Not another Story Part 23

Title 23

As the Vampire guy writhed in pain on the ground, clutching his gut, Neceron was just about to throw his vial away, when his arm stopped before he let go, he remembered the hippie Eggman Robot. He feared it. He put the vial in his pocket for washing and recycling. Because it’s the right thing to do.
“Classic Potion of ours.” Neceron said, approaching the crippled Vampire. “Black blood, Should a Vampire drink the user’s blood, the victim is spared whereas the Vampire and poisoned and eventually dies. But yours is merely a crippling one.”
The Vampire Coughs up More Blackened blood
“Most witch-hunters don’t like using this because it actually involves being bitten. But when you’ve felt the ecstasy of a vampire bite, you learn to use it whenever you can. But like you said, your different. That’s why I’m prepared.”
Neceron noticed the vampire trying to get up, he runs up and does a footy punt to his ribs and sends him flying into a wall. Neceron raises his arms, pointing to the sky
“GOAL!” Neceron screamed
The Vampire slumped to the ground. He coughed and wheezed “Kill me already.”
“What?” Neceron said, still with his arms in the air “and without a proper study? And without finding out your hideout?”
“You’ll never get such information from me!” The Vampire heroically stated
“That’s where you’re wrong.” Neceron said evilly, lowering his arms. He reached behind himself and pulled out a small case and knelt down, and laid the case down on the ground. He opened it and sifted through it. He stood back up with a pair of scissors in-hand.
“Ready to have a haircut, Emo kid?” Neceron said with that hint of insanity in his voice.
The Vampire’s eyes widened.
“Yes, there we go… When I’m through with you, pictures of your crappy hair will be all over the internet. People laughing out loud at it, photoshopping it…” Neceron said, snipping the scissors together, slowly approaching the Vampire’s hair.
“MERCY!” The Vampire yelled “I’ll tell!”
Neceron smiled evilly. “There we go. Where is your vampire-lair?”
The Vampire went on to describe a house in the upper-west side of the city. Containing all of his breed.
“Brilliant.” Neceron said, putting the dreaded scissors away. The Vampire sighed with relief. Neceron didn’t move from his spot though.
“Why aren’t you leaving?” The Vampire asked, nervously
“Don’t you remember?” Neceron asked “I’m to do a study on your kind.” He turned back to his case and brought out a rope, a knife, and a thick-arsed book. “I’mma just Compare you to other vampires, ‘kay?”
Before the Vampire could answer, his had his arms in bonds and a rope wrapped through his mouth so he’s unable to speak.
Neceron went through the night, testing skin thickness, Bone density, Muscle strength, Reflexes, Temperature, All the works, Taking the notes all the way.
Just before Dawn, Neceron stitched up the last incision on the Vampire.
“Now for the final test!” Neceron said, excitedly. He unbound the vampire, who had many complaints, But Neceron didn’t care, he picked him up by the scruff of the neck and jumped to the top of a nearby roof.
“Get Comfy” Neceron sang slightly. “The sun’s about to rise.”
The Sun started Rising, and as the first ray of light hit the vampire, He winced and turned away, fearing the sun’s rays.
He just sparkled. A lot.
“…WHAT?!” Neceron screamed. “Where’s the dust-turning?!”
“This is worse!” The Vampire Complained “If people see this, they’ll know we’re vampires!”
Neceron remained silent. “Now, If I see someone with sparkly skin, I’m not gonna think Vampire. Your clan is filled with idiots.”
The Vampire grew angry. “How dare you insult my clan! I should cut you down to size!” He Yelled.
Neceron groaned. “You keep forgetting what position you’re in. Final test: Wooden Stakes!”
As he finished that sentence, He pulled out a wooden stake and slammed it into the Vampire’s heart. The Vampire Howled in pain, but did not die. Neceron realised it wasn’t all the way in. He punched the steak that final inch and the Vampire vanished into a puff of dust, only leaving a skeleton left.
Neceron put the stake away, and collected up the bones to put in the proper garbage disposal facilities. Again, He Feared the Eggman Hippie Robot.

Done~
Can’t wait for the next’un~ 8DD
Fear the Hippie robot D: