Vampire Bloodsport

This year me and Rebecca have decided to visit her mother, and father in the mystical community of Atlantica, which is on the shore of southern California’s land locked Salton Sea. It’s known to be a haven for outcast mermaids who choose to live among humans. Rebecca’s full mermaid mother, Marina, fell in love with her father Duncan Abernathy and married him. She became permanently human utilizing the magic of the full moon of a Halloween night. Marina was shunned by her family who was in fact mermaid royalty in the under sea city of Atlantis from which she came. As a mermaid princess she must remain vigilante and stay away from the ocean for fear of being kidnapped and facing punishment for her royal desertion. We haven’t seen Rebecca’s parents since March so we’re both looking forward to visiting them in Atlantica. They live on the shore of the Salton Sea although there is also an under sea village portion of Atlantica where those who still take mermaid form may live and flourish within the heavenly healing waters.

Since things have been quiet lately, I decided to invite everyone at Mystic Investigations to come with us. This is as good a time as any for our annual two-week summer vacation office closure. However not everyone could come along. Accompanying us with be Drake Alexander, Julia Hathaway, Ashley Abercrombie, Zack Powers, Hunter Jackson, and Duanna Sargon aka Enheduanna, Drake’s vampire mother. Duanna is still staying with Drake at Alexander Manor helping him to recover his lost memory after the explosion of the alien craft. Since Duanna demands luxury travel, the Mystic RV is out of the question. She instead has chartered a private Learjet for our journey from Colorado to California. The gleaming white jet ablaze with the colors of sunset was fueled and waiting for us at Woodland Springs Airport. Our evening start was for the sake of Drake and Duanna’s aversion to sunlight. We enjoyed cocktails and h’orderves on the two-hour flight as Duanna and Drake retold tales of their centuries old adventures. We landed at the Salton Sea Airport about 11:00 PM Pacific Time and black stretch limo was waiting in the cloak of darkness to take us to Atlantica. This was a very special limo service that knew about the off the maps town of Atlantica.

Within minutes we pulled into the driveway of the Abernathy residence on the shore of the picturesque Salton Sea which was barely visible in the light of the crescent moon and the twinkling stars above. Since Duncan is a professional saltwater fisherman, and Marina a professional witch, they live in a home more modest than Remington Manor. So there’s only enough room for me, Rebecca, Julia Hathaway, and Zack Powers. However Hunter will sleep on the couch before joining Drake and Duanna when they travel to LA.  In the meantime they are staying at the exotic 5-star undersea mermaid hotel. Ashley will join them as well since all three of them can stay underwater indefinitely. Drake and Duanna don’t require oxygen as living dead creatures of the night. Ashley is half-zombie and can switch her dead half on for certain periods of time. The trio left after meeting Rebecca’s parents and we had a late night dinner before retiring to bed at about 1:00 AM.

The living dead limo arrived at the Salton Sea shore and all three of them were greeted by a mermaid hostess in the water named Sheila. She directed them to follow her to the underwater hotel. They walked into the water and under the surf into the murky dark depths. Vampires and mermaids have good night vision but Ashley couldn’t see anything but the lights of the undersea city in the distance. Soon they all began swimming and quickly made it to the water filled hotel served by a mermaid only staff. Each had their own room and Ashley checked in to sleep for the night. Drake and Duanna on the other hand sleep during the day and so instead went out for a night on the underwater town.  They played games of chance at the casino, and attended a swanky night club, “Suds Under The Sea” before retiring for the morning.  Both Drake and Duanna had to call upon great will power to prevent partaking of mermaid blood since it’s of great allure to a vampire and also temporarily turns them into vampire mermaids.  Obviously it would be easier to get around underwater in mermaid form, however mermaid culture frowns upon the ingestion of blood and especially loathes mermaid vampires to the point of viciously hunting them down in trident wielding mobs.  Mermaids have a don’t ask don’t tell policy so they didn’t know if the duo were in fact vampires, some other type of supernatural creature, or able to access magic in order to live underwater for so long.

