together.
“You’re
having none of me,” Haley boasted.
Avril stood
beside her. “If Edmond wins, there’ll be no one to protect you.”
She stuck her
hand in Haley’s hair.
Haley ripped
it out and pushed her away.
“Hey, hey,
hey,” Magnus said rushing over. “One fight at a time, girls.”
Haley backed
away from the vampires. Meanwhile in the centre of the court, both Cyrus and
Edmond had out their metal rods.
“Are you
ready?” Cyrus asked.
“Why don’t we
count to three?” Edmond replied.
Cyrus bowed.
“ONE,” Avril
hollered.
Both Cyrus
and Edmond took a step forward.
“TWO,” Magnus
called out.
The Rance
cousins raised their weapons above their heads.
Eyes began to
turn in Haley’s direction.
“Three,” she
said.
CHAPTER
FORTY-TWO
They both ran into the air at the
same time, and missed each other entirely. Cyrus wound up on the right side of
the court, Edmond the left. Once there Cyrus stared climbing his side of the
fence with lightning precision. Haley caught Edmond smile a moment, before
ascending the fence nearest to him. Soon they were both on top, ready to pounce
again.
“Let’s
actually try and make some contact this time,” Edmond berated.
Cyrus jumped
into the air, this time defying gravity.
He kept going
up and up and up…
Till Haley
couldn’t see him anymore.
When she
turned to where Edmond had been, he was gone. She’d missed his jump.
Her eyes
darted into the sky looking for them.
She stepped
out into the middle of the court.
“Where the
fuck are they?” Magnus asked, walking towards her. “Can you see them at all?”
Haley
strained herself. “No.”
“They’ll be
up there for ages,” Avril said.
No sooner
were the words out of her mouth, both Cyrus and Edmond crashed back to the
ground between Haley and Magnus, radiating a wave of cracks in the surface.
Speechless,
Haley backed away almost falling over.
Neither had
the upper-hand at the moment, but the rods were all over the place, blows being
struck everywhere.
Cyrus was
yelling. Edmond was yelling. Blood sprayed right and left, and the dust on the
ground rose up to their knees.
Without
warning, Edmond dropped his rod and grabbed hold of Cyrus’s shoulders. He
smashed his forhead into his face, knocking Cyrus off his feet.
Edmond’s hand
moved in fast, seizing up his rod again. Cyrus held his out in defense,
swatting Edmond’s fierce lashes with one hand.
“BREAK!”
Edmond shouted. “FUCKING BREAK!”
Cyrus managed
to grab hold of one of Edmond’s leg and ripped away his footing.
As Edmond
fell, Cyrus got back up and took a few paces away from him. He looked at Haley
momentarily, his face bruised and bleeding, yet ever-ferocious.
Edmond then
charged at Cyrus, his face seemingly more ferocious.
Cyrus
sidestepped his attack causing Edmond to crash face first into Haley against
the fence.
He started to
get up as she pushed him away, but then he got caught up in looking at her.
Smiling, he
stuck his finger out and put it in Haley’s mouth.
Stroking her
insides.
Back and
forth.
Back and
forth.
Cyrus’s
shadow loomed over them. “Sick fuck.”
Edmond
stopped, his eyes darting to their corners.
Cyrus’s rod
slammed into Edmond’s skull.
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
A small black bird – a raven perhaps
– perched itself on top the tennis court’s fence-line as the blow was struck,
and Edmond fell. Haley got to her feet, unable to take her eyes off the raven.
Unable to get rid of the finger’s taste.
Avril and
Magnus rushed over pushing past Haley and Cyrus to get to Edmond.
“Quickly,”
Avril cried. “Roll him on his back.”
Magnus rolled
Edmond over.
Blood was
pouring out of his face. His eyes had turned black.
“Jesus,”
Magnus muttered. “He might not make it.”
“You
motherfucker,” Avril said under her breath. “I can’t believe you went and –”
Cyrus grabbed
her by the throat and shoved her up against the fence. “So it’s
“You’re
having none of me,” Haley boasted.
