The Cross

‘That’s one hell of a thing for you to ask me.’

‘I know you hate me,’ she said, stepping towards him. ‘I know how you must be feeling right now.’

‘Do you?’ he laughed bitterly. ‘Then you must know what I promised myself I’d do to you if we ever met again.’

‘Yes,’ she said. ‘I do know. I’m sorry you feel that way.’

‘Sorry? You think sorry makes it all okay again? That we can both just go back to the way things were?’

‘I know we can’t go back to the way it was between us,’ she said. ‘But I was hoping we could be friends again one day.’

He stared at her. ‘Why did you do it? Why?’

‘You’d have done the same for me.’

‘No. Never. Not this. Why couldn’t you just let me go?’

‘I couldn’t bear to,’ she said. ‘I did the only thing I could do to save you.’

‘Save me?’ He raised his bloody hands to show her. ‘Look what you did to me, Alex,’ he shouted. ‘Look what you’ve turned me into. I didn’t want to be saved! I didn’t ask for it that day in Romania, and I didn’t exactly ask for it tonight.’

‘I didn’t know you’d be here tonight,’ Alex shouted back at him, taking another step closer. She pointed at the vampire corpses on the floor. ‘But if I had known it, and known I could protect you from these, would I have still done it? Yes I would, Joel, yes I would. Because I … because I have to. Don’t you understand?’ She paused, looking deep into his eyes, seeing the agony there. What could she tell him? That she loved him? That even if he hated her now, she still could never regret what she’d done?

‘Why are you here, Alex?’

‘I was sent,’ she said. ‘For business.’

Dec blinked. Despite his terror he managed to croak out, ‘Business?’

‘The video clip,’ she told him, not taking her eyes off Joel. ‘I need to destroy it before it gets out.’

‘You’re too late,’ Chloe said.

‘I’m only glad I didn’t get here a moment later,’ Alex said.

There was a long silence.

‘You want your revenge on me, Joel?’ Alex unholstered her pistol and tossed it to him. ‘Then take it. Do it now.’

Joel looked down at the gun in his hand.

‘Three rounds left,’ she said. ‘It’s not a lot, but when you’re shooting vampires with Nosferol tips it only takes one hit. Doesn’t matter where. You can’t miss.’

Joel thumbed back the hammer of the pistol with a sharp click-click. He slowly raised it in one hand and pointed it at Alex, framing her in the sights.

‘Shoot her,’ Chloe said. ‘Then shoot yourself.’

‘No,’ Dec blurted. ‘He’ll be all right.’

‘I’ll never be all right, Dec,’ Joel said. He felt the smooth curve of the trigger against his fingertip. Alex was watching him steadily, waiting, not a flicker of expression on her face.

Just a tiny flick of a finger was all it would take for the hammer to drop. The firing pin slamming forward to punch the primer in the base of the cartridge lodged inside the breech. The charge igniting, gases welling up to propel the Nosferol-tipped bullet through the barrel and across the short distance between them and deep into Alex’s body, carrying the toxin into her system and destroying her forever.

Revenge. The thought of it had sustained him all this time, and right now, right here, the moment had finally arrived.

Just a tiny flick of a finger … but the trigger felt like an immovable mountain. Joel’s arm began to waver and the gun wobbled in his fist.

Dec and Chloe jumped at the sudden noise that rang out …

The shrill ringtone of Alex’s phone in her pocket. It kept ringing persistently as they all stood there, silent and immobile.

‘You going to shoot me, or should I answer that?’ Alex said.

Joel let out a heavy sigh. The muzzle of the gun sank downwards, and his fingers loosened on the grip. The weapon fell from his hand, tumbled to the floor with a loud clunk.

Alex took out the phone to find that someone was making a video call to her from a laptop. The picture was grainy and badly-lit, but nonetheless she recognised the panic-stricken face that was filling the screen.

‘Utz?’

‘Bishop, is that you? I can’t see you very well.’ Utz McCarthy’s voice was as distressed as his expression.

Alex stepped into the light that was shining from the bedroom. ‘I’m here, Utz. What’s wrong?’

‘You made it out! Where are you?’

‘What are you talking about? Made it out of what?’

‘I only found out a few minutes ago. I’ve been calling every number in my database and hardly anyone’s answering. Nobody’s there, Bishop!’ He broke into a gasping sob. ‘I can’t believe it’s happened. I just can’t believe it!’

‘Calm down, Utz, you’re not making any sense. What’s going on?’

‘Destroyed,’ Utz wailed. ‘They’re all destroyed. Almost everyone we knew is gone.’ He shook his head in anguish. ‘It was a slaughter, Bishop. I’ve just spoken to Jen Minto. She’s in shock. We all are.’

‘Talk to me,’ Alex said. ‘Calm down.’

‘They were attacked one right after the other,’ Utz said, struggling to compose himself. ‘London, then Brussels — bang, bang, one after the other. Agents reported into work to find nothing left but dust. Like they’d all just been mown down, vaporised where they stood. Everyone’s saying that Supremo Angelopolis and all her staff were caught up in it. All gone.’

So much for having to destroy the video clip, Alex thought to herself.

‘It was like the fucking H-bomb hit them, Bishop,’ Utz went on. ‘What could have done that?’

‘It was the cross,’ Joel told her. ‘Nothing else has that power.’

‘What was that?’ Utz asked. ‘Who else is there with you, Bishop?’

Alex ignored him. ‘But how can that be?’ she said to Joel. ‘We got rid of the cross in Romania.’

‘No, Alex, it’s been found,’ Joel said. ‘A human called Ash has it.’

‘Bishop? Talk to me!’ Utz’s voice was screaming from the phone.

‘Utz, I’ll talk to you another time. Take care.’ She ended the call and looked hard at Joel. ‘Ash? The sword killer? The massacre in Cornwall?’

‘He murdered my father for the cross, and I’m going after him,’ Chloe said.

Joel could see the stupefaction in Alex’s eyes as she struggled to understand. ‘Gabriel Stone found out that Chloe’s father had the cross,’ he said. ‘Stone and his gang broke Ash out of prison, so he could get it for him. And now we know what Stone wanted the cross for. To wipe out your whole Federation once and for all.’

Alex’s mind reeled as the implications began to hit home. ‘Then we have to find him. We have to do something.’

‘Why?’ Joel said with a grim smile. ‘For the protection of our fellow vampires?’

‘For the protection of the human race, Joel. Without them, we can’t exist, remember?’

‘That’s all we are, right? Your food source,’ Chloe said, deeply sceptical.

Alex looked at her. ‘That’s all the reason I need to want to protect you. I know what Gabriel Stone and his lot have in mind.’

‘We don’t need protecting,’ Dec said, defiantly jutting out his chin. ‘We can handle a few vampires, so we can.’

‘Yeah, you proved that tonight,’ Alex said. ‘But can you handle the Ubervampyr? Because that’s who’s behind all this. They were backing Stone all along. And we’re not talking about your regular blood-sucker here, folks.’

‘The oober-what?’ Dec said.

‘You don’t want to know,’ Alex said. ‘But you’ll find out if we don’t act fast. With Stone in control, it’s not just the Federation that’ll be wiped out. The whole world will change. Humans will be enslaved for blood, farmed like animals. And I’d be very surprised if the Ubervampyr would be keen to share with the likes of us. We have to stop