Ashley found it difficult to sleep underwater and had a few panic attacks including waking up drowning in the dead of the night when she accidentally started breathing again in her sleep. It probably wasn’t a good idea considering she had no idea how long she could keep her lungs shut down and how long her human half could survive. She was an odd original zombie human hybrid so it was hard to say. As dawn approached she checked out and swam to the surface sunrise hyperventilating for fresh air. Ashley lounged on the beach basking in the early morning sun for a while before heading to the Abernathy’s to join us for breakfast on their sea-side boat dock.  The Abernathy’s provided a scrumptious smörgåsbord that covered the long table covered by a white lace table-cloth whose hanging edges swirled in the warm breeze.  I suspected some of the selection were magically whipped up by Marina but Rebecca swore her mother didn’t use witchcraft in such a nonchalant manner.  I enjoyed the Belgium waffles smothered in chocolate syrup and whipped cream, side of hash browns, buttermilk biscuit, and a glass of orange juice.  Rebecca had the French toast while Ashley ate very little as usual, having only a bagel and some grapefruit juice.  I guess half-zombies don’t eat much food.

After breakfast we all took a ride on Duncan’s boat.  As we slid through the sun and surf, Drake and Duanna slept in their briny lodging below the surface.  Despite being immortal and in essence dead, vampires still require sleep although it’s more for mental recharging rather than physical.  While within a deep sleep vampires are the most vulnerable to attack.  While sleeping beneath the sea there is an even greater vulnerability since sneaking up on them is silently is easier along with being out of their element in water.  This is especially true if it’s a band of rogue mermaids with nefarious purposes in mind.  Drake slept calmly in his watery bed while Duanna slumbered in the bed next to him.  Four mermaids surrounded each bed, and they gently retrained each vampire while a mermaid witch named, Atlacamani placed sacred talismans of the mermaid religion, Poseidonism, around their necks as she began chanting an incantation in the Mermaid language which sounds like an ancient foreign language mixed with dolphin like squeaks and whistles.  Duanna was the first to wake up and immediately vamped out exposing her glowing eyes and fangs while shouting,”What is the meaning of this you filthy mermaid witch?  Do you have any idea who I am?”  This woke Drake up and he shouted something inaudible under water in English since he did not know how to speak mermaid.  While under the sea he had communicated psychically with Duanna who translated for him.  Vampires with close ties are able to do this.

Both vampires struggled but the witches magic via the talismans were restrained them.  The mermaid witch responded to Duanna by sneering at her and saying,”I know you’re disgusting vampires that will fetch me powerful magical connections on the black market.”  Duanna responded,”I am vampire royalty you vile fish!  This malfeasance will not go unpunished by the Royal Vampirical Court!”  Atlacamani laughed and replied,”Your so called vampire court has no jurisdiction or power in the world of mermaids bitch!”  She then cackled but it sound like dolphin squeaking.  Duanna became deeply enraged which activated even more of her ancient vampire power.  She was able to break free from one of the mermaid grip and bit into his arm.  She drank of his blood and within seconds she began transforming into a mermaid vampire which gave her even more power under water.  The change in her supernatural status interrupted the magic that had tied her down and she broke free and went on a violent rampage.  The witch backed off shocked by what was happening as Duanna bit into the mermaid thugs ripping off flesh.  Soon the water became clouded with teal colored blood as the witch yelled for the ones holding Drake down to whisk him away.  They swam from the room at top speed just as Duanna had finished off the mermaids who floated to the top of the room which was now nothing more than a blood ridden grave.

