with a sword in hand, but had no opening to use it. That was until Jacob ran out of fuel. He climbed as high as he could till he ran completely out for maximum velocity. He must have forgotten the suit doesn’t make him fly, and he couldn’t steer now, because he struggled to alter his course form off randomly to be Sam was. He managed and the missile crashed blowing away three androids, but Sam was still pinned down. He was sent rolling and stopped sitting up. This provided a great distraction the androids turn from Sam and to him. Their fire had no effect on him, being human, and being armored. Sam exploited this and sliced the rest of the androids to pieces. Jacob sat there stunned for a few more moments. Those two had cleared this battle field of all combatants on their own.
“Come on…they’re gone now.” Sam said sweetly, as if she was comforting a baby. Jacob shakes his head wildly.
“I’m wake, I’m wake. I did miss the bus did I mommy?” He said the last part jokingly to show Sam he was completely fine.
“No you didn’t but hurry up or you will.” they just laugh as he stands up.
“Way to think ahead Sam; you already opened the doors.”
Chapter eleven: befriend
“I know I am awesome.” Sam stretches her arms back, showing off. “Let’s see what’s in here, shall we?”
“We shall, I mean what’s the worst thing that could happen.”
“Don’t say that.”
“Why?”
“Every time someone says that the worst thing happens and then if someone says what else could go wrong it does.” She walks in the doors.
“Come on that only happens in stories.” as soon as he said those words, as soon as he took a step forward his words were jinxed. The floor collapsed and they went down with it.
“Only happens in stories right?” Sam laughs.
“Your sarcasm is noted, but think of it this way we reach the lower floor faster than normal.” He laughs too.
“Now where do we go?”
“I say we just wonder around aimlessly till we find more androids. Then we kill them and head the way they were guarding. Repeat till we find what we are looking for.”
“Or we could follow the signs.” Sam points to blood smears and actual arrows drawn on the floor.
“If your plan fails we’ll use my plan.”
“I love your confidence.” they hear loud thuds coming from around a corner down the hall. A large machine thudded around the corner. It took all the space there was, no possible way past it, front covered with heavy artillery and machine guns, and two red lights like eyes.
“Halt I am Big! Bio-sensitive Inhibiter of Ground movement or B.I.G.”
“B.I.G. meet B.F.G.!”
“A Bending Forging and Graphing unit.”
“No a big freaking gun.” He pulls out the AK-100 and empties the rest of his ammunition into B.I.G. which was about two one hundred round drum magazines, and he needed to use all of them. “Crap I’m out”
“B-B-B-I-I-I-G-G-G down.” the two red lights deemed and then went out.
“Is there another way?” Jacob looks around seeing only two doors, both on the left, and no other halls. “I’ll take the one on the left.”
“There both on the left.”
“I take the far one.” the rooms turned out to be restrooms, Sam had walked into the men's room and Jacob into the women's room. They walk back out almost immediately. “They should have marked those better. Wait I have an idea” electricity arcs up and down his suit. “For Sparta!” He charges the downed robot. The red eyes flicked back on quickly and B.I.G. fires a RPG at Jacob, but misses. Jacob jumps and does an electrical barrel roll though the middle. He turns to tell Sam to fallow “Come on don’t…” the RPG that missed him exploded near her and fragments had logged themselves in her right side top to bottom. He jumps through the hole he left in the machine. “Sam!” he dashes to her side. “Sam! No, no, no I don’t have any med kits or bandages not good, not good.” He darts in the restrooms to see if there were any in there, but there wasn’t. He goes back to her. “What am I going to do?”
“Come closer.”
“Sam!” he does and takes off the mask setting beside her.
“I’m a vampire. Help me get them out and I can heal.” Her irritation and pain was audible. He wipes his hand across his face in embarrassment. They remove them and she heals, but is still a little off balance. “If we see any more androids you are going to have to deal with them. I am too low on blood.”
“I am right here.”
“I know.”
“I have blood.”
“I am not drinking your blood.”
“Fine that was the main reason I came, but whatever.”
“Why are you so intent on try to get me to drink your blood?”
“Because I am your boyfriend, I care, and since I care, I don’t want you to die.”
“How thought full, but I don’t need to drink blood.”
“But you’re a vampire.”
“I know… long story… tell you later. Right now I am just trying not to pass out.” She falls to her knees. Jacob rushes to her side.
“Sam!”
She half conscious half unconscious replied to him, “Fine you win.” He winches think it’s going to hurt, but he felt nothing. She bit his neck. She didn’t take much compared to how much a person could lose with out even getting dizzy. “Thank you”
“No problem, but I have to say I knew you had to drink. That’s what vampires do.”
“I guess I’ll explain why I don’t have to drink blood. The sickness I have had since before I was born. It was passed to me by my mother after the former officer Trimmer had given her an experimental virus to get back at my father. See my father was working on a cure for a form of cancer deforms a person in random was but doesn’t kill them. Trimmer didn’t trust my father but Trimmer’s brother did. Someone mistook the lab they were in for a drug lab. After they called it in, anonymously of course, the police soon spread at the door. My father was too busy and the equipment need too much of his attention to answer. So the cops bust down the door and started to shut down the equipment and smash it up think it was a drug lab. This was a bad idea the chemicals mix causing toxic gases, those being treated died instantly or the cancer was accelerated. Trimmer blamed my father, the squad of police that entered blamed themselves, and my father blamed no one. He never found a cure, because of that day. Trimmer had stalked The Blur” Sam starts to cry as she told Jacob the story as she thought of her father, as she thought of the mother she never had, as she thought of the suffering associated with it. Over the course of the story, as it got farther from the thought of her parents, she cheered up. “And had discover it was my father long before, so he, having some sort of sick sense of justice, infected my mother with the virus when she was pregnant with me. That in turn infected me. My father stayed up day and night finding a cure. He made one, but it would only suppress the virus. This was enough to save me, but my mother died under the stress of giving birth. This virus that made me weak till I was turned into a vampire can kill, but it how it kills that makes me not need to drink blood and may allow me to live a semi-normal life after this. If you are infected by this blood disease your body over produces blood cells, and drains the other systems of nutrients. The modern vampire turns one not just by a bite but from mixing blood. The vampire blood causes you to be stronger, faster, heal extremely fast by a boosted metabolism. The fangs, eye and skin color changes appear as the vampire cells reproduce and spread. The whole not being the same person thing is likely because your world is turned upside, and your freaking out or your starving, one of the two. The down side to the metabolism boost and the mutation is your blood starts to be used for nutrients as well as you food. These two blood diseases or disorders or whatever you want to call them balance each other out. Meaning I get stronger if I drink blood, but the over production of my blood cells makes me not have to in order to keep living.”
“Your right that was a long story.”
“So now do you see why I don’t drink blood especially of those I care about?”
“Kind of…I guess, but when you need to there is a difference, like two seconds ago.” Jacob puts the mask back on.
“Fine you win if I need to I will.”
“Never though I get in an argument with a vampire where I tell them to drink my blood. Never thought I would that kind of argument with any one or thing actually, but that is neither here nor there. So let’s go I left a big hole in B.I.G. see.” they climb through the hole following the blood and oil splatters on the walls, floors, and ceilings. They checked hall by hall, door by door, and room by room. Sam found a charred black skeleton in a supply closet, but nothing else so she shut the door solemnly and let it be.
A heavily damaged medical android stumbled around a corner begging, “Help him please…help him” then it collapsed on the ground. They rush around the corner the android came from to find a body of human male of about twenty five in appearance, blood running down the side of its head, they never knew the He was something they both should fear, and he never new it either. The lights fade from the eyes of android as Sam and Jacob tend to the body on the floor satisfied with those who have taken up his charge.
“Can you her me?” Sam taps the side of it’s face and it comes to.
“Who are you?” it says weakly.
“I am Sam and this is Jacob.” she points to Jacob.
“Those names sound familiar.”
“Aren’t one of you famous?” It smiles.
“We’ll get you fixed up okay. Do you know were any med kits are?”
“There’s one on the android.” he barely raises his hand to point. Sam goes to grab the pack.
“You’ll be just fine. What’s your name.” Sam looks through the android’s pack trying to find it.
“Jason Warside.”
“Try one of the smaller pouches.” As Jacob looks at some to tell Sam that something move beneath Jason’s skin.
“I found what we need just hold still.” She applies some anti-biotic creams and the bandages with care as Jacob watches for any hostiles. As soon as the bandages covered the wound completely healed. The thing in Jason, beneath the skin healed it perfectly and he had no scar. “That will leave a scar, but I guess that’s what humans have to deal with.” Jason nodes his head in agreement.
“Sam, Jason we have to go a large group of androids are coming.” Jason tries to stand but almost falls. Sam helps him.
“This way they won’t find use in here.” they duck into a computer room that had a super computer and one monitor the size of the wall.
“While we are in here I can hack into there data base and get what we came here for.”
“I know the codes.”
“And your just going to give them to me.”
“Yes, when the vampires took over…” He tailed off “I know the code; help me out of here afterwords and you have them.”
“You are just going to tell two strangers the codes.”
“Do you want them or not?”
“Fine.” Jason gives them the codes and Jacob opens the last opened file on the computer. “It looks like they were studying some kind of animal or fungus of some type. Whatever it is it bonds to one host and acts symbiotically with them. It’s not a parasite, but some kind of goo that protects its host. Become more like its host, more powerful, more specialized, even changes form, based on host thoughts and actions. So far they have had five test subjects and one is still alive. Hold on I found some of the head resources notes. It appears that they…” a loud bang at the door stopped him. “Barricade the door, we will deal with them later!” Sam blocks the door with herself, because Jacob needed the computer and the chairs could stop an angry android. “Here is his audio log.”
“It has come to my attention that these beings are too powerful, and that letting those we have allowed to bond with these creatures are even more powerful. We must terminate them swiftly, before it is too late. I will personally terminate Havana, I will miss my wife dearly, but it must be done.” the sound of dropping a microphone, then a button press, a hissing sound that must have been gas, fallowed by crying. “At least we will die together in each others arms. I am so sorry. If only if only there was.” his voice stops and a woman’s starts.
“Shhh just stop talking. I forgive you.”
“Oh thank you.” There was coughing and hacking followed by silence. The android finally knock down the door and storm in almost crushing Sam under the door. Jacob hit them every which why and they fell like bowling pins. Then there smashed bodies restored themselves. Limbs reconnected themselves, heads rolled back on, all damage was reversed.
“I hate Fixers” Electricity arced across the suit and he tried again, but again they repaired them selves. Again and again the cycle only altered when Sam joined in. Jason not remembering what he has cowered in the corner. Then the androids all stopped and through the door stepped.
“H-VAC!” H-VAC had two mini-gun mounted on his shoulders and a ammo crate on his back. Silver spikes placed on his knees and elbows. Ultra violet lasers on his forearm. Even extra armor that shined even in the dime light of the emergency lights on his shins chest and forearms. Though they did not notice he had palm mounted flamethrowers.
“Halt voice registration complete. Designation complete Sam Matic, Jacob Channeler, and Jason Warside. Wanted dead by The Human Coalition, The Pack, The Vampires, and The Fourth Party. Wanted alive by no one. Engaging combat mode no further requests will be taken.”
“H-VAC what are you talking about? It’s me Sam the girl you are suppose to protect.”
“protect…” H-VAC repeated then raised the laser and aimed at Sam’s head.
“H-VAC you have to remember.”
“Remember…” he repeated again.
“Primary mission protect Sam Matic, Primary mission follow Mason’s commands. Mason’s commands kill Sam Matic, Jacob Channeler, and Jason Warside.” his head twitches “Primary mission protect Sam Matic, Primary mission fallow Mason’s commands. Mason’s commands kill Sam Matic, Jacob Channeler, and Jason Warside.” he repeats those words faster and faster. “Sam-m-m p-p-protect, k-kill, protect, kill, protect, kill… I must protect Sam Matic!” He falls to his knees one hand on the ground balancing the other on his head. “Oh may aching head I feel as if some one scrambled my circuits. What happened? Were did I get these weapons?” He looks around. “Were am I?” he looks at Jacob. “Your not dead after all James.”
“My dad is dead Jacob is just wearing the suit.”
“Oh I see.”
“What are you doing here? Did they send you to investigate the new androids too.”
“Yes.”
“Oh no! It’s a trap! No one in The Forth Party is to be trust anymore. We need to get out of here there is a man.” the ground below Sam and Jacob collapsed.
“Not again!” they land with a thud and only one way to go. The rubble of the three floors or more they went though had blocked off the path behind them. The elevator that sat in front of them looked as if a blood bath had taken place in it. The floor was thick with blood and oil. “looks like only one way to go Sam.”
“Yes it does.” The fear in there voices was audible. The elevator reeked of death, and seemed to ooze it as well. They step in and their boots sink into the reddish black mixture.
“Going down.” Sam holds his hand as if she may never again. They new something dark was down there, but not knowing what it was may have been the worst part. The elevator let them off in the middle of a large empty room about the size of two football stadiums that wasn‘t lit past the elevator so they could only see ten feet from them. Surprisingly when they stepped out of the elevator they had no blood on them. They hear running in the dark distance.
“Help us he’s mad! mad I say! The others, he got the others, help me!” then screams, just screams. They seemed to come from all sides. Sam and Jacob went back to back.
Chapter twelve: Should’ve Left The Lights Off
“Can you see any thing Sam?”
“Just if its right in my face.”
“Did you bring thermal goggles?”
“Night vision.”
“That works. Switching to thermals.
“Switching to night vision.”
“We got movement.”
“Where?”
“Over there were the screams came from.”
“They came from everywhere.”
“Help me” a woman said weakly as she crawled toward the light. As her hand came to the light Jacob and Sam moved to help her without breaking formation. Sam grabs the woman’s hand.
“Can you stand.”
“I can’t feel my legs.” Sam drops her hand and steps back slowly. The woman could not feel her legs because they were gone. They were ripped from her along with everything below the stomach. She died shortly after.
“Oh my god what is down here?”
“I don’t know, but if it cause any of this we can’t leave here till it’s dead. Agreed Sam?”
“Agreed.” The screams were heard again. This time it sound as if it was coming from directly above them. “Jacob your bleeding.”
“Can’t be I have the suit on. It must have gotten on me in the elevator.”
“No you did have that blood on you a moment ago.” another drop lands on Jacob and the both look up unable to see anything. A large amount of blood, like some one had just duped a bucket of it, landed on Sam’s face. She licks her lips and transforms. Razor sharp nails, even faster, even stronger, perfect vision with her now red eyes, skin and hair faded to white, fangs lengthened and sharpened. She grabs Jacob and runs him into the darkness. Behind them there is a loud crash as the elevator was destroyed. The lights flick on and reveal a horror better left unseen. Were the elevator once was is a hideous monster made of bodies and other bits. The size of a bus, and as freakish as ones worst nightmares. It called out to them the different heads had different things to say. Some pleaded for Sam and Jacob to kill them, others begged for help, worst others stilled cried for their blood to be spilt all over the world. A voice came over what must have been a recording played ,or a sick individual, over an intercom .
“Welcome to the experimentation room. Today we will test the ability of a goup to absorbed organic material. Test subjects will now be released all personal exit to your right.” Sam and Jacob look for an exit, but see none. “I am sorry I am now being informed there are no exits, but don’t panic your death will be for science and you families will be taken care of.”
“That thing must be a goup who absorbed the personal and test subject or just a really messed up monster.”
“You are quite astute. The goup will benefit from your absorption.”
“What!”
“It appears the man over the intercom, is alive and can see us.”
“He won’t be for long!” Sam finally set Jacob down and charged the freakish beast. She tried to claw it with her nails, but when she made contact it sake like she was fighting slime. It tried to pull her in but she broke free and the goup on her arm disintegrated. The Jacob tried the same thing, but it worked this time. The high amperage and voltage electricity arching around the suit discouraged it from trying to absorb him. The goup slid a good twenty feet back as Jacob continued his explosion of kicks and punches. Sam had almost forgotten about her sword, but when the goup knock Jacob in to her and the sword stabbed her she was reminded quite quickly. She sliced it in half and it just countered by turning from one to two goups. The cries of those absorbed by the goup continued. Their sadness and anger crept from them infecting any one who gets to close.
“We need to break off and regroup.” his voice sounded depressed and fearful as he fought the sad goup.
“Why?” hers full of spike and anger as she viciously attacked the angry goup.
“Some how they can make us feel how they do. Notice how angry you sound and sad I do.”
“I see!” she delivers a devastating kick to the top most head on the angry goup. It dislodged and the body of bodies began to disintegrate.
“Hey Sam I think I might have a nick name for these guys.” he ran from the goup as it slowly, but surely pursued.”
