The Dark Messenger (16 page)

At that moment he had realized that he had no
choice--he had to fight them, armed or not. He had to save her from
death. If he didn’t, Rex would kill him for allowing her to die, he
felt sure of it.

Longinus had been poised directly outside the
window, anxiously waiting for the moment when none of them were
looking in his slave’s direction, when suddenly she had snapped her
handcuffs as if they were threads. Within a second she had killed
the man with the wire, long before the other men could help him.
Furious, they had then set about her, punching and kicking her
before one of them had received a vicious boot to the gut by her
and was winded. He had then reached behind himself, pulling out his
gun. Feeling sure that his slave was about to die and knowing
afterwards that the men were likely to just shoot the other woman,
Longinus had prepared himself for the fight.

Suddenly the doors to the ward had exploded
inwards, and standing there grinning at the men through the dust
was a huge, beastly vampire. Yes, no other way could describe him.
He was massive, standing much taller than Longinus, and at least
twice his girth.

Longinus should have been furious that he had
been thwarted once again, but this time he had actually been
relieved. It meant that Jenny would be saved, giving him more time
to prepare for another attempt later without risking himself being
shot.

That is, if this huge
vampire didn’t get killed himself,
he’d
thought.

He had watched intently as one of the men
below fired at the vampire from close range, letting his gun empty
all nine of its rounds directly at him.

He couldn’t believe his own eyes! Nothing had
happened to the man’s intended target!

‘Damn!’ Longinus had whispered,
awestruck.

Then he’d wondered what was he going to do if
this vampire attacked Jenny and tried to turn her. He couldn’t
allow it. Rex would not be pleased.

But then what if he does?
What could I do, fight him? No way
! he had
told himself, laughing at the thought of it.

Strangely though, the vampire below hadn’t
attacked. Instead he had been unlike any vampire Longinus had ever
seen; in fact, he was gentle and compassionate. He had heard him
say to the nearly-strangled woman, ‘You must be Jenny’, and she had
replied ‘Yes.’

Hearing this, Longinus had sighed to himself,
because it had confirmed to him that he had just made a stupid
mistake. He had foolishly turned the wrong woman, and now they were
both obviously protected by this beast of a vampire.

How could I have had so
many problems just turning one woman?
he’d
raged at himself. Rex would kill him for this, he’d felt
sure.

Maybe I should just summon
Raffious now and go. Just forget this mission, just
run
. The very thought had scared him
though. Run from Rex? Was he out of his mind?

No,
he had decided firmly,
follow her
and then tell the vampires from the future where she is. It is the
only way.

Suddenly there had been a thrumming noise
above him, and he had looked up to see two helicopters arriving.
The side doors on them had swung open, and black-clad men wearing
ski masks had flung themselves out and begun sliding down ropes
either side of it.

Looking back down through the window,
Longinus had been startled to see that the vampire and the women
had gone. He had swiveled his head in panic, searching for any sign
of them.

Relief had filled him as he saw them escape.
The vampire had leapt out of one of the hospital’s side windows and
started flying off into the distance, the two women in his arms. He
still had a chance to fulfill his mission, even though he knew that
he couldn’t follow straight away. Those helicopters would have him
in their sights if he had so much as twitched.

Glancing back above himself, he felt sure
that the men on the ropes would see the vampire, then open fire and
with those guns, probably kill him. Was it possible for a vampire
with a double load of humans to outrun a helicopter? He had doubted
it. Then he had the sickening feeling that if they did open fire he
would have to get involved somehow, to save Jenny from being
killed.

Suddenly he could have sworn he saw one of
the pilots spot the beastly vampire in the air, and then thought
the chopper would give chase. But then there was a gunshot from
somewhere and the tail rotor flew off before the massive green bird
crashed down and exploded real close to him. It nearly took him
with it, as one side of the hospital roof burst into flames.

Then realizing that he was pinned down by a
mysterious sniper who was hiding somewhere, and that he hadn’t
actually got the foggiest idea where they were shooting from, he
had no choice but to grit his teeth and slip into the shadows. It
was terrible, because he couldn’t leave to catch up with his slave
as he daren’t stick his head out incase the sniper blew it off. All
he could hope for at that moment was for the second bird to take a
tumble, and then if that happened he wouldn’t need a push to get
him started, because he would have already done the off.

‘Come on sniper, damn you! Make the kill!’
he’d screamed.

And as if by magic there it
was, the massively loud gunshot from that beastly weapon, followed
shortly afterwards, by four more shots in quick succession.
Longinus had smiled to himself.
Such a
sweet sound
, he’d thought as he witnessed
the carnage that followed. As the first pilot’s head had exploded,
the spray of blood had ripped itself out the side door, and was
then sucked up through the main rotors. The sight of the head
exploding and the blood had even made him feel a little weak at the
knees, before the sight that followed that is. The co-pilot was
literally blown in half by the round as it hit him. Longinus could
only guess at that point that the sniper had a .50 caliber weapon
to hand.

‘Time to leave boyo’
he screamed, as he then leapt up and dashed here
and there across the rooftop, before pausing momentarily under the
cover of a shadow, as the gathering clouds above then obscured the
moon light. When he reached the edge of the roof, he didn’t stop
and just kept running and flapping his wings behind himself before
a quick zig zag, just to be sure that a massive silver .50 caliber
bullet any moment, wasn’t about to brutally dissect his
brain.

Aware that he was safe from the sniper’s
reach, his eyes had then begun to anxiously scan the horizon, as he
looked for Jenny.

‘Come on, bitch, don’t vanish! Not after all
of this! Please!’

