Crimson Vampire Night

by Zac Zara

  "This is not what I thought my week was going you know?" Ishmael said.

  "Please! This is nothing! I don't know what my mornings are going to be!" Shane said.

  "No kidding!" Ishmael said. Desmond went over to Uthyxeth and had a puzzled look on his face.

  "Did you know this would happen?" Desmond said. "I don't' know what you mean! But it's nice things worked out for the better!" Uthyxeth said. "When you're a warrior for as long as I have, sometimes not fighting a bloody pointless war is the better. You'll understand in a few years!"

  "Don't worry sir! I already do!" Then Deacon and Weldon turned to each other and hugged. "I can't believe that worked!" Weldon said.

  "You're' telling me!" Deacon said. "So am awesome huh?"

  "Damn right!" Weldon said. But then the werewolf casuth a scent, a very familiar disgusting one. He looked up towards a radio tower that was hanging over them. Deacon saw it too. They both saw the same thing. It as that scumbag Wellington who was looking down at them with a very unpleasant face. His frown was as sour as his soul. It was clear that his place had gone to shit.

  "You are not each other's enemy, HE IS!" Deacon yelled pointing at the radio tower. Then both the NIghtworth Legion and the Crimson Hounds looked up at the radio tower and saw the horrible man. But when Ishmael saw the man, his eyes grew wide and got this angry mean look.

  "YOU! I KILLED YOU!" Ishmael yelled at Wellington. "Yet here I stand Ishmael! What's wrong you look like you seen a ghost?" Welington commented. Deacon was surprised by this. So was Weldon.

  "Dad1 You know this bastard?" Deacon said. "I fought him! Over 200 years ago and I killed him too. I cut his damn head off. He was one of those damn luntiacs who tried to open a get into another world to summon one of his damn freaks! He's the reason why my brother is gone!" Ishmael told Deacon.

  "I still feel the axe going through my neck. But you're brother gto what was coming to him. He stood against a god and that is sacrilege. I won't' have it!" Welington told them. "You two have been quite a pain in my ass this week, more than anyone in over 100 years. Ruining my plans and scattering them to pieces! Very inappropriate!"

  "You're' welcome prick!" Weldon said. The man was very not please.

  "I'm sorry but who the hell is this guy and what the hell is he up too?" Shane said. "Ellis Wellington! Leader of the cultist or Order of....whatever they're calling themselves ow. He was trying to cause a massive war between the NIghtworth and Crimson Hounds so it would cause massive deaths and blood so he could bring forth what ever is waiting to get out into our world. Rotten bastard! Face it Wellington! It's over! You and your freaks are shit out of luck!" Deacon called out!

  "That so! Well then, you never been a businessman! One rule about business, when one plan fails, you always have a back up!" Then Wellington snapped his fingers with a devilish smile.

  Suddenly, the devourers started to burst out of the ground around the Crimson Hounds. Then these large fish humanoid monsters appeared around them the NIghtworth Legion. Then this mass of pro-plashmic blob came out of the manholes of he sewers. The two armies were surrounded by monsters. Then the cultists appeared with melee weapons and guns. They were with the monsters.

  "If I can't have my bloody war, hen I'll just have you all covering the walls. Have fun you shits! My Devourers, Deep Ones and shoggoth will have to entertain you."

  Then Wellington leaped off the radio tower and to the ground. It was a 400 foot drop too. He smiled and went for the mall there. Deacon and Weldon saw him getting away and they were not having that! They both looked to their fathers.

  "Go! We got this! Get that scum!" Ishmael said. "You too boy! Make him suffer!" Shane said. The two leaders were together, facing off against the the hordes of mutant monsters and freaks.

  "Nightworth Legion.....kill them all and don't stop til they're all dead!" Ishmael said. "Hounds! Hunting time!" Shane said. The Crimson Hounds all transformed into their beast forms and attacked the enemy. Shane stood next to Ishmael fully transformed.

  “Let me show you how the Crimson Hounds hunt pretty boy!” Shane said. The giant werewolf grabbed three deep ones with his jaws while smacking three cultist into the side of a building. Then he kicked two more against a car while stomping on one cultist with his foot.