“Why would you make a nickname for these things?”
“In case they make a movie of our lives. The angry one will be know as Outrage, and the emo one will be Sorrow.”
“Good to see Sorrow hasn’t ruined your humor.” they almost reached the far wall and Sorrow was right behind them leaving them with no place to run, but Jacob and Sam noticed the proximities. They had a plan jump off the wall Sam will go up to kick off it’s head as Jacob spins through the center. They reach the wall, but right before they could finish it they were over come by pity and sympathy for the monster. Sam went right over it and Jacob slid between its legs. From there they just keep running away.
“Not good. If we get too close to this thing we just feel bad for it and can kill it.”
“You have any ammo for the AK-100.”
“No, do you have any exploding knives left.”
“No, I lost the sword to when we fell the last time.”
“Hey look over there.” Jacob points to were they had just come from. There was a observation window twenty to thirty feet up or about two stories. A dark figure moved across it and seemed to leave upon there notice. They tried the same tactic to kill it again, an again it fail. This time Sam almost removed the head, but she stopped, feeling bad for it, and it began to absorb her. “Sam!” he goes to grab her, but is overcome with the feeling of hopelessness. It has her half way absorbed and she tries to push herself out, but like quick sand, she only started to go faster. Jacob remembers the revolver and searches for it, frantic. He finds it as it now has Sam from the eyes down. One chance, one shot, six bullets, one victory. The head shot was perfect. It disintegrated Sam dropped into what was now a puddle of goo. She coughs up some of the goup and then it disintegrated too. She fades from her blood drunk state. Fangs shorten, the proper colors return, her abilities turn to normal, which is still better then humans and many vampires. Finally she walks to Jacob just to pass out. He catches her, lays her on the ground, puts her pack under her feet and his under her head. Jacob was set on sitting by her till she woke, but after about an hour he decided he should find an exit. If he would have stayed he would have noticed the goup moving beneath her skin. He returns to were he left her a few minutes later. A short time for sure, but in that time she had disappeared.
“Sam!” he called to her “Sam!” but no reply. Unless you consider all the lights going out again a reply. “Great.” he hears laughter behind him, and feels long bony fingers on his shoulder. He swiftly turns to see, but nothing was there, even with the thermal vision reactivating as the lights went out. The thermal sensors in the suit were excellent he could see the entire place like the lights were still on. He heard the laughter again, and again he felt the bony hands. Whatever it was it was taunting him. “Did you do something with Sam!”
The voice spoke softly, sweetly, and resembled Sam’s, but was distorted the tunes warped. “Something.”
“What did you do I swear if you hurt her I’ll… I’ll…”
“You what?”
“I don’t know yet, but it won’t be pretty.”
“Why would you want to hurt me.” this time the voice sounded exactly like Sam.
“Sam! Sam were are you?”
“She’s with me now.”
“Let her go or I will kill you!”
“No she’s mine now!“ he hears a shuffle behind him. He turns to see a creature that looked like a skeleton with skin over it. It had unnaturally long bony claw like fingers, it was twice the height and same width as Jacob, long straight hair and two horns that went straight out and came to a point. It roars like a dinosaur at him, bottom jaw splitting open. “We are a species called goops, its just spelled g o u p to not get the two confused. We were made by humans nine hundred and fifty years ago to date. At first we were friends almost equals. We gave our live to your kind, and to celebrate our triumphs your kind killed almost every last one of my kind. We are forgiving beings, especially since we cannot live very long with out a host to bond to, so when your kind again brought use together we were more then happy. We were ready to celebrate. Your kind told us to wait, because people had forgotten about us. That it would scare them if we suddenly appeared again. So we waited. Your kind studied us found our weaknesses and refined our defenses against them. You push our limits and made us almost indestructible. This again we were grateful for, but after your kind made us so strong. Your kind again tried to kill us all and even our hosts this time. The way your kind did this deed was most horrific. Your kind knew we could only have one host and a host could only have one goup, but your kind pushed the absorption ability of ours to it’s limits and beyond. All those minds…those thoughts…those voices… MAKE THEM STOP!!” it lashed out at him, but he dodged the claws. They hit the concrete floor and the concrete lost.
“I hope the suit is stronger then that, I really do.”
“I will make your kind suffer as my kind has. As the voices call for your blood!” the claws flail through the air at Jacob he quickly dodges them all.
“I am sorry for whatever those scientist did, but are not all the exact same. Please just let Sam go.”
“Do you want to see her?”
“Yes.”
“Then you will have to kill me!” Jacob pulls the trigger on the revolver still in his hand. It almost dodges it, but the bullet lands squarely in the creature’s shoulder. “How dare you lie to me. You try and kill me too!”
“If you wont let her go I’ll have to.”
“Do you care that much about her?” It swings at him again.
“Yes.” The bullet lands in the lowers side. As these two dance the dance of death; H-VAC and Jason try to find away down.
“Your kind lies! that’s all they do! You don’t care for her! We bond with other beings on the deepest level, your kind just look at a shallow surface!” The claw gets stuck in a wall behind Jacob, and he lets off to rounds into it’s chest. “You kill me you kill…” the sentence was cut short by a shot through head. “The voices… they’ve stopped…thank…you.” it calls to him as it melts leaving Sam in it’s place. H-VAC jumps down Jason holding on his back, and leaving a small creator in the floor.
“What took you so long…” Jacob said pretending to be exhausted.
“We would have gotten down sooner, but Jason was afraid.” H-VAC turns his head to Jason who was still clutching him for dear life. “You can let go now.”
“Right, sorry.” He drops down, “And any living breathing person would be terrified of that drop with out a parachute.”
“True, how far down do you think we are?”
“What happened?” Sam was coming to from the incident and did remember much past kicking the creature in the head. “Why does my head hurt so bad?” a bullet falls from her forehead and lands in her lap. “Did I get shot?”
“Sorry about that…”
“You shot her” H-VAC aimed at him with all weapons.
“It’s not that simple. This creature it took over her it called itself a goup.”
H-VAC interrupts, “G, O, U, P?”
“Yes it said that specifically.”
“So we have a new friend then. Where is it at?”
“I killed it.”
“Why would you do something like that?”
“It was trying to kill me and took control of Sam.”
“What? That doesn’t sound like a goup.”
“It said quote your kind knew we could only have one host and a host could only have one goup, but your kind pushed the absorption ability of ours to it’s limits and beyond. All those minds…those thoughts…those voices… MAKE THEM STOP!!” He did his best to mimic it’s voice, but it was more of a mockery with his hand jesters.
“You act insane a little to well.” Sam said laughing. Then she started coughing, and she coughed up a tiny bit of the goup that was holding on to life in her lungs.
“Nastier the second time.” The little putty like create no bigger then a quarter jumps at Jacob, hitting him in the face. Then it repeatedly tried to hurt him by jumping on his head, before it died, which was not long after Sam spit the last of it out. “I hope that was the last of that stuff. I am already tired of spiting it out.”
“These creatures were made by man to help protect man why are they trying to us now.”
“Do I need to repeat what it said again. These one just went nuts, that all.”
“Right now back to the matters at hand. First good to have you back H-VAC.”
“Good to be back Sam.”
“Second, you were saying something before the floor collapsed.”
“Yes there is a man that is not like anything on earth. He’s not vampire werewolf human or any thing else, and whatever he is he’s planning to use this war to gain world domination. His first name Mason last name unknown, and he is not some one we can stop. He took me down in one hit, reprogrammed me to kill you, and who knows what else he can do.”
“Well you should find his name see if we can track him down.”
“I told you his first name is Mason and his last unknown.”
“Find it.”
“No his name is Mason Unknown. Not his last name not being known it’s unknown.”
“Oh well then third, what do we do with you Jason?”
“Helping me out of this place would be good. You know like we agreed.”
“I know that, but after do you have a home or anything?”

Chapter Thirteen: Surviving 101 Always Have An Exit Plan
“I have or more likely had a place a couple towns over. In Sanctum City, and one far south in Heell.” One e is silent.
“Three houses,” They were shocked.
“I have or again had money. I rent out the one in Sanctum City to this nice elderly couple I hope there okay. I digress, the best bet if you want to go to my place is to go to Heell.”
“How long will that take us?”
“Depends, but at most two days straight travel.”
“Okay then.”
“You do realize Sam even if we go to his place we still need, food, water, to figure out why this Mason guy wants us dead and most of all get out of here first.”
“Ha ha Jacob, I guess you have a plan.”
“I do look over there remember the observation room.”
“And we get up there how?”
“Run, jump, kick the window in, land, run, jump, go in window, find way out.”
“How do I get up there?” Jason did want to be left behind.
“Hold on to my back again, going up is just the opposite of going down.” Jason studies the height of the window from the ground again, and nods in agreement. Jacob runs over to and up the wall followed by Sam. He falls just short of reaching the top, but Sam garbs his arm. She pulls him up and he crashes through the window. Sam, H-VAC, and Jason follow. “Where now?”
“Just follow me.” they do down halls around corners and eventually out a back door leading them to freedom. The only problem with this is three androids blocked them off after they get out side.
“Well, well, well look what we have here. A vampire, a heavy android, a human, and oh another human. Easy pickings don’t you think Roy?” the first one looks at the guy across form him dressed in denim from pants to jacket and heavy working boots.
“I don’t know what do you think Joy?” looking at a girl one that wore very reviling clothing, except for a long green jacket which she wore open.
“I still haven’t decided myself, but back to you Troy.” the first one, Troy, wore all long black athletic wear, and a long black jacket.
“Always up to me eh? Well I say we Kill them then eat them.”
“Like you could.”
“Oh the girl thinks could beat us. Sorry to tell you we’re androids, new ones. Made to kill you. We run on bio-fuel we make from any dead organic material.” Joy says.
“Joy you sure don’t spread any joy.” H-VAC laughs.
“Really heavy android,” Troy stood up for Joy, “What’s your make and model I bet we are newer meaning better then you.” Asking an android there make and model is a great challenge to the worth.
“Hey leave him alone,” Jacob stood up for H-VAC now, “H-VAC was crafted by the legendary James Matic. He does not need to prove anything to the like of you.”
“Ooh made by James Matic; what does he run on double A batteries?” That pushed Sam right to the edge. She turns to, remove Jacob’s mask, bite him for just enough blood for her to go into a frenzy again, but Joy makes it there first. Joy knocks her and Jacob to the ground. “I don’t think so! Looks like the fight is on my brothers!” H-VAC begins unload all his ammo at Troy, as Sam wrestles with Joy, and Jacob faces Roy. Jason hides in the corner wishing he could help them. They had saved him twice, but he was helpless as a human with no suit or anything. Then he felt something move under his skin. He starts to freak out as the movement becomes more rapid. He runs out into the fray unwittingly of course. Troy stops Jason after H-VAC ran out of ammo.
“Where do you think you’re going.”
“Look I am not trouble to you and nether are my friends so just let us go okay.”
“You’re right you are no trouble, you’re dinner!” Troy opens his mouth to show off what appeared to be a razor sharp, extremely fast, and ultra deadly meat grinder. As he was about to be eaten the goup burst from his skin. It did only what was natural to it, protect its host. In a matter of seconds it wrapped itself around him like a second skin, grew heavy and durable bone armor, sharp bone claws, a tail like a whip with a poison barb on the end, and even great wings for Jason to fly with. The bone like armor was more then resilient to the meat grinder mouth of Troy’s. Though his mouth was fine everyone look on in amazement. Jason stopped and looked around confused at everyone’s amazement for he did not notice the transformation that he had just under gone. He did not feel it, his eyes wear shut tight in fear so he did not see it, he took no notice at all. until he realized that very one was staring at him, but why he thought. Then he quickly surveyed himself thinking he might have soiled himself, but finds he is now some kind of monster. “Even if you have a goup that only mean you will fill our tanks more.” Troy goes at him again, but the androids punches and kicks all fell short of their marks. For new energy Jason did have. Reflexes that could allow him to dodge bullets. Strength that would let him throw a bus across town. Sight that was not limited to what it was before. All his senses, all his strengths, were amplified. While at the same time virtually all weaknesses were removed. The other androids dropped who they were fighting and joined they comrade. Jason was dodging them like it was nothing, but it took all his focus, all his new skill and instinct. He jumped in the air an flew. After a moment of hanging there the androids jumped for him. Joy caught his foot, and dragged him down with her heavy metal body’s weight. Sam had use this distraction to get some blood as she had meant to earlier, Jacob reload the revolver, and H-VAC dropped the heavy extra weaponry Mason had installed. Thus H-VAC restored himself to his former glory. He had upgrade himself since the war began now H-VAC 99 for any one keeping track. He is now faster, stronger, and outfitted with one weapon which he created. Its called plasma armor. Plasma armor is a plasma field manipulated with magnetism to make his hand to hand combat even more lethal, but causes over heating if use too long without a break. He can really tear through things even bunkers they use for high profile people like the president, but only use it if absolutely necessary. Their preparation proved to be unnecessary when Jason had sent them running. “Don’t think we won’t be back we were made to kill you four!”
“This Mason fellow seems intent on killing us doesn’t he?”
“What happened to you Jason?” Jacob asked.
“I don’t quite know.” the goup recedes back into Jason’s skin, revealing his ripped to shreds clothes. “This thing just appeared…I think…I don’t remember.” he rubs his head. “I don’t know I heard a voice. It was trying to help me remember something, but I just can’t.”
“H-VAC do you know what that was?”
“I do, but at the same time it is imposable. I will explain in full. Your father studied the works of the scientist of old a Mr. Smith I believe. Who I guess you can say invented the goups. He made them to help humans finally rebuild after some lost disaster that happened about two thousand years ago. Your father was keen on one specific goup. It was the one that Mr. Smith had boned to himself. For some unknown reason it surpassed all others. Your father thought it may be in the nature of the creatures themselves. They live for only a short time without a host to bond to, so they do all they can to protect their hosts. Most comparable to a loyal dog. They put the host life before there own, and adapt to each host. One host, one goup, so best to say to each his own. I digress the goup was stronger, faster, healed the host faster, and everything else. It was the most powerful of its kind. As I said a goup adapts to each host, gaining different acquirable traits. One person my love fly and grow wings, others swimming and gain the ability to breath under water. So no to goups are ever the same, but that one. That one is the legendary goup of Mr. Smith.”
“So I have a creature called a goup, that does all the stuff you just said, but it came from a guy who live a very long time ago and the thing only lives a short time with out a host.”
“Yes.”
“And it can only bond to one individual ever.”
“Yes.”
“Then how?”
“I don’t know, but it was always a special one so who could ever know?”
“Well then I guess I can help fight now.”
Jacob smiles, “I guess so. Welcome to the team every one is trying to kill.”
“But as it was once said…” Sam starts.
“Mess with the best…” H-VAC continues.
“Die like the rest.” Jacob finished.
“So which way to your place.” Sam asks.
“Just follow me,” Jason laughs.
“What?” she asked.
“Just remembering when I used to have to buy a girl a drink before bring her home.”
Jacob laughs too, “Hey there she is my girl.”
“Please, you are my man.” they all in enjoyed the joke. As the walk down the road Jason noticed a perfectly drivable if slightly damaged military jeep.
“Hey any one know how to hot wire a jeep?” H-VAC rather then answering he used actions to speak louder. H-VAC sat in back and the jeep sank. “I think you might need to walk guys. H-VAC seems to be pushing the weight limit on the suspension.”
“No problem, race ya!” Jacob whistles, and the black motorcycle shoots around a corner behind them. He grabs Sam’s arm, runs forward, and hops on the motorcycle with Sam.
“Not cool dude!“ They raced south to Jason’s place in Heell. They were about a mile from the city limits and saw a shocking sight. Heell had frozen over, been over run by werewolves, under assault or maybe some kind of siege, by androids, and to top it all off it hadn’t just frozen over, Heell was having a blizzard. They stop before they sere seen and surveyed the area. “I don’t think my place is still there any more, and if it is it’s under snow and ice in a tropical climate.”
“Looks like androids are attacking werewolf territory, but that doesn’t make any sense.”
“I know.”
“How quickly things change when you have been stuck underground six mouths.”
“I know Mason must have tried to capitalize on your absence.”
“What do you mean H-VAC?”
“He tried, unsuccessfully I might add, to kill you, your boyfriend, and Jason. There must be some reason. my guess would be he fears you three.”
“Well then, to recap everyone wants us dead, this Mason guy is trying to take over the world, and there is a blizzard in Heell.”
“Yes sounds about right Sam.”
“After we get to some place safe we need to find Victor and Holly.”
“Sam.”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“You’ll see.” Jacob raises his hand in defeat knowing she has no real reason. He gets on his motorcycle. “hop on and hold on Sam this is going to be a ride through a frozen over Heell.”
