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Day 9 part 4 “Sir, it is an Avis rental, why the fuck is she driving mini bus to Bristol in a nurses uniform?” “Jase, if we knew the answer to that we would already have her. Find out from Avis which depot that is from.” Bones responded. “Already on it” Bentley called, “hang on, it’ll be through in a moment.” There was an air of expectancy in the room and they were clustering around the map to see where the depot was, all eyes to the north of the map, with full expectation that was were the mini bus would have been hired from. Bones turned to Gurpindar, “Gur, get onto Frenchey and the other Bristol hospitals. I want Hilt’s picture sent there now, and I want them on the look out. As before, no approaches direct to her, and our line is still that she is a victim, mentally unstable following a vicious assault.” “Sir,” Bentley called, “it came from Yate, sir. Looks like she is taking it back.” “Jones, get onto that depot right now, I want to know who it is signe...

Day 9 part 3 Vanessa arrived back with a mini bus, not from the same supplier as before, she preferred to spread the risk. She also planned on visiting a different rehab centre, one a little further away. “Come on Eldred, we don’t have all day here.” She wished she had the voice and could just make him come and do her bidding, they way had made her do his, but as far as she could tell from his memories, it came with strength, and as a young Vampyre she did not yet have the strength, and she guessed he had only just regained it. She couldn’t even begin to imagine how powerful he would become once fully restored, and she guessed that moment was only a feed or two a way. “Ah well,” she said to the emply hallway, “it won’t be that long before I am powerful too. Eldred! Hurry the fuck up.” Rebekah and Christine had been through the whole house top to bottom, and the garden side to side. “You know what?” Christine said. “Yeah,’ Rebekah answered, “for a nurse she s...

Day 9 - part 2 Vanessa tied the tourniquet around her upper arm and tapped the vein in her elbow. She then inserted the needle and blood began to flow into the vial. Four vials later she relaxed the tourniquet and removed the needle, wiping the puncture mark with a little of her saliva. Almost as soon as the needle was out the small wound began to heal, not a drop of her blood was lost. She prepared four injections, each of her blood. The boy first. Vanessa was dressed in her nurses uniform, she felt it would help his subconscious accept the treatment. She went into his room. He lay naked and half awake on the bed. “Hello my lovely, I have your next treatment, if I could just have your arm.” She tied the tourniquet around his arm and as the vein grew proud in his elbow she inserted the needle and then relaxed the tourniquet. The vein was now pumping blood back to the heart for recirculation, she slowly mixed in the sample of her own blood, then wiped the injection site with a...

Day Nine  part 1 Amanda was dozing in her bed, her mother calling her to come down for breakfast, there was a knock at the door. “Good morning madam, I am sorry to bother you, the house next but one.” “Yes, it’s empty, no one lived there for ages.” “We are just checking on empty properties, wonder if you have seen anyone coming and going the past few days. You know, perhaps someone new looking around, that sort of thing?” “Excuse me a minute officer,” Joyce Mills turned away from the door, “Amanda Mills will you get your but down these stairs now.” She turned back to the policeman. “Teenagers. Gone for hours on end and then comes home at all hours and sleeps for hours. Why are you asking about the house?” “Well, a few weeks a go there was a little spate of thefts from unattended properties, so we are just working our way round all the properties that we know are empty, check if they are still secure, asking the neighbours, just that sort of thing. I stress...

Day 8 Part 4 He pulled up the patrol car at the gate, which was unsurprisingly locked. There was a foot gate which was not. He looked around, he could see no way to contact the house, there was a small post box and a larger parcel shelter and that was it. Nothing that seemed to give any way to contact the house. If ‘Services had to park up and walk, he wasn’t surprised they didn’t bother often. He radio’d in. “391, at Silver residence. It looks to be a ten minute walk just to the front door. I will radio again before I knock.” Eldred and Vanessa looked at each other, they had sensed the approach. “Amanda my beautiful, go upstairs and sit with the girls, I will sit with the boy, Eldred, if you sit with the girls also. I will just have a little chat with out host to make sure he says the right thing, but we will listen, just in case, okay?” Amanda said ‘sure thing’ and went up stairs, unusually in her human form, but quite naked. Eldred went up as well to thrall th...

Day 8 part 3 Mavis was a little dismayed, there were a number of key components to the spell that she did not have and she would have to spend another day sourcing the missing items. She had a hazel tree in the garden, pretty standard planting for a Wytch. She went to the garden and pulled a small plug out of the trunk, and inserted a small pointed stick, the rising sap would seep down the stick and fall into the foil cup taped to the end. The hazel sap would collect whilst she was out, that was the easy one. If it had been in the depths of winter when the sap was not rising she would have possibly had a problem. The others were a little more difficult and require some thought. The opium of the poppy for example. That was pretty common until relatively reason, but now, due to its illegality, getting hold of pure opium poppy seeds was not so easy. Many of the worts were not yet fully grown this season, and the two she needed didn’t grow naturally in this region any way. No...