Duanna swam from the room in hot pursuit utilizing her new mermaid fin.  It wasn’t hard to follow them since one of them had been bitten by her and was leaving a trail of blood in the water.  She came a broken window and could see the group with Drake swimming away in the distance.  She shot out the window and ignored the rays of the sun filtering down to her in the water.  The sun felt like a bad sun burn on her skin but luckily things could have been much worse without the water between her and the solar assault.  She neared the group quickly as she was able to swim faster than the average mermaid but then the group entered a submarine vehicle and sped away.  Duanna however was able to swim ahead and stood in its path with the intention of stopping it.  It rammed into her sustaining damage to the metal hull.  She was unable to stop it since she had nowhere to gain traction in the middle of the sea.  She swam after it hoping to damage it further but it surfaced into the protection of the sun which caused her skin to feel like it was on fire.  Rather than smoke rising from her skin, which would be the norm for vampires exposed to sunlight, boiling bubbles rose around her instead.  She had no choice but to end her pursuit.  As she swam back down to Davy Jones Locker, two mermaid screamed “VAMPIRE!”  Shrill clicks and whistles bellowed through the water and a horde of trident wielding mermaids converged upon Duanna.  She quickly dove away and was out of their sight within seconds.  Luckily she found a case to hide in until her mermaid form faded away or nightfall came.

Meanwhile we were all on Duncan’s boat when we saw the odd-looking surfaced submarine speed past us.  I asked Duncan,”What the hell is that thing?”  He responded,”It’s a mermaid sub but they rarely employ machinery to traverse the ocean waters.  Especially in an ocean this small.”  Just then Julia Hathaway had a psychic vision and screamed,”Oh my God!  Drake is on that sub and he’s in trouble!”  Rebecca then yelled,”Dad follow that sub!” Duncan floored it and we sped after them.  The sub had stopped in a cove and some men appeared at the door and took possession of Drake who was covered in a black tarp to protect him from the sun.  One of the men peered in at the vampires and said to the witch,”I though you had two vampires for us?”  She replied in English,”The bitch was ancient vampire royalty and was too powerful for us to restrain.”  The man then replied,”Since you kept only half of your bargain I can only give you this bag of gold.  The magical connections you sought will have to wait another time.”  Atlacamani then screeched,”I’ll turn you into chum you son of a bitch!”  The man then replied,”Mr.Armstrong would not be pleased with that and might be inclined to call upon his magical allies to eradicate you and every mermaid in the Salton Sea.  Also I’d be inclined to blast your sub out of the water with that rocket launcher.”  The mermaid witch peered over at a truck by the shore and saw a guy pointing a rocket launcher at them.”   Atlacamani frowned in silence as the man said,”Take your gold and be gone witch!”  The sub door closed as we sped up blocking the sub from getting to deeper water and submerging.  I immediately yelled at the men,”Hold it right there you sons of bitch!” while Drake was being loaded in the truck.

The men pulled guns out and opened fire.  We ducked down and were mainly protected by the big metal sub in front of us.  However Rebecca screamed,”Mystic Sphere” and a pink orb appeared around her as she said,”sursum volare”.  Marina ran inside the pink energy orb as it flew above the sub as bullets bounced off the sphere.  Only another powerful witch or close relative can enter the sphere uninvited.  Rebecca turned to Marina and said,”Glad you could join me mom.”  Hunter Jackson pulled out his small Uzi sub-machine gun, waded into the water, and opened fire on the men.  Zack Powers leaped over the side of the boat to the shore hoping to run within the cover of the tall reeds and make his way to the truck.  I yelled at him to stay in the boat but he ignored me as I pulled out my gun and jumped out the other side of the boat as Hunter did and opened fire as well.  Duncan, Julia and Ashley remained crouched down in the boat.  Although Duncan pulled out the flare gun fully prepared to defend the women.  However he didn’t realize Julia had telekinetic powers, and Ashley was hard to kill.  Julia had been debating if she should enter the fray but she knew her powers weren’t enough to stop bullets mid-air Matrix style.

There were at least twelve men as bullets whizzed past my ears into the water causing violent splashing around me and Hunter as well.  Marina then screamed,”pilam aqua!” to activate the witch power she was born with just as Rebecca was born with the power of the Mystic Sphere.  A water ball appeared in her hand and she lopped it at the nearest man shooting his gun.  It hit him and grew to engulf him a clear sticky liquid.  He fell to the ground suffocating and the magical waters dissipated as he lost consciousness.  Hunter managed to hit a guy and I decided to toss my gun and instead delved into my Ninja throwing stars as I crawled onto shore amid some tall grass.  I lopped one at a guy and he went down.  Meanwhile the man with the rocket launcher was trying to make his way to a better vantage point to hit our boat behind the submarine full of mermaids peering out at the epic battle.  He was in view of the boat and was prepared to launch a rocket when all the sudden Zack leaped out of the grass and tackled the man.  Unfortunately his finger pulled the trigger and launched a rocket which coincidentally hit the Mystic Sphere.

