Spring was in the air as the full March Storm Moon reflected it’s silvery light off the last remains of the rapidly melting snows. The grass still a drab green devoid of the rich emerald color that would soon take shape. A lone Werewolf ran out of the woods, and crossed a yard onto the dimly lit Autumn Avenue. The teenaged Zack Powers lie alone in bed sleeping soundly in an empty house at 2:30 AM as his guardian Grandmother Debbie Powers worked the graveyard shift at Woodland Springs General Hospital. The Werewolf trotted on to the Powers property but immediately turned tail sounding off a sharp yelp as it ran away into the dark night. This was due to the house, and soil in the yard being blessed by Father Tom Davis along with the lawn being sprayed with powdered Wolfsbane in Autumn before the first snow. There was also small random bars of silver, enchanted by our Witch Rebecca Abernathy, buried about the yard. For sure the Powers Residence was Werewolf proof!
It had been a long day of school for Zack which included the Paranormal Investigations Club, swim team practice, and of course his work at Mystic Investigations as our tech guy. Not to mention his paranormal battle capabilities courtesy of his bionic abilities. He was in deep REM sleep dreaming of lying on a sunny ocean beach on the edge of a brilliantly mulch-colored Fall time forest. Some Autumn Nymphs frolicked about the piles of iridescent leaves. Near the waters edge were some lovely Mermaids splashing about while humming a mesmerizing siren song. A strikingly beautiful Summer, and Spring Nymph sat on either side of him. A Winter Nymph strolled out of an ice blue cave leaving a trail of glittering snowflakes. She handed Zack an ice cold lemonade before diving into the ocean causing some dolphins to leap out of the water. In the distance a large whale blew a giant geyser of water into the air which caused a rainbow to shine across the sky. A rainbow with a Leprechaun, and Unicorn sliding down it! After Zack received the gift of becoming a powerful Cyborg he noticed he began having consistent vivid lucid dreams. It’s been theorized that the nanobots coursing throughout his body, and his brain as well, might have a hand in that. In essence creating a wondrous virtual reality like dream world in his mind. Fantasy worlds he could shape at will.
All was quiet throughout the dark house when all the sudden Zack’s bionic ears sub-consciously picked up a branch snapping outside on the backyard lawn. This followed by the foot crunching a small pocket of snow. In his dream Zack heard the suspicious sounds. In response the scantily clad Spring Nymph said,”You better go see what that noise is honey!” Zack immediately awakened as shadows appeared at his bedroom window. Before he could fully awaken a metal bat violently shattered the glass sending shards flying on to his bed. Simultaneously sounds of the back door being bashed in could be heard. Two men climbed in through the window, and one of them menacingly exclaimed,”Poor little boy home alone! Now we’re going to have some fun.” They chucked in a sadistic manner expecting the usual frightened reaction that fueled their devoid lives. Zack hadn’t bothered to even get out of bed as he lie with his arms behind his head smiling. He then replied,”We sure are jackass!” The maniacal smiles the two men had been brandishing turned to disbelief, and then transformed into sinister scowls. An extremely tall heavy set muscular man easily over 6′ 4″ walked into the bedroom after breaking in the back door. His buddies relayed that they had a smart ass on their hands.
The huge man, his thug buddies called Abe, replied to Zack’s nonchalant attitude,”You either must be high, or mentally retarded because this night will be a hell you’ll never forget the rest of your life little man!” Zack answered his threat with,”I feel bad for you guys not knowing what you’ve walked into here. So I’m going to let you leave, and we can forget this ever happened. I’d love to have fun beating the hell out of you but I don’t want anymore damage to my Grandma’s house.” A deeply incensed Abe then lunged at Zack but he sprang up at super speed to the foot of his bed. In response Abe said,”What the heck! Get over here you little piece of crap!” All three men converged on him. Zack kicked one of the men by the window back out the window as he screamed like a baby at the sheer force of his launch backward. He ended up hitting a tree trunk, and was knocked out cold. Zack sent the other man flying into the nightstand next to his bed after he hit him with the back of his metal fist encased in human flesh. As the wood table smashed into pieces Abe picked Zack up by his neck causing him to choke but he responded by bionic chopping his shoulders causing the man to fall to his knees in pain. He roared in anger as he swung a punch at Zack who then blocked it while laughing. He gripped Abe’s fist now also in pain from making extreme contact with Zack’s bionic arm. He then picked Abe, who probably weighted almost 300 pounds, over his head only to launch him crashing through the other bedroom window into the side yard. While this happened Abe was screaming,”Oh craaaaaaaaaaaaaap!”
