The Vampire Council: Case File:1 by Steve Cunningham

treason against The One but were let off on lack of evidence.’
    Dirks smile vanishes and is replaced by hatred.
    ‘So answer me this, do you think I’m innocent? And answer with the truth; don’t be scared, I won’t hurt you.’ Dirk switches his hand to the other inside pocket of his jacket.
    ‘To tell the truth I believe the accusations.’ The moment those words slipped from the drivers’ mouth he knew he had made a massive mistake. Before he could correct himself Dirk had pulled out a gun and pulled the trigger. A sharp burning sensation began to spread through the drivers’ body. ‘You promised.’
    Dirk puts back his gun and grabs the driver by his jacket collar and pulls him till they are face to face.
    ‘I promised not to hurt you. Didn’t say anything about killing you.’
    Before the driver had a chance to fight back and escape Dirk had changed to vampire form and with this strength kicked the drivers’ knee. The driver screamed in agony as his leg snapped in the opposite direction causing him to lose balance and fall to the ground. Dirk grabs his arms and pulls forcing them to pop out of their sockets. The driver screams and screams for help. But as it’s so early in the morning no one is about to witness what is happening. Unknown to the driver the apartment building they are in front of is completely owned by Dirk so it has no residence. Screaming was not going to help him save his life. Unable to move or fight back Dirk lifted the man’s head in position of the door. The driver knew this was the end and decided to stop his screaming and close his eyes. Dirk proceeded to slam the door shut on the man’s head. As the door bounced back Dirk pulled the man out and laid him on his back on the cold pavement.
    ‘I feel sorry for you. Laying there bleeding to death as your pleads for help got you nothing. Don’t you see? The council are useless; they believe they have their fingers on the pulse of everything that happens in the world of vampires. But truth is they know nothing. You were right to have your assumptions about me. You didn’t see what was coming and neither will the council.’
    The driver sheds a tear as he stared up into the barrel of Dirks gun. The trigger was pulled.
                  Dirk made his way to the main entrance of the apartment building whilst straightening his suit. He presses the buzzer indicating the apartment at the top of the building. The ring barely rings once before the buzz indicating that the door is open begins to fill the street with noise. Dirk opens the door and enters the apartment building and walks to the elevator. After pressing the up button next to the elevator door, Dirk starts to check himself out in the reflection of the doors. He winks to himself and smiles just as the doors begin to open. Inside the elevator in the back left corner there is a table set up with a bottle of whiskey and glasses placed on top. Dirk pours himself a glass then presses the button to the top floor. As the doors close Dirk necks back the entire glass.
                  On the top floor opposite the elevator stands Max. Max stands at six foot three with a body builder’s physique. Dressed in tight suit trousers and a tight white shirt to accentuate his muscles. His well-oiled face and gelled hair shows that this is a man who looks after himself, maybe a little too much. Behind him is the door to the apartment.
    As the elevator pings signalling it’s reached its destination Max pulls out a gun just in case. As the doors open Max puts his gun away as he knows Dirk is alone in the elevator.
    ‘What’s with the gun?’ Dirk asks as he steps out of the elevator.
    ‘Just a precaution sir.’ Max replies in a monotone voice.
    ‘So I take it they’re all here?’
    ‘Inside sat around the table like you asked.’
    ‘Right then Max, lets head in, don’t want to keep our guests waiting.’
    Max opens the door and allows Dirk to enter before he does. The