“You dare bring a vampire into my home? Absolute gutter trash creatures. And an Australian vampire to top it off after the way their country has disrespected us for years. We could’ve had a peace, Nicholas. Even now, I could’ve overlooked your insolence and allowed your family to live. But of all the things I could never have forgiven, a disgusting blood sucking parasite is definitely up there.”
Nick took a step forward, and his silver eyes looked to burn a hole through Tynan. As he stood there, his muscles grew and his fangs extended. “Where do you think hurting my family ranks on my list, you piece of shit?”
Talia looked from one face to another, finally resting on Radha’s. “Don’t,” Radha begged.
Talia had made up her mind. She had chosen her side. Now she took her chance to remove all doubt. She backed away to join Nick at his side and stomped her foot down, roaring through her fangs as Radha broke down. Nick kissed his son on the head and handed him off to Nicole who backed away into the nearest corner of the room, well away from the TNT situation about to blow.
“Think about this. Radha has a vested interest in this situation, and Anthony knows if even one of you escape, his life is forfeit. And after all, he has Talia to thank for becoming a wolf.”
So, it was this guy that she had been forced to bite while unconscious. Anthony lunged forward, but Talia swatted him away with ease. He slammed into the wall and crumbled to his back. Tynan watched the move and smiled. His smile faltered though when a new guest arrived. The vampire with the red coat. He surveyed the situation from the door. He looked completely calm even though he was covered in blood and soot. He didn’t care that all eyes were upon him until several seconds later.
“Oh…sorry, you guys havin’ a domestic or sumthin’? Don’t mind me, I just wanted a broom. May have left a bit of mess out there. All good. The Scarlet Fiend is an all in Mr Fuck It….ah, fix it.”
Tynan readied the machete. “Get out of here dead thing. You are not invited.”
“Oh? Sorry,” he said, flicking his lighter to a cigarette he had just placed in his mouth. “I don’t give a fuck. Funny ol’ world innit?”
“Yes…” Tynan breathed. “Funny.”
Talia yelled to the vampire to look out as Radha backed around behind him and stuck him from behind with a knife.
The vampire looked annoyed. Not in pain. But annoyance turned to being livid. “You unholy cow. You tore my fuckin’ jacket!”
Tynan moved quicker than Talia ever thought possible, slinging his machete arm through the air to slice through skin, muscle and bone. A second later the head and mass of blonde hair fell to the floor along with the body. Talia didn’t know much, but she did know one way to kill a vampire was behead them.
“Now that fool is dealt with…” Tynan said, turning to face Talia and Nick. “You two and I have unfinished business.” Tynan dropped the weapon and beckoned them both forward. Nick and Talia rushed him, and Tynan let loose a long overhand right to Talia. She saw it coming a mile away and reached up to block it. His fist snapped her forearm. Before she could scream in pain, his other fist had cracked between her ribs. As she fell to her knees, Nick launched thunderous blows which rocked Tynan, but he was still on his feet. Smiling. “Pathetic.”
He followed that with a straight kick to Nick’s groin. He moved like lightning. Nick tried but couldn’t stop it. As he hunched over, Tynan unleashed another furious kick directly to his face, sending Nick into the air and then crashing back down to his back.
Both Talia and Nick struggled to even roll over, let alone get to their feet.
“Oh, I probably should’ve mentioned, I’ve had a bit of an upgrade…” he said, pulling out a syringe, filled with a red substance Talia assumed to be blood, to pierce his chest with while rolling his eyes back in ecstasy. “Your son is the best high I’ve ever had. The blood of an eleventh generation, thank you very much.”
Radha had joined Tynan, looking down on both, but focused on Talia who still couldn’t get to her feet. “You stupid, stupid girl. I warned you.”
Talia spat out blood and tried to crawl to her hands and knees but was kicked back down by Tynan. A follow up blow came when his foot dropped down between her shoulder blades. Talia faced his feet, seeing between his legs. The vampire was moving. The arms were moving along the floor, and Talia realised he was searching for his own head. He found it by pulling the strands of his hair closer to his neck and reattached himself. This was done in complete silence. It appeared only Talia knew it was happening. She wondered why neither Tynan nor Radha heard it. Or Nick even. But then she realised she herself didn’t. Only saw it.
The vampire rose to his feet and only then did the others notice, by the clatter of the knife Radha used. The vampire looked demonic. Pale as usual, but blood formed like a collar around his neck and flowed from mouth. Even as he gave Radha a grin, and gave her a few shakes of his finger. “Oh, you sneaky bitch…”
“It’s not possible…” Tynan said.
“For the Twelve Inch Pickler ta be this ridiculously good looking, smart, handsome and humble? I fuckin’ know. I find it hard ta believe myself sometimes, but it’s a tough job. Somebody’s gotta do it. Do you know I fought an anaconda once? Took me forty-five minutes to realise I was wanking. But, I digress. Now listen here, Tracey-”
