It was midnight when I looked out my window and saw those horrible, freaky yellow-red eyes looking at me with a dark shine. This was when I knew that they knew me. Vampires will not stop thirsting for our blood. So, I did what I should do – Run! So, fleeing to Hollowgrave (you should know where it is), I found the Wormhole to our home base inside Mars. I told the elders – how are they still alive? – what had happened, and I was given a mission to tell Fang and his crew that we were endangered. This was a bad – really bad – choice. Never run towards vampires but flee if you care for life! That is, unless you want a life without a soul, which they would gladly devour to make a new evil! I was getting closer, and I could just smell success. But an odd and evil scent lingered. I’ll be fine. What could they do to stop me? I am powerful…. And so are they. This I soon understood, surrounded by vampires in a small glen in Fawmore Forest. I understood it even more so when bound in their magically tight cords. Of course, and thankfully, they didn’t know that my ability was breaking magical spells. So I broke it and ran off towards the others. Oops. Never be predictable, that has gotten many of our kind killed. And imprisoned. And frozen. And tortured. And followed. And a whole page of more things. Never be predictable. Oh, and I forgot – don’t walk towards others. It is usually suicide. Feet pounded behind me. Oops…. I ran on. A screech sounded above me, and a shadow cast by the moon put the fear of everything into me, as I saw a swarm of vampires converging on me. Suddenly barking sounded from my right, and the vampires started falling to the ground. Thank you, Changey, you genius. For, as it seemed, he must have shifted into a vampire. Oh, but even for shapeshifters, it is so dangerous – will you ever become a werewolf again? [Above Note]. To answer that question: Hopefully. We were walking away from the slaughter, and Changey fell to the ground and unturned. “Great work!” I told him. “Thanks,” he grumbled, “how bad was my flying this time, Kolly and Fang?” “It wasn’t bad in any way,” they both quickly told him. “It was great.” “That is not what you told me last time.” Changey stopped and faced them. “You said, and I quote, ‘What was that flying? The work of a dead baby pushed by the wind?’” “Guys,” I interjected, “if you wish to hurry, maybe that small group of rising vampires won’t be too painful a problem. Especially if Changey wants to stay out of that argument again.” They looked back, gasped, and started running. I caught up, and we went on. Never delay a second after killing vampires. Especially since they don’t usually have to revive, but only wake up. So hurry. RUN! “A simple, single delay / Can make a stupid werewolf pay,” as poet Leffen Grobler penned. The vampires were getting closer. We were not running faster. That is, until Changey turned into a wall. Hmm, when could he do that? This came as a shock, but me, Fang, and Kolly ran with all our ability – that is, until a flying pillow picked us up and carried us at twice the speed of the vampires. HOW, Changey, HOW? We suddenly fell through a building in the run-down parts of Littlefield, TX. Someone screamed, and we scrammed to leave – but not before we were seen. That had not happened in centuries – Werewolves never got seen by humans, at least not in their true form. There is one exception, and that is, of course, if you are running from vampires. The problem is that when Humans see you, a single photograph is all it takes for you to be caught. That problem is, as you definitely know, that we have a mostly human body, and thus, they can see who you are sometimes. Always wear generic clothing. We grabbed the car keys that had been thrown around during the explosion and jumped in. The small Toyota Prius V from 2017 was in good working order – and with 200,000 miles! I grinned. My father had one, got it way over 100,000 miles, and we had taken it on most of our camping trips. Starting the car with the button, I quickly backed up – holy guacamole! – into a giant vampire. Talking about ‘fighting with giants’ (Dr. Simone). I quickly (and carefully) went forward and turned the car around. I gasped at the army of vampires, and worse, at the humans looking in on the scene. I suddenly put the car in reverse and, very recklessly, backed up through the fences between the next street, and zoomed off. Not a great idea, saying it will be the most easily recognizable car in the U.S, but you can survive. If going certain routes, you can outdistance the vampires until they cannot smell you. But don’t steal a car. It is a horrible idea. The gas level was getting low. None of us had money. And, worst of all, vampires were chasing us. Not very closely, as it were, but still chasing us, nonetheless. So, how did we do it? Stole another car that was idling with a full tank. (What idiot does that?) Upon speeding off, we noticed with a worried look that his phone was still in the car, and that a friend was calling him. We answered it, then hang up soon after. Fang got out his small signal-destroyer so that, ever time we answered, it would automatically hang up. The man called a couple more times, but he soon gave up. A text and a social media notification popped up. How kind of him. Kolly messed with the phone, pretending to be the poor guy we had robbed, while I drove like any normal thief with three friends – carefully. Liability is not what we wanted to have, as we did not of a mite of coinage on our persons.