dAY LIGHT VAMPIRE WHO IS IMMUNE TO ALL THE WEAKNESS OF VAMPIRES TAKES AN OATH TO gOD TO PROTECT HUMANITY, FOR OTHER MONSTERS, WITH HIS BFF AJAY REY
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Jazon Wild and his best friend Ajay Rey are about to enter a new world, one where Jazon turns into a daylight vampire and Ajay becomes his vampire hunter partner. They take an oath to God, to hunt down and Kill other vampires who prey on humans, only thing is Brian Finney the vampire Prince of Portland wants them dead, he sends an assassin to kill them and war breaks out. The clan of werewolves throw in with the only vampire they have or will ever trust. Meet all of the magical creature and Pegi the Elf hedge witch who befreinds Jazon and Ajay
The Pacific Northwest nights are cold as hell in January, but I no longer feel it. It has been ten years since the night I was attacked in the parking lot of my condo. I am sitting here on the bench of the park next to the I-5 Bridge in Vancouver Washington, it is sixteen degrees out tonight. The cars on the bridge look like Fireflies, and the night is so wonderful. Alone is the night, I often say that to my friends. They don’t get me but who does these days.
My tale started as a hum-drum night club manager in a small but upbeat little club. It was a fun job with lots of girls and a hangover most nights. When I took the job at nineteen I thought this was the greatest job in the world, but I was so wrong. How many three day drunks and one night stand can one guy take?` No, I am not bitching, I am plenty thankful for all the blessing I have. I pay all my bills on time and drive a nice enough car; I get laid every so often, so it is not such a bad life.
One exceptionally dark night when the club was smoking, I stayed late to close up and there was a hottie who wanted to play kissy face, so I played along. I was about 4:30 when I got home and the damn parking area street light was out again. I got out of my stang and wobbled toward the gate, because I was a wee bit polluted. I never made it to the gate.
The strongest hands you could imagine grabbed me and pinned me to the ground. I am no fighter, but drunk or not I know when I am in the soup, so I fought back for everything I was worth. It didn’t matter, I couldn’t do shit. Did I mention that this joker had the strongest hands ever. That night the life I knew was lost, that night I died for the first time. I am Jazon Wild and this is my story.
CHAPTER 1: TODAY I DIED
Jazon lay face down with a giant on his back, he struggled but to no avail. The attacker had the worst breath ever, like coffee and diarrhea. Jazon twisted and still he could not help himself. He tried to call for help because it was almost morning time in his hood and people would be getting up for work as he usually went to bed. The attacker put their hand over his mouth and he could not scream because he could not even breathe.
“Ya shur aer a fighter boyo, but it’ll nay help ye” The voice said behind him.
With a sudden brutal yank Jazon was on his knees and a severe pain came in the back of his shoulder. He guessed he just got stabbed, since he did not hear a gun go off. He was about to black out when the only thing he could see was the sun coming up, then nothing.
“Hey man what the hell happened, what is all this blood on your clothes, you kill somebody or what” Ajay said?
“Huh, what, where the hell am I at” Jazon said?
“Bro, your on my couch, good thing my girl didn’t come home with me last night you would have scared her to death man” Ajay said.
“What, last thing I remember I was trying to get into my condo and I was jumped. I think I got stabbed or something” Jazon said in a haze.
The best friend Jazon ever had is Ajay, he was big, black, and had shoulders that looked like he had on shoulder pads all the time even though he didn’t. Ajay was a semi-pro football player, built like a brick house, luck for everyone Ajay had a gentle soul, because he was built for destruction. Jazon sat on his couch covered in blood, but there was not a single drop of fresh blood on the couch. Ajay went and got Jazon a bottle of water.
“Drink this, I will go get my gaffe and we will go to your place and see if the fool who jumped you wants to dance with both of us” Ajay said with a smile.
The drive back to Vancouver was not a long one but, since Ajay lived in Portland Oregon, Jazon started to wonder how he got the sixteen miles to his friend’s crib covered in blood without the po-po jumping on him. Ajay kept looking at Jazon like maybe they should be going to the ER instead of Jazon’s house, but he didn’t say it. They arrived at the condo and Jazon red Mustang was sitting there in the spot assigned to him. However, when the guys looked they found Jazon’s keys and coat on the ground seven or eight feet away, there was dried blood on the ground and Jazon’s coat. They looked around but it was only 6:27AM so most people where still inside getting ready for work. Jazon was really confused now, how did he get to Ajay’s house, why would he leave his keys on the ground, and what happened last night?
“Hey Jazon did you get mugged last night” Ms. Magenty asked as she got her morning paper? “Is that the hoodlum who done it son”?
“What, no. This is my best mate Ajay. He brought me home after I got jumped maam” Jazon said.
“Well, he black after all and you know” She said.
“Oh Snap, granny just busted me one, not cool maam, I play Pro football, not mug people” Ajay explained with a grin.
Jazon took a shower and washed off the dried blood, while Ajay looked around Jazon’s car to make sure it was secure. The busy body Ms Magenty called the police on Ajay. The police arrested him and then knocked on Jazon’s door. The door opened and Jazon was in a towel looking at the cop with a toothbrush in his mouth, and one eyebrow raised.
“Are you Mr. Wild” the officer asked?
“Yes, can I help you” Jazon answered.
“You neighbor called us and said you were jumped by the man in the police car over there. Can you take a look and identify the man before we take him down” the cop asked?
They walked over to the car and there was Ajay in cuffs, in the back of the police cruiser. Jazon looked at the cops and sighed rather loudly.
