We pulled up in front of the school, the prison style gates were shut, but we all knew that the school gates were unable to be locked and secured.  The trouble we had was trying to get Todd inside of the school, as I have stated eight hundred times in this story, he is a large man, and it was just Jennifer and me.  I had been at this school long enough to learn that the laboratory, at the far end of the school, gave us direct access to the building and had a lock that did not function properly.  The school administrators knew about this, but nothing had ever happened, so it did not constitute the budget to fix it. A litany of cars were heading my way as I sat behind the driver’s seat without even having as much as a learner’s permit.  I let the windowless white van with the severely crippled hood idle in the middle of the road, the last thing we needed was some more attention on the tw

Cleaning up a destroyed body, especially a hundred-year-old dead body, is not as easy as it sounds.  Jennifer and I had to get to Todd, but we just could not leave Mrs. Williams’ dead corpse, however many pieces she was blown into, lying around on the ground outside of the school laboratory.  Tomorrow was a school day, and this place would be riddled with nosey little kids and intuitive, barely, adults swarming the school like ants on an ant hill. Just as Jennifer and I began to clean up the remnants of Mrs. Williams, a disconcerting noise rumbled from inside Todd’s windowless white van with the fucked-up hood and magical exotic Italian engine.  Stanley the poodle flinched in fear, but he was quickly learning that we were his new owners and would let nothing bad happen to him.  The van began to rock left to right and front and back, a sort of shimmy of dancing. My main concern was unconscious Jackson, had something snuck into the van while we were

With a crank of the key, Todd started his horribly disfigured truck.  His face lit up with excitement as the twelve cylinders bellowed out a symphony of pure excitement.  Before he shifted into drive, Todd blipped the throttle and listened to the wild beast of an engine sing out a gorgeous song of power and grace.  We sat for a while, waiting for the excitement to wear off so we could get on the road and get to my house. Todd snaked his way down the road, driving while still in a state of shock or age regression, towards my house so that we could finally address the demon Sarah issue and ensure that we kept her alive so she would not be reborn again stronger than before.  Every few seconds or so, Todd would smash the gas and send the van swerving and sliding down the road leaving massively thick rubber markings and swooshing noxious plumes of smoke into the relatively fresh air. Jennifer, Jackson, and I were tossed around like rag dolls, even thou

We were literally standing around demon Sarah, all of us, Jennifer, Jackson, Todd, and me, as the front door of my house opened.  It had to be my mom or dad, no one else was in the house.  A couple of issues are in play here, for starters, the four of us were standing around demon Sarah with her ripped off arm as she was bound with rope, also, we had Todd with us.  My parents did not know Todd and the fact that he was standing around with a bunch of children, that raised a lot of flags to those that did not know him. The time to react to this new variable, the addition of my mom or dad to this equation, was literally three to five seconds.  It did not matter if it was my mom or my dad, either one would be very problematic or would not understand why us children were hanging around a fat, bald man that drove a windowless white van.  With all of us around, we had plenty of special abilities to make things better, it was going to come down to our reacti

Sarah, smug and cocky, was lying on the floor of the van laughing as loudly as possible with her one arm barely able to slap her thigh, as she was securely tied up, and the other arm, well, it was gone.  Todd was still sitting in the driver’s seat of the van as we still sat sideways in the middle of the main road, staying at the accident scene with dumbfounded eyes.  I was having a terribly tough time with the fact that I had just led this woman to her death.  There was no doubt in my mind, she was going to haunt the shit out of me. My initial thoughts were the fact that I was truly not a bad person.  I followed one instruction from Nurse Helen to ensure the growth and solidarity of the alliance and I had taken Mrs. Williams out of the equation for the sake of saving Todd.  Now, we had this old woman, that seemingly knew Mrs. Tannell, and to get her to leave us alone and not call the police, I shot her finger off, and Jennifer had wished her home, re