Date: Thu, 31 Aug 2006 00:33:09 -0500
From: Coronda Glasper <jercolap@hotmail.com>
Subject: senior year of a young mutant chapter 6

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Thanks, and on with the story:

Senior Year of a Young Mutant

Chapter 6: Night Out, Part One

Our teams met in the conference room again for a debriefing.  Everyone took
their seats in their chairs in the war room.  Xavier sat at the head of the
table, with the senior members seated around it, Emma Frost to his right,
next to her Cyclops, then Phoenix, Storm, and Bishop. On the other side sat
Wolverine, Psylocke, Angel, Beast, and Rogue.  My team, Generation X, stood
around the table, me next to Shadowcat and Colossus, he next to
Nightcrawler, and on the other side of Shadowcat, Iceman and Havok, who
seemed to be getting along at least for now.  Both, however, looked
unsettled for some reason.  Alex had a small look of anger on his face,
while Bobby seemed more upset.  I wondered did something happen between the
two of them, but decided that now was not the time to ask about
it. Standing across the room from us were Quicksilver and Polaris, his
long-lost younger sister.

Cyclops filled Xavier in on the events of the mission, including the
sentinels, Graydon's technology, and Mystique killing Graydon and escaping
with his tech.  Xavier nodded, taking everything in, but I could tell that
he could feel the emotional tension, which was so thick it could be cut
with a knife at this point, especially with the cautious glances that were
sent from everyone who went on the mission to Quicksilver and Polaris.  In
fact, Professor X, Phoenix, Psylocke, Emma, and I could all feel it, I
could tell on our faces, but only Phoenix and I knew why everyone was
acting weird.

"Is there something else that I need to know about?" asked the Professor.
Those of us who knew him knew well enough that it wasn't really a question,
more of a polite demand to tell him what else happened on the mission.

"Well, yes there's something else," stated Cyclops.  "We learned on the
mission that Polaris is Magneto's daughter."

At hearing this, there was an audible gasp from some of the other X-men,
who hadn't gone on the outing with us.

"Well then she can't be trusted, can she?" bluntly stated Emma.

"Everyone still says the same about you," noted Psylocke.

"I meant that sarcastically," replied Emma, annoyed.  "So just because you
discover that she is Magneto's daughter, automatically she's inherently
evil?  I hardly think that's fair.  I mean look at me." All of the senior
team members stared at Emma with a `what's your point' expression. "Okay
fine, if not me, look at Rogue? Or Wolverine?  Or even you, Miss Grey," she
said mockingly looking at Jean.  "We haven't forgotten about that Dark
Phoenix incident."

"Which was all due to the Phoenix Force cloning me and living as me, and if
I recall correctly, the person whose fault that the Phoenix went nuts was,
hmmm, let me think, you," replied Phoenix, staring back just as intently.

"The Phoenix was going crazy before that, which, if it were a clone, means
that you have the same potential for madness."  Jean seemed to be ready to
say something, but kept quiet, contemplating the fact, probably wondering
if Emma had just read her mind.  I new they had some past history, but I
didn't know it went that deep.  And being constantly reminded of Jean's
experiences with the Phoenix, I was even more relieved that I didn't hold
that kind of power anymore.

"My point," Emma continued, "is that, like a generous portion of us here,
she just comes from bad blood, but no one else here receives that sort of
treatment."

"But now there's two of them," said Rogue.

"You and Nightcrawler are related as well," retaliated Emma.  "I would
think that the two of you would be the most accepting.

"Emma is right, Rogue," said Nightcrawler.  "I don't like Mystique, and I'm
sure that you have had longer to dislike her.  So we should be considerate
of them. After all, we are riding in the same boat." Rogue reluctantly
nodded in reply.

"Thank you," Emma said, and then added, "Besides, I think that someone else
needs to come clean himself," she said, looking at the Professor.

"There's nothing to come clean about," said Polaris.  "I know that I'm
adopted.  But my real parents died in a plane crash, and I was adopted by
my aunt and uncle.  That man is not my father."

