she hid herself in the shadows of a chimney. I
wasn’t sure why she was being so sneaky, but her white dress was filthy and her
hair was shaggy enough to confuse a person. I was worried that Jaxon might take
a shot at her if she came out of her hiding place.
I was about to warn everybody not to shoot at her when I
realized that she was looking right at me. I’m not sure how she managed to find
me, the streets weren’t bright enough to provide that kind of visibility, but I
was positive that she was looking right at me.
Then, she placed her finger to her lips and gave me the
‘shush’ gesture as if I were about to ruin a big surprise.
“JAXON,” I shouted. “DON’T SHOOT THAT CHICK ON THE ROOF.”
Jax turned at the sound of my voice.
Everything began to happen all at once.
The woman in the white dress ran freakishly fast towards the
edge of the roof. Jaxon spotted her immediately and began firing off shots.
When the chick reached the edge, she leapt out into the darkened sky. I was
worried that she was going to kill herself when she landed, but instead, she
sailed through the air this incredible distance and landed lightly on her bare
feet.
Jaxon kept shooting at her. I could see the little flashes
of light from the barrel of his gun and I could hear the muffled thumps even
with the silencer. She hit the ground running and rapidly began to close the
mere twenty feet that separated her from Jaxon.
She ran in a zigzagging manner, as if she were trying to
avoid all the bullets Jaxon’s pistol was spitting out in her direction. When
she reached him, she swung out her fist and knocked him from his feet and into
the side of the Jeep so hard, the Jeep actually shifted about a foot from where
it was parked.
That was enough for Dudley; he drilled her right in the
chest with about five rapid fire shots. I actually saw the bullets make little
puckers in the skin around her collar bone, and I saw the black ooze of what
must have been blood mingle with the other stains of her dress.
She took a few backwards, stumbling steps from the impact.
Then, she lifted her head towards Dudley, opened her mouth and roared at him.
“ She roared at him ?”
I don’t know how else to describe it. The sound was
earsplitting. It wasn’t a scream; it was more like a sound of fury, almost like
she was telling us to mind our own business.
“ What happened next ?”
Jaxon was on his feet again. He rose up right in front of
her. At the time, I was shocked. I mean, that bitch hit him hard. The impact
with the Jeep alone should have broken some ribs, but he just stood right back
up as if the punch and the slam against the Jeep didn’t bother him at all.
He had his tomahawk in his hand.
I saw the thing’s eyes go wide.
She barely had enough time to lift up her arm in a defensive
gesture. The blow was intended for her head, but instead the tomahawk buried
itself deep into her forearm. I heard the crunch as the blade met bone. Yet,
the arm didn’t sever. I saw more of that black ooze as Jaxon yanked his blade
out of her arm and pulled back to swing again.
The woman just about vanished from the street.
“ She ran away ?”
It was more than that. She moved fast, almost too fast to be
real. She also ran straight up the side of the nearest house and disappeared
over the rooftop.
All of us stood there in a sort of stunned silence for a
moment before Georgie started babbling.
“Did you guys see that shit with her mouth when she shrieked
at Dudley?”
“See what with her mouth?” I asked.
Of course I knew what he was talking about. I was just
trying to pretend that I didn’t. It’s kind of funny, but I was hoping that by
acting like I didn’t see it, then maybe I wouldn’t have to be worried about it,
but Georgie is a dick.
“Her mouth was filled with fangs,” Georgie said.
Chapter 4
Jaxon
My second meeting with
Jaxon started out very differently than the last one. Both of us were having
trouble focusing through
wasn’t sure why she was being so sneaky, but her white dress was filthy and her
hair was shaggy enough to confuse a person. I was worried that Jaxon might take
a shot at her if she came out of her hiding place.
I was about to warn everybody not to shoot at her when I
realized that she was looking right at me. I’m not sure how she managed to find
me, the streets weren’t bright enough to provide that kind of visibility, but I
was positive that she was looking right at me.
Then, she placed her finger to her lips and gave me the
‘shush’ gesture as if I were about to ruin a big surprise.
“JAXON,” I shouted. “DON’T SHOOT THAT CHICK ON THE ROOF.”
Jax turned at the sound of my voice.
Everything began to happen all at once.
The woman in the white dress ran freakishly fast towards the
edge of the roof. Jaxon spotted her immediately and began firing off shots.
When the chick reached the edge, she leapt out into the darkened sky. I was
worried that she was going to kill herself when she landed, but instead, she
sailed through the air this incredible distance and landed lightly on her bare
feet.
Jaxon kept shooting at her. I could see the little flashes
of light from the barrel of his gun and I could hear the muffled thumps even
with the silencer. She hit the ground running and rapidly began to close the
mere twenty feet that separated her from Jaxon.
She ran in a zigzagging manner, as if she were trying to
avoid all the bullets Jaxon’s pistol was spitting out in her direction. When
she reached him, she swung out her fist and knocked him from his feet and into
the side of the Jeep so hard, the Jeep actually shifted about a foot from where
it was parked.
That was enough for Dudley; he drilled her right in the
chest with about five rapid fire shots. I actually saw the bullets make little
puckers in the skin around her collar bone, and I saw the black ooze of what
must have been blood mingle with the other stains of her dress.
She took a few backwards, stumbling steps from the impact.
Then, she lifted her head towards Dudley, opened her mouth and roared at him.
“ She roared at him ?”
I don’t know how else to describe it. The sound was
earsplitting. It wasn’t a scream; it was more like a sound of fury, almost like
she was telling us to mind our own business.
“ What happened next ?”
Jaxon was on his feet again. He rose up right in front of
her. At the time, I was shocked. I mean, that bitch hit him hard. The impact
with the Jeep alone should have broken some ribs, but he just stood right back
up as if the punch and the slam against the Jeep didn’t bother him at all.
He had his tomahawk in his hand.
I saw the thing’s eyes go wide.
She barely had enough time to lift up her arm in a defensive
gesture. The blow was intended for her head, but instead the tomahawk buried
itself deep into her forearm. I heard the crunch as the blade met bone. Yet,
the arm didn’t sever. I saw more of that black ooze as Jaxon yanked his blade
out of her arm and pulled back to swing again.
The woman just about vanished from the street.
“ She ran away ?”
It was more than that. She moved fast, almost too fast to be
real. She also ran straight up the side of the nearest house and disappeared
over the rooftop.
All of us stood there in a sort of stunned silence for a
moment before Georgie started babbling.
“Did you guys see that shit with her mouth when she shrieked
at Dudley?”
“See what with her mouth?” I asked.
Of course I knew what he was talking about. I was just
trying to pretend that I didn’t. It’s kind of funny, but I was hoping that by
acting like I didn’t see it, then maybe I wouldn’t have to be worried about it,
but Georgie is a dick.
“Her mouth was filled with fangs,” Georgie said.
Chapter 4
Jaxon
My second meeting with
Jaxon started out very differently than the last one. Both of us were having
trouble focusing through
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