Bitemarks 4.2

Bitemarks 4.2

Skarletta rapped sharply on David's door until he answered. She shoved him aside when she did and made for his bedroom and began rummaging through his wardrobe.
"What's going on?" he asked.
Skarletta pulled the device from her trousers and passed it to him.
"Hold this. Bloody thing got wet on the way here but it should be fine."
"What is it?"
"None of your concern." Skarletta told him, swapping her top for a t shirt of his.
"Did you spawn while I was gone?"
"Yeah." David grinned. "It was easy. Three people!"
He seemed pleased with his results.
"It will do for now." she told him, "But more is always better and do try to spread them out." She gave him a look then helped herself to a pair of his jeans.
"So what's this for?" asked David, waving the device around.
Skarletta thought back to the maps she'd seen of this planet.
"Greenland I think will be north enough. There's no need to get right to the pole."
"Greenland?"
"Territory of Denmark. Bit further north than Iceland." she told him matter of factly. "I'll need a helicopter."
"Wh..."
"A helicopter David. Where can I find a helicopter?" She kicked off her damp shoes and put on a pair of David's boots.
"The police station has one I guess. Or the airport. Or the radio?"
"Radio?"
"They use it to give traffic reports."
"Excellent." She made her way to his computer and pulled up Google maps.
"Show me where it is."


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Ed played with the micro syringe in his fingers. A shot of adrenaline. It was going to take more than this to take down a vampire but he was thankful for even that edge. Hopefully it would be enough for him to get a shot off from the crossbow before she killed him. But where to shoot? He'd obviously damaged her severely last time but hadn't seen where he'd hit. Should he aim for the heart? Would the bolt lodge in place? Would it even pass the ribcage? Or perhaps the head? Beauclair hadn't said if they could regrow brain matter or not. Ed had to presume they could.
There was a knock at the door and Alf entered the Briefing Room.
"Nearly ready?" he asked.
"Yeah." said Ed. "Listen... if anything happens to me Alf... my documents are up to date, right?"
Alf nodded. He knew Ed was talking about his will, what would happen to his possessions if he were to die, letters that needed to be delivered to various people.
"I have every faith in you Ed." said Alf. "And you won't be without some surprises." he showed Ed the device from the spaceship.
"You were right. It's a weapon. R and D have been firing this thing in one of the chest chambers and analysing it. It's not unlike a taser really. They told me the specifics but... you know. It fires electricity."
Ed nodded.
"Ok. So it's a stun weapon?"
"We guess so. Obviously there's no real way to test it and they didn't know what kind of charge it holds so we only fired it twice. But they estimate it would disrupt the natural flow of electric charge along the body's nerves enough to cause temporary paralysis."
"How temporary?"
"No idea. But they reckon it should work even on the Mother. The body has ways of fighting diseases. Antibodies. Electrical disruption is something else altogether. She shouldn't be able to avoid its effects."
"Right." Ed took the device.
"Oh and one more thing. I went through your medical records. Your blood type is AB negative."
"And?"
"It's the rarest blood type. Maybe it's important, maybe it isn't. It's something to do with having A and B antigens but no D antigens."
"And that's significant?"
"Maybe. We don't know yet. We took blood and cell samples from Beauclair. R and D are testing them against various blood antigen combinations now."
"Well at least I know she won't feed on me."
Ed took the device from Alf and held it.
"How does it work?"
"Put a little pressure on the trigger mechanism." said Alf, "A light will appear around where your thumb is now. Just push that and pull the trigger at the same time. There's no recoil."
"Range?"
"About fifteen feet."
"Oh great." said Ed, sarcastically. "So much for keeping a safe distance. I won't have much time to do this. Cooldown time?"
"Couple of seconds and you can fire again."
"I doubt I'll get a couple of seconds... Is the chopper ready?"
"Ready when you are."
Ed stuffed the device in his pocket along with the micro syringe.
"Let's go."