Chapter Nineteen: Janie's Got A Gun

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"Goin' somewhere?" Paul dropped in front of the wayward trio and landed heavily on all fours.

Ian crashed chest first into the Frog brothers as the three of them skidded to a dead halt in front of the wasted metal-head.

"GAAAH!"

That was all Ian managed before Paul lunged at him, his razor-like claws aimed to sever his head from his shoulders.

"Look out!"

Alan grabbed Ian by the back of his bomber jacket and yanked him out of the way in the nick of time. With Edgar still in the lead, they turned tail and bolted for the narrow archway that led to the internal caves.

Marko put a stop to that plan right quick.

"Don't think so boys!"

"Other way! Go the other way!" Edgar back-pedalled slapstick style as Marko popped up in front of him like a demonic jack-in-the-box.

Despite all the smoke it was easy to see that Ian and the Frogs had nowhere else to run to. With Paul guarding the ramp and Marko covering the corridor, the teenagers were huddled against the busted chandelier that rested inside the empty basin of the ruined marble fountain. David and Dwayne slowly floated down on either side of the frightened trio and once they touched ground the vampires closed ranks.

Ian and the Frogs were trapped.

"Get back! These things are loaded and we're not afraid to use them!" Edgar threatened as Alan and Ian quickly stood shoulder to shoulder so that all three of them were standing back-to-back and faced the four vampires.

David eyed the water guns and snickered.

"What are you going to do? Squirt us?"

"Damn straight!" Alan barked as he aimed at David and pulled the trigger. Effortlessly David side-stepped the streaks of holy water faster than Alan could follow and the water gun was snatched out of his hands before he had time to react.

"Holy shit!"

Alan jumped, thoroughly spooked, and frantically clawed at his utility vest before he managed to wrench his combat knife out of its sheath. This he raised over his head, ready to plunge it into the next vampire that came too close.

"You missed." David gave the water gun a disgusted look and tossed it away.

"Guys....what do we do now?" Ian's arms were shaking as he kept his water pistol aimed at Dwayne, who in Ian's eyes seemed to be ten times taller than he actually was.

"Go down fighting." Edgar growled but there was no way that he could hide the scared tone in his voice.

"Oh yeah?"

All of Edgar's macho bravado evaporated when Marko simply moved in and snatched the water pistol out of his hands, along with the rest of the gear that was strapped to his chest. It was as easy as taking candy from a baby. Edgar looked down at his hands, stunned.

Well so much for that.

Ian took one look at what happened to Edgar and lost his nerve completely. The water pistol fell from his trembling hands and he did not bother to pick it up. What was the point? They were all dead men.

"Man this was a bad idea." Alan swallowed as his eyes darted from Marko, to David and then finally to Paul. He still had his knife but he doubted that it would have a sizeable effect on any of the vampires.

"Shut up Alan." Edgar sniffed as he crept back when Paul inched forward.

"It's been nice knowing you guys."

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