AmyC sent me
Sassy Brit's Sassy Sunday Story Starter this morning, and between fixing breakfast, taking temperatures, doling out drugs, looking at the dog's sore foot (yes, even the dog came to me and showed me his foot), and flopping back on the couch from exhaustion, I wrote a little something about a subject that I love, vampires.... Hey, I'm in a vampiric mood..... watching lots of Vampire Diaries.... more to come later.
Vampire Vigilante
by Dottie Taylor
word count: 500
When the hair on the back of his neck raised and a shiver went down his spine, Edward was afraid to look behind him.
He fumble around, hands groping for the lights, anything to alleviate the darkness.
“Damned old houses!” Edward muttered for the rats benefit, he hated rats, he could hear the scuttle of tails across the concrete under his feet.
What the hell was Sarah thinking, arranging a showing in the middle of the night anyway? Edward grumbled to himself. Were we so desperate for fucking clients we couldn't pass up the weirdos?
Suddenly, a scraping came from behind him, now his hair not only raised, but bristled, his heart thundering beneath his ribs.
“Hello Mr. Jennings,” a voice boomed from the darkness.
“Um, Mr. Tepes?” Edward called back, this guy didn't even sound like he spoke fluent English. Edward would make the bitch pay, her stupidity astounded him. Her message said a mansion was going on the market. This place was a crap hole.
“That's right, Mr. Jennings. I've been expecting you.”
“Oh, well, okay. Mind turning on the lights so we can both take a look around?”
“Most certainly, Edward, your name is Edward, is it not?”
“Oh, sure, yeah,” Edward stuck out his hand in the direction the voice came from.
Clammy fingers cold as death wrapped around his own, making him cringe.
“Lights?” Edward reminded, only to have his vision flooded with brightness. He squinted trying to make out the person who still remained in a corner untouched by light. “Wow, what strength is that, about a 1000 watts?” Edward joked, trying to relieve his nervousness.
“Something like that,” murmured Mr. Tepes, without the hint of humor.
“Is there a dimmer, cause, I feel like I'm going blind, we can't show the house....”
“Show the house?” Mr. Tepes flung back his head, laughter erupting from his lips.
If that bitch sent me out here on a wild goose chase... Edward's temper flooded through his body, hands already fisted.
Abruptly, Edward's back slammed against the wall, a vise gripped his throat, dead eyes glowed in his own.
“I have you at a disadvantage, let me introduce myself. Vlad Tepes, I'd shake, but you'd died faster. I want it to last. Perhaps you know my family name better, Dracul?”
Terror blazed across Edward's face as fangs exploded in his vision.
“Sarah wanted me to give you something for all the years of happiness you've brought her. You'll never raise a hand to her again.” The fangs sank deep as Edward cried out, life seeping away to hell.
*****
“Mrs. Jennings?”
“Yes?”
“He won't be coming home.”
“Who won't be coming home?”
“Your husband. He won't hurt you ever again.”
“Who is this?”
“A friend.”
The line went dead, the phone slid from Sarah's quivering hand.
*****
Vlad grinned, this is why he was born vampire.
Okay, much better now.... LOL... I love the smell of a vampire story in the morning.... (almost Apocalypse Now) I know lame, but I crack myself up, though it could be the sleep deprivation....
Tune back in tomorrow for more flash fiction.... Blodeuedd has donated a gorgeous picture for the Monday Morning Flash Fiction Challenge!! See you then, and remember, bring a flashlight, you never know what may be lurking in the dark.....
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