Detective Madrell - One shot

My names Vic, or detective Madrell as some of the folks here call me. I've set up a private eye business not long ago, a good 20 years on the force has served its use.
I'm the guy that cleans the streets of Newport, taking the scumbags down, and serving justice on a cold bloody plate...that’s my kind of style.

Lately there have been some incidents occurring around the high streets at night. Apparently the victims were all left very deprived from blood and also with two puncher marks in the right side of the neck.
This is therefore clearly not an accident, or could it be the works of a vampire.
Nah! This cant be the works of a fictional creature that hasn’t existed in many years, heck that’s just child talk

the way that the victims have died shows me that this is the works of a mass murder...well that’s what I would have said a couple of nights ago, but now...I have witness a display that has opened my eyes to the unnatural events that has happened.

One night I decided to work the late shift, because I had to cover for one of the officers, and also cause I need the money for my rugged old place that live in called an apartment.
I was making my way past “Le Pub” and watching the drunken teenagers having a good time, kids these days really don’t know how lucky they get it now.
Well I decided to go in there to have a few drinks, hey it wouldn’t hurt right?
So I went up to the barkeeper which I knew, besides he owes me one for saving this place getting robbed by a couple of scum’s. I was enjoying the drinks that Marv the bar keeper gave me, "ahhh there’s nothing like a good pint of bitter after a hard days work".
I was sat on one of the stools near the bar talking to Marv as he was cleaning some of the beer glasses to be used again.
"So, what’s the latest on the streets then detective?"
I took another sip from the glass of beer "well not much really Marv, but be have been working hard on some of the cases that have been occurring around this side of Newport...but I really can’t say much about it".
Marv started to pour me another glass of cool refreshing bitter and placed it in front of me " well from what I hear is that there’s been a couple of missing people lately, because this place down here use to be packed. Now look at it, it’s as lively as a ghost town."
I did start to wonder why there weren’t so many people in this place, how strange “well like I always say, I'm on the case. so there’s nothing to worry about Marv, protecting this city is what I get paid for".
Marv started to clean another glass “yep, your probably the only bugger that does give a dam any more".
That’s when she entered the place, this strange red head woman with black rimed specs, with what appears to be an old RAF coat. Heck I don’t even think that they make them anymore.
There was another woman that accompanied her as well, long golden brown locks, a long black stylish coat with a blue shirt and waist coat on as well, same as the woman with the short red hair.
"Who are they Marv? Are they regulars?"
"Oh yes indeed they are, the red head goes by the name Smeg or Captain Smeg. Can’t really remember with my age, and the other woman I think she goes by the name Tegan.
"What kind of names are they? Sounds pretty bizarre if you ask me.."
I began to look towards them without them noticing me. Two people like that could be linked with...nah! That’s not possible, and besides its too early to be pointing fingers at people now, besides its to early to decided what we are dealing with to suspect people.
That’s when I saw the red head smile toward the woman in the long black coat. She had strange teeth, sharp and pointy...that’s a bit suspicious. She must look after her pearly white well. However still very strange...
She and the other woman make there way into the room. The red head takes her coat off and puts it in the coat pegs near the entrance; she then helps the other woman by taking her coat off as the red head places it along side hers.
they continue there way into the bar at the long haired woman gets a seat, the red head comes up to the bar, she smiles a warm smile to Marv, as if they have been friends from back in the war time" the usual Marv, and keep them coming".
"Yes Ma'am!"
Marv salutes and gathers two wine glasses, and an old vintage wine bottle, that looked like it came from the 1900's. The red head began to shake her head at the gesture that Marv made toward her "thank you Marv, but best not do that in public. Otherwise people will start to ask questions".
She winked towards him as if it had a hidden meaning to the words that she said to him. She them looked at the wine bottle " ahhh! 1930! What a year that was, back in the year that my favorite car was invented! The Volkswagen Beetle, and what a fine vehicle it is".
