“Whatever, Mr Vitalli. Now, I’ve delivered the good Doctor, here - and one of your goons has taken away her little box, you know, the thing that caused your friend, McLane, to repaint an alleyway with his own innards earlier tonight,” I let that hang in the air a little – I figured vampires weren’t used to someone openly declaring that they weren’t as invulnerable as they obviously believed themselves to be, “now, I want to see Lydia. Or do I have to ask your boss, here, about that?” I said, indicating in Valance’s direction.
I briefly saw her smirk, then my attention returned rather quickly back to Vitalli. He fixed me with a murderous glance, and then…
“Oh crap,” I heard myself utter. His eyes had begun to glow green as well. Gianni Vitalli had not only gone into league with the vampires, he’d actually become a fully paid up member of the God damned club.
I think he struck me violently with the back of his hand – in truth, it was so fast that I didn’t see it coming at all. The impact of the blow was so severe it lifted me off my feet and sent me tumbling backwards a good five yards. My vision blurred, my head throbbed and I felt at least two teeth come loose in my mouth. I lay motionless for few seconds before dragging myself to my feet. My body was still aching from the beating McLane had given me earlier – taking a second severe beating inside twenty four hours was just completely unfair.
I threw a quick glance to my watch – one minute to go.
Vitalli was already advancing toward me, I was worried that he might let the moment go to his head and beat me to a bloody pulp right there and then. I was mightily relieved when Valance spoke up.
“Easy, Gianni. Remember, you must control those primal urges – you’re part of the superior species now.”
Reluctantly he held back.
“Johnny!” A very familiar voice reached my ears, I looked over and I saw Lydia, face bruised, clothes torn and battered, had been dragged in the clearing. Valance, eyes green, fangs bared, behind her – clasped her arm violently around Lydia’s throat.
I instinctively moved toward them.
“Stay there or I rip the bitch’s head clean off!” Lydia’s eyes widened in horror as she looked at me helplessly.
I flicked another glance at my watch – thirty seconds.
“Okay, Miss Valance, you win, congratulations,” I raised both hands in as diffusing a manner as I could muster, “now, please – I’ll take you up on your offer, I’ll work for you, hell, I’ll work for free – I’ll do anything you ask, just let her go.”
“Oh, you really are a prize idiot, Jerome!” She was cackling now like a demented witch, “none of you are walking out of here.”
“Yeah? I figured you might be full of shit, guess I was right. Well, c’mon then, you better make this quick,” I said, trying to summon up a last bit of bravado.
Ten seconds.
“Kill you? Don’t be so stupid! Three healthy humans – chock full of blood, that would be a horrendous waste. Oh no, Jerome, you’re all going to spend your last days in the farm with the other scum that we’ve dragged in. Think of it as probably the only truly useful thing you’ve ever done. How ironic it’ll be that as your life blood slowly drains away, you’ll be contributing to keeping my kind nourished.”
Times up.
“Is that right. Well…” I stalled, listening intently. Nothing.
“What’s the matter, Johnny?” she mocked, “not got one of your trademark wisecracks to throw at me?”
I hesitated, my mind pondering all the things that could have happened to scupper my plans. I thought for just a moment that this could really be the end for me…And then – that sound, that sweet, blessed sound. It was the unmistakable din of audio feedback.
“What the hell?” Vitalli glanced around, “That’s the city public address system. Why in the hell would anyone be broadcasting anything in the middle of the night?”
“That sure is, Gianni, my boy. I’m about to play you a little tune, and trust me, it’s going to literally blow your mind, you son of a bitch!”
It was my turn to give him the murderous stare. I wish I could have seen my own face at that moment, I’d wager I was grinning like a complete crazy bastard.
Quietly at first, a high pitched sound started to emanate all around, the city public address system had output speakers almost everywhere, including several within the complex – there would be no escape.
The vampire’s expressions all rapidly began to change from confidence, to indecision, to confusion – and then to blind terror.
The volume of the sound rose higher and almost simultaneously they all clasped their hands to their ears and began screaming and howling, falling to the floor and writhing. About ten seconds later the first vampire, one of the thronging mass all around me, exploded in a fiery and pulpy mess. He was followed by another, then another.
I looked at Lydia, she had gotten free from Valance – Del-Ray had clasped her arm and pulled her clear of the screaming horde.
Gianni Vitalli was on his knees in front of me, making the most tortured sound I’d ever heard a grown man make, blood and smoke poured out of him. I couldn’t resist it, I smacked him across his face the same way he had done to me just minutes earlier – admittedly nowhere near as hard, but it didn’t matter. His entire head split into two and fell clean off his shoulders and a geyser of flame and blood spurted from his neck about ten feet into the air. His torso fell forward and as it hit the ground his entire body disintegrated into a cloud of grey dust right before me.
Next, I began to make my way over to Valance, with every intention of giving her some similar treatment. Alas, she beat me to it. She hoisted back her head and let out an ear-splitting scream.
“Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-.”
And then she literally exploded in an impressive orange fireball.
“Whoa!”
The blast knocked me backward, I was temporarily plunged into a thick haze of acrid smelling, black smoke. After a few seconds the smoke began to clear, Shelly Valance was no more.
I looked around, all of the vampires appeared to have suffered a similar fate, reduced in seconds to nothing but smoke, piles of ash and splatters of powdered blood.
“Jeez!” I said out loud, “I sure wouldn’t want to be the one who’d have to clean this mess up!”
CHAPTER 11
We didn’t hang around long after. We quickly scouted the vicinity and found the destroyed remains of vampires everywhere. There were one or two hoods still about, but they were busy re-evaluating their choice of career - in light of their employers untimely demise. They weren’t really concerned about us.
Lydia was in a bad way, she was pretty traumatised and almost blacked out a couple times as we tried to make out way out of the Docklands complex. Del-Ray and I had to carry her the last few yards to the car.
Just as we drove away, the noise from the City public address system came to an abrupt halt. I had to admit, Smitts had done a fine job.
I was quite proud of the ruse I’d concocted. Smitts and Del-Ray had built a device that made a sound that could kill vampires, but it was small, only effective to a very localised degree. I figured the city public address system would be just about the best mass delivery system for carrying out large scale vampire genocide. Boy, was I proved right!
We’d agreed that Smitts would take the working prototype of the vampire killing audio device, sneak out of the institute in secret and head to the downtown broadcast station which controlled the signal fed out to the city public address system. I insisted he take a gun, not that I expected him to use it – hell, it wasn’t even loaded – although I didn’t tell him that, it was just as a precaution should there be a security guard on duty. As it turned out there was, thankfully some skinny runt of a guy who almost shit his pants when Smitts pointed the gun at him – he complied completely and pretty much let him do everything he needed to, and to make good his escape.