First Meeting – A Free Blood Pact Story

I jarred awake and realized that it was starting to get dark outside.

Knock. Knock.

“Yes?” I called out.

John peeked his head into the room, “I have some things to do this evening.”

I nodded in understanding.

“If you leave, don’t stay out too late.”

“Yeah,” I agreed, “gotta be ready for school,” I muttered to myself.

“There is a key for you on the hook by the door,” he said choosing to ignore my muttering.

“Okay,” I said, “I may go out for a walk,” I told him with the sudden urge to get out and stretch my legs.

“Alright, and give your mother a call,” he said and closed the door behind him.

Moments later I could hear the front door shut.

Later, I found myself outside and walking across the parking lot to the street. The apartment bordered a residential area so I found myself walking down an empty sidewalk. The neighborhood didn’t seem too big, with a small strip mall and a grocery store along the road across from the residential area.

Soon enough I was walking down a short street that led to a park.

There wasn’t anyone around and only a few cars in the parking lot. What caught my eye though was a car that was left with the door open and no one around.

As I walked past the little black car with the door open, I noticed a sword laying in the passenger seat of the car.

“Interesting,” I said to myself as I glanced around the area looking for someone.

“Not a chance,” I could hear a feminine voice yell from the woods.

Something wasn’t right, so I grabbed the sword from inside that car and went running in the direction of the scuffling that I could now hear coming from beyond the trees.

Upon reaching a clearing, I found two vampires with a girl cornered up against a tree.

Instinct took over and I punched the vampire closest to me in the back of the head. He turned around to face me and I swung the sword around and removed his head from his body.

After a moment of debate, the other vampire turned to help his comrade even though it was too late. He let go of the girl who just slumped against the tree.

“You and your friend really shouldn’t pick on defenseless girls.” I taunted him.

“Defenseless?” he spat, “the bitch killed my brother.”

I snickered, so the sword and car belonged to her. Someone should have taught her not to fight vampires without a weapon.

“What’s so funny?” he asked.

“She’s so tiny,” I shrugged, “if she can kill your brother, it will make it easier for me to kill you.”

As those words came out of my mouth, he let out a howl and lunged at me.

I hadn’t had a good fight in a while so I quickly turned and elbowed him in the face and listened to the sounds of his nose crunching.

“Dammit,” he hissed as he held onto his face.

I sighed; this guy wasn’t going to put up much of a fight. So I lifted my knee and kneed him in the stomach and then shoved him to the ground.

“Well at least you won’t be able to pick on any more girls,” I said and lifted the girl’s sword. I swung and cut off his head with one blow. His body quickly decomposed and just like the other nothing was left. I finally turned to the girl.

I knelt beside her and checked her neck for her pulse.

He had just cut off her oxygen and knocked her unconscious I decided as I check her neck for bite marks. Luckily she only had some bruising around her neck.

After I had brushed the hair out of her face, I gasped. It was the girl from John’s pictures.

“Hey, wake up,” I said as I shook her shoulder.

I received no response. She was in a deep sleep and probably wouldn’t be waking up anytime soon.

I guessed that I could call John, but thought against it because she was out here alone and that could cause problems for her. Besides she was going to be okay.

“I guess, I will take you home,” I said to the unresponsive girl.

I lifted the girl bridal style and started making my way out of the woods to her car.

After I had got her into the passenger seat of the car, I buckled her up and put her in a position where at least it didn’t look like I was transporting a dead body. If we were pulled over the police would probably think she was drunk. She was that unresponsive; I could at least hear her breathing lightly.

“Okay, now let’s find out where you live,” I said as I sat in the driver seat of her car.

I started digging around and found a small wallet inside of the console between the two front seats.

Inside I found a driver’s license. The picture showed her smiling with bright sparkling green eyes with her long dark hair falling over shoulders.

“Alexandra Riley Spencer,” I looked at her, “so do you go by Alex?”

No response was given naturally.

“Yeah, you look like an Alex.” I nodded to myself.

I programmed the address from her license into the map application on my phone and returned everything where I found it. Girls could get crazy when someone touched their stuff, so I didn’t want to risk it if she were to wake up while I was taking her home. Especially since my teacher had several photos of this girl. I was now extra curious about who she is and why he has her photo.

“ZZZZzzzZZZZ.”

I looked over at her, “you are kind of cute when you snore,” I told her as I drove the car into the direction of her home.

“So Alex?” I tried out her name, “do you know if I will be going to your school tomorrow?”

I glanced over to make sure she was still sitting upright.

“Yeah, I don’t know either,” I rolled my eyes at myself for talking to an unconscious girl and acting as if she had responded.

It turned out that the Alex’s home wasn’t that far from the park, and from all appearances of the house no one appeared to be awake. Apparently her parents were used to her being out late at night and no longer waited up for their daughter to return from a hunt. In our line of work, it didn’t take long for parents to either pretend to be asleep or just be in bed asleep by the time we returned. After all, they had most likely lived the same life before, well most of them except for my mother.

That situation was its own beast, my mom was thrown into the situation after she had started college and had a chance encounter with a vampire. Apparently they had seen each other for several months, and six months after he left I was born. I knew his name, but it had turned out to be a fake name.

One day I would find the bloodsucker.

“Okay, now let’s get you to your room,” I said to the unresponsive Alex.

I lifted her out of the car and laid her on my shoulder and entered the house through the kitchen door. She only had two keys on her ring and luckily the one that didn’t operate her car was the key to this door.

Inside the kitchen, I maneuvered the door shut and then quietly walked further into the house.

“Is your room up there?” I whispered to her, “of course you aren’t answering me,” I groaned.

As I tiptoed up the stairs, I caught the light floral scent of the girl’s hair, it wasn’t a strong scent but it was a shampoo mixed with her own natural scent. I didn’t even know her, but in my mind the smell was just her. It was now stuck in memory.

The first door up the stairs was closed, but the door down from it was wide open and caught my eye.

In the dark, I could make out lavender walls and clothing piled on top of everything.

It must be her room, and my guess wasn’t wrong when I discovered pictures all over the room with her and different people.

I laid her on the bed and carefully started pulling her shoes off.

“Hmmm,” she started stirring in her sleep.

I held my breath until she got comfortable in the bed again and covered her up with the blanket.

As soon as she was comfortably sleeping, I placed her car keys down on her table and quickly slipped out of the room.

I closed her door behind me and as quiet as I could. And I made it out of the kitchen door and was heading back toward the apartment as fast as I could in the shadows of the night.

I had a feeling that this wasn’t going to be the last time that I encountered the unconscious girl.

I made it back to the apartment nearly out of breath.

“She’s the reason why I came back here,” John’s voice startled me as I closed the apartment door behind me.

“Huh?” I said still surprised.

“I saw you take her home,” he said, “I was surprised to see you pulling up in her car when I was leaving their house a while ago.”

“Oh, yeah,” I was confused because I didn’t see him, “she got into a tangle with a trio of vampires, and I just came upon them.”

He nodded, processing what I was saying.

“Who is she?” I asked.

He stared past me at nothing, “you can’t repeat what I am about to tell you,” he sighed, “I promised that to keep her safe we wouldn’t say anything.”

“Okay.”

“No one,” he repeated.

“Okay,” I swallowed.

I had never seen John so intense about something.

“Especially not her,” he said looking me in the eyes.

All I could do was nod my agreement.

“She is my daughter.

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