She smiled as she looked towards the bottle, and placed it back on the counter for Marv to open.
As he did the red head looked towards me “hey! I ain’t seen you around here before, names Captain Smeg! And you are?"
I began to look a bit oddly towards the strange so called captain, I why she was being so formal towards me for, I decided to play along “no I'm new around here; my name is Detective Victor Madrell".
She began to look intrigued towards me “Detective you say? I knew a detective once, lovely chap he was, but he left because is the certain incidences that has been occurring around here. My guessing is that he got a little scared. One site of blood and that’s it! He was out of here."
I began to look towards Smeg with curiosity, she looked like as if she was laughing to herself a little, as she smirked towards, what might be some private joke “yes indeed a detective, but my question to you Smeg was, how you got that information? no one knows that, in fact no one is meant to know that, its private and confidential information".
Smeg smirked toward me " lets say being captain has its advantage my dear sir, Marv how’s about a glass for the detective too?"
I began to feel a little intimidated for a moment, was she mocking me, or saying that she knows more information that anyone else does. This can be crucial to what I need to crack this case, so I decided to keep playing along, so that i can keep leaking information out of her.
Marv looked a little surprised "right away ma'am!"
And placed another glass on the tray and took it over to where the other woman was. Smeg then looked towards me and smiled a crooked smile “care to join us for a drink detective? Perhaps we can share information, and off the record of course?"
I still decided to play along, besides her eyes made me want to trust this person. Heck if she can help me with the disappearances that have been occurring around here, I’ll be willing to put a little faith in this, some what qwerty relationship. “Yeah, sure I think I can keep a couple more drinks down”.
She smirked towards me and started to walk in the direction to where her long haired from was “excellent, come along detective”.
I decided to walk along with Smeg, I still wasn’t sure whether she was playing me for a fool or not, but the further I go into this, the more that I will find out about the murders within this place, I must get to the truth.
Smeg sat down next to the woman with long hair, “Tegan this is Detective Victor Madrell, Detective this is Miss Tegan”.
She smiled a reassuring smile, as well as her friend, I gotta play it cool “pleaser to meet you miss”.
Tegan smiled and looked up towards my direction “the pleaser is all mine detective”.
That remark sounded some what compelling; there was no arguing with this woman. Smeg gestured me to sit down, as Marv poured another drink of some of the 1900’s vintage wine “so please detective enlighten me detective, you found anything new…about the disappearances that have been occurring lately?”
Smeg looked a like curious as to how I will answer the question “well all of the victims are all the same, they were left in the middle of different locations within the city, the only thing that connects them all together is the scars that they have on there necks, with a mass of dehydration of blood”.
Smeg took a sip form her wine glass and savored the taste for a moment, Tegan then decided to speak looking a little concerned “Scars on the neck you say? What kind of scars?”
She had the voice of an angel, how can I not tell the truth with such a loving voice, I decided to take a sip from the wine glass, some what dry but sweet tastiest lingered on my lips, but I couldn’t help notice something was off about the drink. Perhaps I had a bit too much bitter, that’s what couple be messing with my taste receptors “ well all of the victims had the same marks on the left sides of there necks, looked like two puncher wounds to the side of the victims, but I’m not quite sure what where dealing with here”.
I decided to take another sip from the wine that was in the glass that was in front of me, them I noticed the expression on Smegs face, was it a shocked face, or did I say something that pissed her off, I wasn’t quite sure to be honest “ two puncher wounds you say.”
Smeg Paused for a moment, and them looked towards Tegan with a weary expression “ I think were dealing with a vampire here…”.  
I began to laugh, but with them looking towards me with serious faces, I quickly remained my composer towards them “you serious? You really think that there are vampires out there? God common it’s just fairy tales that’ll scare kids”.

