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Something new...Untitled as yet.

by jim60 

Posted: 21 August 2009
Word Count: 2386
Summary: I've been kicking this around since yesterday, just a bit of fun I suppose...


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Aggie, a little twisted but knows a vampire when she sees one…

Aggie shouts quite loudly, she doesn’t have to, vampires have exceptionally good hearing, unless…well fuck that, it’s not her fault if he’s deaf.
Aggie’s gun tries to jump out of its holster, running upstairs and chasing a vampire that could be deaf, but could be taking the piss as well.
To be fair, it’s nice to have a vampire that still behaves ‘Old School’. You know, not like these new wave types, all made out to be something romantic and something that every home should have.
Aggie wants to kill this one so she can get something to eat.
She prefers pizza, if needs be, will settle on a Whopper.
He’s aiming to get on the roof, she’s aiming to stop him.
If he gets away, there’s no telling when she could catch up with him again.
The top landing and floorboards that squeak and make noises that just don’t help Aggie at all.
Aggie pulls at her top, all this running, she should have worn a sports bra. Everything’s all over the place now.
Her gun is now in her hand, slowly moving along the landing, at the end of the corridor, there’s a bedroom and that’s a dead end. She smiles, yeah, dead end. Next to this bedroom is a small toilet, she switches on the light, if she’s thinking that he’s hiding in the bowl then that’s an awful mistake, ain’t no way he’s gonna fit in there.
They can change shape into animals, but getting into a toilet bowl? She hasn’t seen that one yet.
The toilet is clear. Next up is the bedroom, he could either be in the wardrobe, behind the curtains, or Aggie’s own personal favourite, under the bed. That’s a classic place to hide and no one ever thinks to look under here, do they?
The wardrobe is just that. No one trying to hide in there. The curtains are too short to hide anyone. That leaves…yeah, you guessed it.
Holding the gun out of her way, Aggie gets down on her knees, a good look under the bed, there is something under here but it’s not a vampire. She stands up and takes a deep breath. Aggie gets a tap on her shoulder and she nods and before she can do much, she and the vampire are hurtling through the bedroom window and dropping onto the roof of a car below. Aggie hits the car and smashes all the glass in it, the vampire hits the ground and as he starts to run, Aggie opens fire, he snarls at her as the bullets hit him.
Aggie jumps from the car and snags her ankle, screaming “Shit!” as she falls over. The vampire turns back and now that Aggie is injured, he thinks that it’s gonna be an easy kill.
We know about assumptions, don’t we?
He drags Aggie up, slamming her against the car, she drops her gun and his awful breath threatens to make her want to gag, she shoves a stake into his right eye. He drops her and Aggie reaches down for her gun. The vampire with the piece of wood sticking out of his head makes this really horrid screeching sound. It probably means that it hurts like hell in vampire speak, but Aggie has her gun now and placing the muzzle of the gun against his forehead, squeezes the trigger and does her best to run away. The vampire does this really weird dance and he could be on one of those talent show things because he does dance really well, then he just exploded.
Yeah, you know, BOOM! Well, sort of like that.
Aggie stands watching as bits of vampire fall from the sky and some parts that have stuck to the wall, slide down to the ground.
Her ankle is sore and she holds her gun. She takes the phone from its pouch and presses a number.
A voice answers. Aggie smiles and confirms another one down.
Pizza or Whopper?
Aggie limps away, her gun back in its holster and then pulling at her bra again…

Aggie’s brain shifts into overdrive now though, why hadn’t the vampire just gone straight out the window? Why did it wait for her? Aggie looks back over her shoulder, the ruined car and how the owner is gonna explain it.
She stops and flexes her ankle and once it feels okay again, she picks up her steps and gets away from here.
Before she can get to the high road, she can hear growling. It’s only a couple of feet behind her but gaining, she unclips her gun again, releasing the magazine and digging out a full one from her jacket, the creature leaps from the wall, knocking her to the ground and the gun skids across the dirt, the creature drags her up and throws her against the wall, Aggie is sure something broke, she can just get her breath and the creature lunges at her again, she was sort of leaning against the wall, now she’s flying. Colliding with a car and landing on her arse and this just isn’t funny. Aggie can’t see her gun. The creature grabs her by the throat and holds her up like she’s some sort of trophy, Aggie has a stake in her hand, but it’s so easily knocked away and then the creature has its teeth so close to her neck, Aggie can’t push it away and it bites down on her skin and she screams.