“Nice play on words.”
“Hold on I am going to check the trunk see if they left any weapons.” And they did, a mini-gun usually used on attack choppers. “H-VAC I think your going to have to use this.” He slaps the ammo chain into place.
“My pleasure. Remember one thing all those ageist us are under the influence of Mason, my he pay for all the blood shed because of him, and more.” Jacob arms the motorcycle with a pair of pop-out blades the slid out on back over their legs.
“These will cut down anything that gets too close.” H-VAC stood up in the back seat of the jeep.
“So will this.”
“On your mark…get set…CHARGE!” They zoom towards the city. As Jacob his the ice on the bike sharp spikes shoot out of the rims of the tires. Stabbing into the ice for traction. He drifted left and right, all under complete control, cutting down androids, but the werewolves stayed out of the way. They even helped Sam and the rest, intentionally or was not able to be determined. After the reached the inner city it was so thick with androids that Sam did a somersault leap into the crowed and started to rip them apart. “Drive yourself away, don’t mess up your paint job again okay.” He then jumps off the bike. With perfect accuracy, he performed a midair shoot hitting two through the head that were about to grab Sam.
Chapter fourteen: Heell Has Frozen Over And The Author Has Arrived
H-VAC and Jason were gunning down androids left and right. The androids were the only things attacking them. They made it to the inner city not long after Sam and Jacob did. It took longer for them because when the ran out of ammo Jason drove the jeep on a suicide course into a gas station. They both jumped from the car long before it hit and exploded though. Jason failed to transform and ran. “Help!”
“Transform,” H-VAC puts his hand of his face and punches an android with the other. “that didn’t sound as stupid as I think it did; did it?”
“It did.” Jason says as he slides under an android.
“Well just do that none the less.”
“I don’t know how.”
“Really? You already did once.” H-VAC roundhouse kicks an android into the one behind it.
“I did know how it happened then either.” then he was cut off by three androids; one to his right, one to his left, one right in front of him. He turns to run, but was blocked by another android. He had no place to run, to hide, he was done. Thus the goup did what it lived to do. He transformed as they jumped on then he launched through the air into nearby buildings. He let out a roar that only a man and his goup could do. The bottom jaw split, and it was aloud and powerful, and if any one was to close their eardrums would immediately rupture. The androids around him were stunted at the malfunction of their audio sensors. He grabbed the closed one to him lifted it up and ripped it in half. The spike tail went through the head of one behind him which then he whipped it into three more. There was only one left stupid enough to face him. It was a heavily armored android, but it wasn’t enough to save itself as it thought it would. Jason grabbed it by the throat and flew into the air. After he could see his house; he dropped the android, but before the android could explode on the ground it stopped. It sat there suspended in the air as a man in a black business suit and white tie all other defining feature blocked by white light. walk towards them in this frozen cityscape.
“Well look at the nice bit of chaos you four have caused.” an android leaps off a nearby building at him. Before it is even within range the man casts it backward into the one in the air both are sent reeling through the sky. “I know you all are wondering who I am, so I'll tell you. I am The Author.”
“The Author?”
“Yes Sam Matic, Jason Warside, Jacob Channler, and H-VAC 99. I am The Author. We have met before, but I had you forget because I meddled too soon. Maybe my meddling is what caused the event that bring me here , but that not important now. What is important is this world getting back on track. This happens every once every thousand or so years, and by this I mean a near end of the world. Now granted I cause it, but every single time those involved get a little to far from what I intend. Which is why about half way through I get tired of it and intervene. Example James was not suppose to die, but he did because I let you all do whatever you want. In fact I needed him alive. Isn't great how things never go as you plan them?”
“What do you mean you needed him alive?” an android leaps at Sam, but The Author just wills it away.
“Three thousand years, three scientists, three machine parts, and four heroic adventures.”
“What?”
“Just think for a few minutes.”
“Or you could just tell us.”
“But that would spoil my fun.”
“So all this is fun to you?”
“Not yet, my heroes aren't winning.”
“Your heroes.”
“Yes my heroes; you four are the champions that will stop the end of the world and life will move on for a thousand more years.”
“So what are you?”
“All in good time. Right now your only concern should be surviving in a frozen over Heell. If you trust me you will be the heroes I meant for you all to be. If you don't you will fail, or in other words our world will come to an end.” He smiled at them, “Then giant walls form a dome of ice sealing them all in.” as he said it came true.
“How did you?”
“Enjoy the ice men.” broken androids iced over, forming two inch ice armor, stood to face Sam and them once more. The man in The Author leaps back to the top of a tall building. Their joints and other parts reconnected by the ice, they have already lost once, and are far from being ready to lose again. The androids were more then happy for this second chance to fulfill their primary objective given to them by Mason, killing the threats to his rule. One of them grabbed Sam by the arm, and to her surprise her arm started to freeze over as well. She broke free as quickly as she could and smashed the ice on her arm with her other fist. “What is with that guy?”
“I don't know, but I don't like him. Anyone who raises an army of icy androids to kill us, in my book, is not a nice guy.” What Jason didn't know was what The Author was saying on the roof.
“These guys must be able to defeat these things. I didn't even put much thought into them. If they can't be these guy now the world is done. I hope they don't end up like the Irish man, but I guess I took that risk when I gave them freedom.” Sam kicks one of the androids in the head, but the ice almost instantly coated her calf and foot. She manged to break away and the ice smashed as she put her foot down, but it was staring to look like an impossible fight. H-VAC used his weapon, the plasma armor, which melted the androids ice and other parts. That alone however was not enough; there were too many for H-VAC to face on his own. “I have no choice I need to rethink them.” before he put his words into action something stunning happened, something even The Author himself didn't expect. H-VAC's plasma armor grew hotter and brighter, then moved to coat his entire being. James was a smart man, to build such a amazing machine. H-VAC had installed equipment it knew would like kill it, but risked it for Sam. The plasma was not as damaging due to the extremely cold temperatures the heat from the super heating of the air didn't over heat H-VAC and the magnetic fields kept him from direct contact. The heat given off was enough to melt the six inch ice they were standing on. Sam and the rest had to back up from him to stand the heat themselves. “Or maybe I should keep watching. That robot has a passion for his job.” the android melted, H-VAC won, but he was exhausted and need to recharge. “Well time for another test,” He called out for them to hear, “If you can't take the heat, you might just die.”
“Your testing us?” Sam was furious.
“Yes I am. You're the champions of this world now and you need to be able to fight any evil sent your way. If you can't it's all over, for you, for those you care for, for every one. So I must ensure that you can do just that. Oh and in this next test is for Sam. Hint there will be napalm.” the android reformed again now melted, instead of ice were coated in napalm, and in this state they were more liquid then solid. She kick and punched and flailed, but it was all to no avail. If she splattered them they just reformed. If she squashed them they reformed. If she did anything else it just past right through them.
“You got these guys Sam? Because the rest of them are indisposed.”
“What?” She turns to see them frozen, not in ice, couldn't move none the less. One android landed a punch while she was distracted. Right in the mouth, spit out the disgusting mixture of metal and napalm. Then she surrendered, “Aright Author care to tell me how to kill these things.”
“Ask and you shall receive. This is a test of stamina; see who burns out first. Light them on fire and avoid death till they burn out.”
“And how do I do that?”
“I can tell you every thing, but I am not going to. That would defeat the purpose, but here is a hint anyway. There not frozen cold they just cant move.” She did not understand at first that The Author was referring to Jacob's suit having an electrical current, or H-VAC still being really hot from the plasma armor. She ducked and weaved the Napalm Androids goo like fists and feet. They were ferocious. They remembered their deaths. They felt, even though they were machines, intense rage. They swarmed all around her. They cut off any chance of escape. One of them came to close to H-VAC and caught fire. It fled as in not to spread the flames. Then one did the same after walking to close to Jacob and a spark leaping to them. Sam thinking quickly takes one of Jacob's gloves. She had know idea how to use it, but the androids back off a step or two. Then the other glove and they stepped back more. She tried to throw lighting from the gloves which end in comical failure and the androids advancing again. She tried again this she made a fist and the electricity jumped from the glove to the nearest android, then the next. The androids retreat.
“Why are they running.”
“Test of Stamina, you have to case them down and kill them, or maybe you prefer the end of everything. I know you will choose the first one. That's why your the champion; well the main one at least. Well you and your boyfriend are the main ones as in H-VAC and Jason are side characters but yeah......Go get um girl!” he throws his fist in the air as he say the last part. One of the androids, one with a solid foot, trips and splats on the ground. Sam shocks it as it reforms and as it blazes it turns to attack. The flames burned her skin as it tackled her into the snow. Talking at a normal volume once more, “That's gotta hurt.” She kicks it off of her and it almost his The Author. Yelling, “Hey watch it!” he dodges the android.
“Sorry, just a test of reflexes.” The Author smiled as she made the joke.
“I see she as a bit of wit.” Irritated she goes in search of the other androids, and ruthlessly kills them all. She cased the last one into the intersection they started at and killed it.
“The last one,” she was slightly out of breath from chasing them all down. “Now what?”
“On to the next test.” she throws a snow ball and hits him square in the face.
“We have more important things to do then your tests.”
“The accuracy of that statement is arguably void of merit. I do not wish to explain the reasoning behind it or to force into submission, but you need to do this.”
“Tell us why we have to listen to you.”
“Well that's not really a good idea.”
“Tell us or we won't do whatever it is you want us to do.”
“I am afraid you have forced my hand then.” Jacob, H-VAC, and Jason fall dead on the snowy ground. “They will be returned to life when you comply with what is needed from you. I am far from a cruel creator, but there are much more pressing matters.”
“I won't just do whatever I am told.”
“You were parts of a militant group. What do you mean you won't just do what your told?”
“You tell me what you want and why. Then we maybe do what you say.”
“I just caused your friends to drop dead and yet you still refuse to do as I say?”
“Yes.” she said firmly.
“Well you pass your third test; which we technically haven't gotten to yet.”
“You are a crazy man.”
“No I am a, how should I say this, limited one. I could take all your will away and my you all slaves doing what I want with out a word, but I give you freedom. I could have this story go any which way, but I let you all make the path. I have gone as far as to split my person in two this from you see before is for good self-sacrificing heroism, were as the other you must face is the embodiment of my darkness.”
“Crazy.”
“Still no, but I understand why you think that. I also think we got off on the wrong foot, but time is short so please for give me for my rashness. My we please try this again.”
“First bring my friends back to life... if you can.” then they all took a deep breath and stumbled to there feet, confused. “Next tell what what is going on exactly.”
“Fine, fine, as I said early; every thousand years or so I choose a champion or two to defend the world from the dark side of me. It's my way of insuring a would of innocent people, heroic champions, and destroyed villains. It's that time again and you are the champion. I have to train you to be the best and stop the dark side of me from ending the world.”
“Why don't you do it?”
“Good question Sam, and here is the answer. It's pointless. Eternal struggle neither side giving any ground at all. You, the creations, with your own wills and decisions can decide who will win the world, and what would be the point of your existence if you were not free.”
“So you made us to fight your battles.”
“For your world.”
“Sam hold on, you too Author. Let me try to get this straight. You split yourself in two.”
“Yes.”
“Then your dark half created evil in the world.”
“Yes.”
“And you the good.”
“Yes.”
“And we the creations have our own wills.”
“Yes again.”
“Only we can decide who wins.”
“Your correct again Jacob.”
“And you chose Sam as the hero or champion to save the day this time.”
“Yes.”
“Am I missing anything?”
“This event takes place every thousand or so years.”
“I say we do what he says Sam.”
“What, we barely know this guy and he killed you.”
“But you know me right, and he also brought me back from the dead.”
“Yes.”
“You trust me right.”
“Yes.”
“I trust he so if you won't trust him trust me okay.”
“Fine, so now whats next.”
Chapter fifteen: The Hero ACT's
“On to the next test.” she throws a snow ball and hits him square in the face again.
“Couldn't resist.”
“I see, well so far I have test H-VAC's selflessness, Sam's stamina, so now it's your turn Jacob. You test is of luck.” three doors appeared in front of him. “You have to choose a door, choose the right ones and you will make your way back, choose the wrong ones and you won't.”
“Great... Well see ya when I get back Sam.”
“And that's why this guy hast to be lucky, or he'll wind up dead. He is oblivious, reckless, and I should have made him the main character.” Jacob walks through the door to the far right and a short time after comes out the door on the far left. His suit was torn, he was bleeding, he was breathing heavily, and he looked like he was about to have a heart attack. He closes the door, but not enough for it to latch. The Author let out a sigh of relief. “Good thing he is luck, because I can't teach him to be lucky.” A hand slips through followed by many more decayed zombie looking ones. He shoves on the door, and starts to swing at the arms.
“Get back..........no, no!” He shocks them and they retreat. He closes the door fully and the doors disappear.
“Are you okay?” Sam asks.
“Fine, but I have one question for The Author. What was that?!”
“Well a random assortment of doors. Some leading back others leading to the past, others to the future, and more to just hellish places.” He smirks, “Here.” he waves his hand and all the damage dealt to Jacob was healed. “Last test to see if these heroes get a story. Jason your test is a test of strength. Sam, Jacob, and H-VAC all were frozen so they do not interfere,” as he said it, it happened.
“Great so what do I have to do?”
“Well kill this giant monster.” the android pieces fly into one massive pile. “Then the giant pile became a giant monster.” the monster was just like the goups Sam and Jacob fought in form, but it had it's differences. It was bigger, meaner, stronger, had no powers per say, and didn't smell like a corpse.
“Your kidding right?”
“No, you all have a specific skill that must be tested. You are power strength that cannot be rivaled. Sam has killer stamina, she can just keep going and going and going and going and...”
“I get it.”
“H-VAC is a robot that thinks for itself and can understand emotions and other concepts most can't. Finally Jacob is just plain lucky, first he avoided getting eaten by his werewolf brother, then avoided getting bled dry by his vampire girlfriend, lets see I know there is more. When else did narrowly escape death?”
“I get it.”
“So enjoy the fight.”
“Wait how do...” his sentence was cut short by the monstrous machine's fist. It looked like he was crushed and done for, but he is one of the heroes. The goup saved him once again, and he lifted the fist over his head as the machine continually pressed down. He throws it to the side and the machine comes down with the other. He jumps back out of the way; then forward and up it's arm. Little arms of the android that made this machine grab and claw at him, but it was a waste of the machine's energy for Jason didn't even notice. It goes to grab him as he charges up it's arm, but he just leaps to the arm trying to garb him. When he reached the shoulder of the machine. His wings dissolve back into the goup, and a bone like armor forms over his fists, feet, elbows, knees, and chest. The formally overly bulked body tightens up making him much small, about normal human size. He pulled back his fist and beat his way through the machines thick metal skull. From the out side there were visible and massive explosions all over its metallic body; on the inside Jason was ripping the thing apart like some kind of rabid beast. He leaps from it's chest as it explodes, lands, and pose like a true action hero. The giant metal monster falls crushing many buildings, but a small price to pay for awesomeness.
“Bravo, Bravo, you all have passed with flying colors. Now we just need to get the story back on track. So far it has been strange and just nonsense, but I hope you can put that crap behind you so that we, I mean you four may save the day like you were meant too.”
“First explain some thing for us. How does that sound?” Sam was quite blunt went telling The Author what to do.
“No need to take that tone with me, but you have done well so I will tell you a bit. As I said early the is me and there is my dark side. We can not beat each other; so every thousand years we choose the same number of heroes, well I choose heroes, he chooses villains. Since these people very in strength there can be a winner, and a loser so that is how we decide on the fate of the world. It may seem cruel, but I think life and freedom is better then my two faces dueling it out in absolute nothing. So far there have been to two other times this has happened, both of those effecting the present and the future. Also it best two out of three, so you win this and it's happy go lucky days for the rest of time. Lose however and the world will see us again in one thousand years for the final decision.” what he left out was the four adventure will happen no matter what, this just decides the second world. Essentially this decides if the hero fights it's way out of hell or to defend a place like heaven in the next story.
“We are suppose to believe this?”
“You are.” A man who has not been alive for two thousand years, an Irish man steps out from around a corner in a white t-shirt that said, in bold red letters there is blood in my alcohol system, and black athletic shorts; his arm around a girl in a black skull and cross bone t-shit and blue-genes. “Names Micky Mulligan this my girlfriend Vicky. We were the first and we lost.”
“I may be number two, but I am the favorite, and the first to win it for the heroes.” This man was in a suit that looked like flat black metal plats over lapping each other with a v-shaped head that comes too two points and he came around another corner to their left. “I am named after the Author, William Smith's the name, and this is my wife Loretta. You heard me Micky. Wife you never got past the girlfriend stage.” Micky was furious and Loretta walked next to William, her outfit from the game fox tail and all.
