Chapter 11: Victor Vincent pt. 3

"CHARLES! VICTOR!" Cornell called out. He was completely engulfed with rage that Charles and Victor snuck out of the house.

I mean, it's not like he was the only one but, Cornell was way more pissed then I was. Yet, he seemed also worried about something, too. It was late pass evening and me and Cornell were searching all over town for those two, but we weren't having any luck. Just in case, I had my crossbow on me and a couple of stakes in case we run into some bloodsuckers. It was late at night, almost around midnight maybe 1 am, and there was still no sign of Charles or Victor. We were now somewhere in the forest, Cornell was holding a lantern to lighten the way in the dark.

"I swear to god, when I see that stupid hunter friend of yours, I'm gonna kill him." Cornell threatened. "Hey, I'm as mad as you are. And believe me, I'm gonna kill him too…but what I don't get is why you and your father keep Victor trapped in that house." I said.

He didn't say anything.

"Hey, answer me!" I grabbed his shoulder and turned him towards me. "We're out here in this dark forest in the middle of the night looking for your brother and that damn idiot and god knows what the hell could be lurking out here. I think I deserve an explanation on why you keep Victor locked away from everyone else." His eyes slowly went and stared at the ground. He inhaled a small breath. "Victor isn't like all the other children in our town. He…he has a very rare blood diease, it passed down from my mother to him." He started. "Around the time Victor was born, before we came here, our mother started to develop this strange aroma which started to attract a dangerous crowd. Around the evening time, when she went outside, vampires would come crawling out of the shadows and try to attack her, every chance they got." He turned back and started walking again. "One night, our parents got into a disagreement and she stormed out. Usually, she come back after an hour or so, but she didn't that night. My dad went out looking for her and when he…when he found her she was dead. Several bite marks all over her body and blood every where. Turns out her blood, the aroma in her blood, attracted them to her and when Victor got bigger the same thing was happening to him. Vampires started coming around trying to attack Victor so to keep him safe, father kept him inside the house." He explained. "Now that Victor is outside, there's no telling what has or will happen to him."

Now that he explained the situation, I was completely worried for Victor's safety. Soon we made it to the clearing and there they were, Charles and Victor in the middle of the clearing. We ran over to them and the sight we saw horrorfied us. Charles was holding Victor close to him as possible, rocking back and forth. Victor was as pale as the dead, wasn't breathing, and his clothes were covered in blood.

"VICTOR!" Cornell and I screamed as we ran to them. "What the hell happened to him?! What did you do?!" Cornell yelled as he grabbed Victor from Charles. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let him go outside. This is all my fault, I'm sorry, Victor." Charles cried. "You're damn right, it's your fault! My brother is dead because of you! I want you gone, both of you! Leave here and don't come back ever again!" Cornell yelled as he carried Victor back to their place.

"I'm sorry." Said Charles as he looked up at me, his eyes were crying red. "Charles…you didn't." my eyes traveled from his eyes to his chest.

I opened his jacket and saw that the hunters mark was no longer there.

"Charles, tell me you didn't." I said. "It was the only way to save him." He said as he wiped the blood tears from his cheek, smearing it across in the process. "He lost so much blood, he was barely breathing, he was becoming colder by the second. I…I didn't know what else to do. I didn't want to lose him, too. It was the only way to save him." He cried. "Charles…we don't know what Victor is capable of when he turns. His blood is rare, if it can attract so many vampires to one place, image what he can do when he becomes one." Charles looked at me in shock and disbelief. "What're you saying?" his tone got dark. "I'm saying when he turns, he'll become a danger to everyone." I said as I stood on my feet. "So you're saying I should've left him to die, is that it?! He deserves to live more than anyone, even as a vampire!" he stood on his feet as yelled. "James, we can't kill him!" "I'm sorry, Charles. As much as it pains me, too, we have no other option. I thought they were only rumors about people with the rare blood like Victor's, but once Cornell explained why they wouldn't let him outside, why so many vampires have been roaming in this town, I remembered my parents having to deal with this kind of situation. It ended the same way we have to do it." I said. "It doesn't have to like that for us." Said Charles. "I can teach him how to control his blood lust. We can give him the hunters mark, we can live forever traveling the world, and you…" "Charles." "You can become one of us. We all can live together forever, killing hunting down all the bad vampires. James, I can turn you, too." "Charles." I said again. "James, you're my best friend and…I think I'm in love with Victor."

My swear I felt my stomach twist when he said that, a cringe of jealousy filled my heart, but I knew that I couldn't let this situation go.

"I'm sorry, Charles. I care for Victor, too, but I can't let this happen. Cornell and the rest of the town are in danger. We-I need to get back there right now." I said as I got my cross-bow ready. "I can't let Cornell or the town die." I started to walk away when I felt a tight grip on the back of my jacket. "NO!"

I was thrown back so fast, I couldn't react in time. I hit one of the trees so hard I almost felt the burning pain from my spine travel to both my head and toes.

"I'm not letting you kill Victor. I'll kill anyone who tries to hurt him." Charles growled.

His eyes glow red with anger, this was not going to end well. Meanwhile back at the Vincent Residence, Cornell and his father sat by the side of Victor's bed crying over his cold corspe.

"I shouldn't have let them stay here, injured or not, I should've made them leave." Said Cornell as he held his little brother's hand, squeezing it tightly. "Victor." Tears fell from his eyes.

Then suddenly he felt a twitch.

"Victor?" said Cornell.

A few moments later, Victor's eyes shot open, and an unsatisfied hunger began to emerge.