"I'm afraid, child, that he is," replied Xavier. "Polaris, you are,
truthfully, Magnus's daughter." This received a gasp from most assembled,
including Polaris and Quicksilver.

"You knew that she was Magneto's daughter, and you didn't say anything?!"
shouted Quicksilver.  "You didn't even tell me she was my sister?!"

"You knew that tyrant was my father?! How could you not tell me?!" shouted
an outraged Lorna.  As she said this, a whirring sound was heard throughout
the room, as every metallic object in the room vibrated and the monitors
waved with static, an effect of her anger coupled with her magnetic powers.

"How long have you know, this?" asked Jean, in a much calmer manner.

"For quite some time. I suspected she was at the time of her birth, but it
became obvious when her powers manifested.  I think that in order to
explain how I discovered this requires that I start with some history on
Magnus.

"Magnus was at one time married to a woman named Magda Maximoff."

"My mother?" asked Pietro.

"Yes, your mother.  Magda had first given birth to a girl named Anya.
Sadly she died during a mutant-hating attack on Magnus's home.  Erik and
Magda, who was at the time pregnant with both you and your twin sister,
Wanda, were both able to escape, but sadly were unable to save Anya in time
and she died due to the fire.  Magda, who feared further danger to her
children due to Magnus's powers and further mutant-hating riots, ran off,
keeping Magnus from the two of you.

"After this time, Magnus began to fall into depression and his anger and
hatred over the treatments of humans to minorities began to resurface again
for the first time since his imprisonment in concentration camps."

"I still don't understand what this has to do with me," asked Polaris.

"Well...." Xavier looked like he was having a hard time with whatever he
had to say, as if this were delicate information.

"Magneto the human-hater was horny?" quipped Iceman, immediately after
getting a elbow to the gut from Shadowcat.

"You pig!" she said in disgust at him.  I agreed.  Bobby didn't know when
the hell to shut up.  However, Xavier seemed to be silent following this.
From his silence, we all knew that Bobby had bluntly hit the nail on the
head.

Hesitantly, Xavier began to speak again. "Magnus had a series of one night
stands for a while, one of which was with Lorna's mother, who at the time
had problems in her marriage with her husband.  Following this, Mrs. Dane
became pregnant, but Magnus had long since moved on.  Mrs. Dane convinced
her husband that it was his child.  I monitored the situation from a
distance, especially since I learned of the child's green hair from the
minds of the doctors who delivered the child.  I surmised that it was
possibly his child, but it could have been that Lorna inherited an X-gene
from one of her parents."  The next part he said to Lorna directly. "But
when you were found the only survivor of a plane crash, where the majority
of the metal was magnetized, I knew then that you were really his daughter.

"I tried to intervene at that time, but your aunt and uncle wanted you to
grow up normal, and I agreed as legally they had parental rights.  But when
your powers re-manifested, they agreed to send you here for training."

"Why didn't you tell me this?!" Polaris shouted.

"Why didn't you tell us?" asked Cyclops, who also wasn't happy.

"I didn't know how to tell you, Lorna because I didn't wan you upset with
you just learning to control your powers.  And I didn't tell the rest of
you because I didn't want you thinking evilly of Lorna," the Professor said
in answer to each question.  "I didn't want you casting out Lorna like you
did to Gambit."  At saying that, the majority of the assembled teams
cringed. When they learned of Gambit's past, they all were pretty hard on
him.  And I myself began to feel embarrassed and ashamed.  I was able to
understand Remy, but I didn't even think to give Lorna a chance.  And I
even doubted Pietro.

"It's okay," Lorna said in reply to Xavier. "I wish I'd never known.  The
bastard daughter of a mutant tyrant," she said before breaking down in
tears.  Pietro tried to stop her, but she pushed past him and ran out the
room.

Pietro looked to the Professor, an angry look on his face, before literally
speeding out after Lorna.

"If there are no more questions, everyone is dismissed," said Xavier
wearily, and with that, everyone began to leave.

