Gregory's Angel

Gregory's Angel Chapter 7

Rudolph desperately tried to protest against his father to let us be. His father, Fredrick, never budged, although was debating against many choices.
Abruptly, there was a screeching sound of tires. In panic, I looked back to see the familiar truck standing on the hill. The headlights blinked off, and a man rumbled out.
He held a bright cross, illuminated by electricity. The clan of vampires shrieked and scurried. Fredrick spread out his arms in defense against his family.
Tony was despairingly searching for some way to stop the man. I had another brilliant idea.
I ran in front of the man, screaming.
He stared at me blankly. I picked up a large stone and chucked it at him.
It worked. He got conked on the head and dropped the cross. Tony ran to the electrical plug and tore it apart.
The cross's light died out, and Fredrick almost collapsed then and there.
Tony and I ran over to help him with the rest of his family. Gregory stood in the background while I sat beside Fredrick.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't know! I'm such an idiot!" I blurted, feeling heat flush up my face.
Freda gave me a wide, sleepy smile. "Dear, why are you apologizing? You saved us. I thank you," she replied in a tender voice.
Rudolph beamed. "Tony saved us too!"
Fredrick lifted his eyes to mine. "Thank you."
I felt my face blotch up even more. "Don't mention it," I murmured.
Anna, one of the children, smiled. "Don't be shy. You're a heroine!" she said brightly.
Freda looked at Gregory expectantly. "Gregory? Do you have anything to say?" she questioned.
Gregory gazed at me momentarily, then nodded numbly. "Thank you," he mumbled, crossing his arms.
Freda smiled, then turned back to me. "Do you know anywhere were we could get animal blood?" she implored sweetly.
I nodded. "It's in the forest nearby my house. Follow me."
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I leaned against the same tree as the vampire family hunted. Gregory stood back a moment, deciding if this was a trap or not.
"I'm not going to kill you," I reminded him scornfully.
He scowled at me. "Of course not. But you never know with you mortals," he replied ruthfully.
He made the word 'mortals' sound like some serious diesease. I made my snarlish expression more menancing.
Gregory crossed his arms at me. "I'm going hunting. If you dare to betray us, it'll be the last thing you do, human," he spat, then sprinted off in unhumanly speed, leaving me fuming.
Out of nowhere, Rudolph came up, wiping his mouth. "Don't worry. Gregory's always moody like that. He was transformed when he was going through puberty, so he's always edgy," he informed me, sitting on the ground while he waited for the rest of his family.
"Oh," was my genius response. "Thank you for telling me now, or else I would've ripped off his head with his attitude."