“You think your better then me don't you?”
“Lets see I managed to get married and I am the favorite.”
“Well as her just being my girlfriend I don't have to worry about her bleeding my cash flow dry.” Vicky elbows him in the stomach. William laughs and Loretta knocks his feet out from under him in one kick.
“Play nice with Micky. How do we keep these tow from killing each other Vicky?”
“I don't know.”
“Sorry to interrupt, but I brought you here to tell them it's not a lie or the rambling of a mad man.”
“Well you might be rambling.” Vicky elbows Micky in the gut again.
“And what is reality? Is this life all a lie?” William says sitting up; before Loretta punched him in the back of the head.
“Please ignore the boys. Micky an I failed, and not only do we not get to live it down, but the life was terrible till William and Loretta won.”
“Don't be so hard on yourself Vicky.”
“It's true though.”
“Well maybe if the Irish man wasn't drunk when he actually had to fight.”
“Hey, that is completely raciest.”
“I am not sure Irish is a race, it more so has to do with what country most of your current family is from or more accurately your nationality.” William says standing up.
“Quite it you two.” Loretta and Vicky were on the same page of the same book at the same time. How in sync they were when saying that and elbowing the guys in the stomach was boarder line art.
“Enough!” The Author raised his hand and they froze. “So you see this has happened before if you lose it will happen again so please don't lose. I would prefer a happy heroic world.”
“Wait, if we win and the world becomes heroic will we still have the choice to do dark deeds?”
“Hmmmmm.” The Author was perplexed by this question. Was the entire cycle he and his dark side had all for not could they never achieve their goals without taking away their creation's freedom. He decision was absolutely, “Maybe.....most likely.........okay if I win you do, but I can't be sure if the dark side wins,” not absolute. “Well that's all I can't do. If you need more advice ask the champions of old. Then the walls of ice melted away, and they were free to go except the old champions who if they stepped out of the city or interfered would be turned to dust.” as he said it, it happened. He faded and they were free to move on to the next destination. The only problem is they had no idea were to go. Micky and William charge each other, but the girls hold them back.
“You all are probably still confused, aren't you?” Loretta says straining to hold him back. “Will you quite it.” She lets him go for a split second then knocks his feet out from under him again. Then sits on him. Micky falls over laughing at how easily he was knocked down.
“Why are you sitting on me?” he mad the mistake of have his helmet come off to ask. Loretta wiggles the tail under his nose and he sneezes. “I don't see how,” she does again, and he sneezes again. He tries to sit up and yet again she wiggles her tail he sneezes. This time more violent and the suit fires off a laser.
“No too focused when sneezing are you?”
“I get it now. Take advantage of the suit I see.” no one seemed understand and Micky just kept laughing. “They suit is controlled by my mind and if I am unfocused it can go kind of hay wire.” that seemed to cause everyone to register what the sneezing meant, but he explains more anyway. “Like how someone can't help but seize up or close their eyes I may shoot a missile to a near by building.”
“We get it, you twit.” Micky's insults continue in between bursts of laughter. Most of his laughter was at his own jokes though. “you think beer beats Irish, but it appears the common cold beats the oh so powerful favorite.”
“Hey at least,” She tries to make him sneeze again so he'll shut up, but he fights it, “At least I, I won ACHOOOO!” the suit fires a missile from the shoulder flying past Loretta's head and into a building behind them, and it crumbles to the ground. Micky just laughs harder; now standing, Vicky punches him in the stomach.
“So are you two done now?”
“Yes.”
“Yes.”
“Good, as I was say you must still wonder what you are suppose to do now.”
“Yes, directions would be good start.” Jacob takes the lead in asking question and take all the insanity seriously.
“Well we don't know that. All we know is what we have been through. The whole idea learn from our mistakes thing. Fortunately for William and Loretta, Micky and I made almost every single one you can make.”
“Like?”
“Don't ride a dragon without something to tie you to it.” Micky starts off.
“Don't get drunk on wine the night were all hell breaks lose.” Vicky continues.
“Don't trust strange trees.” they just take turn listing off things they did wrong.
“Don't put your faith in jewelery.”
“Don't try to muscle your way though every thing.”
“Don't eat strange plants I don't care how hungry you are.”
“And most importantly.”
“Yes most importantly.”
“Don't die.” they said in unison. Sam and the gang just look at them strangely.
“We had the same reaction when The Author introduced us to them too. Don't worry you all should be fine he test you to see if you hero material. He didn't test them as a result Micky and Vicky lost, also they died more time then I care to count. No offense intended.” Vicky was holding Micky back from pounding on William.
“Enough is enough we are just going to have to let them fight it out.”
“I guess you're right Loretta.”
“I'd get out of the way.” Loretta jumps off of William and Vicky lets go of Micky.
“It's on!” Micky charges toward William glowing white drawing strength from his spirit.
“Good luck.” William charges toward Micky suit ready to go. They clash and William catches Micky's punch. This alone forced all the air away from them in the form of a massive gust.
“Shouldn't we stop them?”
“You want to get between them be my guest.”
“I don't think that's a good idea Jacob.”
“Well good idea or not I'm doing it.” Jacob rushes in ready to go. Whips his foot across both their faces. Their punches were faster then the eye could follow Jacob had trouble keeping up. One of Micky's solid punches land on Jacob face and is sent rolling back. He gets up and heads back in this time Sam tries to follow, but Vicky grabs her arm.
“Let go he needs my help.”
“You'll just get hurt too. The Author isn't know for making strong female characters.” Sam yanks her arm forward Loretta not letting go is yanked forward to. She had picked the worst time to let go, and was sent flying across the street.
“Sorry I didn't mean to.” Loretta gets up pulls the silenced gun off her back, aims, and fires. Sam doges it so the spray continues, and even as she advances she couldn't hit Sam. H-VAC joins they fray or at lest tried to he didn't make it were far before he locked up due to over heating. The higher powered plasma armor normally would have melted him, but due to the cold it only badly over heated him. When H-VAC failed to fight Jason moves in. Still not in control of the goup he was more of a liability. He managed to get between the bullets and Sam which he thought saved her as he fell to the ground bleeding. It was not a good idea in the slightest since the bullets didn't have a cross on them, were not dipped in holy water, were not fired from a cross bow, nor have any other property that would hurt the current vampire. The goup forms around him heals the wounds, but it took a different form. He wasn't any bigger, or have any wings or armor. It was just the rough texture, and brownish color of the goup worn like spandex from head to toe. Loretta distracted by Jason shoots him and the bullets sink in like she shot quicksand more like the goup absorbed them. Sam goes grab the gun from Loretta, but Vicky stops her by tripping her.
“Well everyone else is fighting I might as well join in.” Sam reflexively gets up and swings at Vicky. Sam even with here superhuman speed can't land a hit.
“Your fast.”
“Not just fast I am a mystic. Like a physic.” Sam keeps swinging and kicking.
“Well that doesn't explain why you are so fast.”
“But that's how I know were your blows are coming from, and physic was just and example.” Sam goes for a roundhouse to the side of Vicky's head, but Vicky just bends backward and counters with a kick to Sam's head. Sam bounces, spins, flips, rolls, and slides down the icy road. Loretta runs out of ammo almost all of it had been emptied into Jason. Jason makes a pretend gun with his hand how little kids play army do. The different this hand gun shoots. He points to the sky and lefts of a few rounds. He or more so the goup was storing up the bullets Loretta was shooting. That causes a break in the action for it was much louder then her silenced. Jacob, William, and Micky all at each others throats stop. Sam looks up from were she was laying on the ground. Vicky crosses her arms and waits for him to do something. The bullets all drop to the ground around him. The goup retreats under his skin once more.
“What did I miss?” they just stand and stair. “Seriously what did I miss?” Sam smiles and laughs weakly as she stands back up. “Last thing I remember is getting shot okay.” It was oblivious he was making a joke of it, but he really didn't know what happened. “So any going to tell us were to go now at least.”
“One thing has stayed the same if you want direction. Don't expect to take the path of least resistance. You must go to the enemy and the more there are them more you know you're going the right way.” The champions of the past vanished in a gust of snow and wind. Jacob's bike flew out of the ruble.
“I swear that thing has a mind of it's own.”
“I agree Sam, but that's one thing I like about it.”
“What do we do for transportation?”
“We'll look around while H-VAC cools down.” they looked and looked, but found nothing. They returned to where H-VAC now sat cooled down.
“We have nothing for you guys to drive.”
“I know.”
“So what do we do? I mean you would leave me, H-VAC.”
“That is in my programming, Sam.”
“Well that bike only holds two people we still would need something for Jason.”
“Jason and I will just stay here while you two move on.”
“We are not leaving you.” Jacob's voice was firm.
“Yes, you are.” Jason's voice was equally firm.
“We will catch up with, just go.”
“Sam they won't come and from the sounds of it we don't have long.”
“How do you know how long we have.”
“Believe it or not I like history. These events have been recorded and they only last a few days. They also just keep getting worse.”
“Listen to the guy who paid attention in history class, Sam.”
“We will be fine, and you will too.”
“I know, but one time you got captured and re-programed right?”
“Yes.”
“Don't complain to me if I hurt you next time you try to kill me. Lets go Jacob.”
“Already on the bike.” which he was. They speed off in what Jacob hoped was the right way. His plan head to The Human Coalition headquarters, Washington D.C. He figured that the androids are the enemy at the moment because that's all they have been fighting. So the best place to go would be the capital of the group that uses them the most. The weather was crazy as the traveled temperatures over one hundred and around the block a blizzard. The only thing was that the closer they got the less life there was. Soon there wasn't even grass. They closer they got the more war torn the fields and cities were. They where half way there in one days travel they also managed to get stuck in a blizzard at night.

Chapter sixteen: That's Why The Walls Are Red
“You got us caught in a blizzard at night. Told you we should have took a left back there.”
“The sign said dead end.”
“But it had a building we could have been in stead of in a blizzard.”
“Hey that building collapsed as we went past it.”
“The we could have camped out there it is still better then a blizzard.” Jacob takes a sharp turn off the road. The bike transformed to meet the different challenge the dirt brought. Wider tires and thinker tread, then entire bike seemed to bulk up. “Were are you going.”
“To a building that's still standing.” they came across a hotel that was small, but was still standing. “Duck.” he drove right through the front doors to find that the power was still on and a completely empty and luxurious lobby, with a television playing the news.
“Nice going.”
“Ha ha.”
“No really, this place is beautiful.” she gets off the bike and looks around in amazement, but what was most amazing was the hotel was the only thing still standing. The hotel must have been something special. The walls were covered in red velvet ornately decorated with thin gold lines. The furniture had the same patterns of the same materials. It had a spiral stare case of gold that leaded to the upper levels. A fire place, fire lit of course, which would make the room even more beautiful if the lights were out. The floor was golden titles, with pillars of marble cover with red velvet and thicker gold designed. The front desk had the same look to it but the top and corners let the marble show so eloquently. On the desk was a small gold bell and a old time cash register with some pictures on the wall behind it.
“How much do you want to bet a Chinese guy owned this place.”
“That's raciest.”
“No it's not; here is a picture of the guy and his family.” Jacob toss her a picture of an old man and woman with their fully grown children and baby grandchildren. Sam looks at it for a moment.
“I hope they didn't get hurt.”
“Well while we are here might as well look around.” Jacob moves the bike behind the desk so passerby who might look in won't see it and get ideas. Sam immediately looks for an unlocked room. She does room four thirty-four. Now there wasn't that many rooms the numbers four hundred and this was the last one. She enters the room with out waiting for Jacob. The luxuries didn't end in the lobby the rooms were the same, each had it's own bath, and all the facilities still worked which was strange, but not something one would complain about. There was a full body mirror that as Sam walked by helped her realize how dirty she was. First pass she turned around and did a double take. The entire time a lot of oil, blood, dirt, and more was being caked on her and the clothes. Not to mention the snow; they were just in a blizzard. “Sam!” Jacob calls down the hall way. The door to room four thirteen creeks open a hair. Meanwhile Sam is taking a shower in room four thirdly-four. Jacob goes to the door and looks in no one in sight. “Sam are you in here?” he steps all the way in and the door slams behind him. He jumps scared out of his wits, but when he looks around once more there was an open window. A strong cold wind blows through and the door creeks open again and then slams again. “Just the wind. Look at me fighting off killer robots, and jumping at the wind.” then the window slams shut as does the door and the door to the bath. All locking instantly. “Sam!” Sam didn't hear him she was enjoy a warm shower. Jacob tried to kick down the door, but his foot just bounces off like the door was made of rubber instead of wood. The red from the velvet leaks off. Reveling the velvet was originally white. Jacob hears laughter from the closet, the only door not locked. Sam just humming away in the shower. Jacob opens the closet door and all there is, is a mirror. The mirror showed the room behind him, but not him. It showed white and gold walls and woman crying. She has a gun in her hand and points it at the mirror. She mouths the words, I am sorry, and pulls the trigger. The mirror shatters in a thousand or more pieces toward Jacob. If it wasn't for the suit he would have been stabbed to death. Sam gets out of the shower and drys herself with a towel left on the rack. Jacob yells at the top of his lungs, “Sam!” this time she hears him and she rushes to put clothes on. No her clothes, but some she had planed on borrowing till she had cleaned her clothes. “Sam!” She had the pants and underwear, but not much else before she started running to him. She reaches the door and tries to unlock it as on the other side Jacob was fighting some gruesome ghost. She tries kicking it down and on the fourth kick it comes down, and she sees Jacob standing on a chair head in a noose. A ghastly figure stood next to him a woman dress in the dresses of old English design, covered in blood, and gashes in her skin.
The women says, “I am sorry.”
“If your not you will be! Leave him alone.”
“We are both monsters; why don't you join me?”
“I am not a monster!”
“Really vampire?”
“How did you?”
“Your fangs are showing.” Jacob points out before the lady pulls the chair out from under him.
“There we go, no more men in the building.” The lady said cheerfully. “We can have a girls night. Shall we?”
Sam gritting her teeth says, “You just killed my boyfriend. I would kill you for flirting with him alone.”
“Oh dear, it seems you have been tricked. Men are heartless being they say they love you, but they really only want one thing.”
“I take offense to that. We are not all the same.” Jacob was hanging from the noose, but wasn't choking or dieing.
“How are you?” Jacob finally drops the cloaking.
“You have me more immobilized then dead.”
“Jacob what are you doing?”
“Just hanging around.” Sam looks at his angrily, and the other lady just shakes her head. “Come on that was comedic gold, and you were practically begging for that one Sam. You know me well enough to know that would be my reply.”
“Oh so you think you know each other?”
“I'd say pretty well.”
“Agreed.”
“How about a little game then you win,” she says with a happy pretty smile,”Let you stay here when ever you won't and I won't bother any men again.” Her face changes eyes turn white, teeth turn as long and sharp as knives, and lips stick turns blood red. “But if I win your boy toy here dies for real, and you and me will be friends for death. I mean we can't be friends for life we are both dead or undead really.”
“I'll take that bet.” Jacob says smiling. The lady slaps and he swings across the room.”
“What do you say?”
“Sure, but first you said you were a monster. What kind of monster are you?”
“Well I said we are monsters which we are, but to answer your question I am a Bloody Lady. Kind of a cross of a lady in white and bloody Mary. We are the slayer of man we hunt them and kill them. I prefer to get them to come to me however.”
“What I want to know is how did everyone miss this crap before the war.”
“Well there were accounts of the supernatural kind, but the up in the activity is because of the dark side. He loves to let us run free and hurt people. That's why my place is the only thing left. After the battle after the darkness wins the battle of coarse I will run free killing men.”
“Too bad for you we're the champions of The Author.”
“Shut up man!” she slaps him again this time hard enough for him to reach the wall. He bounces himself of the wall out of the noose and frees his hands by just ripping the ropes.
“For the record I could have done that at any time.”
“The why did you call me? I didn't even take the time to put a shirt on.” the Bloody Lady knocks Jacob across the room. He tries blocking her flurry of strikes, but it was no use. her fists phased through his arms and landed squarely on his face. “This is why!” Sam kicks the other girl in the face and it works.
“You said something about a game?”
“So you'll play?”
“Yes.”
“Good, keep you man on a leash and we will begin.” a rope appears and loops around Jacobs neck. The other end was wrapped around Sam's hand just as tightly. He looks at her and she shrugs.
“Hey I'm topless, you're on a lease. I figure you would enjoy something like this.”
“Very funny Sam.”
“Mussel him.” and a mussel appears on him. “My words have power in this place.”