Zack knocked the man out cold and bent the steel rocket launcher with his bionic hands.  A huge ball of flames burst forth in the air above with a force great enough to knocked the shooting thugs to the ground.  When the flames cleared Rebecca and Marina were gone.  Me and Hunter took this opportunity to run ashore and advance on the thugs.  Julia did so as well.  I took on three of the men using my Kung Fu and Ninja skills.  Hunter dropped his Uzi and kicked some ass of his own Navy Seal style.  Julia waved her hand and knocked two of the men aside as she made her way to the truck.  Zack was already there taking on two men but the truck sped away down the dirt road.   Zack ran after it at bionic speed.

The rocket launcher blast had apparently been too much for even the great magical Mystic Sphere and the blast had propelled Mother and daughter into the water.  Duncan and Ashley helped them on to the shore just as we beat down the last of the armed men.  The Submarine began revving up its engines and was pushing the boat out of its way but Rebecca yelled,”Fulgora I call unto thee.  Give me the power of your thunderous light to stop this monstrous machine of might!”  Blue electric lightning shot from her hands bouncing about the subs hull blowing out the engines.  Marina then strolled up to the door and yelled,”Pele da mihi virtutem ignis! Ferus incendia!”  A blue flame appeared in her hand and she threw it at the sub door causing it to blast open.  Water came out under the release of pressure causing the mermaid to be cast ashore.  They flopped around helplessly as the mermaid witch Atlacamani then screeched,”Poseidon I call to you….”  Before she could finish Rebecca punched her in the face and yelled,”Shut the hell up bitch!”  I then said,”Where’s Drake Alexander?”  She then replied,”Who?”  Julia had just walked up and said,”The vampire!”  The mermaid replied,”I have no idea!”  Marina then yelled,”Tell us now or else!”  Atlacamani shot back,”I don’t have to answer to you traitor!  You smell of mermaid yet you appear human!  Shame on you!”  Rebecca yelled,”Shut the hell up and tell us what we want to know or I’ll turn you into a frog!”   Atlacamani,”I have no idea where they’re taking him.  All I know is a call went out on the black market for vampires and I gave the men what they wanted.  They work for a man named Mr.Armstrong.  He’s a magical man of mystery with a reputation as someone not to trifle with.  That’s all I know!  Please put us back in the sea!  We’re dying here!”  Julia used her psychic powers to confirm they were telling the truth and we pushed them back into the sea. 

I then asked if anyone had ever heard of this supposedly magical mafia man Mr.Armstrong but nobody had.  Just then a female voice said,”I’ve heard of Armstrong”.  We all turned and saw Duanna emerging from the water buck naked and everyone just stared in shock.  Especially with the full sunlight on her vampire skin.  She smiled and said,”Would you believe I ended up in a cave with a water gnome?”  Gnomes blood is known to allow vampires to bask in the sun for a short period of time however until now it wasn’t known if the rare water gnome had the same effect.   Ashley grabbed a blanket from the boat and covered Duanna with it.  Duanna went on to tell us that Armstrong was a powerful Sorcerer who led a supernatural underworld crime syndicate but she wasn’t sure what he wanted with Drake or any vampire in general.  Apparently Armando Armstrong works out of New York City so we decided to head back to our jet.  Julia then informed us that Zack had went after the truck with Drake on it and she sensed Zack was in trouble.  We were unable to find the truck but figured they’d both end up in New York which was supported by another premonition Julia had.