Smeg looked towards me with a serious glare “I’m deadly serious Detective. Besides we could use someone on the force with inside information, you think you can give us a hand detective?”
I took another sip from the wine glass once more “and if I do help you? What’s in it for me?”
She smirked towards me, “all I’m saying is that being a captain has its advantage detective”.
Tegan then decided to speak “gaining information shouldn’t be a problem, if they ask otherwise just say that it’s for Torchwood”
“Torchwood? What’s that?”
“Something that beyond the government and the united nations, we can make you a hero Detective”
Smeg looked towards me with a compelling nature, “a hero you say?”
She took a sip of her wine “yes, so do we have a deal detective?”
Smeg reached out her hand for me to shake, and I did so in return “excellent, we look forward to working with you Detective.” She smiled and left me pondering on the table. Suddenly I started to feel a little light headed and woozy, I tried to collect myself so that I could stand up properly. Smeg put her coat on, and got her partners coat and placed it on her. Smeg moved further and further towards me backing me towards the wall as her partner watched “ I’m not going anywhere detective, besides how long do we have left Tegan?”
She looked towards her pocket watch “ we have exactly 1 minuet for the pill to take effect ma’am”.
She looked towards her partner, the directly towards me, I wasn’t quite sure what the hell was going on at this point “ pill! What pill?”
Suddenly I began to loose the grip of the gun. My head was pounding as the room began to spin causing me to fall to the ground with my back against the wall, looking up towards Smeg and Tegan.
Smeg decided to speak “well you see it’s my personal brand of retcon…with a little dash of horse tranquilizer…we cant have you blurting our name to others now can we?..”
I looked in horror towards them, trying to maintain my composer “but…WHY!!!....I never did any wrong…urgh!...my head!...”
I felt like I was going to be sick, the retcon was giving me nausea, I clenched my hands towards my forehead closely, I had to focus.
Tegan looked a little concerned, but brushed it off quickly “ because were a secret organization that no one can know about…its for the best that you forget us Victor, its for the best…”
The voice of an angel was a clear as silence, I knew what she meant. Besides I was in the same position, no one can know. My heart rate was beginning to clam down now, everything was slowly darkening. its alright, you can rest now… the voice in my head said. Slowly slipping away into darkness…

Smeg looked a little concerned and talked to the manager “keep him here Marv, think you can keep an eye on this one? And make sure that you give him this when he wakes up”
He looked towards Smeg and Tegan as they left “certainly Ma’am. Certainly…”.

They both entered the outside world, looking into the night sky; she inhaled and exhaled the night air. Smeg whistled for a Taxi to take them away till they were suddenly ambushed by the gang of vampires.
Tegan rolled her eyes and for her pistol from her gun holster “great, and just when everything was going so well…”
One of them came up to her “hey pretty lady, fancy a drink?”
He was about to touch her, when she grabbed his arm and broke it in three different places. Making him even more pissed off, causing everyone to snarl towards her, till suddenly just when one of them was about to hit her, Smeg launched herself towards the thug blocking him from touching her.
One of them came up to the captain “and who the fucks are you punk? Get out of the way asshole!”
The thug took a gun from his pocket and placed it in front of Smegs face. Smeg closed her eyes inhale, Exhale she thought to herself, opening them to revile the golden brown color in her eyes, and grinning towards the man “oh you chose the wrong day to piss me off.”
She began to charge up towards him “its Showtime!”
She packed a punch right in his jaw, feeling the crunching sounds that it made with the force of impact. Making the man whimper with agony as the others ran away. Tegan placed the gun back in her holster and dusted off her hands as she made her way towards Smeg.
The thug began to cower as Smeg was interrogating him “tell me who sent you?! Now!”
He spat blood on Smegs boot, and started to laugh nervously “I ain’t telling you shit!”
Smeg rolled her eyes and sighed “wrong answer pal!”
She kicked the guy right in the nuts, making him cry in pain. Tegan preceded her way over to the man “now tell us who sent you, and we’ll let you go?”
Smeg crossed her arms and smirked ever so slightly toward him “or unless you wanna get kicked in the balls again, I suggest you give the woman an answer, now!”
Just as Smeg was about to give the thug another kick, he finally gave in “argh!!!! Alright, we were hired!”
Tegan began to press on “by who?”
Smeg butted in “ ya better tell us!”
The thug talked again “ argh! It was by some one called Ideris”.

Smegs face turned even more pain an wide eye “ what!”
“yeah! And she comes with a message too?”
Tegan looked towards Smeg then Back to the man again “and what’s that then?”
“you gotta be ready…”

TBC