“Great,” Jacob mumbles through the mussel.
“So what is the game?”
“Really more of a challenge. You have to prove to me not all men are slime balls.”
“But you won't even let him talk.”
“Men's words only distort the truth. Letting him talk would be cheating.”
“Shut up!” Jacob's words were barely audible. The lady kicks him in the head, he lunges, but the rope shortens rapidly and he is yanked back.
“Jacob calm down please.”
“See I know what I am talking.”
“Just tell me the game's rules.”
“No rules, just have to prove to me that I am wrong. Which you can, because I am right.”
“No you're not.”
“Then prove it.”
“Well he is not enjoying this experience for one.”
“How does that prove anything?”
“So guys like strange things.”
“Point for me.” a line of blood runs down a wall behind them like some kind of tall mark.
“Points?”
“I said it was a game.”
“How is that a point for, you know what never mind we are leaving.” Jacob jumps and throws his arms in the air.
“Yes!”
“No, the game is not over!”
“Your just nuts. I am going to finish putting my clothes on and we're leaving.” Sam starts toward the door and Jacob gives the lady the finger while being dragged by the rope out the door. Once in the hall way all the doors fly open, and Sam is sent flying into the wall on the far side; Jacob behind on the other end of the rope still.
“I'll show you! when the going gets too tough for him he'll just run.” the rope vanishes and so does the mussel. “You are free,” before she can finish her sentence Jacob runs full speed to grab Sam; who at this point is being sucked into the wall. “To go. Where are you going the door is that way,” and she points in the direction opposite Sam. Jacob tries with all his might to pull Sam from the wall, but he just starts sinking in, too. “It's no use. You can't save her or fool me.” Sam is no completely gone into the wall and Jacob is half in half out. “You don't really expect to accomplish anything; do you?” they both are absorbed into the wall. Some how going through the wall lead to them come out of the ground in an area that is though to describe. There was nothing; no walls, no ceiling, no lights, they were in some empty place.
“Sam can you hear me?” Jacob yells.
“Yes I am right next to you.”
“Sorry can see anything.”
“Me either.”
“Are we dead?”
“Really? You're asking me if we're dead.”
“Well I have know idea whats going on.”
“Allow me to shed some.” it was that lady again. The place still vast and empty was now lit by something that resembled the sun. “You are a tricky one. You almost had me, but then I figured your decent went deeper then I had originally guessed.”
“Have you stop to think about even possibility considering me care about Sam a fact instead of trying to make it out as a trick?”
“It is was it is and it is a trick. You don't care.”
“You don't know me. You don't know what I think! You can't know because you're not me! Some times I can't even understand what goes on in my head!”
“We'll put that to it's test!” She pulls a cross bow from behind her back. “This cross bow can and will kill either of you.” Jacob lost the suit when he was sucked through the wall and was back to his regular clothes. Sam is a vampire and a cross bow is a cross bow, the vampires' mortal enemy. “Sam I'll let you choose.”
“Shoot me, and leave Jacob alone.”
“No, Sam it will kill you! you won't regenerate!”
“Like you care! You can still get what you want from a corpse!”
“I will kill you again!” Jacob leaps to punch her in the face, but he just passes through the ghost.
“Ha ha ha you really are trying hard to pull the wool over my eyes, but too many before have for me to fall for this,” she laughs. He just keeps swing at the ghost, though he knows it has no effect. It helps him feel better to at lest know he is trying. “So still think I should shoot you. He is right cross bows have always been effective at killing vampires. Even as you have evolved, you will still die the same as ever.” Jacob rushes in between them.
“Yes, shoot me!”
“He has to move.”
“I won't.”
“So you are going to die for her when she is willing to die for you?”
“Yes.”
“Jolly good one less man to worry about killing.” the arrow goes straight through his heart and he dies.
“Well that's not what I expected.” her voice was sad. Sam was balling her eyes out. She has lost another man in her life. First her father now her boyfriend, she was experience a level of sadness that must be experienced to know.
“You killed him!” she says through the tears, her voice distraught and mournful. “You killed him!” she repeated. “Well here is you proof not all men are slime! Now bring him back!”
“He probably planed this out and knew you would ask for that, but I hope he didn't think I would listen. Because he is a man. And men are slime. And I don't listen to slime!”
“Then listen to me! Bring him back!” Her voice more angry then sad now.
“No.”
“You have to! We won the game! If this isn't proof that you're wrong then I don't know what is!” there was no longer a single tone of sadness, It was entirely fury.
“You are just being manipulated it even has the word man in it.” Sam attacked; her fist flying. A left, then a right, upper cut, and finishes with a haymaker. All the punches landed on something solid not as when Jacob fought the Bloody Lady. Sam knocks her back with a kick to the chest. Then knocks her out with a superman punch. The Bloody Lady liquidates into a pool of blood. Sam walks, crying again, to her dead boyfriend. The Bloody Lady can only be hurt by a girl, and only can physically hurt men. Now they didn't know that, but she was just really, really angry. She sits crying for what must have been an hour before something good happened.
“Great.” The Author had returned. “Now I know I said that I won't help any more, I did say that right, but this guy was kind of important. You two need to always be on guard till this is over, but after words I can and will make everything good again.” He smiles at Sam tears still running down her cheeks. “What a tangled and messed up and confusing and sad story we wright. A white light envelops Jacob and he is healed; fully ready to fight off any twisted monster the Author's dark side could ever dream. If you want to thank me to do it by winning this fight and forgetting he ever died.”
“Thank you.”
“Remember the following: I won't help any more, and if you want to thank me to do it by winning this fight.” in a flash of warming light they were back in room four thirty-four; asleep together on the bed. Jacob relaxed arm off the edge and Sam holding for dear life. Both of them had their clothes back on clean as they ever were. “Don't say I never went out of my way to help you.” He knew they were asleep, and if he wanted to he could make them, but they didn't hear him. They woke up the next morning, Jacob on the floor Sam on top of him, to beautiful beach weather. Sam wakes up to ludicrously loud and fake snoring. She flicks his nose to walk him up thinking he is asleep. He pretends that he is still asleep, so she get up and shakes him.
“Wake up!” she gently kicks him once or twice. Jacob was really good at playing dead. This may have been attributed to the fact he was, but neither of them know he was. They barely remember it as a dream. She part whispered part said, ”Man he is a heavy sleeper.”
“Then he shout up and said good morning sun shine.” He laughs as he sits up.
“We should probably get going.”
“Yes, but what happened last nigh?”
“I don't remember.”
“Well then lets hope it was a good night not to remember.” he laughs.
“Or maybe it was just a good night.” she laughs, and she kisses him on the cheek. They get on the bike, and they get ready to go. “So where next?” the building silently fades from existence behind them as they head down the road.
Chapter seventeen: Life's a Beach
“Your asking me?”
“Yes, you found the hotel right?”
“That was just luck.”
“Well maybe you'll have the same luck on the next place.” just as she said that in a place call the Over-hang The Author watched and said.
“Good god no!” they didn't here him, and he knew he wasn't suppose to interfere any more, but he feared for there safety. “This is why I tested his luck!” from the dark side of the moon at the same time The Dark Author watched laughing really, really hard.
“They going to die and I am going to win!” He was laughing hysterically. Back on the road Jacob had driven them past Washington and they somehow end up at a beach in an unsure location.
“I think we took a wrong turn.”
“Sorry Sam.”
“It's okay where ever you take us ends up being beautiful.” He parks the Bike in the sand. He uses a kick stand, of course, not wanting to get in sand in it. Sam take off her shoes and socks and goes in the water. The water or more so whats in it greets her with a powerful shock. Jacob rushes to her as she is being electrocuted. He grabs her arm, diverts the electricity, and throws her out of the way. “I guess I can't touch water.” Then a massive tentacle whips Jacob through the air.
“No there is I giant electric squid!” He yells tumbling down. His head sticks in the sand and Sam yanks him out. The electrical giant squid was really a ball of tentacles the waved and shocked wildly around a mouth with many rows of razor blade like teeth. It wings at them and they dodge backing up as they went. Eventually they make it out of the creatures range which was not that far. Though the tentacles are powerful they are only ten feet long, for a monster that's not that long. They waited for it to jump out of the water, but instead it just backed into the water. It sat there waiting one of the back tentacles had an eye on the tip, which was just part way above the water watching.
“That's it?” the eye glared at her angrily; it obviously understood and was insulted.
“Wow, I expected something worse. We must be going the wrong way. That one hero said to take the hard route if we want to win.” the monster now splashed around in the water waving it's tentacles.
“Look it's kind of cute.” then it talked.
“That's it! Mommy help the heroes are being mean to me!”
“It talks!” Sam was shocked.
“It has a mommy!” Jacob was more shocked. He thought of evil monster, ones not like Sam or his brother, were heartless, and had no friends or family. That is what allowed him to joke around so much. that statement alone defeated him, but he wouldn't let Sam know. So he silently in his head told him self not to let it get to him. To not let the fact the werewolves, and vampires that he killed had families and maybe even friends. The more he thought about it through out the fight, the more it shocked him. That this monsters statement did more damage to him then and weapon or attack ever could.
An even bigger tentacle monster surfaced. Eight eye's on eight tentacle, more and bigger teeth, and the electricity arced from tentacle to tentacle. “Are you picking on my Jr?”
“Um uuuuh.” Before Sam could finish answering it asked her son.
“Were they picking on you?”
“Yes, mommy the boy was like is that all you got I expected worse.” it was mimicking them and was acting like a five year old who had some play ground bullies. “He said that when I couldn't come out of the water. See I was a good boy and did leave the water when you told me not to. And and and the girl she said I was kinda cute. I'm scary, I am, I am, I am!”
“Is this true?”
“Well yes, but...” Jacob trailed off never having to enplane to a monsters mother what was going on before he didn't know what to say.
“But what?”
“But....um”
“But, but, but.” She mocked.
“That's the problem with you heroes just attack any monster with out thinking. I am right or am I right.” Sam and Jacob being called out like this embarrassed them incredibly. “What have you got to say for yourselves?”
“I am sorry....”
“Well you shouldn't be; you were right to.” It laughs.
“Mommy mommy I want to eat the girl shes pretty.”
“There's not much on her you'll be hungry again in an hour.”
“But, mommy.” it pleas.
“Fine, but I don't want to hear about it later that you're hungry.”
“Hooray!”
“Hey you would have to kill us if you want to eat us!” the fact that they were still evil some what revitalized Jacob, but his corny line just made the monsters laugh.
“That's idea.” the big one grabs Jacob and tries shocking him, but the suit stops that idea dead. The smaller one chased Sam, shocking her butt when it got close enough.
“He he this is fun!”
“Jr. stop playing with your food.”
“Awwww but it's fun.”
“Whatever then do what you will. As for you little man you seem to be able to take a shocking. You and your girlfriend must have had some good time.” He just stares unamused. The he deactivates the stealth function, and give the monster a taste of it's own medicine. This fortunately worked or he would be eaten for sure, and dead again. He drops to the sand below and turns to the small one. He moves so fast the sand is kicked up three feet high. Using all that momentum he drop kicks the little tentacle thing. It splatters, and tiny pieces fall around them. “You killed my Jr! You'll pay for that! Honey I need you!” Meanwhile in the Over-hang.
“Are kidding me? Were do I come up with this crap.” moments after The Author said those word on the dark side of the moon.
“Me!”
“Shut up.”
“Make me.”
“I will after my heroes win.”
“That's rich.” he laughs. Meanwhile on a beach with monsters.
“Honey, oh where is that great fool when you need him?”
“Sorry I am late.” the monster that claimed forth from the water just confused Sam and Jacob. It was a surfer in his early twenties; well in looks at least. It was a spirit with full power over sea water. he call devastating title waves, hurricanes, and other great sea storms, tornadoes of water, or just bend it to his will. “Had correct a current. It had gone back to the way it was suppose to be, can't let things get better in my sea.”
“They killed Jr!”
“What?!” His eyes were a pale and angry gray. “You two killed my son!”
“In all fairness he tried to kill us first.”
“Well honey I hate to say it, but if Jr. challenged some more powerful monster and got hurt. Well that's his fault.”
“We're not monsters!” Sam and Jacob say simultaneously.
“Well then you must be the heroes, yes?”
“Got that right here to save the day!” Jacob strikes a heroic pose as he says that.
“And look good doing it!” Sam did the same, and the monsters laugh.
“The Dark Author will reward us greatly if we kill you!”
“So hurry up and die!” Sam fought with the water spirit; Jacob took the giant tentacle monster. The shocks didn't even make him flinch, and the more it tried the less it work. The suit fed off the electricity more then it caused damage. The electrical tentacle monster's weakness was, surprisingly, electricity. Jacob leaped from one tentacle to the next heading for the eyes. Once he reached one he hit it with a right hook or a left, but he took each one out till it was blind. “He blinded me!” Sames fight with the surfer weren't going so well. Little did she or Jacob know he got the easy one. While at sea they are invincible the water is their strength and the seas and oceans are deep. Sam constantly being rocked by huge bursts of water. Jacob's fight was almost over. As the tentacles wave high above his head; thunderstorm cloud also formed. These were the doing of the surfer summoning a great wave to finish them. These clouds were the end of Jacob's fight. He ran up the tentacle flipping high of of the tip of the tallest; one one that seem to link the sea and the sky. The suit arced as much electricity as it could then lighting struck him. Through the suit he channeled all of the power to his fist as he fell back down to earth. The blinded monster bellowed, as Jacob came down. Lighting struck out at sea again the storm would be fierce. The sound of thunder rang through the air when Jacob's fist collided with the tentacle monster, and the monster was no more. Now the storm's full force was upon them. The surfer created a giant fist of water and tossed Sam into the water. Where then it summoned a mighty whirlpool, to drown her of course.
“Hey surfer guy!” he turns to face Jacob, and Jacob throws a haymaker. The surfer's head splashes like it was made of water, because it was. While Sam is sucked under by the strong current; the surfer and Jacob try very hard to kill each other. The suit was not out of power, and the storm was getting worse. Lighting struck on the beach near them.
“Watch you step unless you want to get fried!”
“Just try it.” Jacob was then struck by lighting. “Moron!” The suit was now over-charged. Jacob discharges all the electricity at the surfer, ”I cast lighting level five,” who is thus electrocuted, and defeated. “Hey Sam we won!' he looks around, as the storm fades completely and the whirlpool ceases, but he does not see her. She is literally sitting on the bottom of sea were the whirlpool once was, very annoyed. “Sam!'” he turns to search the beach and she swims to the surface. She comes up behind him and throws him, a good ten feet, into the water. “What was that for?”
“For going here.”
“You left the driving up to me remember.”
“Well I am driving now.”
“Do you know how?”
“I have driven plenty of cars before.”
“This is a motorcycle.”
“I'll get the hang of it.”
She tried to drive it, but her sense of direction was worse then his. Constantly going in huge circles, “We pasted that tree twice now,” dead ends “There was a dead end sign back there,” and almost wreaked three times in two hours, “Look out for that tree!” She drives them through a large and unkempt bush, and gives up.
“fine you can drive.”
“Thank you.”
Chapter Eighteen: Stop Letting Him Drive!
As he drove down the super highway they realized something was wrong. Some how they went from the united states to Germany, because they were driving on the autobahn. They know this because they passed a sign that said autobahn.
“How did?”
“I don't know, I just don't know.”
“We didn't go over any water.”
“I don't know.”
“Or a plane.”
“I don't know.”
“How did you manage to drive us to Germany form the united states?”
“I don't know.” The land around them was was barren not even a blade of grass lived. He keeps driving, and Sam goes to sleep resting her head on his back. She fell off at one point and he didn't notice till he was another mile down the road, granted he was going very fast, so the delay was not as long as it sounds. He turned around, without stopping, scooped her back up onto the bike. Needless to say she wasn't very happy and she had a headache, but that did stop her from falling asleep again. Although she held on tighter in her sleep, all it severed to do was choke Jacob. So he pulled over by a surprisingly green and lively tree. The tree only thing for miles; he thought why not. The had driven a long time well he had, and Sam had fallen off so you can see why this makes some sense. Why you wouldn't be suspicious about the only living thing in the entire stretch of the autobahn; is a mystery. He lays Sam against the tree the lays back against the tree himself . Sam already asleep and himself soon sleeping as well were sitting duck for what else lurked on the super highway. Sam woke up to the sound of heavy breathing in the morning, her screaming wake Jacob, for staring her in the face was what looked like a guy with way too many piercings. It was a strange monster; incredibly stupid, rash, violent, loved brains, and smelled like death or a zombie with too many piercings. It screamed as she screamed. It move to touch her hair and Jacob punt kicked it a good sixty five yards. Then they saw more zombies, charging to ward them, a lot more zombies.