I went up to my room and Logan and I began to share a shower with each
other, cleaning the sweat and dirt from earlier from us.  Afterward, we
curled up with each other.

"I gotta talk to Lorna in the morning," I said to Logan as he spooned up
behind me.

"Good idea," he replied as he nuzzled his face into my back.  "Get in her
face about the whole situation when all she wants is to not think about
it."

"I'm not sure that's what's gonna happen, Logan," I argued.  "She seems
more the type to think on a subject until it consumes her."

"Hmmm.  Well alright.  But be sensitive about the subject," he replied
before kissing me on my neck, then falling asleep.  I smiled to myself and
went to sleep as well.


****

Friday morning got off to a good start.  I awoke and went to the bathroom,
intending to take a hot shower before class.  Turned out Logan was in the
shower already, and the shower became even hotter than originally intended.

After Logan and I finished (we had to settle for a single love-making
session, since we didn't have much time to work with), we re-showered, then
got dressed and headed in our separate directions, Logan to the Danger Room
and myself to classes.  I'd had to transfer out of the Spanish class I had
first hour because after the event with the scroll, I was still able to
understand any language simply by reading or listening to it.  So instead,
I was in Mrs. Summers' psychology class first period.  The lesson was very
interesting, Freud and all that.  This class, however, I had with none of
my friends. Next I proceeded to my first English class, the one that was
required for graduation, which was taught by Mr. Summers (we now had to
call everyone by an official name during instructional time, a suggestion
made by Em...Ms. Frost so that students not assigned to any field duty team
would not feel that we who were on teams were receiving favoritism).  After
that class, in which we studied English literature, I had my Advanced
Placement English course, which was to prepare for college acceptance and
possibly speed up my schooling.  I waved as Bobby and Kitty left the room.
I seriously wondered how this class would go. John had been in AP with me
before he left the school, so now the only other people I knew in this
class were Pete, Pietro and Lorna.  Lorna and Pietro walked in together,
and I could tell Pietro had all but dragged her here.  The other chairs
were all ready being filled by the rest of the students in the class, so
they had no choice but to take heir usual seats, Pietro to my left, and
Lorna to my right.

I figured I had to talk to them.  I had to let them know how much of an ass
I felt since we learned the truth.  I turned to Lorna, but before I opened
my mouth...

"Don't.  I don't want to talk about it.  If you want to apologize, that's
fine, but I don't want to talk about it," she said, looking at her copy of
Othello, the play we were to begin discussing today.

"I'm...Lorna..." I didn't know what to say. There was nothing that I could
say.

<She won't talk to me either,> I heard thought-spoken, and I turned to
Pietro, who was the one who spoke.  <She's broken right now.  She learned
so much about the truth in so little time.  I'm glad to know that she's my
sister, I'm ecstatic.  But after last night...>

<Last night?> I asked.

<I was able to catch up with her, and get into her room.  She attacked me
at first, but then she just broke down crying.  I held her, and she fell
asleep after crying for, like, an hour.  A real time hour, not me
exaggerating because I'm super fast so time is slower for me so it seems
like an hour has passed when it's a minute hour.>

<Damn.  She needs to open up.  That can't be good for her.> I replied.

<Could you two stop talking about me like I'm not here?> I heard angrily
shouted mentally.  I turned to look at Lorna, and included her into a
three-way mind-link with myself and Pietro.

<We wouldn't be if you would talk to us,> retorted Pietro.

<What's there to say?> said Lorna with an audible sigh.  <My father is a
psycho, my mother was an adulterous whore, and I'm the screwed up result,
who has a crush on two gay men.>

<Huh?> I was thrown for a loop.  Lorna had a crush? On two gay men?

<Alex and Bobby are bisexual, sis,> said Pietro, clarifying which `gay' men
she meant.

<Yeah but they're both taken bisexual men, taken by men.>

<Actually, not anymore,> replied Pietro with a scowl on his face.  At
hearing this, I turned to look at him.  Even I was surprised.  The last
time I checked, Pietro was dating Alex and Bobby was dating Hank.

