should be. I shrugged. Each of us
was a bit different.
Slipping my tote off my shoulder, I walked quickly to the Vampire and dropped down to my knees. Opening the bag, I pulled a portable battery free and set it next to the Vampire. "You're not doing what I think you're doing,” Crash said worriedly as he watched. I looked up and nodded. “Only choice. I have questions.” I looked back at the Vampire with a frown. “He has answers."
"You can't do this, Rose,” Crash argued. “You know what happens to Vampires when they get Franked?"
Ignoring Crash's warnings, I yanked a couple of steel bolts out of the tote. The ends were sharpened, while the opposite side had a thin tab to attach wires to. Yanking the stake out of the Vampire's chest, I tossed it to Crash. “If he goes nuts, use this." The Raze Demon frowned. “Not very comforting." I jabbed the first bolt into the Vampire's neck, just below his jawbone. Rolling his head over, I pushed the second one into the opposite side with a disgusting squish of flesh and fluids. Reaching back into my bag, I grabbed a glass vial filled with a purple substance. A heavy black rubber stopper was fitted securely in the end. I really had no idea what the stuff was in the vial—magic wasn't my strong suit—I just knew that it worked. Popping the stopper, I set the edge of the vial on the Vampire's lips. Tipping it up, I emptied into its mouth.
"Don't you think you're using a bit much?” Crash was wringing his hands around the stake. “We don't want him too energetic."
I couldn't help but laugh. “Will you relax?” Pulling a slim set of jumper cables out of my bag, I attached an alligator clip to each of the bolts. “Nothing can go wrong.” I was a terrible liar. And Crash knew it. “Sure, you can think that all you want. I don't like mucking about with Frankenstein reanimation spells.” He shifted his weight back and forth from foot to foot. “It's dangerous." He was right, but I needed answers. This was the only way. Odds were that the Vampire wouldn't know anything, but I had to try. Attaching one of the clips to the battery, I gave Crash the most confident smile I could muster. I attached the second clip. A jolt of blue electricity skittered over the Vampire's body. It convulsed as the electrical current hit its muscles drawing its back tightly up into an arch. I could smell the purple powder in its mouth beginning to react. The Vampire convulsed. As he shook, a thin wisp of purple vapor wound out from his mouth and encircled him. I could smell burning flesh from around the bolts. I heard the Vampire moan. "Cover your ears,” I said, standing up. "What?” Crash asked unable to take his eyes away from the scene unfolding before him. "Cover your ears!"
I clamped my hands over my ears just as the Vampire shrieked at the top of its lungs. The scream was
Slipping my tote off my shoulder, I walked quickly to the Vampire and dropped down to my knees. Opening the bag, I pulled a portable battery free and set it next to the Vampire. "You're not doing what I think you're doing,” Crash said worriedly as he watched. I looked up and nodded. “Only choice. I have questions.” I looked back at the Vampire with a frown. “He has answers."
"You can't do this, Rose,” Crash argued. “You know what happens to Vampires when they get Franked?"
Ignoring Crash's warnings, I yanked a couple of steel bolts out of the tote. The ends were sharpened, while the opposite side had a thin tab to attach wires to. Yanking the stake out of the Vampire's chest, I tossed it to Crash. “If he goes nuts, use this." The Raze Demon frowned. “Not very comforting." I jabbed the first bolt into the Vampire's neck, just below his jawbone. Rolling his head over, I pushed the second one into the opposite side with a disgusting squish of flesh and fluids. Reaching back into my bag, I grabbed a glass vial filled with a purple substance. A heavy black rubber stopper was fitted securely in the end. I really had no idea what the stuff was in the vial—magic wasn't my strong suit—I just knew that it worked. Popping the stopper, I set the edge of the vial on the Vampire's lips. Tipping it up, I emptied into its mouth.
"Don't you think you're using a bit much?” Crash was wringing his hands around the stake. “We don't want him too energetic."
I couldn't help but laugh. “Will you relax?” Pulling a slim set of jumper cables out of my bag, I attached an alligator clip to each of the bolts. “Nothing can go wrong.” I was a terrible liar. And Crash knew it. “Sure, you can think that all you want. I don't like mucking about with Frankenstein reanimation spells.” He shifted his weight back and forth from foot to foot. “It's dangerous." He was right, but I needed answers. This was the only way. Odds were that the Vampire wouldn't know anything, but I had to try. Attaching one of the clips to the battery, I gave Crash the most confident smile I could muster. I attached the second clip. A jolt of blue electricity skittered over the Vampire's body. It convulsed as the electrical current hit its muscles drawing its back tightly up into an arch. I could smell the purple powder in its mouth beginning to react. The Vampire convulsed. As he shook, a thin wisp of purple vapor wound out from his mouth and encircled him. I could smell burning flesh from around the bolts. I heard the Vampire moan. "Cover your ears,” I said, standing up. "What?” Crash asked unable to take his eyes away from the scene unfolding before him. "Cover your ears!"
I clamped my hands over my ears just as the Vampire shrieked at the top of its lungs. The scream was