Ice Cold Fangs

Interlude: Bad Luck Ally

Hey, how are you guys? It's been a hot minute, as I said before... my laptop is fried, and I'm going to have to get a new one. I'm typing this all out on my mom's old laptop, which is super slow, so it's not the best...

Also, the next chapter is going to be pushed back even further because I hate the way it was turning out, so I'm going to rewrite it.

But I didn't want to keep you guys waiting, so have this... a chapter that follows Fm almost dying to a vampire! :D

Warning for blood and death... (of course)

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It was around ten at night when someone called to the station. Hal had picked up the phone at lightning speed. Fm couldn't hear what the person was on the other end saying, but Hal's face said it all.

Hal put down the phone and turned to Fm and a few of the other cops. "Men! It seems like our killer is striking again!" He boomed out. Fm ever wondered if Hal even has an indoor voice.

They scrambled into heading towards Bad Luck Ally. Which seemed to fitting for someone to die there... Fm was in the car with Hal, who was driving like crazy. If Hal wasn't in a police car, he would have been ticketed for speeding for sure.

The two of them arrived at the alley before any of the other cops but even with Hal's speed. They were too late... and there laid a dead body ripped on the floor.

And the killer as well... a woman with silver hair and yellow eyes? Maybe they just seemed like that with the headlights.

Fm bolted out of the car after their killer. She let out a yelp and started to run.

Which Fm felt was odd... maybe it's just a facade to try and trick them. Unfortunately for her, this woman was covered in blood.

The woman stopped. She was corned. She picked up something from the ground it was too dark out for Fm to see what it was. He was getting closer, and Fm started pulling out his tazer.

The woman turned toward Fm with a look of terror in her eyes. And the next thing Fm knew. She lunged at him and bit him in the shoulder.

Fm let out a cry of pain. It was like a hundred knives were being stabbed in his shoulder all at once.

Fm fell to the ground as he was doing so. He heard Hal's voice. "Stop right there!" Fm's vision was getting blurry, and he couldn't see what happened next.

Fm felt something else touching his shoulder. He could hear the other sirens. Hal barked at one of the other cops. "Don't just stand there! Call an ambulance!"

Fm felt tired. He wanted to close his eyes and fall into sleep, but something was telling him that if he did that, he would die.

"Officer Fm?" Hal asked, his voice at a low volume, which Fm was surprised that was possible for Hal. "Are you still here?"

Fm tried to speak, but it was like cotton was in his mouth. He looked to his shoulder to see Hal was using his jacket to stop Fm from bleeding out.

There was a lot of blood soaking through the jacket, and Fm vision was beginning to fade. He tried to fight it off, but the next thing he knew. He heard Hal calling out his name.

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Fm woke up with a headache. His right shoulder stung like hell and there was some beeping noise that was making his headache worse.

He let out a groan of pain, which seemed to grab someone's attention.

"Oh thank fucking god!" The voice said. Fm looked up to see Aaron, his neighbor and good friend there. "Dude... what the hell happened last night?"

Fm brain tried to rationalize on what had happened before he finally accepted what actually happened....

The killer was a vampire.