[ WP ] Evil monsters are real , everybody including kids walks around with fire arms at all times . Johnny gets attacked on his way home from school .

Johnny trembles, the shiver shaking his small body. Each step feels as if he ’ s walking on pins and needles. The street ’ s already dark, dangerously so. Usually James walked along with him but the other boy had been sick today. There was rumor flying around the school that a curse had gotten to him, causing the illness and that he probably wouldn ’ t recover. Johnny hopes otherwise. 
 
 Keeping a shaky hold on the small gun, Johnny already has the safety off despite the danger of doing so. The clip is full, as usual, with his normal, hollow-point rounds. The words were mildly confusing still for him, after all Johnny had only just started into the sixth grade, but he understood that these bullets did much more damage than normal ones. 
 
 There ’ s a crash and Johnny whirls on his feet, looking to and fro as he squeezes the butt of the gun in his hands. His father ’ s words echo back to him, warning him to be careful and to run if he thought he was in trouble. Johnny turns and starts to run, keeping his finger off of the trigger of the gun, panic overtaking him. The noises follow along with him before it falls quiet and Johnny slows slightly. 
 
 Ahead, the lights are back on, apparently the problem fixed up ahead. Johnny smiles at it and hurries along the road before something catches his eye. Someone steps out, towering over him and Johnny levels his gun at the being. They hold their hands up as they step a little closer, lit up by a dim light nearby. 
 
 “ Don ’ t shoot. ” It ’ s a female voice, obviously female as they step forward, seen easily. “ I ’ m just scared too. ” Johnny trembles and considers the woman, she looks frightened but she smiles gently as she takes another step. Her teeth are sharp, eyes unnatural in color rather suddenly. A vampire, Johnny ’ s mind yells at him and he opens fire. 
 
 The woman stumbles back multiple times, hands dropping and Johnny moves to run around her, having only emptied half the clip. She shakes the bullet wounds off, leaping after him and he empties the rest of the clip into her face and chest, making her stumble again. Instead of stopping, she seems more intent on him as he screams and runs. 
 
 His father always told him to never walk alone. That he was too young to walk alone anywhere and to at least go home with friends if he couldn ’ t get anyone to walk home with him. To stay there until either of his parents or his older sister could pick him up. He had been warned that his little.22 wouldn ’ t be enough to keep the tougher monsters away unless there were more than one kid firing at it. 
 
 The weight lands heavy in the middle of his back and Johnny squeals loudly, thrashing and attempting to get free. The vampire tears into him, despite him attempting to beat her with his gun, the device just a glorified club now. She tears his throat out, lapping at the warm blood as Johnny ’ s life fades away. They find the body early the next day, a mangled mess of blood and limbs. 
 
 That ’ s why the rule now exists alongside the others. Always carry your weapon. Always carry a side-weapon. Never walk alone.