All this time Zack had been chasing the truck.  The driver, the man who talked with the mermaid witch, saw the teenager running after his truck which was going 70 mph so he floored it to 100.  Zack made a super leap because he realized he was already at his top running speed.  He managed to grip the back of the truck with his hands and attempted to stop it but couldn’t gain traction on the dirt road.   The truck slowed down as it turned on to the paved roadway and Zack climbed up and opened the back door.  Once inside he found Drake lying on the floor in silver shackles.  Drake warned him not to touch them but it was too late.  Zack touched the magical shackles and an electrical energy surged through Zack shorting out his bionics and knocking him out cold.  The truck stopped and the man got out to look in back.  He then laughed,”Excellent! I got another supernatural being to join the blood sport.”  Drake then inquired,”Blood sport?”  He then replied,”Yes vampire you and your buddy will be paranormal gladiators taking on ferocious animals for the amusement of wealthy humans and other beings who lust for this sort of thing.  Mr.Armstrong caters to anyone who will pay.”  The man then slammed the door shut and the truck sped away.

 To Be Continued…

The Demonic Ice Cream Truck Terror

Ice Cream TruckIt was a hot sunny July Sunday as I sat by the window in my library reading up on the latest happenings in the paranormal world courtesy of Paranormal Investigators Monthly Magazine. A warm breeze flowed in on the verge of being hot so I contemplated turning on the central air. Suddenly child like whimsy entered my heart upon hearing the most quintessential sound of summer in the distance! The merry melodies of the neighborhood ice cream truck making it creamy rounds.  Naturally there was also the sound of kids screaming for ice scream. I peered out the front door as the music grew louder. Some kids ran past yelling,”Ask Mom for some money! The ice cream man is coming!” I could see the white truck gleaming in the sun down the road slowly making it’s way here. I set my mystical magazine down and walked out to partake of some creamy delights. As I strolled toward the street my girlfriend Rebecca came around from back of the house where she had been working on her glorious garden. She exclaimed,”Hey wait for me Xavier! I’m dying for some ice cream!” We walked down the cement sidewalk as children ran past full of joy and anticipation of their sweet selections. Soon the truck was upon us and the music stopped as everyone clamored around the big truck of treats.

I had ordered ice cream from a truck a few times this summer but this particular time the ice cream truck, and the man at the helm were completely unfamiliar to me. Someone very sinister looking but I learned a long time ago not to judge a book by it’s cover so I looked past his creepy appearance. I set my sights on a Creamsicle while Rebecca was hoping for a Dreamsicle. Luckily the ice cream man, whose name tag said Ernie, had both. As Rebecca, and I enjoyed our orange creamy goodness I observed Ernie’s interaction with the kids and something just didn’t seem right about him. It was a gut feeling but I had a hunch he harbored ill will toward the children despite his smile. There was just something not right about the look in his dark foreboding eyes and the tone of his seemingly disingenuous voice. The melodiousness of the white freezer on wheels roared up and the truck slowly rolled away down Enchantment Lane.

I was sound asleep sometime after Midnight when I was awakened by some faint whimsical tunes. I looked out the window and it was the ice cream truck inching along the roadway without it’s headlights on. Yet the music was playing at a lower volume than usual. The cab was dimly lit by an eerie green light and I could see what appeared to be Ernie in the Drivers seat staring out at houses. He stopped in front of one house that had kids and he walked out on to the front lawn. He held up what appeared to be an amulet of some type. It emitted a crimson light while he muttering some words I couldn’t hear. Suddenly to my shock a boy leaped out the second story window and Ernie caught him. Ernie then ran back to the truck and sped away. There wasn’t any time to think. I ran to the back of the bedroom and then sped toward the window breaking through it. Glass shattered around me as I fell two stories to the front lawn rolling the kinetic energy out of the fall. I then sprung to my feet and ran down the street after the ice cream truck. Rebecca woke up and screamed out the window,”What the hell is going on? Are you sleep walking again Xavier?  The insurance company isn’t going to pay for this again!” I yelled back,”The ice cream man just kidnapped little Billy Samuels! Call the police!”

