Chapter Six: Awakening

John’s phone rang as he drove his Impala at a speed that would have attracted a string of patrol cars if they were any around, he picked up the phone “Hello brother” came the voice from the other end.

“Hello Marcus, how is Miami?”

“On Fire, the war is getting more intense there have been multiple casualties recently the rogues are becoming more of a problem”

John snarled as soon as he heard the word rogues “Anyways how is he?”.

“Daemon is fine but he’s a bit quick tempered nowadays, he’s pissed you won’t let him fight by your side he said you make him feel like a coward”.

His brother sighed “he still doesn’t understand.....this is something he can’t defeat not on his own”.

“you two are so alike in many ways, I’ll train him to be a better fighter but there’s trouble here Mac, big trouble” There was a long pause before Marcus asked “What’s the trouble about?”.

  “Verktout sent a hunter to spy on your son, I got a whiff of the scent on him after he came back from the grocery store some days back and there has been a few disturbing disappearances in his school”.

“Is he with you now?” John made a sheepish sound “He’s not with me at the moment but I’ll be with him soon”.

Marcus growled over the phone “You were supposed to watch him, if anything happens to my son I will snap your head off Jonathan” *Ends call*

“Thanks for watching my little critter John”

“No problem Marcus just doing my brotherly duty” John said to himself jokingly.

When he got to the school he saw no one there except for Gwen’s Dad “Hey Mr Carter” John said as he walked towards the marble skinned man with blonde hair.

“How is it going John, came to pick your nephew? Well I’ve been here for ten minutes and I still haven’t seen him or Gwen”

The look of shock was so evident on John’s face Mr Carter had to ask “Are you okay John?”  John recollected his senses “well my brother doesn’t jokes with his son so I’d better start looking for him” Mr Carter agreed “My wife would kill me if I don’t come back with Gwen, Can’t you sniff them out or something?”.

John rolled his eyes “You vampires think werewolves are like dogs” He started sniffing for their scent round the parking lot “They went this way” he pointed at a small street some yards away from the school.

“Alright let’s go, hop in my ride we’ll come back for your vintage later” John hated whenever anyone calls his impala ‘Vintage’, ‘Ancient’ or ‘Old’ He considers it to be an everlasting artifact.

Mr Carter told him about Gwen and Daemon’s encounter with the rogue vampire “I can’t believe Daemon hid this from me, he could’ve been killed !!” Mr Carter gave him a disapproving look “If you don’t trust him to protect himself he’ll never tell you anything at this rate”.

John became more quiet and he started musing where he could find them “According to Gwen the vampire was a classmate and he’s the one responsible for murder of three teenagers, He could be one of Verktout’s minions or even worse a vampire possessed by a demon”.

John knew how bad things could be if the case was the latter, A vampire possessed by a demon can transform into a winged bloodsucker “They would’ve been dead if it was a demon Vampire and you know it” Mr Carter did know this, that’s why he pressed his foot on the throttle pedal.

Daemon coughed out blood, His face was bruised and battered While Gwen lay unconscious a meters away ‘He’s too strong, I can’t defeat him’ he thought to himself.

“You guys are so weak it’s making me fall asleep” The Hunter said as he swung his Silver metal baton back and forth Slowly approaching Daemon who was on the ground breathing hard.

“It’s...... not (coughs) over yet” The hunter laughed at his feeble attempt to stand up then dodged a claw from the now awake Gwen, He swung his baton she dodged it neatly but couldn’t dodge the kick that followed which sent her flying to Daemon’s side.

“That was a close one girl you almost clawed my eyes off” he removed his gun from its holster and aimed at her “Say hello to satan for me monster!!” BANG!! BANG!! BANG!! Daemon fell to the ground with a thud, he had three smoking holes in his back “Silver.......it burns” he croaked.

“Would you look at that he took the bullet for his lover.....as if I don’t have any more bullets” He cocked his gun ready to fire again then he heard a growl and a snarl , in an instant his hand was chewed off by an over sized dog The hunter barely had time to scream before Mr Carter twisted his head off his shoulders.

“Dad!!! Please help Daemon was shot” Her father rushed Daemon to the car while John transformed back to human. Daemon was feeling dizzy and weak he opened his eyes to see Gwen crying over him then closed them again, a fleeting voice called out to him “Stay with me Daemon”.

“Gwen why didn’t you wait at the The school?”.

“We thought you guys were never coming so we decided to go home ourselves” She was sobbing hard, the injury on her forehead started bleeding again.

“Look where that landed you, Daemon is shot and you looking worse for wear!!” Mr  Carter scolded her.

John had his eyes on his nephew the whole time the poor boy was groaning with his eyes tightly shut, the holes in his back were still smoking ‘The silver is burning deeper into his skin, at this rate his blood is going to get polluted’.

John clenched his jaw then said “Can you focus more on driving Mr Carter? We’ll ask questions later” Mr Carter understood through the tone John used.

They got to the hospital in record time Daemon was sent to the ER while Gwen had her head wound stitched “Isn’t she supposed to like heal on her own?” John asked bluntly.

“She can only do that when she feeds, she’ll need to do that soon considering the amount of blood she lost”.

“Verktout is getting closer, he wants your daughter so badly and he’s going to kill anyone who stand in his way” Mr Carter laughed and said “It’s a good thing I’m undead then”.