Danny was exhausted, setting traps around the house was very tiresome, he thought. Though he knew he had done a brilliant job, no shortcuts, just pure arduous work and knowledge. He never knew that his chemistry skills would help him through this, he felt honour when he thought about helping his parents defeating them vampires.
Danny was standing in the middle of his bedroom, looking at his window and the devilish backdrop. He was about to turn around and walk out his room but in the corner of his eye, he seen a massive flying creature that he couldn’t ignore. He stepped closer to his window, the closer he looked made it more terrifying, Danny swore he could see a flying dog in the sky. He couldn’t believe it, the boy was sure he was tripping from fear, tiredness or anything, considering what he had been through. he moved his head closer to the window and opened his eyes wider. He seen the thing fly high but as the thing went higher, it dived downwards quickly. The winged dog was in a downward spiral and going at the speed of light. It vanished as it reached big buildings, Danny looked harder, but there was no hope.
The stress of everything was getting to him. He thought, I need my mum, I need her more than anything. There’s no way I survive this without her, I need her!
He ran out of his room without a second thought. The stairs were vibrating as he ran down them. His mum and dad were still sleeping; he felt gutted. Yet, when he turned his head, he seen his dog. He dropped his sadness and shouted, “hey! You are here. You’ve been gone long boy.” Danny hugged him so tight. Their heads were together, and Danny gave the dog a backrub and the dog’s back left leg was scratching the floor and Danny laughed. “You’re a good boy. Oh god, how I’ve needed you here. But I get it, it has been a rough time without you. Hey, maybe you’re a good omen.”
Danny stood up and walked towards the kitchen which led to the garden. As he walked into the fresh air, with his dog, it made him feel serenity. And if anyone were to attack him then he would be ready for them. The dog came beside him and sat. He kneeled, stroking him on the head and wonder where he went to, what he was up to? It was way too dangerous for someone to explore. Danny had already seen a dog that was killed by a bloodsucker.
As he was thinking someone interrupted him and as he turned around his expression on his face was brightened by a star, “mummy, you’re awake! Wow! It’s so nice to see you, honestly, I don’t know what I’d do without you. I was really losing it, like never before.” He was expecting her to say something. But nothing came, she had her head down, looking at the floor like she was sniffling or twitching her nose. “Mum?! Why’re you not answering me? Please answer me!” Tears streamed down his cheek.
“I am not your mother!” His jaw dropped like an anchor as she spoke. “I am Elizbeth, the queen of vampires! And you are not my son. Not yet anyway.” She stretched her neck like she was fitting into her new skin.
Danny’s felt his stomach pain, he didn’t want to believe what was coming. “You… you… you are one of those things!” He tried to be as delusional as he could. But the fact was clearer as day. Her appearance was all too hard to ignore.
“Don’t be like that.” She lifted her top lip, shown her fangs and shouted, “because you’ve got a hell of a night coming to you, so get ready for it.”
He stepped back, “you are a monster!”
“Now, now. That’s not fair. Considering you will be one of us.”
He freaked and stepped back but he tripped on a rock which sent him to the ground. His eyes came off her for a second and it terrified him, though when he regained his focus on her, she began walking towards him. As she did, the dog began growling. She roared back, sounding like a fox. Her steps were quicker. He knew he had to get out of her sight and used his arms to lift him up. As he stood up, she ran. Her stride was fast and as she got closer, the dog attacked her, biting her arm which caused her to wince, and Danny ran, feeling terrible that he left the dog, but the fear was too much for him. He was thankful for the dog giving him time and would be ever grateful, he thought.
As Danny turned the corner, he stopped running to catch his breath. He was breathing in and out, scared of what might happen to his dog, whether the dog would die in pain which was an almost guarantee. He was shocked by the outcome; this was the worst thing to happen. He was shivering from the idea of not speaking to his mum civilly. Though a thought came to his head and the excitement took over his mouth, “that bloodsucker who pretended to be human, that must of took brains. Surly my mums mind will regain itself, well I hope.” He began to doubt himself.
He knew he had to move soon but his body just wouldn’t listen. He leaned on a fence and as he did, a sound came looming over, it scared him to his core. He heard a cry from a dog. Danny panicked because he knew who it was. He bolted through the alleyway, away from the nightmarish roar that proceeded after the dog’s cry. He thought nothing more than to escape. Nothing more.
He looked back after a couple minutes of running but to his surprise nothing was behind him. He quickly thought that if he ran towards the left turning then she wouldn’t see him. So, he acted - turning left - jumped over a smallish fence and landing on both feet. He continued running, seen a garden gate; he just wished it wasn’t locked. To his surprise it wasn’t. He shut the gate, thinking that his time may be over. He remembered what she had said, “you have a hell of a night coming.” And “you’ll be one of us soon.” He wished he had never heard what she had said. He thought, is that true? Am I really going to become a bloodsucker or a vampire. Whatever they’re called. He did not want that.