The man who hit the nightstand had recovered, and pulled out a gun. Zack heard the trigger as the bullets fired toward him. He hit the deck while covering his vulnerable head with his cyborg arms. Bullets bounced off his arms damaged the flesh covering that was immediately under repair by microscopic nanobots. Another bullet bounced off his metallic alloy ribs with more outer flesh damage. One bullet managed to hit him in his human gut. Zack lie on the floor bleeding profusely for about 10 seconds while the man stood over him. The evil figure said,”I knew we were going to have fun but not this much fun! What kind of drugs are you on? I’d sure like me some of them super strength pills?” After about 10 seconds the bleeding began to slow as the millions of futuristic nanobots went to work repairing what would normally be a serious wound. They also went to work ravaging the bullet like a rabid pack of microscopic carnivores breaking it down into elemental metals. Some of which would actually be used as nutrients for the biological body while the bulk would be used to build new bionic growth to match Zack biological teen growth.
The man yelled,”Hey Abe you alright out there?” Abe replied with a moaning,”Awwwwww yeah I think so Morty. Son of bitch screwed up my arm!” The man looked out the other window to his other partner knocked out next to the tree bleeding. He then yelled back to Abe,”Damn this little bastard messed up Joe real bad! He needs to pay, and his bullet riddled body is a great start. Hey wait a minute how are you even still alive? I shot all my bullets into your sorry ass!” Zack then smirked, and replied,”You’re a lousy shot pal!” He then kicked the man in the groin so hard that it send him sailing into the ceiling causing plaster to rain down everywhere. His gun was flung to the dark corner of the room, and he hit the floor with a loud thud causing him to pass out cold. Big Abe staggered in through the window at the point Zack was trying to stand up. He had a crazed look in his eyes, and kicked Zack in the face with full force sending him on to the bed.
Abe jumped on to the bed straddling Zack while letting loose a low guttural growl that transformed into thunderous giggling. He then declared,”It’s been one hell of a night but now it’s time to end this party. Where’s the money you little bitch?” Zack replied,”What money? All I have is $50 in my wallet!” Abe then replies,”The damn drug money your Uncle stole from me!” Zack responded,”What the hell are you talking about! I don’t even have an Uncle!” Abe then asked,”Don’t lie to me this is 435 Autumn Avenue!” Zack then laughed,”OMG you stupid idiot this is 444 Autumn Avenue!” Abe angrily attempted to slap in the face but Zack caught his good hand, and the sound of bones crushing could be heard. Abe bellowed in sheer agony as his hand felt the wrath of Zack’s bionic strength. Zack then used his other arm to toss the guy over his head on to the wall over the headboard of his bed. Another storm of plaster blasted forth raining about as Abe was sent clear through the wall into his Grandmothers empty bedroom.
Once again the house was silent. Zack lie on his bed feeling the reassuring pain rapid cellular repair including his nearly broken nose. He picked up his cell phone on the other nightstand, and contemplated whether to call 911, or a member of Mystic Investigations since we’re sometimes known to take the law into our own hands. Zack activated the customized walkie talkie function he designed in all our phones, and said,”This is Zack. Is anyone on patrol?” Immediately Drake Alexander, our Executive Vice-President & 700 something Vampire replied,”Drake here. Is everything okay Zack?” Zack then relayed the information about the home invasion, and the bloody aftermath. Zack could hear Abe breathing in the next room, and the heartbeat & breath of Morty out cold on the floor in his room. However he wasn’t sure if the guy named Joe next to the tree outside was still alive or not. Drake said he’d be there shortly as he shot into the darkness at super vampire speed. The street lamps appeared as long streaks of light on the journey to Zack’s.
Drake arrived at Zack’s house a few minutes later despite being on the other side of town. Drake observed,”You sure did a number on these guys! You okay?” Zack replied,”Yeah everything’s healing up nicely. I could have did better but I was half asleep.” All the sudden Drake had an odd look on his face as he swung around to see a bloodied Abe standing in the doorway with an old double barreled shotgun. Drake commented,”Really? A shotgun!” Both Drake, and Zack laughed. Abe screamed in disbelief,”What the hell is wrong with you people?!?” He then blasted off the two shots available directly at Drake who was standing in front of Zack. Both shots destroyed Drakes sparkling Midnight blue shirt yet bounced off his muscular torso complete with supernatural six pack abs. There were some brief bloodied scratches but they healed almost instantly courtesy of his powerful 5th generation vampire DNA.
