Athen drank the last cup of his Golden Brooks wine and stared unconsciously into space.
“How things change overnight” he thought.
Too big for his age , Athen had been granted a trial and consequently recruited into the State Security Agency of Kambury. He was still studying but this recent duty call of his nation had bridged his study career. Since he knew a little about spirits and ghouls from his occasional attendance of the psychic classes with his brother and Kimball and due to the fact that Stephen Shaw himself had been mauled to death by this same vampires, he had been called upon to lead a group of psychics in the search of these vampires. He had readily agreed when he got the letter then still at New Orleans, but when he got to Kambury and found out that his two dearest persons on earth – Allen and Kimball – where those he will be hunting, he had become pale as death.
Rejecting the state’s offer would be as sucidal as plunging into the hands of the two ravaging vampires. Though he thought Allen or Kimball wouldn’t hurt him.
He had been home for two weeks now and Allen had not once returned home from his ravaging escapades .
Athen sat absent-minded at the Traveller’s Bar near an old family
house and the television in front of him blared out the announcement,
the anger in the voice of the reporter could be dtected easily. Athen
glared at the tv screen with scathing eyes. The reporter was saying,
“….
The president Jim Astin, had been attacked by one of the vampire
ravaging the city of late. With a half cut throat and a ripped-off
heart, the president was confirmed dead by the State Executive Hospital.
Also several houses and estates had been razed down as the vampire now
pour out fire and crackling thunders from its mouth.
The police and army
are at the alert, and the vampire is being chased towards the Greendig
River having been shot three bullets on the leg….”
Athen slumped into his chair just as his phone blared out furiously.“Philips Athen, who am i speaking with?” Athen asked.
The voice at the other end seem to linger and then spoke out.
“I need your help Athen”. Allen froze at the spot, the world seemed to whirl furiously all around him, his heartbeats pounded madly, Allen’s voice was unmistakable.
“Allen! , is that you Allen?”
“Am at the tunnel beside Greendig River, am empty Athen..i..i.can’t feel anything anymore, it seems Aragon’s left me now, am normal now, please i need your help, trust me Athen, am perfectly normal…”. Athen listened mouth wide open, eyes shocked, sweat broke out on his face, he thought he was dreaming, Allen’s voice still speaking over the phone brought his mind back to reality, “….i need you to get me the car out at the Rainstation, i’ll run along through the tunnel till i get out, am waitng man”
The line went dead. Athen was hundred percent sure his brother was okay now. He raced home, made a hurried explanation to Grandpa, took his keys and dashed out for the car. Again his phone blared out as he was about opening the door. The line was quick and short, “Hello, that Philips? Get to the Greendig River side now with your crew, we found our man”
The line hung up and Athen stood beside the car, thinking. Undecided of what to do. Yet another call again, “Yes , who’s there?” He asked angrily.
“Mr Philips, when you are through at Greendig River, hurry to the outskirts at MaryLane, we presume the other vampire, the female, is lurking out, somewhwere there, okay?” and click the line went dead.
Furious and angry at the turn of events he smashed the phone, entered the car and drove off, undecided on where to go. His brother’s plea on one side, the nations call on the other side, of course he knew those officials will consider him mad if tells them the ravaging vampire has ceased to be a vampire, and of course they were unaware that they were sending him to hunt his own brother. A confused and ill-stricken youngman he swung the car off the road and drove steadily towards Nellson avenue leading to the Rain station.
To Be Continued…
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