Day 8 - part 2. “If you wanted hide Christine, I mean, really hide, where would you go?” “My mum’s.” “So, Vanessa’s mum passed away some years ago. Think again.” “Er, holiday cottage?” “Can you afford that in cash, will someone take cash, would you know where to go to get a holiday cottage in cash?” “Well that is the crux of it sir, we have to try and think of solutions that involve no money. Break into an empty house?” “Yes, they can then go to ground and consume what ever food is in the house, freezer or tinned or whatever.” “But that would only last them so long, then they would need to go out and get food.” “And that means money or a credit card, and we have had all of Vanessa Hilts cards stopped.” “The ones that we know about sir, same as her phone. Damn.” Christine slapped her forehead with her hand. “We missed a trick there sir.” “Don’t worry, Christine we all did, and so did the wonderboys. Get in touch with the mobile phone co...

Day Eight The Best Laid Plans of Vampyres The four food thralls were moaning and complaining about stomach cramps. “Shit,” Vanessa said, “The one thing I forgot about was human food for the thralls, and then will need things like toothpaste, toothbrushes, toilet paper, the girls will need sanitary towels and the like. Oh shit oh shit.” “So go shopping, take the Felcan, she might like the change of scene.” “I will need a car, and I want to go south to the big Mall in Bristol, I am more likely to get lost in a crowd there. I shall have to use the housekeeper’s car when she gets here. As to money, I shall just have to get some one to give me some cash, that’ll be easy.” “You could just get the housekeeper to get what you need, she can think Lord Addled Brain has some house guests.” “That won’t work Eldred, someone is paying the bills and they will wonder why there are suddenly guests. Amanda is ok, she has been going home every day for some good old fashioned home ...

Day 7 part 6 Vanessa was sitting nude in a chair, her knees to her chest, arms around her legs. She was angry. Eldred sat on the other side of the room a smile on his face. “That was so wrong” she said eventually. “What?” “You keep calling me your daughter, fathers do not have sex with their daughters, it is totally wrong.” “Well, in the several thousand years I have been alive, they have done. You have to stop this old, human, way of thinking. Sex is not for procreation amongst us, it is a taking or transferring of an energy, a primal power. You take it where you can, it strengthens you. “It is difficult to undo all the teachings of my life.” “Look into my memories daughter, and leave your own memories in a box, they are distracting you.” “My memories are who I am.” “No daughter, no, your memories are your old human self, who you were. Now you are Vampyre. It is dark outside, sardine time, put on your dress.”

Day 7 - part 5 “We must go and feed, I have the most disgusting taste in my mouth.” Vanessa spoke, her palate pressing against her tongue as if trying to force the taste of the tainted blood out of her mouth. “How the fuck do Vampyre taste buds even work anyway? Christ, sometimes I feel too fucking human. No, don’t answer that, I was just speaking aloud,” she said as Eldred had been about to answer. “We do not need to feed, no, we shall wait until later, just think how good the food will taste when cleansed.” “Dammit, I need to get this taste out of my mouth.” “Come my child, allow me, taste my blood, it will cleanse away the taste of the spoiled food.” Eldred tipped his head to one side and ran a nail down his skin, slicing the flesh and allowing his blood to seep. Unable to control herself Vanessa flew across the room, mouth wide open, and as she latched on his neck and bit she was unaware of her dress falling in her wake, nor did she notice as Eldred caught her...

Day 7 - part 4 “I have elicited some support in your endeavour,” Ellery said, it seems that your concerns raised ripples here.” “I am not surprised, I would do more than ripple if I were where you are.” “Ah, but then you never will be here, will you Mavis?” “No, indeed not Ellery, indeed not, it is a pity that we did not meet when you were here, I am sure that a Wytch and a Wytchfinder would have made an interesting mix.” “Indeed Mavis, but then it was never your kind of Wytch that I sought.” “Indeed Ellery, did you ever realise that there was more than one kind? What an interesting education that could have been.” “You are baiting me madam?” “Just preparing you for the battle ahead Ellery, nothing more.” “The trick is going to be finding him.” “Oh, that won’t be a problem, just you make sure that you are ready, I am not keen to face a Vampyre alone, no, that is not something I relish.” “Indeed not otherwise Mavis Williams may no longer be hol...