Abe dropped the rifle in disbelief, and almost began crying,”What the hell man?” Drake whizzed across the room so fast that only a blur of light was seen. He then got behind him, and whispered in his ear,”I’m a vampire little boy, and your time is up.” Drake sank his fangs into Abe’s neck as the criminal screamed in agony. As he drank of his blood Drake was able to read Abe’s mind, and see he was responsible for a lifetime of heinous acts he had no remorse for. These included countless murders, and numerous other unspeakable acts he got away with in his lifetime of darkness. Drake paused as he firmly gripped Abe. He looked at Zack for some type of approval as he nodded, and Drake sank his fangs back into Abe’s neck draining him of every last drop of blood. Abe dropped to the floor lifeless as Drake wiped the blood from his mouth. He then said,”I saw the pure evil in his mind. The horrifying acts of agony perpetuated against countless innocents that make tonight look like a cake walk. There was no rehabilitation for him! Not to mention the fact that prison sentences these days are a joke, and Duanna gave me this shirt for my birthday. It was hand sewn from Spider Fairy webs. Spider Fairy web Zack!” Zack answered,”Even without reading this guys mind I knew he was a blight upon humanity!” Drake examined the other two thugs still knocked out cold, and determined they could possibly find salvation under the right circumstances. They were simply sadistic weak willed bullies following Abe’s lead.
Drake called our favorite Sheriff Blake Maverick. Drake apologized for waking the Sheriff up but the Maverick was all too happy to help us out. Especially when we pay him big money as a consultant. The Sheriff called an ambulance as he made his way to Zack’s house. Julia Hathaway, our psychic, showed up at that moment as she sensed something was wrong. She examined each of the men including the deceased Abe, and came to the same conclusion as Drake. She had saw Abe’s future if he had lived, and it seems he was destined to become a homeland terrorist who ended up destroying a town of thousands with a dirty bomb. Julia exclaimed,”You just saved countless lives from this despicable piece of refuse!” The future of the other two men were mostly petty crimes with them in, and out of prison. At least they wouldn’t be killing anyone now that their alpha dog bully Abe was out of the picture.
Drake excused himself as he easily picked Abe up in his arms, and sped away. He ended up in the next street over as a man walking his poodle was confronted with the violent Werewolf who had attempted to enter Zack’s property. Just as the hairy horror was about to pounce on the man, and his best little friend Abe’s body flew out of nowhere landing right in front of the salivating Werewolf. Drake then appeared beside them, and whispered,”Run.” They ran in the opposite direction as the Werewolf chowed down on Abe’s corpse. Within two minutes everything was gone including the bones that were crushed into powder that wafted about the grizzly scene. Only after the feeding frenzy was over did the Werewolf realize a vampire was near. He plowed toward Drake who raced around the side of the hairy beast snapping his neck. The Werewolf lie temporarily motionless, and Drake quickly hauled him back to Mystic Investigations headquarters to be caged until dawn.
The ambulance, and Sheriff pulled up as Julia explained the situation to him. She mentioned how Morty, and Joe went on about some imaginary boss they called Abe. Julia had seen in her visions that a mental hospital would be better than prison for these two. Certainly that is where they’d go as they spoke of Zack’s power, and their imaginary friend Abe. Drake called up a friend who serves in Great Britain’s MI6 who in turn has a CIA contact. He owed him a favor, and agreed erase any evidence that Abe ever existed. Actually quite an easy task for someone in government since everyone is so reliant on computers in the 21st century.
Drake returned just as the Sheriff was leaving to escort the ambulance with his prisoners to the hospital where Zack’s Grandmother was on duty in the emergency room. The Sheriff knew not to say a word to her so she wouldn’t worry. In the meantime Julia had dialed up the rest of the Mystic Investigations gang to restore Zack’s house to it’s previous undamaged status. We had a good three hours to fix the place up, and clean everything! Thankfully things go quickly when you have a witch, vampire, telekinetic psychic, and bionic boy on your cleaning construction crew!