<What happened?> I asked him.

<Well in Bobby's case, he and Hank had an argument about Bobby's antics
with Scott that day in class when he was playing with the ice sculpture.
Hank felt that Bobby was being too immature for his age and was also doing
more than just joking around, that he was trying to say he was interested
in other guys.  Bobby got upset and started to complain that he wasn't
being immature, and the only reason that Hank would say something like that
was because he was insecure of himself and his looks.>

<And what did Hank say?> asked Lorna.

<Hank told Bobby it was over.  Bobby tried to talk him down, but Hank told
him that they should never have become more than friends anyway, and told
him to get his things out of his room.>

<Whoa.> I was completely surprised and felt bad for both of them.  Bobby
should have known by now how seriously self-conscious Hank was about his
appearance.  I didn't know, though, if I was more upset for them, or more
upset that Bobby didn't tell me.  Why couldn't he tell me?  I decided to
change the subject from Bobby to Pietro. < And what about you and Alex?>

<Alex and I were much less dramatic.  We finally decided to do the do, for
both our first times, and realized that we weren't bedroom compatible.  In
this case, I get off too fast because of my powers.>

<Ewwww! Okay, Josh, let me out the link!!> Lorna said, repulsiveness on her
face.  Obviously she hadn't wanted to know all that.  <Now I definitely
don't want either of them.>

<Lorna, don't let what happened between the two of us and our ex's get
between you and them.  After all, you may find that you like Alex.>

<Or she might like Bobby,> I added.  After all, he and I were best friends
and roommates prior to me rooming with Logan.

<Or Bobby,> said Lorna.  She began to become enwrapped in her own thoughts
and I pulled out of her mind.  I had my own boyfriend, and was not going to
be tempted by her fantasies with Bobby and Alex.  Besides, Mr. Summers
walked in at that moment, ready to begin class.

After English, I had a study period in the library with Bobby, Lorna,
Kitty, and Peter. Lorna seemed a little on edge, wondering if the others
still thought negatively of her. She didn't have to worry about that much,
thought.  Bobby was still in a somber mood, and I knew why.  Kitty and
Peter, on the other hand, were a different story.  They kept silent, every
now and then looking up from their books to peer at Lorna, as if they were
gauging whether or not she was going to kill them on the spot.  I decided
that the best way to help them get over the new knowledge was to keep
things like they were normal (or as normal as they can get when you're in a
school of mutants).  And who knows, maybe I could get my buddy back on
track as well.

"So guys, you'll never guess who Lorna has a crush on?" I said quietly, not
wanting the librarian, Ms. Frost, to hear us. (And, by the way, what
librarian exposes that much cleavage?!)  Lorna looked at me wide-eyed, no
longer concerned with the others dislike, but now urging me with her eyes
not to say anything.

Any animosity Kitty may have had evaporated with that statement, as she
instantly perked.  "Ooooh!!  Who is it?  Who's the man that's caught your
eye?" she asked excitedly.  Peter seemed to not care completely, only
looking at Kitty like she was a nut. Bobby's head rose from the book that
he wasn't reading, as it was upside down anyway, his own interest piqued.

"Men, Kitty, men.  There's two of them." I added with a grin.  Lorna stared
at me harder.

"Ooooooohhhh!!  Lorna!!  Nasty!" Kitty said."No!!! Not two of them like
that! I wouldn't want them at the same time!! I mean, I like them both, but
I wouldn't do that to them!"

"So who are the lucky guys?" asked Bobby, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
Pete gave an exasperated sigh, realizing that Bobby was putting his moves
on Lorna.

Which were working.  "Ummmmmmm..." Lorna began to turn beet red.

Bobby seemed to have gotten his confidence back, because he smiled, then
said, "How about we talk it over.  At dinner tonight, say 8 tonight?  We
can get some leave time and go to a restaurant outside of campus?"