Aggie opens her eyes. Looking at a ceiling. Bright lights and a smell of disinfectant and blood.
She sits up, feeling a little light headed and hungry.
And then…

“Some motherfucking love bite huh?” From what she can feel, there’s a fucking great ‘U’ section of skin attached to her neck like a flap. Aggie can’t see a mirror anywhere, so she’ll make do.
“Aggie, you want to sit still.”
“Bobby, it fucking bit me!” She sounds quite annoyed that it had actually bitten her.
“Does it hurt?” Bobby shows a lot of concern, his coffee’s going cold and that’s the real reason.
Oh and there’s all Aggie’s blood.
Aggie laughs, “Nah, doesn’t hurt, just stings is all.”
Bobby holds a kidney shaped tray, he stops next t her, looking at her neck, “We’ll have to sew that up. Can you wait ‘til I’ve had my coffee?”
Aggie shrugs, she ain’t going anywhere.
Aggie runs into the necessary order of things. Bobby wants his coffee, she needs her neck sewn up, so who gets what and in what order? Which is more important? If you’d said Bobby and his coffee, you’d be quite right. He don’t get his caffeine fix, god knows what he’ll sew up!
Bobby’s coffee isn’t the weak as piss that you can get at any coffee shop, this stuff is like syrup, as potent a mixture that could, if taken in the wrong dosage, blow your fucking head off.
Bobby’s brew, he made it, he’ll drink it and won’t come down for a week and who said vampire hunters never had any fun?
Aggie settles back and waits, pressing the flap of skin against her neck, still feeling hungry and really would like to get a pizza before the shop shuts.

While Aggie waited for Bobby and his coffee, she has a couple of minutes where she can sit and be idle and she began looking at her hands. She noticed a definite change in colour, from her usual pinkish red to a now slightly un-natural puke yellow grey. This colour is spreading up her arms as well, she quickly rolls up a trouser leg, yeah, same on her legs,
“Er, Bobby…”
Bobby stands up, lowering the mug away from his mouth and he walks over to his table.
He pushes a few boxes out of his way and picks up his gun. Bobby turns and as he does, the girl that was Aggie a few seconds ago is something else now, becoming all yucky looking and through squinted eyes, Bobby opens fire on her and more by luck than judgement, one bullet hits what was Aggie slap bang in the middle of her forehead. Aggie slumps and falls dead. Bobby goes back to his coffee, slightly pissed off as its gone cold.

It’s a while later that Aggie opens her eyes again, this is kind of weird though. Not so long ago, she was dead. That’s what her body was telling her, only now she has her eyes open and she can see Bobby sitting at the table and she was definitely dead.
Funny how things turn out.
“Bobby?” Aggie’s voice sounds a little rough, dry even.
“Oh, welcome back. I thought we’d lost you.”
He does sound happy. Looks happy as well.
“So you gonna tell me what the hell happened?”
Bobby shrugs and walks towards her, “No, ‘cause I don’t know.”
“That’s handy.”
“Well, what can I say? I shot you, you should be dead and yet here you are!”
Bobby smiles, looking closely at her, looking closer at her neck. There’s a ‘U’ shaped scar and that’s all.
Aggie sits up, Bobby steps back slightly, allowing her the time to sort herself out. Aggie flexes her fingers and moves her head from side to side and everything feels as though it should, nothing feels out of place and in need of a drink.
And a pizza, but checking her watch, discovering she’s a bit late for that.
“Bugger!”
“What?”
“It’s closed and I missed it!” Aggie isn’t so happy now, no pizza and she really did want one.
Bobby can’t really offer her much, “Is that all you think about?”
“Pizza? Nothing wrong with a bit of pizza my dear brother.”
“Bit? Jesus! The amount you eat, I’m surprised you haven’t gone bang!”
Aggie laughs, “Give it time…”
Bobby nods, at least her sense of humour is still intact. Her colour appears normal, a nice pinkish look to her skin now.
Aggie gets up and stretches, a yawn and now she’ll get cleaned up and hit her bed
Bobby tidies a few things away and has another look at her neck, “Better not let Mum and Dad see that.”
“Yeah, I know. I don’t know how I’d explain it.”
Bobby wouldn’t know either and at this point, he shuts up and Aggie heads away. A hell of a night…

The next morning…

A soft grey morning, the gentle creepers of light settle in her room, the sudden and very annoying beeping from her alarm clock, which is thrown across the room at a hundred miles and hour and virtually disintegrates on impact, it doesn’t beep anymore and as for that soft grey coming into her room? Well, that can fuck off as well.
This ain’t no romantic fairytale, This is Aggie and don’t you forget it!
Throwing back the duvet, scratching her belly and then her head, Aggie gets up and goes straight for the mirror on her dressing table, looking at her neck.
Yep! It’s still there.
She was dreaming though, wasn’t she?
Doesn’t look like it, does it?
Aggie sighs and leaving her bedroom, heads for the bathroom.

