Kirk’s found the “driver” in the bathroom ready to bite Scott. There’s no sign of Tommy. Where has he been taken? Kirk knows he’s got to rescue Scott before they can even think about going after his friend.
The other vampire lowered into a fighting pose. They circled a moment while the other sized up Kirk. Watching one another warily, they continued to circle, each waiting for a moment to strike. Tired of waiting, the other vamp attacked. He swung at Kirk with his right fist. The attack was ill timed and slow. Kirk ducked out of the way.
Another lunge and the vampire growled as Kirk dodged that blow too. A third attack earned a smack in the mouth. The vampire spit blood and his loose tooth fell to the ground.
“That all you got?” He growled as Kirk resumed his ridiculous pose.
“What makes you say that?”
They scuffled a moment, the other vamp keeping out of Kirk’s way as much as he could. Kirk suspected that the fellow was trying to wear him down. Interesting tactic, and ineffective. Kirk leaped at him, hitting him with a left hook, followed by an elbow punch. The vampire staggered back, holding his cheek.
“I’ll rip his throat out,” he threatened.
“Hard to do with one fang,” Kirk countered. “Leave now while you’re ahead and I won’t take you apart.”
“As if you could, old one.” He spat again.
Kirk’s smile changed to something lethal as his body went through its metamorphosis. “It’s precisely the reason why you should give up now, boy. How long ago did you change? A year? Two?”
“Three and a half,” the other said arrogantly.
“And you were what? Twenty?”
“Good…..” He settled into a different stance, but the young vamp didn’t register the change.
Kirk’s foot shot out catching the younger man in the midsection. His opponent staggered back. Kirk leaped on him, knocking him to the floor. He pinned him, fangs bared.
“Do you know what happens to a vampire that’s bitten by another?” His voice was harsh, his fangs a mere breath from the other’s neck.
The younger vampire shook his head. Kirk ran a finger down the side of his neck.
“At first, a euphoria. Followed by a feeling of listlessness, then you dry up, fall to sand and poof! No more vamp. You can experience that first hand, unless you help me out. I want to know where Tommy is. I want the location of the others who have been taken and I want to know who’s behind this. Think you can help me?”
“Bite me,” the young man tried to talk tough.
Kirk’s laughter was chilling. “Don’t tempt me, child.” Hissing, he let his fangs extend to their full length.
“Back away,” Scott said from behind him.
“Don’t interfere, Officer Scott,” Kirk warned. “He’ll tell me before he’ll tell you.”
“I can’t let you do that, Kirk. I won’t be party to that.”
Kirk’s hideously contorted face turned toward the police officer. Scott flinched, but held his ground, weapon drawn and leveled.
“He would have bitten you, Scott. Maybe turned you. If you were lucky, he’d have ripped your throat out.”
“I wasn’t going….”
Kirk hit the vampire, shutting him up. “I can get this information if you’ll let me,” Kirk replied. “We need to find Tommy before something bad happens. If it hasn’t already. Time is rather important!”