Chapter 12: Enter: The Vampire Slayers!

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"Hang the bastard!" An angry voice calls out from a mob of villagers cried. Each member holds either burning torches or raised pitch forks in their hands.

"It is unanimous then. This thief, not only stole some of our farmer's sheep, but brutally murdered them! Draining the beasts all of its blood and leaving the carcasses to rot in our fields." The mayor/judge of this village announces. "I hear by sentence this devil worshiper to death by a hanging!"

As the villagers cheered, the accused young looking chipmunk sits calmly in an almost smug way on the back of steady horse. Alvin glances up to look over the insignificant crowd. It amuses him to think that it would be too easy to break out of this rope that has hands tied up behind his back and jump out at the unsuspecting mortals. The vampire chipmunk looks up past the villagers to see his covey of friends watching from the dark shadows. Alvin grins widely as he could hear his older brother's thoughts of disapproval; even the two chipette companions seem not too amused with this. He knows after this he will receive another lecture of not getting caught when hunting food. Alvin shrugs at this though. All he's getting is a hanging for stealing sheep, Alvin figures he'll play along for fun, being that technically he's already dead.

The village sheriff and his deputy prepare a loop at the end of a thick rope. As soon as the rope is ready the deputy tosses the rope over a strong branch of a tree just behind a small church so it dangles perfectly in front of Alvin's head.

"The rope is a little loose, you may want to tighten it around the knot otherwise I may slip right out as you are trying to hang me." Alvin corrected the sheriff as the law enforcer places the rope around the chipmunk's neck. It is obvious he has been through this experience before and knows how a hanging is supposed to feel like.

"Oh," the sheriff does as instructed and tightens the rope enough so Alvin can feel it gripping around his esophagus. "Better…?"

"Much, thank you…" Alvin replies politely, with an evil grin.

The priest says a prayer to Alvin for his sinful soul, which the vampire-munk mocked inwardly. Afterwards, the sheriff slaps the horse's rear end, sending the beast galloping off to a nearby field.

To entertain the villagers, Alvin pretends to twitch while his hands are still tied behind his back. He pretends to act like he's actually dying. This is something he has become quite good at over the centuries. Indeed his performance has worked. It fools everyone into believing that they have just killed a thief. Roughly ten minutes later everyone in the village leaves to retire for the night in their safe, warm homes.

All is quiet, except the sound of an owl hooting somewhere in the woods, and the wind breezing through the branches. The sudden sounds of footsteps walking over the grass, cause a few dry twigs to snap on the ground, has Alvin's ears twitching.

"If you are done playing hangman, I'd like to leave this dreary place now." Simon says in a dry tone.

"For once I'm with Simon on this one. Your performance tonight was totally uncalled for." Brittany growled as she taps her foot rapidly onto the ground.

"Aw, come on you guys…" Alvin whined slightly looking down at them. He perks up with a proud grin. "Tell me you didn't just love my performance just now. Maybe I should consider performing on stage next, huh?"

Brittany, Simon, and Jeanette all roll their eyes and let out groaning sigh.

"I'll go untie the rope," Jeanette shrugs as she walks up to the trunk of the tree.

"Hey, try letting me down gently this time…Oof…!" Alvin landed with a loud thud on his backside. "I said let me down gently…!" He growled up at Jeanette.

"Oops…sorry…" She replies with a bashful, clumsy looking grin.

"Come on, let's go. We only have six hours till sun up and I want to be able find refuge in the next town by then." Simon orders before leading his friends away from the village before anyone sees them.

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THREE WEEKS LATER…

Simon walks down the street of one of the big cities in England. It's so much easier to blend and hide from the humans. Visiting small towns and villages makes it more difficult; having the last village they visited as an example. Although, being in the bigger cities it is also easier to get separated from his family. Simon now has to waist his evening searching for them. They have wondered off on their own again and it's nearly sun up. Regardless of the time limit it is still a dark night and somewhat cold, not that matters to him, his body is always cold. The night also brings a discomfort to Simon. He has been sensing the presents of someone following him. Actually the presence of more then one person has his senses tingling, keeping the intelligent vampire munk to stay alert.

This concerns him greatly. Not only is Alvin, Brittany, and Jeanette are missing somewhere in this big city, he has some unknown figures following him.

The experience with the Vampire Cult and angering them by turning down their offer may have caused them to come after him and his friends, or perhaps the Master, himself could be returning for some reason. There are just so many uneasy shadows moving around him it makes it difficult to tell. Simon lifted his nose slightly to smell the air. The aroma doesn't smell of death, thus realizing the shadows are not vampires, so why is this presence causing him to feel nervous?

