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Job’s Done ~ Flash Fiction

September 14th, 2013 by Theresa

Jen spat blood and tested the links that chained her to the chair.  She made a show of running her tongue over her teeth to test their looseness.  She looked up to her captor who readied to deliver a second blow.

“You will die tonight,” the vampire spat. The creature made a show of descending her fangs.  Jen rolled her eyes.

“Sophie?  You know,” Jen said casually, “that trapping me in my own home was a bad idea, right?”

“I will feast on your blood.  Tomorrow, I’ll bring your corpse to master as a prize,” Sophie purred as she rocked Jen’s body with another punch.

“Your Master?” Jen wheezed as she glanced as the clock and the shuttered windows. “Venari? That’s what this is all about?” Blood dribbling from her nose, she laughed weakly. “Jeez. You’re just jealous! Wow! Look lady, he came to my house to order a hit, not hit on me.”

“You’re an assassin?” Sophie asked with a laugh. “A puny human like you?”

Jen joined her in laughter as she watched the clock.  A faint alarm went off in another room.  Jen continued to laugh as the shutters opened automatically and daylight poured into the room.  She giggled as the vampire went up in flames.

Jen twisted her wrist and slipped out of the chains.  Getting up, she wiped her nose on her sleeve and dug her cellphone from her purse at the front door.  She dialled quickly and smiled when the line connected.

“It’s done.”

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Currency ~ Flash Fiction

September 7th, 2013 by Theresa

Amanda struggled up the rain soaked church steps. The night swallowed her cries of pain. The long slash on her thigh left a bloody trail. As she reached the top, step gooseflesh rose on her arms. Thunder crashed around her as she reached for the door handle.

Too late.

A strange force picked her up from the door and yanked her several feet in the air. Heart pounding Amanda screamed as the ground rose up.

Darkness.

Amanda swam back to consciousness . The stench of sulfur filled her nose. She opened her eyes to find the demon smiling at her. Far too late for rescue.

“You shouldn’t have run,” he said. His too wide grin revealed far too many teeth for Amanda’s comfort. “I suppose this is the part where I utter some vile threat? Something like “I will feast on your blood” or some other nonsense?”

She dragged herself backward to the mansion door. Resting against the jamb, she faced the demon.

“You don’t say anything,” she wheezed. “You just die.”

A darker shadow attacked the demon. The door opened and a deep voice chanted the exorcism. A smoking hole in the granite marked the demon’s destruction.

“Father Francis, I hate being bait,” Amanda said finally.

“I hate working with vampires,” he replied.

“I hate being currency, for them, too.”

“No, you don’t. I’ll see you in the morning.”

Father Francis turned away. Crouching over Amanda’s leg, a single vampire licked its lips.
Smiling, Amanda shivered.

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Case Dismissed ~ Flash Fiction

April 25th, 2013 by Theresa

“Ready to make your statement?”

The prisoner sat up in his seat, chains jingling.  He wiped his split lip on his sleeve then spat a glob of bloody mucus to the floor.

“I’ll take that as a yes.  Prisoner 12432, please tell the court the events that contributed to the death of Renard Belgier and his associates?”

The prisoner leaned forward to the microphone clearing his throat.  “I was provoked.”

The courtroom became a hub of hushed conversations.  The Judge’s gavel banged a few times to regain control of the room. With a wave of the instrument, he prompted me to continue.

“Please, Prisoner 12432, explain? We all would like to know what happened.”

The prisoner’s dark  gaze shot through me. “I’ll tell what went down.  That damn vampire snatched me and my sister off the street. He drained Kelli before my eyes. His little pals? They chewed on the meat of my only kin to get every last drop of blood out. And as they let me watch, you know what they said? ‘Nothing personal, kid. We just needed a snack.’  The rage sang through my veins and I blacked out.”

“As you can see, Your Honor,” I continued turning back to the judge. “My client is a latent berserker. He’s no a threat to society – unprovoked, that is.”

The judge rolled his eyes. “Prisoner 12432,  now known as Ian Richmond,  we find you innocent of murder.  We reduce your sentence to time served. Case dismissed.”

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