“Holy...” He only trailed of and mouthed the last vulgarity. They jumped on the bike and drove right into the horde. Machine guns spotted from the sides; cutting down any zombies in front of them. Those to the sides grabbed at Sam and Jacob, but none got a hold. Sam pulls Jacob's mask up just enough to bite him. As per the usual transformation; fangs, nails, eye color, skin tone, so on all changed. She jumped a ludicrous distance off the back of the bike. “I love how this thing can drive it self!” he rolls off, and they start fighting. Sam rips the apart with her bare hands, as Jacob electrocutes the rest.
“God, they smell terrible!” Jacob fries one zombies head leaving the charred corpse to fall to the ground. Then hits another with a bolt that arcs the next, and the next, then a final one. The corpses smell even worse now that they are burnt.
“They're zombies, what do you think they are going to smell like?”
“I don't know, and does that bike have a mind of it's own?” The bike was driving itself and shooting the other zombies.
“Yes, yes, it does. There is a on board A.I.” The bike drives off away from them towards, we'll they did know where at the time, but a old WW2 graveyard. “No! No! No! It's driving away!”
“What?”
“It's driving away!”
“We better catch it!”
“Really?” They start after it and they realize they can almost keep up with it. They managed to keep it in their sight, but that was all. They are pursed by, but quickly escape, the zombies. This escape was short, for the bike was leading them to the source of the zombies. “Stop!” Jacob calls to the bike, “Halt! Slow down!” The bike speeds on and they were starting to ware thin. Sam returns to normal and the bike stops for them to catch up. “It stopped finally.” They were both very out of breath.
“What's,” She was panting, “wrong with that thing?”
“I don't know.” It revs it's engine, “What? What do you want.” I revs once more and turns in the direction of a rundown graveyard. “You want use to go there?” The bike does a wheelie to signify a yes. “fine.”
“You listening to a bike?”
“If we don't?”
“Good point.” They get on the bike as it drives itself towards a very specific mausoleum.
“Hey look Sam; no hands.” She smacks him in the back of the head. “Hey, what was that for?”
“You know what it was for.” The bike stops at the gate, they get off and watch about ten zombies in WW2 war uniforms, to be more specific the axis uniforms, walk out from a mausoleum.
“Sam, did you pay attention in history?” She just glares at him, because in school he copied her notes, and she had the higher grade, and they both knew she was the smart one. “Point taken.”
“Let me guess, you were going to ask me if I noticed anything about there uniforms. They look like axis, but more Germans. That should be expected since we are in Germany.”
“No, I was going to ask you if you think we'll get to kill zombie Hitler or just yell Nazi zombies.”
“How mature of you.”
“I know. So bike ready to go in?”
“Why are you still talking to it?” The bike turns itself away from them.
“Don't listen to her. She is just mad I am talking to you and not her.” Jacob jokes, but she was a bit irritated. Sam shakes her head in disappointment. The bike sets off it's alarm and the zombies take notice. Soon they were swarmed, again Sam bites Jacob, this time she made sure it hurt just a bit. Jacob winces slightly when she does this. Then the start to beat the zombies to reddish jelly. There were not that many so they were done in a flash. Jacob takes notice that they had some guns and ammo on them so he scavenges for any her might be able to use. He does find some that will work for the revolver, but that's because the revolver hasn't changed much over time. This is in the sense that it can use the same ammo still, but they have gotten more powerful, accurate, and reliable. He also found a speed-loader that was still compatible. “It's funny how this gun will work with bullets from way back in the day.” He obtained sixty bullets, or enough to fully reload the gun ten time which ever you like to think of it as. A speed-loader, or a piece of equipment that you place six bullets in a head of time then just slide them in and snap it off to reload instead of one at a time. He loaded six onto the speed-loader, then loaded the gun, and place the rest in his pack.
“So what now bike?” The bike and Jacob turn to Sam in shock. ”What?”
“Just that you were giving me crap for talking to it a moment ago.”
“Well if figured, whatever, I have no better idea of where to go and it seems to.” the bike does a wheelie in a circle to celebrate her listening to it.
“Calm down, it didn't take her that long to come around.” They hear groaning from the mausoleum. Zombie Hitler, and Mussolini walk out. “I call Hitler.” Without giving Sam time to say she doesn't care, Jacob shoots zombie Hitler in the head. Zombie Hitler didn't take notice, so Jacob shoots all the bullets left in the gun, none have any effect, and all landing in different spots.
“I got it.” Sam whistles, and gets the attention of the zombie duo. They charge her and she snaps Hitlers neck, then punches her fist trough Mussolini's throat, and finishes him bashing his head in with her free hand. She let Mussolini drop and says, “See not hard.” What she didn't notice was zombie Hitler was alive, well he was alive in a zombie way, and about to take a huge bite out of her leg. The bike shoots him before he could, thus saving Sam from whatever life a vampire zombie would have. Hitler would not stay dead, after getting shot in the head by the bike he just rolled over, and was noticed by Sam. “Or very hard.” They hear snarls behind them as more zombies, the ones from earlier, behind them charge and some zombies S.S. agents coming out of the mausoleum. Sam and Jacob go back to back; bracing themselves for the worst. The worst happens when the bike's AI decides the best thing to do is detonate it's self.
“What's that beeping noise?” he looks to see and the bike has prepped itself for some sort of self destruct. “What!? Sam the bike is going to nuke itself!”
“What?”
“That's what I said! When this thing blows we need to be a long ways away. It's nuclear not gas powered.”
“My dad had a nuclear bike!” She kicks the Hitler zombie as it tries to bite her again.
“Yes!”
“What do we do?!”
“I think we can help with that!” Jason and a remodeled H-VAC showed up to help. H-VAC 100 was silver, with a jet pack, laser sight attach to the side of his head, wrist mounted ten gauge shotguns. Even more powerful micro-hydraulic pistons for strength. A even faster, smaller, and wider spread Nero network for fast reflexes, and better self-awareness. Doubled the thickness of the titanium alloy exterior plating as well as interior coating for an extreme boost in durability. Also new power source to run it all, a tiny fission reactor.
“How did you find us.”
“On the road, a hobo, said he saw a lot of fighting. Then tried to bite me.” Jason transformed, on his own, and went straight to fighting, leaving H-VAC to explain, and deal with the explosive bike. This time his form looked like a person in goup spandex crossed with a porcupine. Impressive bone spike shot from his knees, elbows, shoulders, down the spinal column as well as shorter ones on his knuckles and heels. If that was not enough his hair was replaced by many smaller around, but still long sharp bone spikes. Like he had on too much of hair gel.
“No time, H-VAC, bike, kaboom!” Jacob was freaking out. H-VAC takes notice of the count down.
“Sam, Jacob, Jason,” Jason knocks a zombie high in the air with a upper cut and looks, “run, mausoleum, now!” They then run into the oncoming zombies and with out much of a struggle take them out. The bike handles and zombie that tries to pass it as the count down continues. Sam and company enter the mausoleum and descend into a dirt passage way in it. With the count down down to ten minutes they have to get out of the massive blast radius and fight off more zombies as they go down. Sam returns to normal and a zombie over powers her. Jacob put a round right through it's head splattering it's brains on the wall.
As he helps her up he says, “Thank me later, come on!” They run as fast as they can, but Sam in her normal state, although still faster then a normal human, is much slower. So Jacob fixed this little inconvenience by scooping her up and carrying her. They have five minutes left, they are almost out of range, but they reach a dead end. Well really more of a drop off or bottomless pit.
“Where do we go from here?” Sam asks as she stars down the shaft in Jacob arms. H-VAC and Jason answer by jumping off.
“Going down. All passenger please remember to fasten your set belt for the descent.” Jacob, Sam more holding him then him holding her now, jumps. They land or more so roll safely as the drop lead to a perfectly slanted hill like area that must have been man made. The bike, surrounded by a massive army of zombies, detonates. All the zombies are whipped out, even the Hitler zombie. They know the bike exploded, because they felt the ground shake. The problem with the ground shaking is it woke the next monsters the Dark Author had in store for them.
“I am on the moon. They will never get me. My villains are indestructible. So they can't stop them either.”
“Oh you don't know what I have left for them.”
“Put your money where your mouth is.”
“They will win and you will fall!”
“My monster are the most demented thing we could think of. You know it, I know it, and the only ones who don't are your creations.” The Author grits his teeth and ends the conversation.

Chapter nineteen: On The Road Trip From Hell Again
The underground passage lead back to the fourth party base that Sam and Jacob had originally left from, but the unnatural thing about it was the distance. they walked no more than one mile down the tunnel, but the distance from Germany to the US alone is much much longer. That is not to mention what they found there. The walked through the halls, checking doors and whatever else could be investigated, talking.
“What happened here?” Jacob asked looking at the walls covered in splats of blood.
“How did we get here so fast?” Sam asked acknowledging that they only walked about one mile.
“The land has and still is shifting unnaturally. It is the work of Mason and the Dark Author. We found some useful information while trying to catch back up with you two.” H-VAC has all the answers now; about how time and space have been twisted by the two most evil things they will encounter.
“So tell them.” Jason seemed uneasy unhappy and infuriated.
“What would you like me to tell you about first; the Dark Author, Mason Unknown, how the fabric of reality is being twisted, or our experiences while looking for you?”
“Just start from the top and we don't have time to tell them what happened!” Something was obviously wrong with Jason.
“Fine, calm down Jason. The Dark Author is The Author they are one and the same, but they act as separate beings for only he knows why. The Dark Author is the source of all pain, suffering and impure malevolence. He makes evil not pure evil to make it harder on the heroes for if something was pure evil the heroes would have no internal conflict about killing them. The Author want us to have peace and freedom, but requires us to commit great sacrifices to do them. Example if he would not have been Sam would have had a normal life and all would be peaceful, but as long as both the Dark Author and The Author live they will directly or indirectly cause great and monstrous conflict. Mason along with Joy, Roy, and Troy are androids that the Dark Author has influenced their creation and chosen to be his champions or the villains. Similar to how The Author influenced directly or indirectly Sam becoming a vampire and Jacob getting the suit passed on to him. These are choices we made on our own, but the butterfly effect comes into play if they never were we would never be or ever done the things we did.” They continue to search the base from top to bottom. The strange travel is do to the warping of reality either directly or indirectly caused by them.”
“Wow, that's a lot to take in.” Jacob was baffled by this truth.
“How do you know all this?” Sam, although she believed H-VAC knew what he said was true, was in disbelief.
“That's a story for another time. Time was also twisted by this event, but I'll give you a hint Stonehenge was a pain to build.”
“Okay let's just leave it at that H-VAC.” Jason still not in the best of moods.
“What's with him?” Sam asked H-VAC.
“A story for another time.” They find a strange door. The door was like a fun house mirror, and they decide to go in it. Inside was a giant mirror maze.
“I don't remember this being here.”
“Me either Sam.” When they looked in the mirrors something strange occurred. Some mirrors only showed certain people. Some would have Jason's reflection, but not Sam's and vise verse. All of mirrors had gray scale images not colored like they should be. Even weirder was when Sam touched one. All the ones that showed her reflection before showed them again even though she was not in front of them anymore. Then they rippled like water as gray scale versions of Sam stepped out.
“This is weird .” At first they copied her movements like a reflection would, but then the same thing happened to Jason, Jacob, and H-VAC. All were a bit confused, but these gray scale copies seemed harmless. Coping each motion as they real Sam or company made it. Jacob began to fight himself, swing fiercely at the living mirror image. “Quit that Jacob you going to get yourself hurt.” Sam laughs.
“Which me are you worried about?” That's when the seemingly harmless copies showed how harmless they weren't. Their eye glowed brilliant green. Each had the same powers, only weakened, and weaknesses, only multiplied, as the ones they copied. Each wanted to kill the original. The copy Jacob was fighting with threw a right upper cut and knocked Jacob off his feet. Electricity arc from each Jacob copy to the next, as they worked together to kill the original. They knew their power was weakened by the number of copies they had mad, but they also knew that Sam and company didn't know. The copies all lunged at the originals, madly swinging everything they had. Their numbers were great but quickly diminished as Sam and the other fought back. Soon it was down to one copy and their original. They all jump back to gain some distance from their originals. Sam's copy laughs at her and says.
“Ha you don't stand a chance! I have all your strengths, all your everything!” The fighting continues, then Jacob starts to smash the mirrors. He guessed that if all the mirrors were destroyed it would have some effect on the copies. He didn't know what, but he would put money on something happening. Jacob's copy tries to stop him, but fails as in their thrashing Jacob destroyed every mirror that reflected his image. Jacob's copy vanishes as the last of his mirrors crash down. Sam, H-VAC, and Jason pick up on this and do the same. H-VAC beats his with shotgun blasts to every mirror, but only ones with his image were effected. Sam's copy as well as Jason's were a bit more difficult to face. Sam's bit Jason and transforms just as Sam would. Jason's copy had a goup was well; it transformed into the first thing Jason himself ever had. The bulked, winged, tailed beast that was by far the strongest transformation. Jason, at this point, only knew how to transform into one form the one he used against the zombies, which was no were close to the power of the copies form. H-VAC aides Jason in the fight, and they made a most effective team. To finish it H-VAC tossed the copy into the air then Jason jumped, grabbed it, and threw it into the last mirror. Sam's copy was the hardest one to stop, for after all the other ones were beaten, it gained color and thus looked exactly like a transformed Sam. To complete the effect it calmed down to transform back, and no one could tell the difference. Not even H-VAC who had known Sam the longest could tell one from the other, and what made it even worse they were locked in close combat.
“Which one?” H-VAC asks irritated. They wrestled each other to the ground, as they tossed and turned Jacob got an idea.
“Who doesn't stand a chance?”
“She doesn't!” The copy rolls putting Sam on the bottom as she answers Jacob. He punt kicked the one that answered, knowing it was the copy, into a mirror.
“I got her! Sam you smash the mirrors!” Sam does just that and smash every mirror left as Jacob hold the copy back. They walk out of the room and Sam asks,
“How did you know that wasn't me?”
“Because the copy was overconfident and rude. You're nice, only a bit overconfident and rude.” He laughs, she elbows him in the ribs, and they continue walking. “So were do we go now?”
“I'm just following you.”
“That's nice, but I have no idea where I am going.”
“The Author tested you to see if you were lucky and you were.” Jacob stops; she walks a few steps farther and turns to face him. “What's wrong?”
“I wasn't very luck,” He pauses for a moment, “but that's okay I made it back, didn't I?” He though to himself that if they're depending on him being lucky they may not win, or even make it there.
“So what way do we go?” H-VAC finally interrupted. Jason walked slowly behind them, still transformed, constantly giving the back of their head a menacing stare.
“I guess this way.” Jacob points to the front doors.
“Okay then.” They follow Jacob through the door and out to the city. A city now littered with piles of scrap metal and corpses form all three species. “I see the city is still in the same place.”
“It appears so.” Sam hears a clanking noise in a pill of metal scraps near them. Out jumps a Junker. Junkers are androids that form when fixers, android that constantly repair themselves, are so damaged that they use junked parts from other machines or people. This one had to replace it's body casing rusted scrap metal. The left leg was still in one piece, but badly dented. The right came from a C-class heavy unit, which was a larger, stronger, duller colored version of the standard android leg. It's head was armored with random rusted scraps of sheet metal as was it's arms. The another that looked like a rusted cross between a human skeleton and one of a werewolf. It's head armor was removed and the replacement it chose was a werewolf skull. It's outer armor was worn down to it's rusting skeletal structure which it chose human, werewolf, and vampire bones to supplement the missing pieces. They were faster then normal junkers, which are usually very slow moving do to the miss-matched pieces, and heavy damage they have sustained. With in seconds the rusted one had Sam from behind and they skeleton had Jason. The junkers repeated the same words over and over.
“We must survive.”
“Survive.”
“Get off of me!” Sam threw her attacker over he shoulder onto the ground, and kicks it. Jason started to elbow his in the face or what it had for a face till it let go. H-VAC was hit in the neck with a EMP arrow fired for the crossbow of another junker. Soon massive amounts of junker rose from piles of corpses, scrap metal, and other piles of garbage. They still repeated the same words.
“Survive.”