"Um...okay," Lorna replied, blushing.

"Good.  Now in the mean time, how about we get to know each other better?"

"Okay...what would you like to know?"

"Well...you're from the same hometown as me, so, are you a Sox fan?"

"I love the sox!" she replied, seeing that they already had something in
common.  I looked to Kitty and Pete, who both nodded and we three rose and
moved to another table to let the new lovebirds talk among themselves.  It
made me happy to see them together.

After the study period was lunch time.  I looked all over for Logan, but
didn't see him anywhere, so I sat with my team instead.

"Logan's nowhere to be found, is he?" asked Bobby, who was sitting next to
Lorna, holding hands.  Alex sat next to her, looking slightly pissed.  It
was my guess that Alex actually had a thing for Lorna, too, and Bobby beat
him to the punch.  Oh well.  He'd get over it.

Peter seemed to be looking on, slightly upset as well.  I wondered why, and
internally slapped myself.  I knew that Pete was gay.  He probably had a
crush on bobby!  And I totally ruined it by getting him set up with Lorna!
Kitty looked on at the spectacle and just looked on, dreamy eyed, probably
fantasizing about having her own relationship like that.

<No sense in drooling, Kitty,> I sent.  Kitty seemed to snap out of a
trance.

<Hey!  If I can't sneak up behind you with my powers, you can't invade my
head with yours!> she replied.

<Okay, fair enough,> I replied.  <All I gleaned, though, was that you were
fantasizing about having a relationship similar to the one that Bobby is
developing with Lorna.> <It's true.  It's been a long time since I've had
an actual boyfriend.>

<Well maybe we could hook you up with someone?>

<You're right.  You think that maybe Pete would go out with me?> asked
Kitty looking at Pete.

I could see why she would like him.  Perfectly sculpted muscles on that
tall hunky Russian frame, those sexy green--stop it!!! I told myself, I
have a boyfriend already!!

<He's hot, I'll admit,> I replied to Kitty, <but he's most definitely gay.
It won't work out.>

<I know,> she replied.  <Just wishful thinking.>

We continued eating our lunch and talking among each other, and I reminded
them all that we had training following school.


This training session actually went much smoother than the last.  We
repeated the mirror-maze session, and, while I still beat the other 7 of my
teammates, It was much harder with them working together.  However, they
still only managed to team up in smaller groups, and I was still able to
beat them all.  Even Bobby and Alex were teamed together when they attacked
me.  Though when the training seminar ended, I could tell they had simply
learned how to settle their differences during battle.  Alex tried to hit
on Lorna, which aggravated Bobby and caused another spat, which I had to
resolve by putting both of them in a telekinetic field.

"Alright, you two that's enough!" I shouted.

"Sorry," they both said simultaneously.

"Forgiven." I checked the time.  7pm.  The sun had completely set now.
"Alright," training's over.  Everyone meet back here again, at 5 tomorrow."
Everyone nodded their consent, and Bobby and Lorna hurriedly left to go
prepare for their date.  The others followed suit.  I telekinetically
changed my clothes to a black turtleneck with a black leather jacket and
blue jeans with black boots, and retrieved my stakes and a pair of Sais
from my weapons closet in one of the walls of the danger room.

"Hey Josh," I heard a voice say, and I turned to see Pete at the door.

"Yeah, Pete?" I asked, while I continued getting ready, hiding the sais in
concealed holsters in the lining of my jacket, then putting the stakes in
concealed areas of the sleeves of the jacket.

"You want any company while you're out tonight?" Pete asked.

"Thanks, but no thanks," I replied.  "After the incident with Pyro, I don't
want to be responsible for any more runaways."

"Aww, come on, please?" he begged with his eyes.  He began to give me this
really cute puppy dog eye face, and I had to admit it made him look
adorable, damn sexy too.

"Okay," I consented. "But you can't dress in you X-uniform, in the case of
being seen.

"Okay, well then, dress me," he replied.

