The Final Battle

They got into George's car. They must destroy all vampires everywhere. If no one else was going to believe them, they should just get this fight over with. This was the roughest weekend they ever had. They have to hope that all of them were in one central location and destroy them all. Jimmy reached for Mark's phone. He had to call his friend, the crop duster. He hatched a backup plan.

They arrived at the funeral home just before 8 PM. To their amazement, the home was completely refurbished. There was new paint and furniture. These creatures worked very fast. They, on the other hand, had to work even faster.

They went inside. A funeral home with bodies in it should be very active in the evening. This one was surprisingly empty. They walked further inside. They had this strange feeling, though, that they were being watched. Jimmy clenched Irene's hand as hard as he could. If anyone was going to take her from him, he would be ready to put up a fight. This was the beginning of the evening. It was going to be a very long and hard-fought fight. They had what they needed and possibly something more.

The framed-glass door closed behind them. Yes, the vampires definitely knew that they were here. It got very quiet. They, at first, looked at each other. Then, they heard some strange sounds. The casket in the first chapel started moving. It quietly rolled to the middle of the chapel and stopped. The same thing happened in the other three chapels. Now what? The lids opened up. The occupants were now revealed. They quickly sprang up from their boxes, ready to attack. Jimmy fired the first salvo. He threw holy water at the one on his left. It sent the creature sprawling back in flames. One down, no telling how many to go. George did the next one. That sent the next creature back to eternity. Marcel tossed a cross at the next one. He backed it up to a corner. There, Marcel proceeded to place it on the beast causing it to burn to death. George took a stake that he made just a few minutes before he entered the parlor and ran it through the final creature's chest. That finished off the last one. Now the next and, hopefully, the final part of the battle had to be carried out—they had to search the place to make sure that it was clean of them.

Jimmy called for his friend to get ready with the crop duster. There was a kink in their plan. The plane was experiencing a problem—engine trouble. The pilot struggled with control of his plane. Would he be able to save his friend in a time of need? Were these creatures behind his problems at the control?

Meanwhile, the fearsome fivesome wanted to stay together in what they hoped would be the last seconds of the war. They examined the top floor. Nothing. There was nobody in the hiding places. Now, they had to check the basement. They went on to complete their mission. The basement search turned up NEARLY empty.

The master of the vampires was here. He was as gruesome as could be imagined. His eyes were as piercing as they remembered from the cemetery. He said nothing. Instead, he pointed to Irene. She gazed into his dark, terrifying eyes, eyes that seemed to reveal the death that he represented. Immediately, she was drawn to him. He controlled her every movement. Jimmy held up the cross that she gave him last Christmas. The creature drew back. Irene clung to Jimmy. The lights behind the creature went out. What was behind him? A sudden chill permeated the air. They felt that they were not the only ones in the room with him. Soon, three sets of glowing, red eyes appeared. They were the same people that they thought that they had defeated upstairs.

They were completely unarmed, except for the one crucifix among them. They had to get away and, at the same time, destroy all of the symbols of death. Then it happened.

There was a huge crash. Flames shot from everywhere. It was the plane. Jimmy's friend had crashed the plane into the funeral home. The holy water covered everyone, human and beast alike. The vampires were dying from the water and flames. The foursome grabbed the wood planks that were scattered from the ruined walls and rammed them into the chests of each beast for good measure.They kicked out a window and ran for the outside. The home, for the second time in its strange existence, went up in flames. Their mission was a success.

Jimmy couldn't find his friend to thank him. Did he perish in the accident? Was it an accident? Either way, he saved the lives of all five of them.

Jimmy and Irene went on to enjoy their marriage. They had five lovely children. Jimmy never told any more horror stories. George and Mark opened up an electronics store. They saved up enough money to buy themselves each a van. They closed up their shop after a year. Marcel went back to teaching high school.

They will always remember their greatest battle.