It was now shortly after five in the morning, and Ranma dropped to hover a meter off the ground before returning to human form. A half hour before her phone had rang, another murder had occurred, and the Police Chief was going to arrive at her hotel to take her there. It was a welcome distraction, searching had been fruitless, it was a group of three vampires, and they had repeatedly split up, gone in different directions, rejoined, split up, and she really just wanted to know if they were directionless like Ryoga had been.
Slipping into her room to get a blood pack from the small fridge that had been brought along, she switched into different clothing. A fresh pair of jeans with a holster slipped into the back to hold one of her pistols, a button up black shirt, and a thick forest green hooded sweatshirt with a half zipper front. Hearing the honk of a car horn, she exited the room to enter Swan’s police cruiser.
“How old are you anyways?” The Police Chief asked as they pulled out of the small road the Inn was on, and on to a major one that cut through town.
“Why do you ask?”
“Sorry, you just don’t seem like you’re old enough to be a-- what did your office call it?”
“We’re called Special Agents, and my age doesn’t matter, only ability.”
“So why do you dress like you should be in high school in a few hours? Doesn’t your office want you to look professional?”
“I dress comfortably.” She answered, briefly scanning his mind to see that he was just curious, and she couldn’t begrudge him that. Her age and size were an obvious issue when trying to get respect from people who didn’t know what she was. Gender also played a part and she was no stranger to being treated differently based on what gender she was. “And wearing a military uniform out in the public makes my job harder.”
“Ah.” He nodded at that explanation, believing that she was an undercover agent. They turned left off the main road. “If you want some coffee, there’s some in the thermos.”
“I don’t drink coffee.”
“Stunt your growth?”
“Can’t say I’m worried about that.” She didn’t have to worry about wrinkles or age, but he didn’t need to know that. Although it would be nice to naturally age just a couple years.
‘These lesser vampires have an advantage on me. They don’t sleep, so they can be moving around during the day.’ She fumed, all the ground she had covered during the night didn’t mean much to a vampire that could keep going indefinitely.
“Any details you want to tell me?” She asked.
“The first body was spotted by a truck driver at about four and the deputy who investigated found another one caught on some bushes in the river. Everything matches the other attacks and obviously no one saw it.”
Ranma frowned, there was simply too much area for her to cover on foot to find these vampires. They didn’t need to sleep during day and they were smart enough to target humans who were not going to be found for at least a few hours. She wasn’t about to spend her nights roaming through the woods hoping to find a good trail or to simply come across her targets. So that meant she would have to use the one solid lead she had, and stick to that.
She saw the lights of two patrol cars on the other side before they passed over a large river, and slowed to a stop. An ambulance was there as well, paramedics were waiting for permission from a man investigating a body next to a park bench near the riverbank to start packing up the bodies. Getting out of the patrol car, she straightened out her hoodie, and headed over to see how these vampires ate.
“I’m sorry miss but this is a crime scene.” A policeman stopped her.
Reaching into her back pocket, she pulled out her paperwork and showed it to the man. “I go where I want.” Folding up the leather case with her identification, she put it back in her pants, and went past him without a second thought.
“It’s fine Larry, she’s with me.” Charlie patted the man on the shoulder and followed after her. “You sure you want to see this? The other bodies weren’t pretty.”
“I’m sure I’ve seen worse.” When she saw the first body she had been right. It was all torn up like the vampires had plunged their fingers into the flesh and pulled out large chunks. Crescent shape bite dotted the body, some were just signified by where the teeth had cut in, others it was like a melon baller had cut into the flesh.
‘Pathetic.’ She shook her head with disgust. ‘It’s no wonder these vampires have to feed every other night, half the blood is laying on the ground because they’re so berserk.’
Finding that Charlie was expecting for her to add something, she took a moment longer to study the corpse. The other one would look similar but a bit more waterlogged. “It’s definitely what I’m looking for-- and more than one, possibly three.”
“Any advice?”
“Bag up the bodies, there’s nothing to learn from them. I’ll also need a ride back into town.”
“You don’t want to look around?”
“No, they’re already gone and I’ve been up all night and would like to get a couple hours of sleep.”
“Sleep isn’t a luxury we have here; we got multiple murderers out there if you’re right, and we need to find them.” Charlie tried to be commanding over her, but Ranma just stared at him impassively.
“They just ate, a lot, they aren’t going to want anything for at least another day, so me getting some sleep isn't going to change a thing. Now drive me back, it’s almost morning.” She used an authoritative voice again, avoiding use of a mental command.
“Fine, but when you get done with your beauty rest, I want to know what’s going on.” He demanded.
“If I feel like it.”




