Below, people were having trouble reading directions and finding the correct stairways to reach the launching rescue boats. It appeared as if many of the boats were sent out into the Atlantic only partially filled, yet another fact that made absolutely no sense to him. The boat had more than enough people to fill each of them to capacity, yet the lifeboats were far from full.A flare was fired into the night sky, leaving some gasping, others cheering, more still running for their lives. It was then that Aaron spied a familiar head of gray hair huddled in a crowd toward the starboard side of the ship where the next set of lifeboats would launch.Certain it was Williams, he handed off the lifebelt to another passenger and slid his way through the crowd, a feat in itself considering how tightly packed the people waiting to get on the boat were. “Going somewhere, doctor?” he asked, placing his hand on the Vampire’s shoulder and pressing the stake against

Early for two Guardians who didn’t require the same sort of sleep as their human counterparts meant well before the sun rose, and by 5:00 in the morning, Aaron had collected Jamie and was driving his Buick Century toward the Kahuku Sugar Mill located on the northeast side of the island. The drive would normally take an hour or so, but Aaron’s car was capable of going much faster with the modifications the LIGHTS team made to it, and he was clipping along at a pretty good speed that December morning.“Did you see Eleanor last night?” Aaron asked as they drove along.“I did,” Jamie replied, a sheepish grin on his face. “We went to a dance. You should come sometime. Lots of other pretty girls around to choose from.”This wasn’t the first time Jamie had suggestion Aaron accompany them, and he had honestly considered it. Though he had not had a romantic relationship with a woman in a century, he had dated a few hu

While the bullets from the Japanese aircraft flying overhead continued to plink off of the car and shoot up streaks of dust around his feet, Aaron contemplated what to do. There had to be some way that he could help as he was unable to be harmed by the rounds careening through the air around him. He realized there were no US planes in the air, and if he truly wanted to help, he needed to get to the airfield so he could provide some cover for the pilots as they attempted to get their birds off the ground.As he sprinted off in the direction of the closest airfield, a bullet hit him in the arm. It stung, but it didn’t even break the skin, and even when a Zero blanketed him in a sea of the projectiles, he continued to run, never slowing until the airfield came into view.Dozens of men were hurrying to ready the planes to take off, but even as they worked, the first round of enemy fire came in, sending them ducking for cover. The planes were not so lucky, and many of

Skelton, a former beau of Janette’s, had returned a few months ago from an independent career that had spanned over a hundred years. He had said he had a special project he needed help with, but so far, he’d not explained himself and mostly hung out in the apartment he’d been provided by himself, rarely making an appearance on the larger campus that encompassed fifty acres on the outskirts of Kansas City.“He’s harmless,” Jordan assured them both. “Just an old man looking for absolution.”“Just an old nut looking for asylum is more like it,” Janette replied, shaking her head.“I have a meeting with him this evening. Hopefully, he’ll give us some direction for this project he has in mind. I’ll tell him to wait until I get back though. There’s no sense in you having to worry about that and everything else.”“All right,” Aaron said with a nod as he looked to

Tulsa, Oklahoma, America, 1985“Tell me why we are doing this again,” Jamie insisted from the passenger seat of the Buick Somerset Aaron was pulling into a parking spot outside of a shady looking nightclub. It was past midnight, a time when they would typically be hunting the undead, but tonight their mark was someone else entirely.“’Cause Janette asked us to,” Aaron replied as he put the car in park and turned off the engine.“Yeah, but if the Tulsa team has already approached this guy several times, and he doesn’t want to join them, why would he go with us now?”“I don’t know,” Aaron replied, pushing the door open. “She asked us to try, so we’ll try.” He got out of the car and headed into the establishment, hoping to get this over with rather quickly.It only took him a moment to find the man he was looking for. At six-two and well over two hundred pound