“We must survive.” The other junkers were slow like normal no immediate threat, but the two closest to them were. H-VAC disabled, Jason and Sam preoccupied, Jacob tries to take action, but one step forward and he is surrounded by four Jacks. Jacks are androids that hide underground until something come close enough to trigger the tiny proximity sensor on top of their head. The they jump out like a jack in the box hence the name. Their from is that of a standard android, but the characteristic that sets them apart visually is that they are usually caked with mud from sensor to the bottom of their feet. If this was not bad enough a Speedemon tank was picked up the commotion on radar. Speedemon tanks can travel at a top speed of one hundred and fifty kilometers per hour. Can fire accurately at top speed. Can fire, from it's double barrel turret, at a rate of ten rounds a minute in a two burst fire and is equipped with kinetic energy rounds or KE for short. Can shoot twice the normal rate from two side mounted rotating mini guns gun. A ludicrously sharp row of blades in front and back between the treads. Can and does operate on a AI as the androids do. As the name suggesters it is a speedy demon on tank treads. The one good thing about about the soon coming arrival of the tank was it can't tell that it and the junkers are on the same side, because they are so damaged the do not have the transmitter that allows the androids to recognize each other. An other fun fact it's arrival is fallowed by the arrival of another hero or villain who has been stalking the tank. he is not sure whether he is a hero or villain either, in fact no one knows which one he is.
“Sam we have a problem here!” Jacob points out as he notices the Speedemon tank.
“What? Can take a few Jacks.” Sam puts her foot through the chest of one junker then lifts her other foot, kicks it's head off, and tears he other foot out leaving it in pieces on the ground. Jacob lets out a powerful discharge of electricity and the Jacks fall down.
“Not them!” The tank blows itself through a huge pile of metal scrap. The tank, the Junkers or what's left of them, Sam, Jacob, and Jason were all involved in a deadly battle royal. H-VAC was still disabled and must be manually restarted before he can do anything. The Junker that shot H-VAC with its cross bow was still posted high in a building near them and was now trying get a bead on Sam. The tank was blowing away everything. Sam and companies best option was to run. Instead dance around it fighting junkers and dodging everything the tank had thrown at them. The Junkers were whittled down to the one posted up in a building. The tank's turrets whirled and fired as fast as they could the only thing it managed to hit was H-VAC. Who's non-functioning body was being tossed side to side and all around from the explosions. He wasn't damaged just tossed about a bit. Sam's kicks and punches had no effect on the tank, it's armor was too thick. Even Jacob's charged blows only left a scorch mark from the electricity arcing. Jason, in the only form he knows how to turn to, had the same luck. He wasn't strong enough to leave any real damage only some scratches in what was left of the tanks paint job. The junker crossbow sniper finally gets a bead on Sam when she jumps on top of the tank and tries to open the maintenance latch. The arrow whizzes through the air and catches Sam in the shoulder. The tank then turns to the junker, but when the tank locks on the junker transmitter wasn't broken so the tank recognized it as a Allie. It turns back to Sam and company, guns blazing. Sam falls off of it in mortal pain. One trait of the vampires that hasn't changed, and is believed to hold from their first supernatural state into the modern state, is the effectiveness of a crossbow. Strangely any wound sustained from a crossbow, make shift or other wise, negates all regenerative or immortal qualities of a vampire. In short vampires are mortal before the crossbow and it's bolts. The junker then takes aim for her heart; it misses. Sam pulls it out of her shoulder, as quickly as the extreme pain would allow, and stands. The junker takes aim again this time Sam dodges it. The tank turned it's turret barrels to her and at point blank range fires. The explosion sends Sam face first sliding across the rough war torn ground and breaks her back. Bits of her face are scraped off, but that's to vampire rapid regeneration by the time she is standing her face and back are perfectly fine. The sniper junker again hits Sam with a crossbow bolt this time in the leg, then the other leg, putting her on her knees. It lets another bolt go from the crossbow aimed right for her head. A being, in a large loose and tattered cloak that hid his features from head to toe, appeared from the ground floor of the building and, with greater speed then any, caught the bolt. He threw it back and beamed the sniper junker in the head. It fell from it's roost to the ground below shattering on contact with the ground. The tank then turned it's full attention on him. Surprisingly agile in the cloak he dodged everything. The tank lowered it turret aimed, at point blank range, at his head. It fired, the shot misses as he leaps into the air. It fires the turret again, countering this mysterious figure leaps from round it fired to the next.
Chapter Twenty: There Are Some Who Call Me Simon
He leaps on top of the tank and rips open the maintenance hatch. He rips out wires, other circuitry, and whatever else he could get his hands on. The tank's turret whips around wildly firing at full speed. The mini-guns on the side join in on the tanks wild dance. The tank spins and drive randomly, it looked like it was have some kind of seizure. Sam and company rush be hind a pile of scraps trying get some cove from this nonsensical spray. The man leaps from the inside of the tank and while he was mid air it explodes. Large hunks of metal are sent flying in all directions. A large hunk of the tank, about the twice the size of a person, is hurdling to the pile of scrap Sam is hiding behind. It crashes through the pile and hits her. Sam and the hunk continued in that direction till another pile stopped them.
“Sam!” Jacob runs to her and throws the hunk off of her. Her own blood was running down her face and the rest of her, but the wounds from had tank hunk had healed. Jacob takes off his mask, “Sam are you alright?”
“Come a bit closer.” He does to listen to what he thought she was going to say, but She just bites him. After getting a quick drink she tells him, “Now I am. That hurt almost as bad a the arrows.” the fight was over her adrenaline was wearing off and she felt the pain in her legs and shoulder again. She checks and the wounds from the crossbow bolts were healing much slower. Granted it was still much faster then human or werewolf regeneration, but still much slower. She sat there for a moment as it healed. “I don't want to fight anything like that again.” The figure in the cloak walked toward them.
“Good to see you again.” He says.
“How do you know me?” Sam asks some how knowing that the question was directed at her.
“What don't remember me?” He pulls back the hood of the cloak to show his face. The man had messy dark red hair and almost florescent green eyes. His face looked young, but not very. His ears were slightly pointed on top. She was shocked to see him again, but he played it off as if she just still didn't remember him.
“There are some who call me Simon.” He says as tries to look as dashing as possible. She couldn't hid her recognition. During the early years of the war Sam met Simon. She actually had fallen for him, they agreed to keep that affair secret, on account of she was still technically with Jacob.
“Simon Silvers I...I thought you were dead!”
“I thought I was, too. Later I woke up to find you gone and the general dead.” Simon had along with Sam to go take revenge on the general who killed her father. In fact it was Simon's idea to extract this revenge after he heard her story. When they face the general he was prepared and almost killed them both. Simon told Sam to run. Then she heard loud explosions and she assumed the worse, but neither of them knew exactly what happened after that. Simon blacked out and Sam was long gone. The only ones that know are The Author, Dark Author, and the general himself. The Authors are betting on which side Simon choose for his powers are real game changers, his secrets are dark, his motives are heroic, some of his past and all of his future are unclear so what he decides might just make or break the world.
“Did you ever find what you were looking for?”
“I never even knew what I was looking for in the first place. I am still just up in the air on my next move. Just trust'en my gut and seeing were it leads me. This is the second time it's lead me to you.”
“Wait how do you two know each other?” Jacob was curious not jealous or threatened.
“Long story, but we have met before.”
“Well tell me later this sounds good.” Jacob smiles.
“So Simon you going to stick around this time, too?”
“I think so if you going the same way.”
“Well which way we going Jacob?” Jacob just looked around randomly and pointed north.
“That way!” He said with energy and a smile.
“Ooooo I just came from there and I met some nasty androids Roy, Troy, and Joy. I barely made it out alive.” Jason was spurred to action by those words.
“Those three are over their!”
“Yes, why you're not planing on fighting them are you?”
“Oh yes I am!” He charges north to them. He learns how to grow wings and does in his raging state.
“Jason get back here!” Sam, H-VAC, and Jacob take off after them.
“No Sam!” Simon calls to her, but she does not head his words. “If only I could tell you, but I can't. What I am, what I was build to do, what I feel. You told me your story and I need to tell you mine, but I guess neither of our stories are finished yet. We will me again, we all will.” His eyes glow florescent green, and hair waves like fire. He takes off southward to a military facility on the other side of the town with a teleporter ready to send him to the Dark Author's location. His plan ridiculously complicated. “I will be there in a moment, Dark Author! You told me my true name, Speed Stalker. You told me my purpose, kill Sam Matic. You have one thing left to explain, why I love her and hate you! The Author told me you lie to try and cause pain. That I shouldn't trust you, but he also say you and him are one and the same. That I should trust him, and that it's complicated. That he is for order, peace, and freedom. You are for pain, suffering, and the most demented of things. That my true name is Simon Silvers. That my purpose is to be free and that he hopes I follow the laws. That my feelings are my own, but he never told me what I am. I am to strong and fast to be human. I look human so I am not a werewolf. I don't have fangs or have any traits for me to be a vampire. What am I?” He runs these words past himself over and over trying to make sense of his life. “Why can't I remember my most of my life? Why do I feel the way I do? What am I? What is my purpose? What do you two want from me?” he screams these questions to the heavens as he runs. The ground beneath his feet quickly turned to sand. He was running through the Sahara desert now although no more then a second ago he was in the America. He stops short and slides a bit in the sand. “No! No! No, why here? Why now? Why!?”After a few minutes He starts to laugh, “It appears that why is the word of my life. Will my questions ever be answered? Tune in next time on Simon Silvers or Speed Stalker who knows!” He throws his arms in the air, falls to the ground, and starts making sand angels.
Meanwhile Sam and company have showed up at the doorstep of Roy, Troy, Joy, and Mason. Mason has been busy preparing for the arrival of the heroes. They were literally at his doorstep; a doorstep of a fortress. It was a massive square castle with twenty meter tall, ten thick, titanium walls. Four triangular towers, one at each corner, that towered twice as high as the walls. On top of the walls and towers was a lining of automatic turrets. They had a shot for every enemy werewolves, or vampires, the turret had crossbow bolts and silver bullets. If that wasn't enough Mason had gone really old school with a alligator filled moat, and draw bridge. Joy is on top of the wall they were facing. They stop at the sight impressive site of the fortress.
“I see the heroes are here.” she calls to them.
“What?” Jacob yells back.
“Roy do we have a megaphone or something?”
“Yes hold on one moment.” Sam and company look at each other slightly confused.
“Here it is.” Roy hand Joy the megaphone.
“I said,”Jason flew over top and kicked her before she could repeat herself. Joy falls from the ledge and Jason knocks her around through the air. He throws her up, knocks her back down, beats her side to side, and every which way. Roy tries to interfere, his leap almost missed, but he grabbed Jason's foot. Jason whips Joy into the air, then Roy into Joy, both of them hit the wall leaving big dent, and finally fall into the water. Jason smiles a viscous smile revealing hundreds of needle like teeth. He hovered in air over the moat waiting for them to surface ready to fight. Joy leaps from the water so fast it forms a pillar of water from the moat to her. Roy does the same, but he heads for H-VAC. Joy and Jason have a midair battle for the centuries. While they do that Roy and H-VAC throw everything they have at each other even the kitchen sink. Joy knocks Jason down into the water and hovers in the air. “Didn't know I could fly, too did you? We both have had a upgrade or two since we fought last. That doesn't matter you know what I did before the upgrades.” Joy laughs as Jason starts to actually boil the water with his rage. “I can fly. Jet boots old idea but effective.” She does a pose to appear as if he is reclined in the air. “I was wondering what were her last words?” She smiles a sicking smile. “I was on your side in it though; I was try to find a poison that would drag out her suffering the longest. I know you wanted her to live longer, and be healthy again, but I just wanted her live longer so she could suffer!” Jason finally heard more then he could ever willingly listen to. He only took so long because he was working on a different transformation; he duly named it killjoy. The killjoy transformation stared the way all of them do. He focused a called upon the goup to help him. It comes out of his skin without wounding him and forms a sort-of second skin. A dark brown rough look fleshy extra layer, then he has complete control. Bone plating forms over everything but the joints, fitting in place perfectly like plate-mail of medieval times. Wings that are equally guarded, and to top it all off a long bone staff with a sharp point on one end the other a blunt club like end. A perfect partnership of goup and host can do this in less than seconds, and at that pinnacle the growth rate of the goup cells allows them to grow any part needed or not just as fast; wings, muscles, bone weapons, or wherever they can think of nothing is tasking at all to generate. Jason is not there yet, but he is quickly rising. He flies up to continue the fight. Swinging the club end like a baseball bat he knocks Joy out of the sky. She quickly returns to the position and Jason tries to hit her with the blunt end again; she dodges. Before he could recover she kicked him in the head. The fighting counts this way, back and forth, seemingly endless. H-VAC's battle with Roy was no slower paced nor less violent. H-VAC's punches were backed by a shotgun spray, but Roy is the strong and durable one of the three killer androids. Thicker experimental armor, and more powerful hydraulics. Roy couldn't land a blow no matter how hard he tried, H-VAC was far to fast to get hit by Roy, but if Roy lands one H-VAC is next to done. The fights are obviously stand stills even though they have just stared. Sam and Jacob try to help him, but the get caught up in fights of their own. The draw bridge drops, and Troy dashes out. Tackling Jacob to the ground he tells Sam.
“If you want anyone to survive you need to go kill Mason now or lets just say time is about up.” Troy laughs as he tries to eat Jacob. A blur whizzes by them all, rips Troy off of Jacob, pulls Joy out of the sky, and puts Roy on his back before anyone knew what hit who.
“Simon!” There he was hood down, eyes glowing, hair waving, dust settling at his feet.
“Just remember, there are some you call me Simon.” He glances her way trying to look like the cool hero guy. The android Troy, Roy, and Joy stand up enraged. They charge him, but are stunned by a bright light. The Author and the Dark Author appear before them.
“I came to wish you good luck this is the final battle. Do me proud Sam.” The Author gives her the thumbs up sign and smiles.
“I came to drag Simon out of here.” He wills Simon to him and grabs his throat. “Not your time my friend you have your own story to worry about, and don't worry you get you questions answered.”
“But you won't like the results.” The Author frowns as he tells Simon those words.
“I will,” the Dark Author laughs, “I hope you so your job next story S.S. Android!” They vanish, the heroes and villains feel rejuvenated after they leave and ready for round two.
“Simon!” Sam yells.
“Sam time is almost out we will save him later!” H-VAC yells at her as he picks up the fight with Roy again. All but Sam are locked in mortal combat; in fights they cannot win. “What are you waiting for go!”
“Maybe she decided to join us the inevitable victors.” Joy says voice reflecting her confidence.
“So you have joined us.” Jacob jokes. Jason comes from behind the distracted Joy and hits her in the head with a hammer fist sending her to the ground below.

Chapter Twenty-one: Juggernaut bout Sam Vs. Mason
Sam runs into the heart of the fortress. Having know idea which way Mason was and the sense of impending doom she ran as fast as she could, checking every important looking door. “Where are you Mason?” She says to her self as she speed around corners and opens doors. Mason, fond of castles, had built himself a throne room were he sits upon the throne waiting for Sam. She soon made her way there guided by some sixth sense, or The Author's guidance. Mason, an android, looked President Abraham Lincoln except the trade mark hat and clothing. He wore a crown and purple nobleman dress from England during the Elizabethan period.
“Bravo, Bravo young Sam Matic has made it thus far. I am quite impressed The Author has never chosen a female hero before, and well I must say you turned out to be quite the heroine. I must say it almost pains me to kill you, but Simon won't do the job he was built for so I must. Yes you heard me right child. Simon, the man you had fallen for during the coarse of the war, is an android build to seduce then kill you first chance. He is defective however and fell for you. Instead of risking the same thing happening twice the humans, under the influence of the Dark Author of course, decided to build me. I must say I am very good at my job. I will kill ever human, vampire, werewolf, and then will rule over your ashes as I build my Dark Android army.” Sam stood there and let him ramble on about his plan, trying to think of some plan of action. “But I digress. I do hope you forgive me for my ramblings, but it is now time to do the dirty deed. Farewell dear Sam Matic. I doth not know her well, but am made to slayer all the same.” He charges her with speed that rivals Simon's. He brings down his fist with such force it leave a small crater in the ground where Sam was standing. She had sprung into the air to avoid that deathly blow. “Look at what thou hath made me do. My foremost act as ruler of the Dark Android Army will be to have this floor repaired.” Though in the heat of battle his voice was clam and refined. He leaps at her again when has regained her balance on the floor. She dodges the same, but his time she delivers a crushing kick to the back of his robotic skull. Unfortunately it was her foot that felt the crushing force. The metal this android is made out of is a thousand year old synthetic element a called D.E.A.T.H. the strongest metal ever developed. It was very difficult to produce so it was reserved for only the most needing of causes. “I hope you don't mind my hard hardheadedness from time to time.” Mason Jests. “Please take no personal offense at my attempts at murder. It is merely what I was made to do. In fact I am sure if I were not made for killing all the good then we could be quite good friends.” The Author watches this fight from the over hang as the Dark Author watches from the moon base.
