Chapter Three

Fang soon awakes, but he was still on the floor of the barn. He looks over to see Dagger leaning against the wall, wounded and bleeding. He still had the shotgun in his hands along with the other weapons. "I thought we were knocked out and taken prisoner by Damien," he says.

"We were, but Sophie's screams made me jolt back to consciousness, I destroyed all of them except for Damien, and it's pay back time!" Dagger snaps.

Fang nods. "Yeah, but we'll need help, we can't face him alone, he’s too strong," he says.

Dagger shakes his head and sighs."I know a few people who can help, what about you?" he asks.

"Same here, how about this, we go get them and meet back here as soon as we can,"

"Sounds like a plan to me, see ya,"

"Yeah, and be careful,"

Both boys start heading off in different directions. Even though they hated each other, they were both hoping each would come back safely. It would be a long while for them to meet up at the old barn, Fang had to go all the way near Canada and Dagger had to go back to New York, it would take a few days for them to get back.

 

SOMEWHERE IN CANADA:

Fang climbs over a small snow covered hill, the wind whipping in his face, snow melting on his skin. He was heading toward where his pack lived, or he hopes they still live there. Will the even remember their alpha? He thinks as he stands on top of the small hill and lets out a long lonesome sounding howl. Four howls echoed it, and then four other werewolves came running out of the woods directly up to Fang.

One transforms back. "Fang, is that you?" he asks as the other began to transform back as well.

"Yeah, it's me, who else would howl like that?" Fang asks.

The four boys begin to laugh. "It's Fang alright." Another one says as the other two nods in agreement with him.

"So where did you go? I see you finally returned to us." Another one says.

"Well, Spitfire, remember that fight I got into with a vampire, well I got wounded and went off to find a place to heal, that's when Sophie found me...never mind that, I need your guys' help, a friend of mine is in trouble," Fang says."Captured by Vampires," he adds.

 

The group began to snarl as hair began to sprout out of their arms. "Easy... so Spitfire, Ace, Phantom, and Plague, will you help me?" he asks. The group nods.

"Yeah, we'll help, stupid blood�'suckers need to be eliminated," Plague says as the others nod.

"Ok, then follow me." Fang says as he transforms and runs off back into the woods. The pack then follows him. Since he was the alpha of the pack, he was the only one who could communicate with them while in wolf form.

Guys, we have some help to, I'll explain later, when we get to where we're meeting, that would be an old abandoned barn. He says to his pack, which roll their eyes.

Why couldn't it be a better place than that?

Yeah, it sounds way too creepy, even for Fang.

Because it was less obvious to the enemy and that's where I crashed for the night. Fang says lying. He knew if he mentioned Dagger and the "V" word, they would turn around and go back home.

Oh, Ok. Spitfire says as he leaps over a fallen tree trunk.

They then run along in silence, saving energy for the long trip ahead of them. By now, they had traveled about 70 miles or more. It would take them another day to reach the old barn and Dagger with his help. So where exactly is this barn located?

I had to travel from New York; it's almost in Pennsylvania.

 

Jeez! That's far enough for ya? God! It's gonna take forever to get there! Like three days or so! Can we stop an at least rest some?

 

No, Ace, we can't, it's a matter of life and death, if we don't go after her, or if we waste time, she'll either die, or become a vampire. In addition, I don't think you want that, now do you?

 

No... so can we travel a little faster then!

 

Fang rolls his eyes. He wishes Ace would make up his mind weather or not he wants him to make them stop or keep going. How about this...we go a little while longer and then rest and eat, then get up and go again? He says sending the message to each pack member. They all seem to nod in unison. Fang heaves out a happy sigh, and then speeds up the pace.

 

IN AN ABANDONED WAREHOUSE:

 

Walking into an empty room, Dagger shakes his head. Where the hell are they? They should be here, after all this is where they live. I just hope no damn slayer has found them. He thinks as he stops and looks around.

To him it looked the same as always, rundown, boxes everywhere, rats and mice running around. But to him something was missing, that would "family." Their scents were still there, Dagger could smell them, but he just couldn't spot them anywhere. He hears a noise and catches a familiar scent.

"Blades I know that's you, so quit your hiding, it's just me, Dagger," He says as a young teen about a foot shorter than he is comes out from behind two stacks of boxes.

"Dagger, no way, we heard he was dead," The teen, supposedly named Blades says.

"You moron, I'm right here, how can I be dead, when I can't die by anything, but getting my damn head cut off, which I'm not gonna let happen!" Dagger snaps.

Blades takes a few steps back. "Whoa, it is you! It's been three years since we last seen you, so what brings you back?" he asks.

"Well, a friend of mine, she's human by the way, was captured by Damien, he wants to make her his bride, and I need help defeating him," he says.

"By the way, where are the others?" he adds.