Running at top speed I could just barely see the lights of the truck in the distance. Every so often it disappeared around a corner but I could still hear the music which now sounded very creepy to me. Unfortunately I had nothing but my silk pajamas on and no cell phone to call anyone with the trucks location. My legs were about to give out on me when all the sudden I felt a static electrical force behind me. I turned around to find Rebecca, a top flight witch, levitating in a clear pink bubble of energy known as her Mystic Sphere. She gleefully exclaimed,”Hop aboard and lets get this son of a bitch!” I entered the bubble and we floated away above the tree tops, homes, and eventually business buildings as we flew above the industrial park. The vehicle finally pulled into what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse as the witching hour was nearing a close.  Why do these creeps always have an abandoned warehouse?

Rebecca and I landed outside and the Mystic Sphere dispersed. Rebecca took out her cell phone and gave the police our location. It was in fact an abandoned ice cream factory. The door had a huge steel padlock on it so Rebecca pulled out a crystal from her Wicca pouch and recited an impromptu spell,”Let this enchanted rock unbind this impeding lock.” The lock came loose and we ran inside the dark warehouse. We could hear the ice cream truck music echoing through the large building but we kept stumbling over junk on the floor so Rebecca took out another crystal and exclaimed,”Fiat lux!” The clear crystal lit the way with white light and we quickly found the truck. In the room beyond we found the boy lying upon what appeared to be a Satanic altar. Ernie was holding up the amulet, which had a demonic figure engraved on it amid a pentagram. He was forcefully reciting some ancient language from a scroll. Clearly this sick bastard was making a demonic sacrifice. Billy appeared to be in some type of trance. Perhaps the ice cream wrapper next to him suggested the creamy treats may be tainted with a chemical or magic substance. Just as Ernie picked up a gold dagger and walked toward the altar I yelled,”Not so fast you sadistic scum!” He swung around shocked at our presence and thew the dagger at me!

I caught it and threw it back at him. It hit him in the gut but he pulled it out and began laughing maniacally,”It will take more than a little knife to stop me!” Rebecca then bellowed,”How about a little magic moron? Relevandae de Leir super inimicum tuum percutere!” Small bolts of electric energy surged forth from her hands electrifying the filthy fiend causing him to fall to the floor in agony. Ernie then quickly wiped the blood from his wound on the amulet, and tossed it on the altar. I immediately swiped Billy off the altar as Rebecca stood over the fallen servant of Satan. Suddenly there was a burst of hellishly hot wind along with unholy horrifying screams bellowing forth around us coming from seemingly nowhere. I quickly hid Billy behind some crates. Ernie was cackling as he yelled,”Yes now you bastards will pay for interrupting my tribute to my magnificent master!” A roaring red vortex opened up and a demonic lizard like creature with horns walked out. His glowing yellow eyes and monstrous growl were enough to scare the hell out of anyone! The green scaly beast with a peculiar crimson tint then uttered,”Who dares disturb my slave?” I immediately exclaimed,”I did you ugly reptile!” I roundhouse kicked him in the face but it had no effect on him. He picked me up by my neck and tossed me through the ice cream truck windshield into the front seat. Rebecca then yelled,”Relevandae de Leir super inimicum tuum percutere!” and shot her mini lightening bolts at the living demon. He briefly lost his balance but then swatted at the bolts causing them to deflect back at Rebecca. She flew into a wall as both Ernie and the demon cackled with a sinister glee. The demon then shouted,”You think invoking the name of pathetic little God like Leir would do anything to me? I’m a demon of Hell you fool!” In the distance police sirens could be heard. Ernie crawled over to the demon and said,”Master we must hurry before the humans get here!” The demon replied,”I’ll take them all out! Nobody will stand in my way of gaining a permanent hold in this plane of reality!” Ernie then countered,”But Master the police have cameras and communications that might lead to exposure of the supernatural. That will cause Angelic forces to intervene!” The demon then screamed,”Dam freaking Angels! Always on my ass! We were doing so good at collecting the innocent souls l needed until you came to this blasted town! I want that boy now! Once his soul is mine I can exist in the physical world forever and you will be granted the powers you so desire.”

