Verisimilitude

8 side by side

Daniel Howell looked down and saw nothing but blood.
But he didn't collapse.

Instead the Vampire gazed down at his wound and grew angry. Fire filled his eyes as he fists clenched. The boy looked up to see the terrified eyes of none other then Logan Paul. The blond boy was shitting himself as he dropped his gun. Knowing it was now useless against his enemy's.

" You shot me" Dan spat angrily.

Logan backed up until his back hit the wall.
" I Uh..." he trailed off.

" You little bitch" Dan spat.

" You killed my brother, all you vampires did!" Logan defended, tears coming to his eyes.
" He was all I had left!".

Dan smiled mercilessly.
" I don't know what you're talking about. I fed of him".
The vampire gestures to Phil who had been brought to attention due to someone saying his voice. The human slowly stood from his chair and took his hood off.

Phil pulled the zip to his jacket down a little bit. Then pulled back the clothing to expose his pale neck. His pale neck that was riddled with fresh and old bite marks. Some healing, some newer.

" Ever since I found out what he was. I was sure he would never need to feed again" Phil spoke, his voice deep and strong.

Logan pulled his eyes away from the gruesome sight. Then landed on Felix.
" Then you!" He accused.

Felix stood and held his hands in the air.
" Hey buddy I was high as shit a few towns over when your bro died".

Logan's eye sight trailed to Mark. It had to be him. He was the only vampire left.
" Then YOU!" He yelled, standing.

Jack stepped out from behind Mark. Reached up to pull slightly at the collar around Marks neck. Booking his index finger underneath it and tugging it a small bit.

" He was with me when Jake was murdered" Jack said.

" Then What fucking vampire in this town ended my brother!" Logan screamed.

The whole room feel silent. No one knew. Mark, Felix and Dan where the only vampire in town.

The silence was interrupted when someone came crushing through the door. It had been kicked in and a gruff man with a white beard and a hunting hat burst in. He welded a gun in his hands.

" It was me shit bag" the old man spat.

Mark turned just in time to see the gun blast. The bullet wizzed through the air and split through and through Logan head. The human, lifeless body fell to the floor.

No one bothered to care.

Mark stepped towards the intruder.
" Father?" He asked.

The man smiled, showing off fangs.
" Nice to see you again Boy".

Silence fell into the room as tears sprang to Marks eyes. His father was alive. After all this time. He was alive.

" This is some star wars shit right there" Felix swore in the background.

" I thought you were dead" Mark said, ignoring Felix.

The old man chuckled.
" Vampires can't die that easily".

Mark was stunned as paramedics rushed in and lifted a very much alive Shane Dawson onto a stretcher. He was wheeled out with his live in toe.
He would be okay.

The rest of the students filed out, no cops to be seen.

" But the cops" Jack said.

Mark's father chuckled lightly again.
" I am the sheriff, just not of this town anyone. The folks know me around here though. You'll all be fine".

The red head tried to find the words. The right questions to fit the answers he wanted.

"But- you got your head cut of and, and how did I not know you were alive?! And why just Kill Logan?" Mark interrogated.

" Nothing kills ya after you get to old when you're a vampire. You didn't know I was alive because I didn't want you to know, you have to learn to live by yourself. And why'd I kill that boy? He's a pain in my ass!" The man swore.

Mark laughed happy tears and hugged his father. He held him tight like he would loose him again.

" I'm so glad to see you again" Mark whispers.

The old Man broke the hug.
" I'm sorry Mark, but I can't stay for long. I have...things to do".

Mark was confused.
" What do you mean? What do you have to do?".

The old man chuckled lightly.
" You know better then to question me boy".

Marks father watched as his sons face fell. The red head probably wouldn't get to see his father ever again. But then again, their time was forever, maybe their paths wouldn't overlap again.

Sean and Felix had left the room, dragging Felix with them. Jack had figured that they needed time.
Once again it was agreed to meet back at the cabin.

Marks father patted his son shoulder in a fatherly manner.
" I know it's been hard, living without a guide. Without me. But you have to move on. Learn to go your own way".

Mark felt his emotions bubbling inside of him but refused to cry.
" John" Marks whispered, using his father's real name.

" Mark, I know I wasn't the father who created you. But I was the one who changed you. I've guided you through this world for many years" John sighed happily. The man reached his hands over from Marks shoulder and under the collar that still rested around his sons neck.

The vampire himself was embarrassed for his father to see it. He was surprised that he wasn't angry.

" It looks like you've found someone to guide you. Someone for you to follow" John grey eyes met Marks dark ones.
" Just remember, a relationship isn't about dominance. It's not about one working under the other. It's about working together, side by side".