And then…

Mum and her desire to produce as much toast as no one could eat. Dad is happy with a coffee and not wanting to be taken away from yesterdays paper. He has a slice of toast, just enough to keep Mum quiet.
He doesn’t want her starting on him. Not at this time of day.
Mum places a plate of fresh toast on the table. Dad pushes his glasses up his nose, still engrossed in the paper.
Bobby helps himself to a bowl of cornflakes, no sign of Aggie yet.
“Aggie out again last night?” Mum asks, taking a jar of marmalade from the cupboard.
Bobby has a loaded spoon and is about to answer but decides he should say nothing. A shrug and maybe that’ll do as answers go.
Mum sits opposite, drinking her tea and Dad as yet, hasn’t said a word.
And then…
The sound of Aggie in the front hall, “Have you seen my fuc-“
Not something she should say, Mum and Dad can hear her.
“Shit!” Not as bad as the other thing, still, this was heard and Aggie decides that the best course is to just be nice and say nothing else.
“Did you say something, Aggie?” Mum’s shout, over her tea and over the toast and Dad’s paper.
Aggie walks into the breakfast room, “Yeah, I was looking for my school bag.”
Mum smiles at her, “And what sort of bag is it?”
Aggie mumbles the word and Bobby shakes his head.
“Aggie.” Now Dad speaks, his paper is lowered and quickly raised again.
“Dad.” Aggie smiles and gets a mug. Tea.
Sitting at the table and reaching over for a slice of toast and Mum sees Aggie’s neck.
Mum politely cough’s, “And what might that be?”
Aggie blushes and looks at Bobby for help, “What Mum?” Sounding so innocent.
“The collar of your blouse. Haven’t you got a clean one?”
Aggie’s thinking that she’s glad Mum hadn’t seen what happened last night. Bobby smiles at her, a Cheshire cat smile and that’s gonna get real annoying, real fast.
For one second she thought that Mum had seen her neck and it’s only her collar! Phew!
“Yeah, I’ll change this one.”
“Yes young lady you should. I’m not having you go to school dressed like that.”
Mum has spoken and that’s it.

Aggie has her toast and then a quick glance at the clock and realising that she’d have to get a wriggle on, Bobby has been mostly quiet and then Dad folds the newspaper and a look at Aggie and his smile and he drains his coffee and he’ll wait for her, he’ll drop her at school on his way to work.
First, she’d better change her blouse, doesn’t want to upset Mum this early.
Can’t have that, can we?

Dad’s driving and he’s as calm as ever. He never says much when he’s sober, but give him a beer or ten and you can’t shut him up, now though, he feels like talking and he politely cough’s and…







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SJ Williamson at 17:52 on 23 August 2009  Report this post
Hi Jim,

Nice to read your work again. I always enjoy your quick witty style.

As you know, I'm not at all qualified to comment on technicalities, but I found this easy to read. I can't profess to be an expert on this genre either, so please forgive my useless critique. Hopefully some of the more proficient writers will be on here soon to comment.

In the mean time, I can say that the story took a couple of twists and turns that were interesting. I had a whole different picture at the beginning of the chapter, and by the time I reached the end, with the family all together in a perfectly normal environment, it had a completely different feel to it. I like the mystery of this.

Only really tripped over a couple of tiny things really. Aggie was hungry for pizza, but if she was a schoolgirl, would she go to the shop for it? Perhaps "take-away" instead? Just wondered how old Bobby is too, as not many children drink coffee so strong you can stand a spoon up in it! I may be missing a point here, as I appreciate you may want us to think that they are adults at the beginning! Feel free to ignore me!!

For one second she thought that Mum had seen her neck and it’s only her collar!


- I would say you don't need this sentence as you've said about Mum noticing her collar not her neck. You could probably just say “Phew, that was close!” or something like that?

Interesting story Jim, you should definitely push on with this.

SJxx



jim60 at 18:23 on 23 August 2009  Report this post
Hi SJ,
Thanks for that!
I don't know what the hell I was doing here. I was taking a tea break from Miranda and Wendy and while I drank me tea, this came up.
(I was trying to get Miranda to sit still long enough to tell Wendy that she loves her and she wouldn't do as she was told!) As for this, I've kept it but I don't know what's going to happen to it.
It's weird and I kind of like it...

SJ Williamson at 18:50 on 23 August 2009  Report this post
...as you should do Jim. Keep going with it.

SJxx

THS at 12:44 on 24 August 2009  Report this post
Hi Jim!

Very entertaining and I did laugh out loud at quite alot of the beginning - was so funny. Loved her attitude and that doing something like being a vampire hunter, didnt detract from her thinking about her food.

I am no expert either but, I think that you could make this into a real short short flash story as I felt a natural end at this point:-

Aggie limps away, her gun back in its holster and then pulling at her bra again…


If you want to make it into a longer story, then I think you need a good twist at the end - i.e. so it goes from the abnormal to the very normal of the family breakfast and realising she is a school kid, to maybe on the way out of the door she smiles at Bobby or her mum (whilst saying goodbye) and they catch a glimpse of a fang (either be it from the vampire or, I guess some sort of werewolf creature that bit her?). I think having that 'oh no' factor at the end as a twist is important if it's a short story.

There are some technical bits that I can help with, with regards to the structure and what I think would be best changing etc but It depends if you want that help with this or not?
x

jim60 at 13:28 on 24 August 2009  Report this post
Hi Tani,

Thanks for your comments, I'm just gonna put this on hold for now, I won't delete or shred it, so if you wouldn't mind if I got back to you on this then?
There's something else that I'm stuck on and I can put Aggie to one side for now.




THS at 13:37 on 24 August 2009  Report this post
No worries Jim!
Anytime
x


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