A loud crash sounded behind them and Sharon and Kevin jumped up, turning to see a man, a priest by the looks of him, come crashing through the glass of the front window. Another man leapt in behind him, snarling at the startled patrons, who suddenly jumped out of booths and away from tables. Despite the heat a chill crept over Sharon when she saw the look in the man’s eyes as he snarled at her. Behind it all, streaming in through the broken window were golden shafts of daylight, the first of the new day. They gently touched the man’s back and shoulders and Sharon could see that he was starting to smoke.
Dropping to one knee, Sharon scrambled for the spare gun she kept strapped to her leg. It was loaded with silver bullets and she kept it with her at all times, even when she was on duty, for just such an occasion as this. Kevin had already drawn his weapon and was shouting at the snarling man. Sharon raised her gun and inched forward, trying to get to the priest who lay among the broken glass, moaning softly. She could see blood pooling on the floor from somewhere.
Suddenly the vampire leapt for the priest and Kevin opened fire on him. Kevin knew nothing of vampires, though, and Sharon was sure he didn’t even recognize this one for what he was. Bullets would do little damage to the supernatural monster. It was up to Sharon to stop him. She turned from the fallen priest and leveled her gun at the vampire. He was fast and she had only a split second to aim and then it was all or nothing. She pulled the trigger and kept pulling it, trying to track the thing and land one in the vampire’s heart. He flew through the air toward the priest, arms forward, ready to tear his victim apart as bullets exploded across his shoulders and chest. With a sinking feeling Sharon knew she wouldn’t be able to hit the thing’s heart in time. She stopped firing and jumped forward, not thinking, her shoulder slamming into the vampire’s gut. They tumbled over together, her move doing little to stop the force of his leap but redirecting it enough to keep him on her and away from the priest. They went down awkwardly, Sharon not having enough time to brace for the impact or to get her balance as they went spinning, falling over each other. They came to a stop sprawled on the floor, the broken glass crunching underneath them. The vampire raised his fist over his head, ready to pound Sharon into the floor when Kevin suddenly tackled him from the side. The vampire slid out of Kevin’s grip and went sliding across the floor, coming up lightning fast. Sharon worked her way up, coughing, at first not realizing why. Then she saw the smoke hanging in the room and as they all looked on the vampire spread his arms, a smile cracking his face. He began to cackle wildly as his body erupted in white-hot flame, the sunlight now fully covering the diner. The vampire did not scream, did not howl in pain, only burned and then was gone, the black mist rising from the ashes.