The police had finally entered the factory yelling,”If anyone is in here come out with your hands up!” Ernie picked up Billy from behind the crate and brought him over to the demon who was still standing in front of the open vortex. He placed his hands over the boy and began speaking in an unknown ancient language. Both me and Rebecca had been knocked out cold but I finally woke up and sprung out of the ice cream truck. I pulled a bottle of holy water from my pocket and tossed it in the demons face. He screamed in pain as he held his eyes now literally releasing black smoke. Ernie ran away with the boy in a panic but Rebecca punched him in the face and grabbed the boy. I then pulled out a mini Bible and shoved it in the demons open mouth. He began choking on it as sinister dark smoke came billowing out. I then kicked him in the chest and he was pushed back into the vortex causing it to close. The police burst in at that moment and nabbed Ernie!

We gave our statements to the police conveniently leaving out the demon, and the vortex.  Ernie the demon loving idiot wasn’t so smart, and was quickly admitted to the psych ward! Rebecca, and I finally headed home at 3 AM. Despite the horror of the night we slept well knowing Ernie was in a straight jacked and little Billy was safely returned to his home.  We had dealt with all manner of supernatural terrors but this was the first time we were face to face with a real biological form demon!  Hopefully we never run across another one ever again!


New Years Nut

Happy New YearOur New Year’s Eve Party almost went off without a hitch except for the resurfacing of the supernatural nut known as Percy Allen.  A skinny balding thirty something virgin with a comb over, and whose height was 5′ 5″ even with his shoe lifts! He’s the paranormal investigator on the fringe who tried to expose Drake Alexander to the world as a vampire at the Paranormal Investigators Conference(PARA-CON).  It was minutes before midnight on New Year’s Eve 2010 when everyone gathered in the large foyer of the stately Remington Manor as me and the Mystic Investigations team stood on the upstairs balcony above.  We were ready to toast the New Year with bubbly champagne in hand.

Drake stood on the edge of the group nearest to the bedrooms when all the sudden Percy Allen comes running out of my upstairs hallway screaming,”Drake’s an evil blood sucking vampire!”.  He throws some holy water on Drake and again nothing happened like at PARA-CON.  Although this time we assume it was real holy water but the protection spell on the house prevented it from causing any harm to Drake.  However if it had been potent enough it would have overridden it since protection spells aren’t as effective on vampires, and other members of the living dead! Everyone starts laughing as Percy whips out a cross and touches Drake’s face with it. Drake felt a slight burning sensation but in everyone’s eyes Percy looked like a complete New Years Nutcase!  The stroke of midnight came at that moment and everyone rejoiced in the New Year 2011.  As the party goers laughed and cheered Drake grabbed Percy by the arm dragging him into a bedroom while he screamed,”He’s going to kill me !  HELP!”  Nobody heard him over the noise of the crowd. One guy screamed,”Man that scrawny little spaz was hilarious Xavier!” I smiled, and nodded,”Yes we paid him $20 to put on a little show for you!”

I announced the fireworks would be starting in my backyard along Luminary Lake and the crowd began to mill outside. Others went into the poinsettia laden greenhouse to watch the fireworks in warmth.  The rest of the team, and I went into the bedroom.  Percy was hysterical as he screamed for help and hurled vile insults at Drake.  When he saw Rebecca he yelled,”Get away from me you filthy witch!”  Finally Drake slapped him in the face and yelled at him,”Calm down you little brat!”  I informed Percy the room was sound proof and nobody could hear him.  Percy then calmed down to an extent and said,”How dare you still live and never age while my mom has passed on!  Her ghost told me you killed her you son of a bitch!”  Drake was shocked, and then replied,”You’re little Percy from St.Louis?  I knew there was something familiar about you.”  Percy answered,”I’m not so little anymore bastard!” Rebecca snickered, and said,”Wow you grew a whole three more inches!”  We chuckled, and Percy angrily continued,”You stole my mom away you vile monster!  You invaded my home, and ruined my childhood you demonic piece of crap! Rot in hell you bastard!”  Drake looked somewhat hurt as he exclaimed,”I only killed the two men who broke into your house when you were a kid.  They had already killed your mother before I got there.  I loved your mother and would never hurt her.  I also thought of you as my son Percy, and enjoyed our time together.”  Percy then screamed,”YOU LIE!  You’re a demonic blood sucking minion of hell who cares for nobody but his own sick sanguine lust!  I believe the ghost of my mother over you any day of the week!”

