Wanted Dead or Alive

Twefth Grade Kills

After the light went out of Dorian's eyes, images began to flash before Vlad's eyes like a movie clip. His father and Vikas were in front of his parent's bed pouring gasoline over the bed, his mother, and an unknown man who were both strapped to the bed. His father struck a match and lit them on fire. As the two of them fled the vision faded out.

As he slowly returned to the present he saw Joss approaching from the side. He slowly rose from his crouched position; looking up at Joss as he did so. He gripped Joss by the arm that wielded the wooden stake that could end his life at any moment. Then from the shadows, a dark figure stepped out. He was tall with black hair and similar facial features to Vlad's. It was Thomas.

"Son whatever you plan on doing stop; let the slayer go." Thomas started stepping farther into the light. Vlad hesitated for a moment before shoving Joss away.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" He asked anger obvious in his voice, "You die on us, then you decide to just waltz back into the picture." He strode over towards the mister he had once called his father. Thomas couldn't find out that he knew that he and Vikas had killed his mother though, so he decided to force himself to be Thomas' son one last time. However, as Vlad beg a move towards him, Thomas turned around and, using his vampiric speed, slipped back into the shadows fleeing the scene before Vlad could even act.

"Vlad what's going on?" Joss demanded from him, "I thought your father was dead."

Vlad looked back at him for a second before he said anything back. "Apparently not." He looked back at Joss, hurt evident in his eyes, and grasped him by the shoulder, "Joss, you, Henry and I need to have a talk about what just happened... my father he-" Tears began to threaten Vlad's eyes and so he ran back to his aunts house in seek of some form of normality. He was greeted at the door by his uncle Otis.

"Something the matter Vlad, you seem troubled?" His uncle interrogated. Vlad thought about it before he decided that it would be best to keep his vision a secret from his uncle for a while.

"No, everything's fine just... never mind it's not important." He replied with a quiver in his voice. He could barely believe what his father and Vikas had done. They had torn his life apart by its seems only to be sown back up by the only family he had left, Nelly. She was his mother's best friend which by his standards made her family. Otis had joined the picture nearly three years after the fire and his presence and guidance had anchored him even better. Vlad sauntered off to his room to think. Just as he closed the door to his room, another vision struck him.

Thomas was grinning like a madman and holding Nelly's lifeless body; with Vikas standing off to the side sharing a similar grin while keeping Otis from fighting back. He could see himself screaming in protest and he shook the horrible vision from his head.

He turned to the window of his bedroom and opened it. He slipped back out into the night and headed over to the McMillan household. As if sensing Vlad's distress, Henry opened his window and sanded the area before seeing Vlad. Vlad climbed up into Henry's room and closed the window after his entrance.

"Is Joss here we need him?" He questioned his faithful drudge.

"No hold on I'll get him." Henry answered before asking, "is everything all right, what happened?"

"I'll tell you when Joss is here too." Vlad answered shortly. He sighed and sat down on Henry's bed as said teenager walked off to get his cousin. When they came into the room Vlad quickly explained what he did and the visions he had seen, tears streaming down his face as he got to the part about Nelly.

"I just can't allow him to kill her like that, I won't allow it!" He screamed as he began to sob violently.

"We can kill both of them or, I can stake them myself if you don't want too." Joss said trying to calm their friend.