"Oh, they're out hunting right now. Damien, you mean the one vamp who is the only real descendant from Dracula?"

"Yeah, him. So when do you think they'll be back? I have a place for us to stop at before we take him on,"

"In a few minutes, they had left an hour ago. Ok,"

Dagger sits down on an old create. He didn't mention Fang or the "W" word, or Blades would freak out and have a fit. He then shortly could hear the rest of his “family” talking as they walked down the hall; soon the group of boys was in plain sight. They stopped and stared at him with their jaws dropped.

"Is that the real Dagger?" one asks.

Blades nods, "Yeah he is, so Scythe don't act to surprised by his appearance, anyways, he needs are help, you guys up for it?" he asks.

The other two nod. "Yeah, we're always ready to help," Another says.

The last one rolls his eyes. "Zack quit being a suck up! Jeez!" he says.

"Spike, enough, I don't want any fighting! Now follow me," Dagger snaps as he heads toward the entrance of the warehouse. The rest began to follow him.

"By the way, I've got a place for us to stop at on the way,"

"How far is this place?" Scythe asks.

"Across the state near Pennsylvania. Now I don't want any complaining either, cause we're not taking the streets, we're gonna go under ground and use the sewer system,"

The group of boys nods and follows their leader in silence. Dagger sighs, he knows how much they hate werewolves, and so he was going through scenarios in his head on what they would do, when both groups met up at the old abandoned barn. They could kill each other, or at least try to. On the other hand, they could argue and fight...but I have a feeling they will just turn around and go home. He thinks as they all stop in front of a manhole. He lifts the cover and one by one, they jump down into the sewer system.

"Ugh! It smells terrible down here!" Blades says.

Dagger rolls his eyes. "Fine, would you rather have your a*s burnt by the sun?" he asks, as Blades shakes his head no.

"So how far does this lead us to?" Spike asks him.

Dagger shrugs. "I think all the way across the state of New York, and then we travel by road, and stop at an abandoned barn for rest and out of the sun," He says as the group nods.

They take the same path as Dagger did when he was with Fang, and since there wasn't anything stopping them, they reached the end of the sewer system with in a few hours. "Since this is the end of the system, how many hours will it take until we get to the barn?" Scythe asks.

Dagger looks at him and then at the rest, "Probably about three hours...." He says as he climbs up and out of the manhole. He stands there and waits for the rest to come up out of the sewer.

I sure hope Fang's got his help, and that they're there by now, if not, then I have no clue what the hell I'm gonna do next He thinks as he begins to walk again. Fang by now was probably there trying to keep his patience with how long it was taking him. Dagger stops and looks at his group, they were about 1/8 of a mile away from the barn. "You guys wait here, I have to make sure none of Damien's men are around the barn, once I do, I'll give the signal," He says. The group nods, they know to listen to him, or else.

He then walks off, as he gets closer, he could smell the scent of Fang and the other werewolves. Now he was leaning against the side of the barn, he could see Fang and the others standing outside and talking among themselves. Why not, just show myself; see what they do to me. He thinks with a smirk as he walks out from the shadows of the barn.

The pack of werewolves just looks at him and then once they get his scent they begin to snarl and sprout hair. Fang quickly jumps in front of Dagger. "Wait! He is part of our help, remember I had mentioned others would be helping us," he says as they begin to transform back.

"Yeah, but you didn't mention they or he were dirty blood�'suckers!" Ace snaps.

Dagger lets out a hiss followed by a fearsome sounding snarl. "I would watch what you say, you mangy animal," He snaps. This got all of the werewolves snarling except Fang, who just rolled his eyes.

"Dagger, where is your help at?" Fang asks.

"A mile away or even shorter distance, I told them I was making sure none of Damien's men were around." He says. "

Which reminds me," He adds as he jumps on to the crumbling roof.

Fang watches and then shakes his head as Dagger shouts something in the vampiric language. Shouts then could be heard as the boys approached the barn. They soon stop in front of where the werewolves are at and begin to snarl and hiss at them, the werewolves echo with snarls of their own.

"Now...now calm down," Dagger says as he jumps down in front of his clan.

"This is our help, even if you don't like it, we need all the damn help we can get, you are going to learn to get along with them, even if I have to make you," Dagger snaps with a snarl. The group of vampires backs up a little and then nod.

Fang looks at his group, "That goes with me, even if I have to make you like them, I will," he snaps. His pack backs up too and then they all nod. They let out a sigh of defeat and the group of vampires echoes it with their own sighs.

“Will they have time to sleep through the day?" Dagger asks.

Fang nods, "Yeah, but as soon as they awake, we'll leave," He says.

 "Aren't you gonna sleep too?" He adds, as he looks Dagger over.

Dagger shakes his head. "Nah, remember I'm the one they call The Pariah, I'm different. I don't need much sleep," he says to him.

