#day2vampirehunters
For@mysme-fictober2020 prompt list
This one is so-so, don’t judge!
Day 2: Vampire Hunters
“Shut the hell up or I’m taking my sock off and stuffing it in your mouth!” Vanderwood growled through gritted teeth. Seven thinned out his lips and ran his pressed thumb and forefinger across them as if zipping them up. Vanderwood rolled his eyes but said nothing. Seven forced himself to hold in his laughter.
He knew it was serious, but his coping mechanism had always been to joke about what he was a afraid of, and a nest of new vampires was high on that list, especially as they now snuck towards them. The agency had developed some UV lights and there were several that now hung from his belt. The gun was tightly in his grip, but it was useless unless he got lucky and shot the vamp in the heart. His skills with the weapon were not on par with Vanderwoods. Since the older man was more experienced, he led their team through.
All were dressed in black from head to toe, the ski mask covering Seven’s red hair, not a single strand visible. He wore thick goggles instead of his glasses as it could be problematic if he were to suddenly lose his glasses. Checking behind him to make sure the rest of the team was still there, he didn’t notice Vanderwood stop and bumped into him, almost dropping his weapon.
Vanderwood turned and glared at him. Seven shrugged and gave him a thumbs up. The taller man shoved Seven back and continued his slow advance.
A few minutes later he halted the team and sent two agents to the other side of the opening he’d come across. The cave was dank, lichen covering the walls giving off an eerie green light. The cavern they stood outside of felt immense, as if it was the entrance into a black hole. Vanderwood gave Seven the signal for him to stay and watch. Seven nodded and took Vanderwood’s place at the edge of the opening. He watched as the tall man entered slowly and made his way towards what he assumed was the center. It didn’t take long for the man’s form to become indistinct in the darkness. There was nothing but silence surrounding them. Seven’s heart seemed to be screaming in his ears.
A scream pealed through the air, a sound Seven never thought to hear from his stoic handler. He reached for one of the UV lights on his belt, turned it on and aimed it towards the source of the scream. Several other lights came on from other agents. Seven instinctively closed his eyes from the overwhelming glare. Blinking rapidly, his eyes finally adjusted. Vanderwood sat on the ground, his back towards Seven and the others, slumped over. Seven’s eyes scanned the area but there was no sign of any vamps, or anything else either. The cavern’s floor was smooth if gravely, there were some stalactites were visible within the light, but the ceiling of the cavern was too high to see.
Seven swiped the light around Vanderwood and towards the ceiling, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but the stalactites were thick enough for vamps to hide behind. Vanderwood was perfectly still and Seven knew they had to go in and get him out. He motioned to the rest of the team and they headed in, Seven straight for Vanderwood.
Hanging the UV light back on his belt, keeping his weapon trained down and away from the man, he reached out to Vanderwood. As his fingers touched his shoulder, the man turned towards him, a mask on his face of a grinning pumpkin. Before he could even register that fact there were several pops from above him, his head snapping at the perceived danger, his weapon coming up, looking for a target. Several balloons fell from the stalactites and confetti rained downed on him, glitter attaching itself to his dark clothes. His amber eyes narrowed in confusion.
Then he heard laughter. He looked down, Vanderwood was doubled over, holding his stomach, his shoulders heaving with humor.
“What the fuck?” Seven glanced around him, noticing that the rest of his team was also chuckling. They began to take off their masks and Seven was stunned. Yoosung, Saeran, MC, Zen, Jaehee, and even Jumin were among those that had come in with him.
“We got you! Oh my God we finally got you! You should see your face! Saeran, did you record all of that?” Yoosung was gleefully jubilant, dancing on his feet.
Seven wasn’t sure he was seeing what he was seeing. Was this real? Had they ganged up to prank him? Had they really gotten Vanderwood and some of the other agents to go along with it? His chest hurt with the thrumming of his heart. He was glad there was no real danger, but fuck! He shook his head and had to laugh. They got him, yep…he would have to keep his eyes open from now on.
