At the request of a few readers, I have decided to continue this story. This part will start from the beginning of the capture, since there is no back story. Here is Harkat's tale!
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Chapter Two
"The Benefits of Looking like Frankenstein's Monster"
Two wary policemen watched me from across the room. They had taken off my cuffs at my request and had not come near me since. One of the policemen had a gun, and the other was fingering the crucifix necklace around her neck. They hadn't spoken to me much, but they had told me their names: Cathy Crumbs and Wilson White.
"Soo.. What the hell are you?" Wilson, the bolder of the two said, as an attempt to start a conversation.
"Well… I used to look… normal.. like you.. but then I got a disease… and my skin shriveled up… and I had to stitch it.. back together," I replied with a Cheshire cat grin.
"This disease," said Cathy, "It's not contagious is it?"
I was surprised that they even remotely believed that lie, but I managed to get out; "Yes.. it is very.. contagious. Even short exposures.. can be deadly."
They blanched at that and raced for the door. They moved so fast if I didn't know better, I would have thought they were vampires! After they left I fell into a fit of laughter. I laughed so hard that I might have busted a stitch. Literally!
Hours passed as I sat in the corner of that filthy cell. My original plan had been to break out when one of the others had, but I didn't know if I should wait. At any time some officer could barge in and hinder my escape efforts. I looked around, and then up. The ceiling! I stood on the table in the middle of the room and jumped, putting my fist over my head to protect it. It worked! I had made it through! Then, I had to find my way out of there. I climbed across the thick wooden rafters and tried to find my way to the edge of the building. When I finally found an edge wall, I realized just finding the wall was too simple. The wall was thick concrete. It was much too thick for me to bust through while lying in a foot and a half tall space.
I looked around and thought up Plan B. I'd have to find a window of some sort, which was not likely to be in any cell. I would have to find an office or a hallway. Suddenly I heard chaos. There was a blood curling scream followed by many yells. I wondered if they had discovered my disappearance.
I crawled over to where the scream had sounded and listened.
"I just walked in here and found them dead!" a woman lamented. "The hostage-Steve Leonard- is gone too. He must have been kidnapped, but by who?"
I knew that Steve had probably personally killed those people but they didn't. I followed the footsteps of the man who was with her (judging by the weight of his footsteps) to a room with lots of buzzing noises.
"Let's watch the footage from the last half hour in Leonard's room," said the man I had followed.
I heard a weird sound and then a click (the tape rewinding if I had to guess). Then I heard hospital-ly sounds and the pleasant voices of a woman and man conversing.
"He seems to be in fine health" said the man. "In fact, he should wake up any minute."
"That's great!" replied the woman. "Maybe he can tell us what happened to him and Mark. " (the vampet).
I felt pity for these two since I knew their fate. It's one thing to kill an enemy, but to kill someone who wants to help you? Steve must be pure evil. Sure enough, a few minutes later the leopard woke up.
"Look Marty he's awake!" said the female nurse. "Hello Mr. Leonard. My name is Macey. I know it's scary waking up in a strange place, but you're in the hospital wing of the police sta-"
She never got to finish, because at that moment Steve made his move. There was a sharp click! noise followed by a sharp yell which was followed by another, much louder crack. The policeman seemed to be at a loss for words, but eventually he found his bearings.
"FIND LEONARD AND DETAIN HIM NOW!" he yelled, addressing any officers in hearing range. "DO NOT LET HIM LEAVE THE BUILDING! USE FORCE IF NECESSARY! I REPEAT! FIND LEONARD AND DETAIN HIM!"
Glad that the ruckus cause by Steve was distracting the police from my actions, I continued on my quest for a window. I found a room where I could hear some noise from outside. There must be a thinner wall or a window. I busted through the ceiling and landed in the office of a very surprised looking policeman. I recognized him from the capture. I think he was the assistant chief- or something like that.
I took haste and knocked him out before he could let out the scream that he had been building up. Whew, that was a close one. I looked to the wall on my left. A window! I ran to it and pushed it open with a little effort. I jumped out of the window and braced myself for landing. I was only two stories up so I took the landing easily.
Now.. time to find Vancha.
Hello! Sorry that this one was kinda short, but I do plan on continuing with Mr. Crepsley's story! His might be a tad longer because his character is more developed in the story. As for the mysteries in the last chapter… Well you know how he jumped up right after the fight? He wouldn't have been in the same spot as the original, so I decided to make it interesting. He hit his head on a rafter!
As for the blood, a certain Mr. Des Tiny wouldn't want humans getting ahold of vampire blood before their time to, would he? I think that could have actually happened in the books, because if scientist did get to examine their blood, it would have caused chaos.
This chapter's mystery is: What happens in the fight without Mr. Crepsley and Darren? Leave your thoughts in the review area!
Lots of love and guts
~Rebarbative