vampire and he claimed to not know what
that was. It was like he’d been living under a rock his whole life or
something.”
“If they’re
not really vampires, what are they?” Daniel asked.
“I don’t
know,” said Chris, “but I’m guessing I’m our best chance of finding out.”
* * *
Daniel
didn’t like this idea at all. He ran his fingers through his short brown hair
and stared intently at his laptop. He didn’t know what to look for. He used the
search engine to look up vampires but none of the information he was reading
was very helpful; they all referred to vampires as “undead creatures.”
From what
the monster hunters had encountered on their few occasions, these vampires were
alive. Their hearts beat; their blood ran through their veins. The only myth
that seemed to hold up was their reaction to sunlight. It burned their skin
slightly (Chris and Owen had seen it happen with the vampires they’d
encountered on the streets), but not enough to kill them. Daniel imagined if
they did indeed want to kill a vampire using the sun, they would have to hold
them down for a few hours.
He laughed
at this thought, and then looked around to make sure no one saw him. He tended
to amuse himself often, but he hated when someone saw him laughing at a joke no
one else heard. It was embarrassing. He saw Alyssa sitting by the large
bookcase on the far wall of the condo. She was engrossed in a book; hopefully
not one about cute little kittens and rabbits this time. She was too far away
for him to tell what it was exactly, but he was sure it was relevant to their
current situation. Alyssa was dependable; once she focused on something, she
didn’t stop until the job was done.
He was
pretty sure she would make a great girlfriend, but he never had the nerve to
ask her out. He didn’t care about the gay rumor his brother had started. He
knew she didn’t believe it, but he still didn’t have the confidence to take the
big step. He flirted with her occasionally, but that was as far as his skills
would take him. He looked back to the screen. For some reason, a news story
popped up about a giant squid-creature terrorizing the Gulf of Mexico.
One monster at a time, he thought. Once we expand our operation, we’ll get to
you.
He continued
browsing sites.
* * *
Chris was
sitting on his bed, staring at his reflection in the full-length mirror in his
room. He looked the same, but he felt different. He wasn’t sure what it was. It
was something deep inside.
He wondered
if Stephanie felt the same.
He wondered
if he should be with her right now, to comfort her.
He was so
wrapped up in his thoughts he didn’t notice Owen standing in his doorway.
“How do you
feel?” Owen asked.
“Different.
I can’t put my finger on it, but I feel different.”
Owen sat
down next to him. “I know I’m in charge now, and I hate to bring this up, but
what do you want me to do if all of this goes south?”
“Do what you
have to,” Chris said simply. “Whatever it takes to keep the team safe.”
“You are a
part of the team, though. You’re the reason we’re all here, doing what we do.”
“I know, but
there’s no telling what will happen to me. We should plan for the worst.”
“Is the
‘darkness’ taking you? You’re so emo.”
Chris
laughed. “I didn’t say that. I was about to say it, though.” Of course he was
being intentionally dramatic, but it was merely a way of masking his fear.
“Chris,”
said Owen as he placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder, “everything’s going to
be all right. I promise.”
“When did
you become the adult?” Chris asked with a grin.
“A long time
ago. You didn’t notice until now?”
They
laughed. Chris was relieved when he realized he felt a little better.
“This was a
really close call,” he said to Owen. “They seem to be getting closer each time
we go out there and face these things.”
“Are you
getting worried?”
“Yes. I
don’t know what I