“How fast can you guys get it here. I need to see and examine it closely before it dies,” Dr Mabel asked.
Lenzo told him that they would be on their way right away! Attaching a steel cable to the underside of the helicopter and securing it to the steel enforced holding cage for the vampire, they lifted off with their catch in tow. Mr.Roberts felt sorry for Dr Lenzo and did give him his apologies before they left. He saw everything that transpired from the safety of his hut and this one thing he knew for sure; these men were really brave and have shown unflinching courage in the face of such extreme and unpredictable danger. It made him now realize how little he understood of this man’s dedication to the cause. He was willing to lose a hand than become part of the problem. He and his workers who had all awoken at the beginning of hostilities wished Lenzo and the three that left with him the best.
Chapter 3
As the helicopter made its way towards Dr. Mabel’s location with its now sedated cargo in tow, Dr Lenzo heaved a sigh of relief and he glanced downwards to see if the cage was still attached to the chopper. A satisfied look crossed his face when he glimpsed the cage dangling.
“If a little cyanide could do so much damage to these seemingly indestructible vampires, what would a full dosage have done?” he thought to himself as he lay back to rest his hurting body.
Throughout the one hour flight towards Mabel’s laboratory, the hunters took two shifts in watching the vampire. Even though it was caged and dangling outside, one could never be too careful.
The other vampire clan members got very far from the camp before stopping. They thought to go back to the camp and make an attempt at saving their leader but later decided to continue to their hiding place and think it over before going on an attack. A blind and unplanned attack might spell disaster for them. Besides that, they figured they were tactically disadvantaged given their diminished numbers then. They therefore continued their long journey and soon reached the cave which was home to them. Even though the humans thought of them as hideous and non-feeling beings, they actually weren’t. They were actually very angry and sad about the fate that had befallen their leader. They discussed and mapped out game plan on how to save him. First, they had to read the newspapers the next day in order to ascertain the government’s moves about their father that who they believed was in their custody. They also needed to add a new member so as to constitute a safe number for their clan. The older and stronger of the three advised that they travel that night to Edinbur, the closest town where they could lie in wait till the next night to be able to get the newspaper, a change of clothing and choose a new member for the clan. They went down to the river as they needed to have a bath to wash off any offensive smell that could easily give them away in the company of people. They smelled so much of ammonia.
Being such ‘monstrous’ beings, they really didn’t have much liking for huge bodies of water. They were at first hesitant to step into the water for a bath as they did not particularly have any liking for water on their skin. They just did it because they had to. They wanted to get clean clothing so as to blend in with the human population. They were all males, except for one lone female, though that didn’t matter much to them. They neither cared about sex nor did sexuality matter to them. Being totally asexual by their nature, they were oblivious of the opposite sex. After grooming themselves, having nothing else to wear, they put on their tattered bullet riddled robes once more. They set out on their journey that night, running all the way. In roughly two hours they reached the