I thought for a moment, making sure to remember what his uniform actually
looked like, and then changed it to a blue t-shirt and black leather pants,
with a black leather jacket. I gave him some stakes for his jacket, and
some holy water as well.  I had to use some effort, but I was able to
augment his clothing to the same stretch material as his uniform, so that
if he did need to use his powers, he would be able to.

"Hey! I want an outfit like that one!" I heard from the door. I turned to
see Alex Summers, gawking at Pete.

"Sorry, they're for Slayers only.  And slayer aides." I replied.

"So you're going demon hunting?  Count me in.  I'm bored," he replied.

"Alex, you've never been in any missions, save your help at the airport
that one time."

"Yeah I have! I helped against Apocalypse, remember?.  Come on, Josh,
please?" He begged.  And again with the adorable puppy-dog eyes.

"You guys are gonna make me sick with this puppy-dog shit," I answered.  I
had to admit, he did help out during the Apocalypse event.  "Alright, hold
still," I told him.  Alex complied, and I turned his uniform into a black
long-sleeved tee, with a brown leather jacket and blue-jeans, with black
sneakers.  I then gave him a few stakes to stash in his jacket.  I then
gave each of them a wristwatch similar to mine, a new device I picked up
from Hank McCoy, which blocked our mutant signature from mutant-detection
devices.

"Okay, rules of the outing.  You've gone through self-defense training with
Logan, so you should hopefully be pretty skilled in hand to hand combat.
We are going to hit up the neighborhood graveyards first, then span out and
go to the hot spots, nightclubs, places that demons may go to lure the
young and stupid into their early deaths.  We are going to kill the demons
that we encounter, making sure to remain inconspicuous.  No mutant powers
unless absolutely necessary.  People have a habit of not believing the
mystical and demonic occurrences that happen right in front of them, for
fear of being considered crazy by others.  Therefore, if we rescue someone
from vampires or demons, we will be fine, we can simply say that we are
good fighters and experienced with these things.  The second we use a
mutant ability in sight of others, we're screwed, our innocents will be
more fearful than grateful, and we end up with extra unwanted attention,
cops, press, etc.  So we do our best to remain low profile.  This won't be
a problem in the cemetery, but in the clubs it's a different story.  Any
questions before we head out?"

Alex raised his hand, and I nodded to him. "How are we going to get into a
night club?  None of us are 21."

"Leave that to me. Anything else?" Neither of them responded.  "Good. Do
any bathroom breaking that you need to now, because we leave in fifteen."

********

After we were all ready, we all got together and piled into my mom's
convertible, which she allowed me to use to get from place to place while I
was slaying.  We rode to the nearest cemetery, and got out.  It wasn't
gated, just a smaller graveyard near an older church.

As I walked through, Pete and Alex stayed close.  Pete was very alert, but
Alex seemed to be distracted.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

"Nothing, just, cemetery.  Eerie.  Things go bump in the night and all
that.  Creepy," he replied with a small shudder before adding, "How do we
know that there will be demons or vampires here anyway?"

"News reports," I answered.  "The news showed a couple days ago where a
group of four teenagers were killed by some sort of rabid animal.  But the
photos showed hemorrhaging and wounds around the neck, signs of vampires.
I followed this up with reading the obituaries and reading where the boys'
funerals would take place."  Alex nodded in understanding, still visibly
creeped out.

"it's okay," replied Pete to Alex with a friendly smile.  "We're here
together.  Nothing bad could hap---AHHHH!!"

Pete cried out because just then, a strong hand grabbed around his ankle
from underneath.  He didn't notice that he was standing on top of a grave
until the hand grabbed him and began to try and pull him under.

I grabbed him by the arms and with my slayer-enhanced strength pulled him
free from the vampire's grasp.  The second he was free, the ground covering
the grave seemed to explode apart as the vampire sprang from his dirt
prison.  He was a large demon, almost as tall as Pete, and equally as
muscular.  This meant big trouble, as he was probably already strong in his
previous life, and adding demonic strength to that as well...

