February 29

5 1 1
                                    

   Never in my life as a werewolf have I ever considered vampires to be an actual threat until about a few days ago. And I sit here thinking about the way Francis died, I have no regrets or sorrow, and I realize how little sympathy I had for when I found out I inexplicably killed Jax's girlfriend and shortly thereafter butchered him shish kabob style. I know now isn't the time to be having regrets or second thoughts on how to deal with threats against me and my own but I do wonder if becoming a wolf has caused a massive decrease in my moral code or if I could honestly have been the same way even if I had never become a wolf.

   Anyways, the reason these thoughts popped up in my head is because I am currently watching the news of the wrecked building where Francis met his demise. I came back from school today and found nothing. Absolutely nothing on the identity of the two remaining vampires and its driving me crazy. I wonder how they are taking the death of their comrade, I know I would have been pissed beyond measure. On screen the police, fire department, and every other government official you can think of is combing through the wreckage with a laziness that says they think the building collapsed on its own due to its age and decay. Well, at least they aren't totally wrong. Had that building been kept under good care, I don't think it would've fallen the way that it had.

   I hold my breath as a construction worker starts moving pieces of rock where Francis is buried. Ready for a closed case of the collapsed building become the open possible murder case if not a accident caused by the man hidden there. I explained about 2 entries back how fear and dread was the theme of the day. But never more had it been right then right now. The construction worker had lifted debris to uncover not a body but a torn up leather jacket that Francis had worn. It really isn't possible for Francis to have escaped considering the damaged I had done.

   How long? How long did it take for Francis to dig himself out of that stone grave and rejoin the world? I hadn't seen him in class, nor after or before school. So he must be recovering. Do his partners know about it? Is that why they hadn't come for retaliation yet? My head is spinning but all the same I scan the area around the wreckage. Trees surrounded the area so it might be possible that Jax is hiding there for the time being.

   I look and I look and I look, but I find nothing. I am just about to call it quits until, very faintly i see a shift. The TV doesn't have the best quality so seeing that shift causes debates in my mind over whether it was Francis or maybe a rogue dear or just a tree moving with the wind. Turns out that neither of these answers are correct. And I am glad for it. I had written off the day to be one of no knowledge acquired but right now I can see the two vampires I have yet to identify. 

   And I can see that I know them very well. To the right is a man named Ethan Harrison, he is very quiet in school but I have never met anyone so smart. This kid is a whiz at riddles and stunned the class with his take on the decisions of many wars and how the US should have better responded. To the left of him is a woman. A sadistic little bitch who couldn't care less about anyone. The stories about her border on horror stories that'll make Stephen King himself shudder.

   They watch from a safe distance away from the wreckage. Both have horrifying smiles on their faces as if they know something that no one else does. I have the final two vampires. What should I do? What should I do? If I use the library method to tell them, they promised to reward me and since I won their game, I might get Stacy back. But if I decide to attack them when they least expect it then I could possibly eliminate the threat before it comes to exchanging blows. But how do I find Stacy then? No, I need to tell them. Tomorrow I will leave the message, maybe I can figure out a plan by then. 

   The more I think about this the more I feel trapped. I look back to the two figures on the screen. Maybe..... I won the game, I feel like it is time they play by mine. I am currently formulating a plan in my head but considering how well the last one worked out, I don't think it'll be good. But I have to try. I smile because I know how I can win this. Mason out.

Mason's DiaryWhere stories live. Discover now