The Take Over, the Break's Over chap. 2

Pete's POV
We got out of the alley before the police came, heading swiftly back to the warehouse. Immediately, we all set to work lowering steel "shades" over the windows and locking the doors with iron bars. We'd put all of these acessories up after Myka had been born (one of my new fatherly-overdramatic-love-my-daughter-too-much-to-lose-her orders) but hadn't had to use them. Until now. "Do you know why they would drag the mayor away?" Joe asked after we all had huddled into the living room. I held Shea and Myka close to me. Megan and I exchanged a glance. "Well, they could be trying to take over the town again..." she suggested darkly, and I was caught up in the grim memories of us all,two years before, fighting for our lives in the old abandoned church.The vampires had taken over the city in order to rid it of us, the Hunters, the ones who had invaded their cities and driven them out. They'd come back for revenge then...was it possible they were returning for that now? "But...we killed all of the vampires two years ago, didn't we?" Andy asked. "That doesn't matter. Vampires don't just exist around here, you know. They're all over the world, just like humans," Megan replied. "Well, I don't think we're going to get anywhere by guessing. I say we find out whatever we can about the murder and go from there," I suggested and the Hunters all nodded. That night, I slept fitfully, and rushed to Myka's room multiple times just to check on her.
Megan's POV
The next day, we all figured out a plan. The police wouldn't release any statements about the murder, except that they were still investigating, so we all decided that one of us would go undercover and try to figure out what they could. It was unanymous (sp?) that the spy would be Ryan- he was a magicker, and had just learned how to turn himself invisible for short periods of time. He left that night.
Ryan's POV
I turned myself invisible once I was outside of the police station (it still gave me the creeps just looking at it because it reminded me so much of the battle two years ago) and waited until someone else walked in so I could sneak in unnoticed. Once I was inside, I milled around, listening in closely for any mention of the murder. Finally, I came to an interview room where a two cops were talking in hushed voices. "Look, I'm telling you, the mayor is alive, but he's different somehow!" a voice insisted desperately. "Yeah, right. Look, I saw the body. I saw it. There's no way he's alive," the other cop contradicted scornfully. There was a slam, and Ryan sensed waves of anger and anxiety rushing from the room in waves. "Listen to me! I know there's no logical way that he could be alive right now but he is! You have to believe me!" the angry cop screamed, and there was another slam as the anxious cop shoved the angry cop into the wall. "You just bought yourself a ticket in the slammer, buddy." Ryan scooted out of the way as the two cops stormed past him. He went over everything said in his head and his heart pounded painfully in his chest. Had the mayor been Turned? Was he a vampire? And if so, why? Why would the vampire that attacked him want him alive? To take over the town perhaps? Was Megan's suggestion true? Ryan returned to the warehouse in frustration because he realized he couldn't answer any of those questions.
Megan's POV
When Ryan came back, I knew immediately that a.) he hadn't figured out much and b.) whathe had figured out was unnerving. "What's wrong?" Joe asked. Pete and Shea walked out from Myka's room at the sound of Joe's voice, and Cole and Patrick rushed up from the basement. Megan realized with slight irritation that Chester and John were at the bar again with their slut girlfriends, but pushed it from her head. "I heard two cops talking. One of them said that he saw the mayor alive," Ryan told us once we had gathered around to hear. I glanced at Pete. "He's a vampire?" I asked. Ryan shrugged, sighing. "I don't know. I'm not sure where their keeping the body, or even if they have it. If he is indeed a vampire, then they wouldn't have his body." I thought about this for a moment. "Whoever Turned him planned this out beforehand," Cole muttered to himself and I felt my heart ache in a familiar way. He had nursed a vendetta over the past two years against all vampires (excluding me, Pete, Shea, Patrick and Myka) because they had killed his brother (my former best friend) Now he did everything possible to hunt all of them down and kill them. He hated them all and they lived in fear of him, just as they did of Pete and I. "When we were in the alley, you didn't smell anything? No blood, vampire scent, anything?" he asked me and I shook my head. "No, but I saw the person...or at least, I saw that he was pale and had yellow eyes. I didn't see his face clearly, but he had to be a vampire," I offered. Cole nodded thoughtfully. "Whoever this vampire is, he's clearly a master at planning. I've never seen a vampire with enough restraint to bite someone and simply Turn them instead of feeding besides William. And I've never seen a vampire who would be able to disguise there scent to thepoint of nonexistance," he muttered, half to himself. I blinked at his words. If this new vampire was a sinister mastermind, would we be able to fight him? "Well, I guess the break's over," Patrick mumbled. Dread fingers shivered down my spine and I realized that he was right.