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He lifted his head, realized he had not found a hiding spot and was out in the open. He investigated the garden, seen green grass that looked smooth, clean, and wet. Garden gnomes were everywhere, who would have thunk it, he thought, no man should have all of them gnomes. Then his eyes matched a shed, he was surprised he had missed it. He jogged towards the derelict shed, nothing scared him more than spiders, and he knew what was waiting for him. Though he thought being eaten by his mum was far worse or whatever she had planned for him.
He tried opening the shed, with no hope of it opening, he decided to try the house. He tried to cloak his thoughts like trying to conceal a gun. He knew the dangers that presented him when entering the house, but he continued walking towards the posh house. As he got closer to the door, he put his hand on the door and opened the door.
As he stared at the apartment complex, dazed, seeing double, and with the fear of the wild dogs chasing him, he tried to lift himself up. However, he failed as he led on top of a dented car. He felt himself recoup and pain in his back appeared. He could tell that the fall was a bad one.
Arthur sat up and took in his surroundings, seeing the magnificent sky glaring back at him. The devil owned the sky with its red coating, though he thought it was a darkened red that looked like blood, the devil collecting that blood and letting this nightmare spawn. The clouds causing shadows that made the gaps of red so beautiful, he felt blessed to see what was taking place, even if it meant death.
Arthur thought about his life and reached for his past which made him feel better. He had lived a life worth living, done things worth doing, seen things worth seeing, been places worth seeing. Every experience had made him who he was, and he’d die happy knowing it. But one thing left him unsatisfied. He had one last purpose.
A bark stopped his thoughts, and he remembered that his life needs saving. His legs were shaking as he tried to get up. He rolled of the car as he was kneeling. He landed on his feet but fell on his hands as his strength gives up. His hands is facing the floor and with the last bit of energy he stood up, wobbling while walking. He walked out of the apartment complex by exiting a massive gate that led him onto a street. He thought about going back and looking for another way which didn’t involve going down a street where anybody could see him.
He took a deep breath and said, “here goes nothing,” and struggled as he walked. He felt a hundred eyes on him, but he hoped it was paranoia, or anything that didn’t have bloodsuckers, rabid dogs, and flying bats spying on him. The few steps were pure pain and he doubted he’d ever reach the hospital in time to help the family.
He liked the family, he thought. They had been nice to him; he remembered their names with success but couldn’t place the young boy’s name. The boy had been smart, Arthur thought, no one had expected that man to be a bloodsucker, except for that young boy, “damn! What was his name?!” His feet became heavy with every step, the pain increasing with every step, thoughts getting crazier with every step. He bit down on his lip and moved with the intent of a horse, though he didn’t move as swiftly, nor as fast.
As he struggled to walk, every couple of minutes he looked at the burning sky, bats would be in the background like they were all over the place and were the new birds of today. His head turned as he heard barking behind him, and he forgot about his pain instantly and ran until his heart was content.
He walked through the door, the smell hit him like the plague. He covered his mouth and nose with his jumper which was plain black. The only sound he could hear was the flies that buzzed around his ear. He dared opening his eyes. Though the smell was unbearable, he had to look, as he opened his eyes the shock was too much for his eyes. His eyes were sore from the tragedy that he was seeing. A woman on the floor like she had been thrown into it. Danny braved the situation and moved to get a closer look. She was lying, breathless, eyes sunken in, and the smell that strook him as a dagger in the throat. Bite marks all over her neck that didn’t look right, Danny thought. The veins were gone, dispersed. Danny gulped and prayed he would not end up like her and as he turned his head, a man was standing up against the wall. Danny thought about running but then seen a puddle of blood that was on the floor where the man was standing. He called out to him, but no answer was proceeded.
He thought about leaving the house, though seeing his mum would crush him, mentally and physically. He had no hopes. Nor did the world, he thought. Somehow the idea of leaving this massacre seemed like a bad idea, going outside to the nightmare was too much to bear.
He walked towards the man and whispered, “hey, are you okay? Hello… did you hear me?” He seen the man’s cut that went from his forehead to his chin, it was deep and wide like the claws had been slashed there several times. Danny nearly gagged. He couldn’t tell how the man was standing until he seen the rusty, long nails that pierced both shoulders. The other nails were in his shins. The others were in the throat and Danny imagined how awful the pain would have been like. He struggled to strand the horror that was presented to him, ruin, macabre, and transcendental happenings. The world had been given over to the devil, Danny thought.
Danny had to get away from the smell, so began to run upstairs. He reached the top and seen an open door. He enters it with the intent to escape from the hell.
He puts his hands on his hips, catching his breath like he had just ran a mile. He took his eyes of the grey bloody carpet, seeing a blue wall with childish art on the wall. Though when Danny turned his eyes across the room, his gut twisted into pieces, his eyes were on fire with the horror. He dropped to the floor and could feel his sick coming from his stomach. It sprayed out. He stood back and fell over a toy car. Danny cursed the world, threw his arms in the air, and ran out the room. As he left, he put his arm on the wall to help him. All he could think about was getting back home. He thought about his mum but remembered instantly. His dad came into his mind and Danny realised that his dad could help them through this.