"Yeahyeah," he nodded quickly and motioned Ben hurriedly to behind the door. The sounds of the vampire making its way through the house grew louder and louder and the crunch of wood that came with its destructive march continues.
Ben gulped and held the wooden chair leg in front of him like a sword, feeling both silly and really exposed. No, he could do this. He had superpowers, and Great Aunt May had glared down Wolverine without them! He could do this...right?
He glanced at Ben with a nervous 'you ready?' look.
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