Red Moon

Chapter 5

The golden lid of the coffin slowly started to slide open, then a pale hand came out and gripped the side of the lid. Next thing we knew the lid flew open, we stared in awe as the man who was in there sat up and yawned while stretching. What the actual fuck is going on!

"See I told you it was a guy.." Lucas whispered to Lucy who shot a glare at him. The guy suddenly turned his head towards us and looked at Lucas, I guess he heard him.

"Who are you people?" he asked looking confused, the first thing I caught sight of when he spoke was his fangs. O fuck this guy was a vampire, that's just fucking great. I guess my team noticed too because they all immediately pointed their guns at him. He let out a sighed "You humans never learn" He shook his head and started to get out of the coffin.

"Don't move or we'll shoot!" Ivy yelled threatening him but that only made him roll his eyes.

"If you wanted to kill me you would have shot me by now, plus your poor machinery can't kill me so I would suggest putting it down" he said as he got out of the coffin and brushed his clothes off. Who the fuck does this guy think he is and why the hell is he dressed like he just came out of a Shakespearian play? He was dressed in Victorian clothing that hasn't been in style for centuries.

"Tell me humans what year is it?" he asked as he leaned against his coffin and folded his arms. "2016" Ivy said in a no-duh tone, his eyes widened for a seconded and then he smirked.

"Well that explains why you people are dressed so strangely". We're dressed strangely? He can't be serious.

"Us? Dude you look like you're from the 1800's" Lucas scoffed at him. "That's because I am" He said bluntly, I rolled my eyes I'm getting tired of this guy, we're wasting too much time by talking to this guy we need to get out of here and take the supplies back home.

"We don't care what year you're from, we're not here to conversate with you. However I do want to know how you got out that coffin so start explaining or I'll shoot you in your damn head".

He turned his gaze to me and smirked "You're the one that opened my coffin". I raised and eyebrow at him.

"Open it? I didn't open it?".

He unfolded his arms and turned around and closed the lid of the coffin. He turned back around to me and pointed at the bloody hand print that was drying on the top of the coffin, "That is your hand print, is it not? This coffin can only be opened by human blood, all I needed was a drop of human blood to touch the lid of my coffin. Once you placed your bleeding hand on the lid it woke me up and unlocked the coffin".

He started walking down the steps in my direction but stopped right in his tracks as a bullet hit him in the arm. You can see the blood staining his dark green tunic but he seemed unfazed as he looked at the wound. He lifted his arm to examine it and pulled the silver bullet out of his arm. He placed it in his palm and examined it.

"Huh silver very clever, you people use to kill us with wood" he dropped the bullet to the ground and you can see the burn mark on his hand, but as soon as you saw it was gone. That bullet should've inflicted more damage on him, this isn't normal.

"What? Why aren't you screaming in pain? Why didn't that hurt you?" Lucy said, her eyes wide in obvious fear.

He smirked at her "It did but it only stung a bit, you can't kill me with that little silver bullet" he said sarcastically then turned his look back to me "and it wasn't nice of you to shoot me either Camilla".

Next thing I knew I had the wind knocked out of me as my back hit a wall making me drop my gun, I felt his hand wrapped around my neck. I could hear my teammates in the distance as they activated their suits and ran in my direction. I opened my eyes to see him sternly staring back at me.