I lost track of how long I had been sitting, planning on how I could possibly defeat multiple vampires in a small space when I heard a door slam open in the distance and frantic steps running in my direction. I sprang to my feet, crouching in the back corner, the entire cell in front of me. Ready for anything.
Steve jumped into view. Bianca and another vampire I didn’t remember seeing before skidded to a stop right behind him. Steve’s right arm was scorched, black and crispy from the elbow down, all the muscle and skin had melted into a black mass hugging the bones tightly.
“Steve! You’re hurt! We should go to the first aid room and see if we can treat your arm, maybe get you some fresh blood,” Bianca pleaded, placing a hand on his good arm.
“Don’t tell me I’m hurt, I can see it. And just like any other vampire, I’ll heal Bianca. Back off.” He added a few curse words for good measure and flung Bianca’s arm off. She fell into the wall behind her.
He flipped a switch on the outside wall, then grabbed the metal bars, slid them open with a bang, and charged at me
“You—you…I created you, I made you, but for what? For nothing. Nothing!” His voice rose to a ridiculous strangled hiss as he shook the charred remains of his arm in my face.
“You ruined my life, so I guess we’re even,” I said.
He swung the blackened stick that was his arm at my head. I reached my hand out so fast he couldn’t even blink and grabbed it, wrenching it clean off his body. There was a loud crunch as the bone and meaty bits snapped free. Blood sprayed, covering us both, splashing across my white pajamas pants and shirt. It hung heavy in my hands and without a thought, I swung the arm like a baseball bat, cracking Steve right across his face. He dropped to the ground in a heap, clearly unconscious. I swung the half-charred arm onto my shoulder and glared at the other two.
“Who’s next?”
Bianca was frozen and covered in blood, her jaw slightly agape as her friend took two steps back, clearing a path for me to the door of the cell. I bolted through the opening and slammed the cell shut behind me. I glanced to the side and noticed the switch Steve had turned off before and flipped it up, resetting the electric charge on the cell wall.
Bianca watched me in horror as I flung Steve’s arm at the wall. Electricity shot through what was left of the arm and the blackened end burst into flames, licking the arm up and down. There was a large flash as a flame surged, I took a few steps back to avoid the heat, and then the arm collapsed into a pile of dust.
“What did you do?” shrieked Bianca as she charged towards me. She stopped short of the wall
“I got even. Almost.” I turned and ran down the hallway, not looking back as Bianca’s wails and curses bounced off the corridor around me.