Avenging Autumn: Seasons Change Book 1 of 4 by Derek A Schneider Read Free Book Online

relieve
the stress his job created.
    The knocking became more urgent, so Benny
un-locked the tiny window and slid it back.
    “ What is it?” he asked.
    “ One of the vampires that killed
me,” she said, “he’s in Triloville; I think he’s at your Dad’s
building.”

    Frank had just finished getting dressed when
he heard the door to his office open. Standing behind his desk, he
turned to see a well dressed vampire walking toward him. Behind
this vampire were four menacing thugs in slightly cheaper suits.
The lead vampire walked with a cane, although it was clearly for
decoration, his long blond hair was draped over his shoulders, and
his face was smooth and stern.
    “ Odin Sway,” Frank said, “what a
pleasant surprise. I suppose you’ve come to kill me.”
    “ Very astute,” Odin replied in a
low British accent, “you are correct. I’m very sorry, Frank, I wish
it hadn’t come to this, but I have no choice.”
    The other four vampires lunged forward
quickly, their faces contorting into monstrous expressions, sharp
fangs bared.
    Matching their speed, Frank’s hand came up
from his side and a 9mm pistol put a hole into the forehead of the
four vampires. They fell to the floor, their dead bodies now
completely lifeless.
    Frank leveled the gun at Odin’s
head.
    “ Very impressive,” the vampire said
calmly as he studied his fallen comrades, “silver bullets I take
it.”
    “ That’s right.” Frank had no idea
if the creature was really impressed or if he was just being
sarcastic. He had known Odin for a long time and even considered
him a friend at one point, but he had never been able to read what
the man was feeling. His expression never changed.
    Odin grasped the shaft of his cane with one
hand and pulled on the handle with the other revealing a long
blade. Frank had seen the cane on countless occasions, had even
been allowed to study the dragon and serpent that formed the
handle. When he had asked the vampire about why the handle was made
of silver, he had answered; “Keeping ones weaknesses at hand will
only serve to make him stronger.” The Old Man had never once
suspected the cane was hiding a blade inside of it. He suddenly
felt incredibly naïve.
    “ That wouldn’t be the blade that
killed my daughter-in-law, would it?” Frank asked, feeling blood
rising to his face. Anger was a useful ally if used
carefully.
    “ Yes,” Odin said calmly, “but
again, I had no choice.”
    “ There’s always a choice you sick
fuck.”
    With unbelievable speed, Odin Sway began to
jump around the room as Frank tried desperately to target him with
his gun.
    Finally the vampire’s feet hit the far wall
and he pushed off hard toward the Old Man with his claws extended,
yet his face still bore that same blank expression.
    Frank pulled the trigger.

    5. Killing Vampires

    Autumn had insisted that before they went to
the concert, Benny needed a complete makeover.
    “ You’re not going to perm my hair
and paint my fingernails and shit like that, are you?” Benny asked
jokingly.
    “ Perm, no. Fingernails, that’s
definitely a possibility.”
    Benny gave her a look of apprehension, but she
con-tinued on, pretending not to notice.
    “ Now, first things first, if you
want to be a Manson kid, you have to dye your hair a different
color. Black is al-ways good, some go with pink, blue, or even a
combination of colors.”
    “ If I absolutely have to do it,
let’s go with plain old black.”
    “ Cool!”
    With that she led him into the bathroom and
sat him in a chair with his back to the sink.
    Two hours later he had black hair and he had
to admit he looked pretty damn good with it. While he was admiring
himself in Autumn’s floor length mirror, his future wife was in the
bathroom getting ready for the show.
    He turned to the bed and found a stack of
cloths that Autumn had laid out for him, including a spiked dog
collar.
    “ What the fuck?” he said to
himself, holding the col-lar as if it were some slimy