His rising seemed to be a call to the dead or something, as 3 more graves
opened up, as the remaining football players rose. Figures that their
killers turned them instead of leaving them for dead.  One of the three
players was slightly shorter than the largest, which I named Big Ugly,
because he looked big and ugly as a vampire.  I named the second Midsize,
because he was between size of Big Ugly and the smaller two, who must have
been receivers or quarterbacks because, while they were fit, they weren't
very large or tall.

"Pete, I want you to take the smaller two.  Alex, you take Midsize.  I'll
take Big Ugly."  They nodded, accepting their orders, and we three got to
work.

Big Ugly growled like a feral beast before swinging a punch at me.  I
caught his fist with both my hands, and attempted to throw him onto his
back.  This failed miserably, as he didn't budge, and used my momentum
against me, grabbing me with his other arm and pulling me to him in an
intense bear hug.  I was suffocating to death rapidly.

It wouldn't do to call for help.  I paired Pete with the other two because
I figured with his natural strength, he could handle both of them.  The
problem was that they were just so damn fast.  I watched as one jumped and
spun, kicking at Pete's chest.  He blocked, catching the foot, but the
other was able to get behind Pete and kick him behind his leg, causing him
to drop the vamp he held and fall to the ground.

Alex also was preoccupied, holding his own against the vamp he fought
against.  Both his stakes lay on the ground, however, apparently due to two
failed attempts to stab and kill the vampire.

I had to get free to help them.  It was a mistake to bring them here.  They
were going to die with me.

Then the unexpected happened.  The two smaller vamps began to kick Pete at
the same time.  Pete dodged just in time, causing them to kick each other
in the chest.  As they both fell to the ground, Pete quickly pulled a stake
from one sleeve, jamming it into the heart of one of the two, and it roared
as it exploded in a cloud of dust.  This seemed to aggravate the other, who
flipped to his feet and attempted another jump kick.  Pete blocked this
one, and this time, raised the vamp by his leg and slammed him to the
ground.

"Hey!" shouted the vamp holding me.  "Quit fuckin up and kill that fucker!"
He was scolding the vamp fighting Pete, but he also loosened his grip. I
thrust my body up, causing him to bite his tongue when my head hit him
under his chin.  He screamed and howled in pain, and let me go, his hands
covering his mouth, blood spewing from it.  While he was in pain, I kicked
him in his gut, left exposed, and then kicked him in the face when his
hands went to his stomach.  I then jumped, spun, and kicked him in the
face, and he spun with the impact and fell on his back, causing the ground
to shake with the impact.  I knelt over him and pulled out a stake,
stabbing Big Ugly through the chest and heart, and moved backward as he
decomposed, his body collapsing as it turned to dust.

I looked back to see Pete holding his remaining vamp in a choke hold,
picking up his stake from the ground and jamming it into his heart.  The
other vampire, the one fighting Alex, became scared and ran.  Alex gave
chase a little, before picking up a rock from the ground and tossing it as
hard as he could.  It made impact with the back of the demon's head,
causing it to fall to the ground.  Alex picked up one of his stakes from
the ground and closed in on the demon. As he neared the vamp, it flipped to
its feet, performing a spinning roundhouse that knocked the stake from
Alex's hand.  It then punched at Alex with his right fist.  Alex blocked
with his left forearm, then thrust his right arm forward and behind the
vamp's neck, his hand grabbing the vamp at the base of its neck, then
pulled down with his hand while lifting his right knee, and the demon
howled in pain, its nose broken.  Alex used this time to pick up his stake
from the ground, and jammed it as hard as he could through Midsize's chest.

Alex coughed out the dust that went into his mouth, and shook his clothes
clean.  "Well, that was fun."

"That's nothing.  We've only begun," I replied, then as an afterthought, I
asked, "Where'd you learn to throw like that?"

"I love football," was his simple reply.

"Fair enough," I said as the three of us headed back to the car.  "C'mon,
men, we're goin' clubbin'."


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