Day 7 - rehab part 3 Christine braked heavily and the car came to a stop, Bentley was out slightly quicker and headed to the rear of the house, but Christine was only a moment behind going straight to the front door. As Bentley came back to the front shaking his head, “long gone”, a car came to a halt and, at a slightly more leisurely pace DI Kahn and DI String sauntered up. “Oh hello,” Rebekah Kahn said, “I suppose I ought to say, ‘what a surprise’ seeing you here, but as we all know, it isn’t.” Her smile looked sweet but both Bentley and Jackson knew it was a mask hiding venom. “We assumed you had picked up the keys” Jason string added, “but just in case we bought the spare set that we had made.” “Hi Guys,” Bentley said, “of course I have the keys, by the way Christine, that’s a fiver I owe you. We had a bet you see, I said that you would be here before us, Christine said after.” A complete fabrication but he guessed Christine would pick up and play along. He didn’t wa...

Day seven, part 2 Although Eldred had her memories and thus knew how to drive, technically at least, Vanessa had no confidence that he would actually be competent behind the controls of anything. She had therefore gone to the hire centre and picked up a mini bus. They would need it for their batch of food donors, the rental clerk had no idea that he had given her the keys to the minibus, and had filled out forms in a completely fictitious name. She planned to get the minibus back well before the end of the day. After picking up the minibus she had driven past her house, there seemed no sign of activity, her front door was repaired and she doubted her key would work, the police would be sure to have changed the lock. Fortunately her house had a back door she and a back door key hidden in the garden. She pulled up about 100 yards beyond her house, she cut through the field and approached from the rear, moving at her fastest speed, she doubted that she would be noticed even if anyon...

Day Seven – Rehab part 1 Long John was eating his breakfast of cold toast, watching as a black panther wandered past and then settled down laying across his feet. ‘Invisible things that couldn’t possibly exist seemed so real these days’ he thought. He was totally unsurprised when next he looked down to see a naked girl on his feet. ‘Seems to happen a lot these days’ his brain reminded him. “Your plan then daughter?” Eldred asked. “You recall I was a nurse in my old life.” “A role you could go back to, it could have had its uses to us.” Eldred commented. “Indeed until my life got fucked up and I became a fugitive rather than a simple victim.” “You could still say I kidnapped you, held you in that old chapel, and that you only escaped by bashing me through the heart with a piece of wood at which point I burst into flames and vanished.” “None of that stuff works.” “No, but they don’t know that, and if they thought it did, it would probably help me escape o...

Day 6 - part 4 DCI Alan ‘bones’ Maccoigh of Serious Crimes was in the conference room along with DCI Adam Hart, DI Chris Bentley, and DI’s Dick Jones, Rebekah Kahn, Jason String and Gurpindar Singh all of Serious Crimes. Bones and his team had come in at CPO Steven Hunt’s instruction, there having been no significant developments during the day. Bentley was a bit pissed off, convinced that no one could have come any closer to capturing the culprits. He had, at Adam Hart’s request, run through all the facts that they had to hand. There was now a general brain storm. DCI Alan ‘bones’ Maccoigh: What if Hilt is just a victim? Bentley: Munchausen Syndrome? Gone over to the other side perhaps DI Dick Jones: The bones in the crypt, what of them? Bentley: Just regular old bones, they had not been buried in earth. DI Rebekah Kahn: So we need to get that crypt opened then. Bentley: We don’t have the equipment available. DI Rebekah Kahn: Did you ask an undert...

Day 6 part 3 “They will need to go to ground Christine.” Bentley was siting backwards on a chair, musing aloud looking at the map on the wall which now included a pin on the far side of the river. “How many do you think ‘they’ are sir? I still am not happy about the murder being the first offence followed by the rapes, and then another rape and murder. It does not sound like the MO of one person. And then Vanessa Hilt is missing, do we presume she is dead, awaiting discovery, or is part of them? Sir?” Christine wanted the benefit of her DI’s experience, his thoughts. She had her own ideas, but did not really want to speak them aloud, not yet.” Bentley twirled the chair around and started to rock back and forth. “Okay, right. Well. Let’s think this through again, but from the perpetrators perspective. You write on the board.” Christine picked up the blue marker and stood waiting his words. “One,” he said, “there is a chemist. Some clever arse has come up with a ne...

Day Six - part 2 “Amanda, you know this area, is there anyone who lives alone, anyone that lives with no neighbours, anywhere we could go and stay for a while?” Vanessa knew that they could not establish themselves if they were on the run, and they could not keep ahead of the police hiding in a pill box. Amanda lay nude in her human form, having just changed back. Eldred was stroking his long finger nails through her hair. Vanessa thought that if she could, Amanda would be purring. “There is old Long John Silver, he was a rock star and fried his brain on drugs. He lives alone in the big old house at Elmore Lock. That is really all I can think of.” Vanessa nodded to herself, yes, she had heard he lived around here somewhere. He had dropped so much acid in the seventies that one day, so they say, he went on a trip and never came back. He fit the bill of a recluse perfectly. “Do you know the way?” She asked Amanda. “We can follow the river trail, it goes past the ba...