Drake then said,”Percy I must confess something to you.  Your mom didn’t die that night.  I brought her across into the veil of eternal darkness I live in.  I selfishly turned her into a vampire because I couldn’t let her die.  Most likely you’ve been talking to her as a vampire, and not a ghost. I’d have felt if one of my offspring died.  She has most likely been using her mind control powers to make you think you’re seeing her as a ghost.” Percy was speechless, and looked shocked as he listened to Drake say,” I unfortunately wasn’t thinking straight because many vampires are evil and by bringing her across I risked turning her into something very vile in nature.  She had contempt for me not letting her die and the dark demonic DNA within her took over! That’s why she didn’t stay to raise you.  I believe she is now using you to get to me.”  Percy then yelled,”You speak blasphemy!  How dare you say my mother is a disgusting denizen of darkness!  I had to grow up in abusive foster homes because of you!  I hope you burn in hell for eternity you lying bastard!  I won’t rest until you’re exposed to the world or dead!”

Drake said he was sorry Percy felt that way but the truth was the truth and he had to accept that.  Some of us discussed it and Rebecca decided to cast a spell on Percy to make him lose all memory of Drake.  We took Percy down the hall into my study, and then into a secret passage behind the bookcase which led to Rebecca’s Witches Lair in the basement.  A place where she mixes potions and practices various wicca spells from the prying eyes of the public.  Percy had been kicking and screaming the entire way down and once he realized what we were going to do he got even more agitated.  Drake and Hunter Jackson, our Ex-Navy Seal, held each of his arms as Rebecca mixed a tricky memory targeting potion.

Percy calmed down some and said,”My arms hurt.  Please let go of me.  I’m obviously not going anywhere locked in this despicable dungeon.”  Drake nodded and Hunter let go of him. Drake then somberly said,”Percy this is for the best.  We need to put this behind us.”  Percy replied,”I still don’t believe you but I guess there’s nothing I can do about this anyway.  Well except this you malicious murdering monster!”  He then took a small vial of glowing green liquid out of his pocket and smashed it on the floor as he bellowed forth,”Tonatiuh gero continuo sol solis eradicate malum!”  Suddenly a small sphere of light that looked like a little sun appeared near the ceiling and Drake began to painfully scream as smoke rose from his skin everywhere.  Then Percy yelled,”Yes you foolish bastards Percy knows a little magic as well!  Myrrdin planto mihi evanui abyssus!”  At that point Percy suddenly vanished into thin air in a puff of purple smoke.

Drake had already dove for cover under a table just as the micro holy Sun finally disappeared.  It had made the basement lair instantly boiling hot, and we were all sweating like pigs!  Drake emerged from under the table looking like he had been burnt by a fire but then the burns began to fade as he sat in a chair to rest.  I then said,”Rebecca what the hell happened to the protection spell!”  She then said,”It actually doesn’t extend to my lair so I can work on various spells unhindered.  The real question is how the hell does he know such powerful magic?  I can’t even make a micro sun appear!  My Goddess I think there was actual nuclear fission taking place in that little light!”  I replied,”He had to have some powerful help.  There’s no way he could have figured out those spells on his own.”  Rebecca conjectured,”The little bastard was probably juiced up on borrowed magic!  It’s the only explanation. That little creep wouldn’t be capable of that level of power even if he practiced for 100 years!”

Within minutes Drakes bright red skin turned back to fair white as we headed outside to catch the end of the fireworks show.  In the shadows of the Enchanted Woodland Percy watched us and whispered to himself,”Damn you Drake I’ll get you if it’s the last thing I do!  Even if I have to spend every last penny to hire those filthy witches to imbue me with more of their vile magics. You’re 700 year reign of bloody terror will come to a close very soon!”  In the brush nearby a female vampire watched Percy and whispered to herself,”Yes Percy my son get that bastard! Then you will join me in the dark eternal shadows as well.”