“You have to do it Sam I know you can!” He yells in the over hang. “You have the power!”
“She will lose nothing natural beats D.E.A.T.H. Metal.”
“Ah but you forget vampire are supernatural.”
“Uh oh.”
“That's right. Sam call upon the power deep inside you; call upon magic!”
“Wait that's my shtick. You use science.”
“If you haven't notice evil robots, good monster, well some good monsters.”
“True we did kind of flip that this time.” Their words faintly echoed into the fight, neither Sam nor Mason took conscious notice, but in the back of the minds they heard the words. Sam feels a spark inside her and a strange feeling consumes her.
“Oh dear me. It seems you feel it, too.”
“What is it?”
“The powers the Authors bestowed upon us. Your Author give the power of the divine element lightning. Were as mine give me the divine element Black Fire. Powers beyond that anyone can earn on their own you must be chosen as the hero or the villain everyone else is filler.”
“It feels so strange.”
“Let it take you away. If I must kill you, I want it to be a battle for the ages.” she let the feeling take full effect. The power she was give evens the odes against all evils of the world. Lighting crackles and pops as it quickly and randomly arcs about her. Mason does the same, allowing the black flames to envelope his very being as the lightning has to Sam. The Author smiles as he feels victory is close at hand. The Dark Author smirks feeling that the powers will change nothing. They appear in the far corners behind the one the support; The Author behind Sam and Dark Author behind Mason. They start cheering them on like its some kind of sports match. Sam looks at them strangely then when her head is turn to The Author Mason hits in the back of the head.
Dark Author cheers, “What a hit! Nice shot! Do it again!” They're both are treating this life or death, good vs. evil, match up like a boxing matches and they're the coaches.
She is sent tumbling to The Authors feet were he cheers, “Get up! Come on you can take him!”
“Will you shut up and take this seriously!” Sam was angry after all that she went through they two most powerful beings are just acting like a couple fanatics at a football game, all they were missing was the face paint. She stands as Mason comes at her again. She hits him in head with a roundhouse kick and he crashes into the throne he had built for himself. The fights out side were over Roy, Troy, Joy, Jacob, Jason, and H-VAC all lay on the ground, their fights came to draw. It was completely up to Sam and Mason to decide the fate of the world, and they had no idea their friends lay on the ground in a heap outside. Their fight continue for what seemed like hours. After Sam hit Mason into his throne, Mason, then leaped at her, tackling her to the ground. She countered by flipping him over her into the wall behind them almost hitting Dark Author. The fight was all up hill for Mason. He couldn't do anything without Sam countering it. Every punch, every kick, grapple or tackle nothing he did hurt her just himself. He was wearing down and had no passion. Sam fought for good, something she is, but Mason. Mason is an android. He was built to kill her, but he had no motive past that nor did he really want to. His programming would not let him hold back anything, but his head and his mechanical heart were not in sync on this subject. Although he did really have a heart his has an AI that is not so bad if it wasn't for his programed objectives he would be a noble-android of morality. He did not chose this life or this action, but he must do what he was built to do. Dark Author is notorious for this; he would make creatures the didn't want to fight then twisted them, maddened them, till they lashed out at anything that moved. He is a being of dementia incarnate; if it can be perverted or stain he will pervert and stain it. Then in the sickest of fashions he will allow The Author to help them back to normal so that he my drive them back to the insanity once again.
“Come on Mason killer her! This is your time not her's! The heroes will fall and evil and chaos will rule!”
“Sam you have him on the ropes just finish him!” Sam tried to go on the offensive, but it backfired. Mason then countered all her attacks with no effort. Not to say they weren't wearing thin; Sam and Mason were tiring. The was a pause in the battle after Sam shoved him back with enough force that he slid, braced to hit wall behind him or further attacks. They both were breathing heavily, and the authors kept cheering them on.
“Sam don't give up! Remember what is at stake!”
“Mason she is wearing thin now is the time to strike.” Mason falls to one knee utterly exhausted; then he speaks.
“How dare you! You talk, you cheer, you tell me our time is at hand, but dost thou not think? My body, though a metal not to be trifled with, still can wear as thin as hers, and it has. I am finished. I am sorry my master.”
“Do you concede?” The Author asks hopefully.
“No, I will never concede, but my body is worn out and my mind, which never willed for this fight, is equally spent.”
“I must say sorry Sam, but if you want to save the world from my demented other half you must finish this opponent.” Sam smiles then falls to her knees exhausted as well.
“Looks like its a stand still. I am too weak to keep moving.” Her voice showing her exhaustion. Dark Author would not accept a stand still, he was going to win.
“Well, what about your friends? I could make the world hell for them if you lose. Stopping like this is just shy of admitting defeat.” His words were smooth, sinister, and cut at Sam like a knife.
“Sam there is still time, don't be rash. He wants you to attack, think why that may be. You can just come back after you've rested.” She starts to stand.
“That sounds good. We will finish our fight Mason, but not now.”
“How dare you young miss!”
“What?”
“Ha ha I tricked the you! Now you made him made. I knew you would get her to do the opposite of what I said so ta-DA.” Dark Author was busting up laughing as the back flames that swirled around Mason grew in intensity.
“How dare you, write this off as done for now! I was defeated at the one thing I was built to do. My one mission weather I liked it or not is not a factor. My entire existence was to kill you or die trying. You dare to just leave me to live in this disgrace and dishonor! This I will not allow!” He charges her with everything he has. With new found vigor Sam, using Mason's head like a spring board, jumps over him smashing his head into the ground. “Looks as if we have both caught our second wind!” The action quickly resumes, not with the Sam energy as before, but they were both standing and swinging so it was the most either side could hope for. They were slow and sluggish in their moves, but their blows were still powerful and lethal. “It's over!” Mason charges her and she charges him back. He puts put the last of his energy in to a jumping punch, as does she. They collide both their blows landed solidly on the others face. The crash down on opposite sides, completely unconscious.
“Sam!” The Author runs to her side. “How many fingers am I holding up.” He waves two fingers in front of her face.
“It's a draw. They are both unconscious and thus defeated.” Dark Authors voice was solemn as if the was a bit of good in him, but it was really him trying to cover up the disappointment.
“What do we do now?”
“I don't know.”
“I guess we split the world. First I will reshape it. Fifty percent land, fifty percent water, then I will get half the land and sea you get the other halves. ”
“Throw in me getting my monsters, and you the humans, then we have a deal.”
“Wait, what kind of world incorporates both our, how shall I say, tastes.”
“I say medieval fantasy with dragons, magic and a lot of undeveloped room of my demented monsters.”
“Sci-fi classic comic-book setting, robots, heroes beating down villains not very complicated and the heroes always win.”
“We got a problem here.”
“We do. How about a fantasy at the start of an industrial age? Both magic and science can exist equally that way.”
“Done and done.” They walk toward each other and shake hands. In a bright flash of light blended with the darkest of blacks the world changes. The extra land rises from the sea, all the lands shift into a super land mass, then a few break off to form four islands the size of Australia. The lands start to shift back to plants and forests. All the war torn battle fields were not fields of grasses.
“I guess the machine isn't going to be needed now.”
“It will be, that thing is going to be too much fun to smash.”
“It is made to end us.”
“But we both know it can't.”
“Good point.”
Chapter Twenty-two: Reward and Reward
Sam wakes the next day around noon to find herself in a hospital in bed with two figures sitting by the bed side. One of them her father the other her mother. Sam slowly sat up felling the pain adrenaline had kept her from feeling the night before. “Ow ow ow.” she looks to her left see Jacob on the bed next to her by the window. He had more bandages then on his head shoulder he almost looks like a mummy this made her smile; not that he was hurt but how ridiculous he looked. Then she lays back down just as slowly, but something catches her eye. She looks to she her father and mother, but she only recognized her father. Tears swell up in her eyes at the sight of him. “Dad is that you?”
“Yes princess, it's me. I have many things to explain to you so brace you self.”
“Dad I am just so happy to see you. I though you were dead.”
“I was, but” the woman next to him cut him off.
“She is still very hurt honey let's let her rest some more before you tell her the news.”
“Honey why are you talking to my dad like that!” Sam tightens her fist and clenches her teeth.
“I think we should tell her now. Sam this is your mother Sara Matic.” James puts his are around Sara.
“But but but she.”
“I told you we should let her rest. You go back to sleep we will tell you when your doing a bit better.” Sam slept three days straight, regenerating, the fight had taken a lot out of her. She wakes up full refreshed and one hundred percent better. He parents were sitting in chairs in the corner of the room. Sara resting her head on Jame's shoulder and James reading an old doctors office magazine from four months back over gardening. “So you said you would explain when I got better. Well I am better now.” She smiles.
“Yes you are. Well it is really simple actually. You didn't win, the fight ended in a draw, but The Author and Dark Author made a deal. The world is now split between their ownership half the land and sea to each. The monster all were sent to the dark side of the world and the humans stayed on The Authors. You were a welcome exception. He returned your mother and I to life as a reward for your noble actions. He told us to tell you when you woke and left these instructions for you. I quote,” James drops the magazine to revile the paper the author left, “I truly hate to say this, but I need a sentinel to watch over this new world. I assure you it will be quite the adventure, and that your reward if you accept will be a great compensation. I know you will accept, that why I chose you in the first place, but I also can insure that if you don't there is know one at this time to keep the evils in this new world in check. In short and closing the world needs you to help protect it till it can get back on its feet.” James drops the paper. “And you are free of all duty until something calls you to action of your own choice. Please enjoy having your parents back that's why I gave them back after others had taken them.” She starts to cry and hugs them both. From that day forth the world was never the same. Sam had both her parents for the first time in her life she lived happily and got to know the mother she never had. She learn how they met, a she was a bank teller at her fathers first hold up. How they fell for each other, one of her father accomplices snapped and tried to kill every one but her father stopped him. How terrible a cook her mother was, her mother even says “I can boil water and that's it.” Jacob heals up after about four months in intensive care, and Sam introduces him to her parents. They get along great. James lets Jacob keep the suit as long as it is never again used for what it was built for, and instead is used to protect people from those that would do them harm. Sam and Sara have their arguments, largely over appropriate dress, and their moments. All in all Sam gets to live a semi-normal life and was never actually called on to save the day again, but that doesn't mean she didn't do anything along those lines. She notice how the world had changed how most machines were gone and the world was greener, but she though the world was still recovering. One day not long after she had left the hospital she received a letter. That she read aloud the morning she got it.
“Strange no return address. Oh well they probably just forgot to put it on. Dear Sam Matic I am writing to explain something I forgot to mention. I guess I didn't think much of it at the time, but I now realize how important it actually is. No one remembers what really happened but you and Jacob. So please refrain from telling anyone what happened or total insanity will follow. Also technology is virtually gone the world has gone to a form of medieval fantasy at the start of an industrial age so enjoy the use of magic and strange clockwork machinery. If you do tell anyone about what is now refereed to as The Great Collapse all hell will break loose. The rules of this new world, which you will catch on fast, are not anything like the physics of the first. We are starting over with year one, and please I know this is kind of a punishment, but it is better then the alternatives. You have trusted me before and things went well now just trust me on this again. Finally the last transformation will take place now.” The letter end and she setts it on that wooden table next to her, and thinks. “this might be really fun or really bad possibly the latter. Either way there is not much I can do.” she pauses for a moment as the mansion transform into a castle, lights into torches, metal into stone and wood. Then realizes, “Wait, H-VAC is technology!” She runs to were he was last left, her room.
“Where are you running princess?”
“Yes, your rakish suitor is at the door.” She reaches her room to find it empty, well not empty it was even more lavishly decorated and had a larger bed, but there was no H-VAC.
“H-VAC?” There was not reply. Sam flops on her bed, and cries, thinking her closest friend was gone.
There was a single click, like that of a clock. “Why dost thou cry?” There was another click. The voice was familiar.
“H-VAC!” she turns, smiles, and hugs the closest thing to her with out looking.
There was a click again “Who is this H-VAC my lady?” click again. She looks up and something, but not H-VAC stood there. It was suit of plate mail and at the joints gears and cog and other clock parts shown through.
“Who are you?”
A click again before and after every time this clock work being spoke. “Dost thou not call to mind her compatriot nearly since birth? It is I Clocker. Now who is this H-VAC character you speak of? Is this H-VAC a scoundrel I need deal with for you?”
“Sam!” she hears Jacob call from the hallway.
“Ah master Jacob is here. Shall I call him hither?”
“I shall, I mean I will.”
“As you wish my lady.”
“I am in hither, I mean I'm here.” Jacob comes in the open door.
“Sam I dost, I mean, I think we have a problem.”
“I do, too.”
“Did you get a letter?”
“Yes.”
“What is going on, and who is this.”
“Why you two seem off this good marrow. Neither can recall your faithful butler Clocker. Am I really that forgettable?”
“Clocker?” Jacob was as puzzled as Sam.
“I have taken care of Sam after her and her mother had fallen ill with the reddening sickness, till her father found a cure. Was I that pointed out she liked thou when thou ran into myself at the market; your manuscripts fell around our feet and she then bent down to help thou. I even endeavored to campaign with thou in the time of The Great Collapse against the evils. Are thou well? For if thou are sick once more I dost fear the worst.”
“No, I am not sick and neither is Jacob.”
“Good to hear, but my suspicions aren't quelled so simply. Is it thy monstrous sickness or is it thy reddening sickness?”
“Monstrous sickness?” Sam being a vampire.
“Thou are still a vampire, yes?”
“Reddening sickness.” The unnamed blood disease.
“Thou has a cancer of the blood, yes?”
“Yes, but I be in good health. Thou need not worry thy silly metal head.”
“Good good, then I shall await further instructions. Do you require assistance?”
“Not at the moment. Please just leave us to talk.”
“Very well then I shall be out side thy door if needed.”
“Hooray for taking a class over Shakespeare. What do we do?”
“I don't know Sam.”
“What about H-VAC.”
“I think Clocker is H-VAC, just a version fitting this new world. It will take some getting use to but I think we will be fine.”
“I guess we just live like this?”
“I guess so, but come on it's not that bad. Questing for great undiscovered riches, fighting of evil villains and saving the village, or just kicking back and enjoying the clean air.” Sam laughs at Jacob's attempt to cheer her up.
“Your right. This could be fun.”
“That's the spirit.”
Chapter Twenty-three: The Author and Dark Author
In the Over-Hang, which they now share, The Author and Dark Author what they will do next.
“What do you think, wait I don't want to know.” The Author starts.
“I think a lot.” Dark Author replies.
“Unfortunately.”
“I see another story forming.”
“As do I, and this one is of their own doing.”
“I can't wait for them to start worshiping us.”
“You did it didn't you?”
“Yep, I am Darkous god of cruelty and malice! You, you are Therious Authorous the good one.”
“We are not gods.”
“We are in this world.”
“True.” they look into an orb to see what the worlds hold then speak of what they see. “I see a baby born.”
“I see a baby crying in the woods for it's parents.”
“I see angels guarding the weak.”
“I see the strongest fall.”
“I see a hero on his way home.”
“I see a hero torn from his life.”
“I see an anomaly that reshapes a world light years from here.”
“I see a world a blaze.”
“I see a spirit that wont give in.”
“I see the extinction of a people.”
“We see much more to come.” They finish in unison.
Epilogue
As one notices the absence of life during Sam's quest to stop Dark Author they must realize the lives of most were taken in this hellish event. The Author returns them with a false memory of the happenings as to ease the pain. All that they know is the was a terrible war that shook the world and turned the life to what will be known as the way its always been. Only a select few will remember this event as it actually happened, you, The Author, Dark Author, Sam, and Jacob. Sam and Jacob eventually get married and have a child, but due to a Dark twist of fate their daughter is taken from them and left in the wilderness with the other monsters. Holly and Victor who no one had heard form since the start of the war, they were to busy trying not to die as they uncover vampire conspiracies, had an off and on relationship for years even after they were thrown in the wilderness with the other monsters. Clocker remains Sam and Jacob's loyal butler and sticks to their sides like glue. Jason was also thrown with the monster after his episode with Joy in the court of The Industrial King Lonnie. Simon died after finding out what he was, after all his questions were answered, he fought against impossible odds and destroyed himself to save Sam from a army of war machines that each individual unit far surpassed Mason in murderous capacity. A strange new medieval, industrial, magical world where hunters track down and kill monster for gold and glory. For a while all was well in this world; Sam , Jacob, Clocker all enjoyed a endless and deserved rest, but that does not mean evil is gone from the world. Dark Author and his minions are free to roam weakened, but free. A new heroine will save the world; a world that is now in constant flux between peace and war. She, although left to die will join others, and they defend the world their parents failed to.