Avril stood
beside her. “If Edmond wins, there’ll be no one to protect you.”
She stuck her
hand in Haley’s hair.
Haley ripped
it out and pushed her away.
“Hey, hey,
hey,” Magnus said rushing over. “One fight at a time, girls.”
Haley backed
away from the vampires. Meanwhile in the centre of the court, both Cyrus and
Edmond had out their metal rods.
“Are you
ready?” Cyrus asked.
“Why don’t we
count to three?” Edmond replied.
Cyrus bowed.
“ONE,” Avril
hollered.
Both Cyrus
and Edmond took a step forward.
“TWO,” Magnus
called out.
The Rance
cousins raised their weapons above their heads.
Eyes began to
turn in Haley’s direction.
“Three,” she
said.
CHAPTER
FORTY-TWO
They both ran into the air at the
same time, and missed each other entirely. Cyrus wound up on the right side of
the court, Edmond the left. Once there Cyrus stared climbing his side of the
fence with lightning precision. Haley caught Edmond smile a moment, before
ascending the fence nearest to him. Soon they were both on top, ready to pounce
again.
“Let’s
actually try and make some contact this time,” Edmond berated.
Cyrus jumped
into the air, this time defying gravity.
He kept going
up and up and up…
Till Haley
couldn’t see him anymore.
When she
turned to where Edmond had been, he was gone. She’d missed his jump.
Her eyes
darted into the sky looking for them.
She stepped
out into the middle of the court.
“Where the
fuck are they?” Magnus asked, walking towards her. “Can you see them at all?”
Haley
strained herself. “No.”
“They’ll be
up there for ages,” Avril said.
No sooner
were the words out of her mouth, both Cyrus and Edmond crashed back to the
ground between Haley and Magnus, radiating a wave of cracks in the surface.
Speechless,
Haley backed away almost falling over.
Neither had
the upper-hand at the moment, but the rods were all over the place, blows being
struck everywhere.
Cyrus was
yelling. Edmond was yelling. Blood sprayed right and left, and the dust on the
ground rose up to their knees.
Without
warning, Edmond dropped his rod and grabbed hold of Cyrus’s shoulders. He
smashed his forhead into his face, knocking Cyrus off his feet.
Edmond’s hand
moved in fast, seizing up his rod again. Cyrus held his out in defense,
swatting Edmond’s fierce lashes with one hand.
“BREAK!”
Edmond shouted. “FUCKING BREAK!”
Cyrus managed
to grab hold of one of Edmond’s leg and ripped away his footing.
As Edmond
fell, Cyrus got back up and took a few paces away from him. He looked at Haley
momentarily, his face bruised and bleeding, yet ever-ferocious.
Edmond then
charged at Cyrus, his face seemingly more ferocious.
Cyrus
sidestepped his attack causing Edmond to crash face first into Haley against
the fence.
He started to
get up as she pushed him away, but then he got caught up in looking at her.
Smiling, he
stuck his finger out and put it in Haley’s mouth.
Stroking her
insides.
Back and
forth.
Back and
forth.
Cyrus’s
shadow loomed over them. “Sick fuck.”
Edmond
stopped, his eyes darting to their corners.
Cyrus’s rod
slammed into Edmond’s skull.
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
A small black bird – a raven perhaps
– perched itself on top the tennis court’s fence-line as the blow was struck,
and Edmond fell. Haley got to her feet, unable to take her eyes off the raven.
Unable to get rid of the finger’s taste.
Avril and
Magnus rushed over pushing past Haley and Cyrus to get to Edmond.
“Quickly,”
Avril cried. “Roll him on his back.”
Magnus rolled
Edmond over.
Blood was
pouring out of his face. His eyes had turned black.
“Jesus,”
Magnus muttered. “He might not make it.”
“You
motherfucker,” Avril said under her breath. “I can’t believe you went and –”
Cyrus grabbed
her by the throat and shoved her up against the fence. “So it’s
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