Bitemarks 5.5

*yawns sleepily* Oh man. Dunno how the boss has got the cheek to make me work all Easter weekend and then decide he wants another week off on top of that.
Where were we?

Bitemarks 5.5

"Are you sure about this?" Ed asked as the chopper flew toward Keflavik airport. "I mean, there's no turning back from this..."
"What other option do we have, Ed?" said Alf, "The army's involved whether we like it or not. They already have reason to suspect the existence of an organisation like ours and they know enough about the Mother to know she's not human. Ideally I'd like to keep our existence classified among only the top brass but..."
Ed knew what Alf was thinking. They'd discussed nothing else during the chopper flight. Skarletta had broken into the radar complex for one purpose and one purpose alone. She was doing what any pilot who no longer had a craft would do. She was going to call for help. The long term implications of that were staggering and it would be irresponsible if not disastrous for them to try keep it a secret were she successful.
"I just hope we're not too late." said Ed.
"She's still inside the radar hub by all accounts." said Alf, "I have no idea how she plans on sending her message but our scientists assure me she can't do a thing from inside that building. Regardless what futuristic device she's building she'll have to use it outside. That's our only shot."
"What if the army boys do something stupid?"
"They know it's pointless firing on her but they'd probably try it anyway. I've already managed to convince General Tober that a missile strike is out of the question. All that would do would create enough chaos for her to disappear again. I'd be willing to bet she'd survive a blast."
The chopper began to descend and Ed gripped his modified crossbow nervously. He'd been scared before. He thought back to his fight with Dennis in werewolf form and how he'd feared death at his hands but this was worse. It wasn't just the fact that Skarletta might kill him, it was the fact that she might not. Ever since seeing her spaceship Ed had been thinking about what lay beyond. A whole race of her kind with technology beyond the scope of mankind. For all they knew they could be just around the corner, metaphorically, amassing an invasion, or worse, an extermination force. But there was something else he couldn't put his finger on. Some final piece of the puzzle that didn't yet fit.
The chopper touched down and he and Alf clambered out into the scowling face of General Tober. He was a stern, square-headed man in his fifties with the heavyset body of an ex boxer. He looked at Ed, his eyes bulging as he took in the blond mohawk, the bizarre crossbow and the replica sword from the film 'Highlander' that Alf had managed to borrow from a private investor. A replica sure, but as deadly as the real thing, custom built by Crisp & Sons at a cost of over £6000.
"Are you shitting me?" growled Tober.
Alf offered a handshake that went ignored but introduced himself nonetheless.
"We spoke on the phone General Tober. I'm Alf, this is Ed, from the Paranormal Investigation Bureau."
Tober seemed unimpressed.
"So the rumours of a vigilante operation were true all this time..."
"Not entirely vigilante." Alf corrected him, "We were formed by Royal edict a long long time ago. But we can discuss our legal status some other time. Right now we have the pressing matter of..."
"A vampire." said Tober, cynically. "Or is it a goddamn alien?"
"Strictly speaking... both."
"Immune to bullets, missiles, fire, disease? And your boy here kitted out like we're in the Dark Ages?"
"I understand your scepticism, General but we have had more dealings with this creature than you. My 'boy' here has already faced this alien twice."
"Then why the goddamn fuck is she still alive? You want me to put my faith in you gentlemen? I'm already evacuating this airport and the surrounding area. If you can't kill this thing I have a missile strike just awaiting my order."
Alf put a reassuring hand on Ed's shoulder.
"I have every faith..."
"SIR!"
A soldier appeared in front of them, threw a hasty salute and addressed the general.
"Sir, the vampire has left the radar building sir."
Before the General could issue a single command Ed was off running as fast as he could toward the radar dome.