“Gentlemen you have in your car at this very moment #99 Ajay Rey the running back sack machine from the Portland Riot football team. And he is my best friend” Jazon explained. “I told all of that to the neighbor this morning and she called in a false report, so take her to jail please”?
“Sorry Mr. Rey, you were great last Saturday, 19 tags right” The cop said trying to save face.
“Yeah, I had a good game guys. Next time could we check with the victim before arresting me because I am a black man” Ajay said with a grin.
“Sorry again sir” The cop said.
“Hey man, I got to jet to practice or it is the bench for me bro” Ajay said to Jazon.
The whole day passed and Jazon slept. He usually gets up to pee or something but not this day. He slept like the dead this time. The dreams Jazon had were of faraway places and people he didn’t know. He sat up covered in sweat and was so famished that he could barely wait to get to the kitchen to start eating something. Jazon ate nearly everything in his house and was still so hungry. He had never been so empty as this. When Jazon finally ran out of food, he got dressed and went out for a lunch. Jazon loved to get the New York steak the local waffle house. He just about ran there, but he forced himself to calm down and drive.
He got there and luckily there were few customers in the place at this time of day. He sat down and the waiter came over and took his order, the waiter asked him how he wanted his steak and Jazon who liked medium well done said “Just past raw man”.
The cook brought Jazon’s order to him and hung around for a minute to make sure that Jazon really wanted a semi-raw steak. Jazon almost went nuts when the cook put the blood soaked steak down on the table. Jazon picked it up and ate it with his fingers, and he drank the blood from the plate which made the cook nauseated to watch. Finally, Jazon felt full. Jazon paid the bill and left. The sun was going toward the horizon nearing sundown, a perfect time to go home and take a nap prior to going to work. The bed felt like an old friend when Jazon laid on it. He was asleep in less than a minute. Jazon had the same stranger filled dreams, with the same unknown faces. Jazon moaned and flopped around in his sleep but never woke up.
The phone rang beside Jazon’s head, he picked it up and listened to the voice for a moment and then hung it up. He stumbled out of bed and into the shower. He always set out clothing for work prior to going to bed every day, thus he only had to shower, dress, and leave with little or no hubbub. Jazon go to the club and the bouncer he just hired did not recognize him, so when he tried to go in the thug stopped him.
“Oh very funny, get out of the way” Jazon said in a gruff decaffeinated voice.
“No club crashing jack, get in line and pay like everyone else” The bouncer said all tough.
Jazon removed his sunglasses and looked at the doorman, the guys stepped back startled. Jazon walked right by him in disgust at his stupidity.
The night passed like all the others had for years, only every pretty girl in the club seemed to want to hang out with him. Jazon never had so many beautiful women push up on him, when there wasn’t an up- coming party at his club that they wanted to get on the VIP list for. Jazon literally could have had ten women in one bed if he chose and all at the same time. Jazon was not like that though so he had his red haired bartender bail him out. She came and said he promised his bed to her tonight and the disappointed ladies faded away finally.
“Thanks Jax, I owe you one sugar” Jazon said then kissed her on the lips.
“Take me home tonight and make me dance and we are even” Jax said all sexy.
The sun came up and Jax and Jazon were still in the throws of passion. Jazon had never been lovers with her, because they were close friends and he thought it was a bad idea. He was wrong, she was the best lover he had ever know in his life, and she never seemed to tire out, but then neither did he for some reason. It was just so good. Finally, Jax had enough and wanted to nuzzle and sleep, so Jazon held her close and sleep with her until noon. Jax woke him up and she looked scared.
“What’s a matter Jax you look like you saw a ghost” Jazon asked?
“You bit me and began to suck on my butt, look” Jax said. She pointed and two small bloody hole on her fit butt.
“Sorry bad dream I guess” Jazon said?
“I don’t mind baby, but ask first. The bite is not why I woke you up, you were talking in a language I never heard before and your teeth were long and sharp. You opened you eyes and they were pale powder blue. Jazon your eyes are usually brown. Last night they were almost glowing red, now pale white. I thought you were having a seizure or a stroke baby” Jax said shaking.
Jazon pulled her gently into his arms and ran his hands down her back and firm butt. She felt right in his arms, like no woman ever did. He laid her on her back and loved her so softly that she cried from the sensual pleasure he gave her. She moaned six times and then went limp from exhaustion. Jax fell asleep soon after that. Jazon was pleased with how he had made her feel, but he had to admit to himself he was never a great lover, and here he was turning out a goddess like Jax, who have more offers of sex than a porn star. What was happening with him. The huge hunger was on him again, he looked down at his new lover and the hunger jumped in his chest. He jumped back away from her so fast that he was across the room in a instant. How did I do that? Why do I want to eat my girlfriend, and not in a sexy way. Jazon was freaking out.
“Steak, I need raw meat” Jazon said to himself.
The waiter almost gagged when she watched Jazon eat a fresh blood steak and drink the blood. He never wasted a drop. Plate was so clean that is looked like it came straight from the dishwasher. Jazon paid the bill and left. He felt so strong and alive suddenly. He went back to his condo and planned on helping Jax find her inner woman again, only she was not there, but she did leave a note.
(Dear lover boy, I guess you went out to get something to eat and let me sleep off the loving. I am sad to not get to kiss you goodbye but I have a lunch date with my sister and so I washed my goodies and stole you white tank top which is just long enough to be a sexy mini on me. Wish you could see me, maybe not; I would never have been able to pull myself away from you. I have a confession; I have been crushing on you for two years. If I had known you were a animal in bed I would have made a better effort to get you attention. Damn, I am rambling on so. I LOVE YOU JAZON. XXX)
“Damn, I want to see you in my shirt” Jazon said out loud to himself.