Simon suddenly stops in his tracks. The strange presence is now standing behind him. Slowly Simon turns around to see a very young male chipmunk. He is much shorter and rounder then the tall slender vampire munk. The little chipmunk is wearing an outfit that is right for an Indiana Jones wannabe. Simon raised his eyebrow as he notices that this young chipmunk couldn't be older then the age of twelve. The young chipmunk boy stands almost petrified as he tries so hard not to shake. He holds his crossbow pointing at his target, but his steady pose is broken when the Vampire looks him in the eyes. The little slayer starts having troubles keeping his crossbow straight. His constant trembling has gotten so bad that it's making the weapon rattle. Simon can smell fear all over him.

"D-d-d-don't move… V…v-vampire…!" The little pudgie chipmunk stuttered nervously.

Simon simply raises his eyebrow again. He studies his opponent very carefully in every detail. "You have got to be kidding me." He muttered. This is the great Vampire Slayer I've been warned about? He's just a kid!

Just then he notices another presence behind him, Simon stands straight in his spot. By turning his head slightly, the bespectacled vampire-munk can catch a glimpse of his second opponent.

From what he can see, she is a young female chipmunk with blond pigtails. She is dressed very similar as the young chipmunk boy. Chances are she is the same age as her trembling partner. Simon doesn't smell as much fear from her as he can with the young chipmunk boy in front of him.

"You are surrounded, vampire scum. Looks like you fell right into our trap." She says with a supercilious smile.

"A trap, huh… You don't say…" Simon cocks a grin at the corner of his mouth as he moves his eyes back to the male slayer.

Before any of the two young chipmunks could react, Simon moves in lightning speed and flips up in the air. He lands behind the chipmunk boy. With one hand, Simon grabs the arm that is holding the trigger of the weapon. He forcefully drags the boys arm, pointing the weapon away from his team-mate before it accidentally fires off into the air. With Simon's other arm, he wraps it around the boy's neck, paralyzing him from running away.

The chipmunk girl gasps, as she now is trembling in fear for her partner's life.

"So, this is your fabulous trap." Simon chuckled, which sends chills down the young slayers' backs. "I can't say I'm too impressed with your plan. Rule one; don't let the vampire know he is being followed by you. Maybe next time, try hunting down wind…that is if there is a next time…"

"I can still destroy you. I'm an excellent shot!" The young girl says as brave as she can, keeping her crossbow at a steady angle pointing right at the vampire's head.

"Ellie…!" The boy cries out. He is just not too sure of his partner's plan.

Simon can see that she appears more stable then the quivering ball of mess in his grasp, yet still she fears for both his young life and hers. The intelligent vampire-munk can use this to his advantage.

"You know, it's lucky for you two that I don't have time for this little game you wish to play. Now, why don't you two be good little Vampire Hunters, and go home?" Simon suggests calmly.

"You will die tonight, Vampire!" The blond hunter growled.

"I don't think so." And with that, Simon bared his sharp fang teeth and his eyes glowing bright yellow. Leaning forward he appears that he wants to bit his captive. Both young slayers screeched in terrier. Then without warning Simon pushed the male hunter towards the blond female and disappears quickly in the shadows.

"Theodore, are you alright?" The blond asked as she went up to her partner.

"Yeah, I'll be fine Eleanor." The pudgy male replied still shaky of his experience.

"We better go report this to Madam Miller." Eleanor suggests.

Theodore nods his head before following her off in the opposite direction.

Simon watches them leave from the rooftop of a three story building. It would seem his new adversaries are mere children, but yet, like all good warriors, he mustn't underestimate them. He has to go warn the rest of his family about them.

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Finally Simon makes it to the motel he and his vampire-munk family are staying. He is relieved to hear their voices already inside the room. The thought of Vampire hunters after them made it more important to stay close to the group. Simon opens the door to see Alvin, Brittany, and Jeanette preparing for a full day's rest. The intelligent vampire-munk predicts more troubled times for him and his friends in the near future. He has to warn them. They don't have as much lifetime experience as a vampire as he does. Regardless of the fact the two young slayers he had encountered moments earlier seemed to be harmless to his kind, but what if they weren't alone? There could be more slayers somewhere in the city. Not only that, but he can feel the threat of the Vampire Cult catching up to them. Are his friends and himself safe to be wondering the nights at all anymore? Not only that, but now that real Vampire Slayers are after them, hiding out in the daytime isn't going to be safe for them either.

Brittany looks up to see Simon standing at the door. She recognizes the expression his face. It is the look of concern. What is it this time? She wondered, rolling her eyes up to the ceiling.

"What's up with you?" She asks, placing an exasperated fist on her hip.

Simon snaps out from his thoughts to look at his comrades seriously.

"We've got Vampire Slayers on our tails." He growls.

For hundreds of years they have heard of mortals that hunted their kind, but this is the first time that one of them actually has run into them. All four vampire-munks now share the same worried expression.