"Your mu�'werewolves need sleep too, so they should also go to sleep," he adds.

Fang nods, "I guess, but I think you need sleep, you look like a mess, no offense or anything, but you're covered in blood that has been caked and dried on you, yours and other vampires, you have bruises, cuts, and other wounds. You should sleep to heal them," he says.

Dagger sits down and then shakes his head, "I'm fine, and I’ve had way worse than this before, trust me,"

"I can last for three more weeks like this." He adds.

Fang just looks at him. "Well, since you're staying up, you can keep guard over us," he says as he goes inside the barn.

Dagger shakes his head and begins to play with a rock using his foot. Keep watch all day... feh... it's gonna be boring as hell! I wish something would at least happen in a few hours before I die of damn boredom! He thinks as he keeps playing with the rock.

Then a twig snaps. He looks up to see a few of Damien's army in the trees looking at him. That's what I'm talking about! Now to get to work! Dagger thinks with a laugh as he stands up.

"Heh, if you want them, you'll have to get passed me," He snaps and then shows his fangs, which weren’t fully extended, if they were, they would be about four and half inches long.

The vampires in the trees laugh in unison. "Heh. One vampire on guard, that's it, this is gonna be easy," one says as they all laugh in unison again as they leap from the trees.

Dagger watches, as they get nearer. "Oh, so your boss didn't tell you, who I am or who you're dealing with?" he says.

"No, why should he? You're just a poor insignificant vampire, who wants to commit suicide! Don't make us laugh,"

"Well, he should have, because I'm The Pariah! And I'm gonna rip you a part!"

The vampires all laugh again. "We heard that, that thing was dead, no way you can be him," Another snaps as he hisses. Now the army was face to face with him, ready to strike and kill at any moment, with just one word.

Dagger lets out a laugh. "If I was dead, how in the hell could I be standing here in front of you? The Pariah's name is Dagger, and that's my name," he says, then he looks up at the sky, the sun was beginning to peak out of the trees, right on to the vampires, but they didn't start to burn. Crap! More experimented on ones, Damien must be trying to duplicate something like me. He thinks.

"So, we're almost exactly like you! And we're gonna rip you a part!"

He shakes his head, "You're not trained like me...I can kill you with in 30 seconds or less." He snaps.

The group begins to laugh, just as the lead gives the word. Four go leaping at Dagger's throat. He grabs all four by their heads and rips them off with one swift jerk. Four down, 20 to go. He thinks. Two jump on his back and begin to rip into his shoulders. He grabs one and rips both of its arms off, leaving it lying on the ground squirming, twitching, and bleeding to death. Dagger grabs the other and twists its jaw until it snaps off, and then he throws it to the ground and steps on its skull.

"You're no match for me, send all you've got after me, they'll all die!"

"Fine you wanna be like that, then here you go!"

The rest, which is 18 vampires, go running at Dagger at full speed. Just as they were going to hit him head on, he jumps up into a tree. Gotta do something! Clear some of them out, so only a few are left... hmm...maybe this might work! He thinks as he jumps out of the tree and begins to push on it as hard as he can. Snapping and cracking sounds could be heard as the tree fell over, smashing a half of the group into a bloody pulp.

"You're a smart one, who knew, by the way you look, you'd swear, you were a dumb jackass," The leader says.

"Feh... jackass me? I don't think it's me, it's you, for willing to take me on, just as soon as I get rid of the rest, it'll just be me and you,"

The lead vampire laughed. "Don't make me laugh, there is no possible why you'd get rid of all these vampires so quickly, you would need time, and time enough for me to get away," he says laughing again.

Dagger smirks as he grabs a branch off the fallen tree. "Now you're making me laugh," he says as he skewers the rest of the vampires and then laughs.

"Looks like we're the only ones left, the rest are on a spit," he adds. The lead vampire hisses at him, raises his fist up, and charges straight for Dagger. They soon clash; the sound of their fists hitting each other sound just liked thunder.

"You should give up now; you're going to die right here for being a stubborn jackass,"

"Heh, I wouldn't count on it, you're the one whose gonna die,"

"No! No! Please don't spare me!" The lead vampire says as Dagger punches his hand through his chest and begins to squeeze on his heart.

Dagger looks at him. "Why should I? You deserve to die," He says as he rips the vampire’s heart out and then destroys it. The vampire fell limp to the ground with a horrified look on his face. That takes care of all of them. He thinks as he limps over to the old barn and sits down on the ground.

He lets out a sigh as he looks up at the sky. Wait till Fang sees the mess I've gotten myself into, he's not gonna let me be on guard every again. He thinks as he tries to move, but winces in pain. He was covered in dried blood, cuts, scrapes, bruises, and dirt. Soon the world around him goes dark as he sinks into unconsciousness.