  “Crude but effective I guess! My turn! I didn’t come all the way out here to watch you have all the fun.” Ishmael said. The vampire lord hacked a cultist weapon in half then hacked off his head in a single strike. Then he sliced through two deep ones then buried his axe into the chest of a third deep one. One cultist came out at him with a dagger but Ishmael merely grabbed him by the neck and broke it.

  Uthyxeth impaled 10 devourers on his spear then threw the aside while slashing six more in half with the second swing. Vesper was beating hordes of the devourers with the bodies of the deep ones while Desmond fought off the shoggoth. It was like the monster from the Blob but even more disgusting and had various other things inside its body. Desmond went rushing at it with a horizontal swing. The greatsword sliced through the body of the msnter but it just reformed together. The monster was raising up with the intent to swallow Desmond. But the vampire smiled.

  “This is the 21 century good sir!” Then Desmond pulled out a grenade launcher and aimed for the beast. The grenade round shot into the shoggoth and exploded into pieces. The two boys were off after Wellington.

  "Let's get the bastard!" Weldon said.

  "You got it! Let's waffle stomp his ass together!" Deacon sid. The two boys went chasing after Wellington as the two armies battled the cultist and their monsters. Definitely not what Wellington wanted. But this was what the two boys wanted.

  The two boys followed Wellington into the mall. The pace was still lite up with the music and the lights on. The mall looked very expensive and high end. The neon signs were still on in the background to the different storefronts. They knew that bastard was somewhere in there. They checked everywhere but didn't split up knowing that was what he wanted. Wellington was a coward who let others do his dirty work.

  The movie theater jingle was playing constantly to the point to where Weldon punched the sign with his bare fist, breaking the thing. The two also kept an eye on the dolls, making sure they didn't come to life. They had a bad record when it came to lifeless dolls that only looked lifeless. Then the two had an idea where he might be. It would have to be the mall garden at the other end of the mall. It was big, fancy looking and it looked like a boss anea from a RPG video game.

  The two both walked inside. There were massive trees going up into the ceiling with statues and hedges all over the place. But they also found their target. The two of them found a dead guard on the ground. He was already gone. Then they saw Wellington at the top floor by the stairs. They both confronted him there expecting him to pull so kind of trick like he always did. He was capable of anything right now. Wellington turned around and faced them with a demented smile. He didn’t show any kind of fear or stress. He was still cocky as ever and full of himself. This suit was still just as white. They both wonder if he ever took it off. But it was going to get ruined in a few minutes.

  You two should have been smashed into the pavement the moment I laid eyes on you!" Wellington said. “Defeated by the power of love, OH SCREW OFF!”

  "Must suck huh? it's over Wellington! You lost!" Deacon said.

  "No! NO! I won't LET YOU! I'M TAKING THE TWO OF YOU WITH ME!" Wellington said. Then his body started to morph and grow in different ways. Just like the siren, the man transformed into a horrible beyond the stars. He grew several feet tall while his arms and legs morphed and grew uncontrollably.

  There in front of them was this massive monster with a mass of flesh for its body and six massive arms out in front of it. It’s skin was this brownish fleshy tan with disgusting spheres coming out. There were swarms of tentacles moving around it it’s sides and back. They could see pieces of Wellington's body in the monster. His leg was sticking out from the right side of it. There was a massive
head in the shape of a crocodile's head exploding out of the top of the thing. The monster had three massive wings that flap all over. Wellington's face was in the middle of the horrible monster. He still had on a demented smile.

  "I grown tired of both of you! Die now!" Wellington said. The monster smashed a pillar to the right of it while it stomped after them. Weldon transformed into his werewolf form and got ready to fight.

  “I think you lived long enough!” Deacon said. The monsters grew this massive claw from his left arm which he used to swing at the two. Weldon grabbed the left arm so Deacon could run up and slice it off with his claymore.

  “We learned a few tricks from that bitch siren you know.” Weldon said. Then the monster start to vomit a stream of acid at them. The two leaped out of the way in time. The acid went all over, melting the top floor and destroyed several shops below. Then it fell to the first floor.