Then from behind and just to shit him up,
suddenly, something flammable went up, causing a massive explosion.
So big in fact that he had even felt the shock wave as it had tore
past him. Looking back, the whole top of the hospital roof was
engulfed in vicious flames that were hurtling skyward hundreds of
feet.

Then, as if someone was behind him tapping
him on the shoulder, he had felt his own energy summoning him. It
was as if it had been playing hide-and-seek, but now was extremely
bored of waiting, knowing it had won. It was saying,

‘THIS WAY, FOOL! WE ARE THIS WAY!’

Regina had ridden her motorbike back as Kaine
had instructed her, although she was very tempted to just leave it
and fly home. She had wanted to be there to meet him and the women
when they first arrived. Still sulking, she slid her back wheel
aggressively in the mud to reposition her 1100 cc beast before
launching it forwards, straight into their garage. She then
switched off the engine.

Instantly she was greeted by Solomon and
Bruce. Both flew across the garage floor and surrounded her,
wagging their tales frantically, thrashing them into anything that
got in their way.

‘Calm down! Calm down! Where’s your father?’
she laughed through her crash helmet as she leant down to give them
both a hug. In reply they bolted across to the bottom of the stairs
and looked up, barking.

‘He’s upstairs, is he?’ she said, pausing
before messaging her husband:

‘Darling, I am in the garage. Are you
upstairs?’ she sent. She knew that the dogs were never wrong, but
she just wanted to know exactly where he was.

Probably in the spare
bedroom,
she guessed.

‘I am in the bedroom next to the junk
cupboard with our guests,’ came his reply.

Knew it,
Regina smirked.

‘Could you get some blood from the fridge,
please? Becky is violent and I don't think she has ever had any,’
he messaged.

Regina quickly closed the heavy emergency
exit door to the garage and dried the dogs’ feet. Throwing the
dirty towels into the corner of the garage next to the washing
machine, she headed up the stairs.

As she entered the kitchen
she reached down to open the fridge door, and suddenly remembered
that neither of them had drunk any of the thick red liquid this
morning. Strange--normally it was the first thing they did together
before even getting dressed. She figured that they had both been so
caught up in the vision that they had obviously forgotten. Then she
smiled naughtily to herself as she remembered the real
reason
she
hadn’t
remembered: she had wanted Kaine to make love to her, and all else
had seemed paled in significance.

After getting the drinks and returning back
downstairs, she found the door to the spare room was closed. She
put the glasses down on the only available place--the tiled floor
beneath her.

As she reached up for the door handle, it
suddenly opened. Kaine was standing there, a huge smile on his
face.

‘Hi,’ she said as he smiled down at her.

‘Hi,’ he replied. He put his hand gently on
her shoulder and squeezed it softly.

‘Come in. Jenny’s asleep in the chair, but
Becky’s awake,’ he said.

As Regina entered, she noticed the beautiful,
exceptionally-slim woman with a bobbed hair cut laying on the bed
opposite, her newly-formed fangs exposed in a grimace.

‘We just arrived ourselves, and I put Jenny
in that chair over there, away from Becky. Just in case,’ he said,
pointing to the limp body slumped in a chair.

‘Oh my god!’ Regina said as she suddenly saw
Jenny’s deeply-bruised neck. She crouched down to take a closer
look at it, pushing Jenny’s hair back to examine the wound.

‘Bad, isn’t it,’ Kaine said over her
shoulder. ‘There were four men in the room, but one was already
dead when I got there. Had his throat ripped out. I’d guess Becky
did it, by the blood on her hands. One of the three men was holding
her around her throat and another was in front punching her. The
third one had just taken his gun out, and looked like he was about
to shoot her as I made my “quiet” entrance,’ he said with a
grin.

‘You? A quiet entrance? I find that hard to
believe,’ Regina replied with an amused smile. Then she sobered as
she let Jenny’s hair fall back.

‘Jenny’s neck is really bad, darling. We have
to call Raffious, and convince him to come over to see it.’ Regina
took one last look, a puzzled look on her face. ‘Looks like they
were trying to kill her. I wonder why?’ she mused.

‘I don’t know but I had to kill one of
them--the guy with the gun. He obviously thought his weapon made
him tough or something. After he proved that my battle-gear works,
he ran out of bullets, and without his gun he found himself without
his manly-hood, I guess. He pissed himself, it was so funny. I had
to laugh because he stared at me as if I look scary or something,’
he said, smiling at her.

Then he said, ‘Anyway, Becky attacked him,
and I couldn’t allow her to drink his blood, so I had no choice.
Ghurka knife in the head; I’m amazed at how accurate it flew.’ He
sighed as he now remembered that he had forgotten to pull it out of
the man’s skull.

‘Those vamp guys are idiots! Regina said,
shaking her head in disbelief.

She then reluctantly remembered Kaine’s
motorbike blowing up as one of the helicopters crashed into it.

‘Don't worry darling.’ he said, reading her
mind, ‘I will have your bike. I preferred it anyway, as the engine
has lower miles on it,’ he messaged as he burst out laughing.

‘
But…’ she squeaked, her
eyes wide.

‘Got you!’ he messaged. ‘Only kidding, baby.
Doesn’t matter--at least we saved these two ladies. When all of
this is over I will get another one.’

Suddenly Becky sat bolt upright and began
hissing at Regina. She lunged off the bed at her, fangs fully
extended, with deep rage coursing through her veins. Kaine had gone
to get the drinks off the hallway floor, and couldn’t react in
time. As he hurried to put them back down, he saw that there was no
need to worry about his wife. He watched as she dealt with the
attack.

Regina grabbed Becky by the throat and
launched her fully backwards into the air, ramming her hard into
the wall behind.