Chapter 3: The Meeting...
Damien...
Humans - so damn stupid. You would have thought that they would have learned by now that they are really not top of the food chain, but no! Well at least some of them have the brains to know, I actually enjoy working for the FFH. I thought after finishing my daily bag of blood.
Over the intercom General Peterson bellowed. "Damien, get your undead arse here right this minute" Great just what I needed! "What now? You know you would think you guys could handle little problems without me!" Little did I know that this as not a small problem - this was major. Well at least it gives me something entertaining to do I guess.
Walking up to the boss's door I placed my head in the scanner as the machine scanned my black filled eyes. I could here Jeff swearing and ranting, must be bad I thought sarcastically, I know sad really. The 6 inch metal doors slide open after confirming my status in the unit. "What seems to be the problem sir" giving a mock salute, being over 800 years old kind of gives you some leverage over the people you work for. "Drop the act we have got a situation"
"What situation?"
"We've been compromised!" Jeff all but bellowed in my ear. Being a General automatically means he has an ear-splitting voice. "Who the hell could of comprised us, I mean were like the top government agency!" I answered, I mean I could have just read his mind but it's more fun this way- really. "This is fucking who!" Ok this is really not good he never swears. Jeff slid a piece of paper my way over the top of the mahogany desk. Not bothering to read the content of the letter I go straight for the name of who wrote it...
Midnight Rose
"Shit"
Midnight Rose is the most famous Vampire slayer in the ages. Well this could be interesting. "Is there a rose by any chance?" Stopping in his pacing of his office Jeff dug through his draws and pulls out a perfect white rose. "Strange it's not red" I mean it really I strange for her, she only leaves red but then again I only know her by reputation. "What the hell do you know about the Midnight rose person?"
"Well..." Thinking about everything I know about her it's not much really. "I recalled seeing her once, only in silhouette after a kill. Well I presume it was her. Anyway she arrived on the scene about 400 years ago, and kills of any vampires that kill a human. She kills them quick and easy and them leaves a red rose to show that it was her. Some of the undead community think she's a psychopath. The religious undead believe that she is the right hand of god come down to strike vengeance open the undead and the supernatural."
What a joke! Jeff who suddenly seemed mighty curious now was leaning on his desk. His old general uniform complete with every award and badge known to the military was hanging lose against his broad fame. "What do you think then?" Caught totally of guard I said "Hell if I know, she is supposed to be extremely beautiful, that death is in her eyes, she supposed to be strong and fast. Come on! Personally I think she's all fake, sometimes I just believe that it's a vamp that wants revenge!"
Rose...
"Hell if I know, she is supposed to be extremely beautiful, that death is in her eyes, she supposed to be strong and fast. Come on! Personally I think she's all fake, sometime I just believe that it's a vamp that wants revenge!" Well that hurt my feelings, not! You know security here got high tech, fast and I couldn't get out seen as my bike has mysteriously gone missing! So I just decided to sit tight and see what Peterson thought about my little intrusion.
Guess it's time to make myself known. "Well I'm extremely sorry to hear that" Slipping out of the vents and giving a sweet little smile to the astonished men, Typical solider Peterson goes for his gun and fires. Spinning away at an inhuman speed I grab the gun out of his hand and perch myself of his shiny desk. Looking behind me I see the bullet hole where my head used to be. "Know is that anyway to treat a guess? By the ay nice aim Peterson" I said sarcastically twirling the pistol on my finger. God I hated it when people shoot at me it just pisses me off. Still perched on his desk I studied the Vampire on the opposite side of the desk.