  “I’ll see you both dead!” Then Wellington came running after them with this super large tentacle that sprouted from his left arm wound. It waved all over, smashing into the food court and knocking tables all over the place. Weldon leaped up into the air and punched the monster into a wall. It brought a pile of debris on top of Wellington. But the monster burst out of the pile. Then the monster pulled out this massive sword out of it's stomach. It threw it's sword over ti and stabbed into the ground, releasing this explosive attack at them.

  But Deacon smashed through the attack while Weldon stabbed this claws into its chest. The monster screamed in pain. Then it swung ti’s large sword at them again which destroyed more pillars. Weldon leapd off and back with Deacon. Both of the boys ra at the monster and attacked his legs, Deacon slashed through the left leg while Weldon ripped through the other. The monster fell to the ground finally and collapsed in a helpless state. Both boys were facing the mutant Wellington who was trying to get back up.

  Then Wellington started to grow even bigger. His body was becoming less human but the second. Then two more arms sprouted from this back. He was becoming more of a msonter by the minute. Then the monster grew so big that he was exploding through the roof. Wellington screamed this high pitch roar while this massive mouth burst from his chest. Deacon knew that claymores and brute strength wasn't going to be enough. The monster took flight with all three of its wings flapping back and forth. Soon, Wellington was the sign of the mall himself.

  "Looks like some kind of dragon!" Weldon commented. "It's just going to keep growing till it' consumes everything! Now I see why he's lived for so long! He's an eldritch monster himself. Probably turned into one years back." Deacon said.

  "How the hell are we going to kill it?" Weldon said. Then Uthyxeth came leaping up and landing next to them. He had a massive RPG weapon in his hands.

  "Use this!" Uthyxeth said tossing the weapon to Deacon. "It's going to take a lot more than this to take him down." Deacon said. But then Weldon saw this massive power transformer barely hanging down from a power pole.

  "I have an idea!" The werewolf leaped up the pole. He grabbed ahold of the transformer and ripped it from the pole. Deacon had an idea what he was doing.

  "When ready, fire at the transformer! Got it!" The werewolf yelled. The vampire warrior nodded. Then with a powerful throw, Weldon launched the transformer at the flying mutant from hell. Right as the transformer hit the monster in the mouth on its chest, Deacon fired the rocket at the target. The rocket hit the transformer, causing both of them to exploded with a massive blue electric explosion. The monster was consumed in the fiery blaze. The parts of it went everywhere as the blue explosion lite up the place. Then it fell back down into the mall, crashing into one of the stores. Deacon and Weldon high fived. Then ran back down to check if he was dead. There, laying on several shelves of clothes was the burnt remains of Wellington. His human face and his right arm was still there with parts of his mutated side. He was still alive but barely. He was still able to give in one last word.

  "I refuse to die! I'm my master's servant! I'm his weapon, I'm...." "Finished!" Deacon said.

  "This is for Luther! Rot in hell bitch!"

  Deacon sliced off the crocodile head while Weldon grabbed Wellington's human head and ripped it off the body. The monsters rolled around in horrible pain. They both got enjoyment from see him suffer. It was still probably a better death than what he done to his victims.

  It was then the boys looked at the monster with relief and joy. But the two looked around and saw the state the mall was in. The place looked like a bulldozer went to town.

  “Boy! We sure made a mess of this place!” Deacon said.

  “The mall makes enough money, they can pay for it!” Weldon said. He turned back into his human form and put his arm around Deacon’s shoulder.

  “Let’s blow this joint! I'm hungry. You?” Weldon said. “Yeah!” Deacon replied.

  The two of them went back to the mall parking lot where they found both the Nightworth Legion and the Crimson Hounds together celebrating. On the ground around them was the dead cultists, fish monsters, and what was left of that blob monster. Then the two armies saw the boys and cheered them on. They were heroes that day. Both of their boys saw their fathers together standing on the bodies of two dead monsters enjoying a beer.

  “What about your Eternal Order commanded or whatever they’re called.“ Shane said.

  “They can deal with it!” Ishmael said.

  “Well, there’s a sight you don’t see everyday. I must be dreaming!” Weldon said. “Well! Then it must be a good dream then.” Deacon grabbed Weldon and kissed him in victory. Both of them kissed like there was no tomorrow. They were enjoying the moment and they wouldn’t trade it for the world.

  Meanwhile, Desmond was with Uthyxeth trying to catch his breath. He saw that all the wolves were human again and not wearing any clothes.

  “Can they please put some clothes on? Some of them are way passed their prime days!” Desmond said trying to look the other way.

  “Welcome to werewolf life Desmond!” Uthyxeth said.

  Both the Nightworth and the Crimson Hounds were now as one, enjoying the fact that they were alive and not helping a insane man open a portal to some other world and unleashing some unholy god into their world to turn the world into the 10th level of hell. It was a good night it turned out!

  Just a few days had passed by much happened in just those few days. The Nightworth Legion cleaned up the mess at the Mall and managed to wrap up any loose ends for what happened there. The cover story was that a freak tornado came out of nowhere and destroyed most of the mall and the parking lot. It seemed to have just spawned from one of those pop up storms. Hey! It seemed to work.

  When it came to the nightmare in St. Charles, they were able to blame it on the ones reasonable, the cultists. They were the ones that started it. The story was that the cultist were dressed as monsters and attacking the residence in the area that night. The public bought it. The nightworth were able to repair the damage at the mall and to the areas around St. Charles with some help form the Crimson Hounds who were pretty good carpenters and workers. It also helped that they could work during the day. It only took about a few weeks to get everything back to normal. But that didn't stop the rumors of St. Charles being a haven for monsters. But people talk and that's how myths and legends start. The local taboids had a field day with those stories.

  Six Flags was restored back to new but this time, there were some improvements to the park and new hours too. Now there was a time where vampires and werewolves and other supernatural beings could come in at night and enjoy the park. The employees were keyed in on the whole thing to make sure there was no confusion.

  Then there was the ceremony of the Nocturnal Union. This was the sort of celebration of both the Nightworth Legion and the Crimons Hounds coming together for a united alliance together. You should see the look of the vampire nobles and wizards’ faces seeing werewolves there at the Nightworth Manor. Some of them weren't even dressed in proper attire, especially Weldon. Deacon shook his hea
d but wasn't surprised. There, the Nocturnal Union formed as a defense for all the supernatural beings there in the St. Louis, St. Charles and St. Peters parts.

  Now vampires and werewolves can live together in St. Louis peacefully. Both Ishmael and Shane stood at the top of the stairs in the main hall shaking hands.

  "You and the Crimson Hounds are welcome in the city anytime Shane. You guys can even come live here to if you wish." Ishmael told Shane.

  Thanks but no thanks. Me and the others prefer to stay in a more open place with less pollution. Too crowded for my taste." Shane said.

  "Fair enough!" "You should come out to Wolf's Hollow. Get you out of the city a bit! I can give you a tour of my liquor collection. Most of it brewed in town." Shane said.

  "I'm sure I tasted worse!" Ishmael said. Then one of the werewolves Roach went over to Sonja who was off by herself. "Hey there sweetie! How long have you been alive because I've been crushing on you for centuries!" Roach said. Sonja rolled her eyes and sighed.

  "For the love of God!" Sonja said. Uthyxeth was at the armory practicing his daily sword and spear practice. It was a regular thing for him. Battle was his thing you can say! But while practicing there, he remembered back to a few years ago when Deacon and Desmond are just kids. He had gone with them when Ishmael and Helen had taken them camping at a campsite in Alaska during the time of 30 days of night. It was a time where no sunlight would ever show and it would always be night or mid twight. They had this small cabin on this lake where they weren't ever bothered by anyone up there. He came long as their protection detail even though Ishmael didn't need it. He would sit on the roof of the cabin roof watching over the two boys as they played in the snow.

  "Hey Uthyxeth! Come down and play with us!" Deacon said.

  "I prefer to stay up here where I can see out into the landscape and keep watch for danger!" Uthyxeth said. "You always say that! Have some fun!" Desmond told Uthyxeth. "Don't be such a party pooper!" Ishmael showed up next to Uthyxeth and sat next to him.