Long Journey Ahead

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She stopped walking behind him. The conversation clearly over. How could she give anyone hope. She was evil. Like her father. A killer. She had no remorse for anything she had done. She held a grudge. She wasn't perfect.

Demitri walked up behind her, placing his hand on the small of her back. He glared at the back of Wolfe's head. She must have looked upset for him to do that, She didn't mean to but honestly she was hurt. Unusually hurt.

They lagged behind Wolfe loosing sight of him. They knew he was still there even though they couldn't see him. The buildings of the town began to grow taller, less destroyed. Demitri had commented how he'd like to find a building to make camp. Since dark was falling. It seemed like only an hour ago it had been morning. It just might have been. They wouldn't know . Survival was their main priority.

Demitri strecthed lazily, smoothly wrapping an arm around her shoulders. She laughed leaning against him as they walked. Wolfe was far ahead of them so she wasn't worried. She jumped when she heard a grunt of pain. Demitri's arm slipped from her shoulders and he jogged ahead. Mackenzie was behind him. He held the hilt of his weapon. Ready for the right.

She caught sight of Wolfe falling forward, heard another grunt. She saw rocks fly in the air.

....Rocks?

They froze in their tracks. Demitri let out a deep hearty laugh and Kenzie held hers back. When veiwing the scene you couldn't help but laugh.

A girl was throwing stones at the mighty Wolfe. He made no move to stop her. He just blocked his face as one by one rocks were pelted at him. She must not be throwing them hard enough to hurt him, just a few good throws would make him grunt like that.

The girl was thin. Sickenly thin. Her hair was dry, yet greased to her head. She was wearing ripped jeans that seemed to be soaked in blood. And her shirt had ripped that exposed some to much skin for her taste. She semed to be your average angry street whore.

and she was throwing rocks at Wolfe.

Anger filled Mackenzie's body. What nerve. She could break this skinny bitch in half. She was twice her size. Mackenzie walked towards her. That's when  she started screaming.

Her high pitched nasally voice pierced her ears and made her cringe.

"Lier! Asshole! I love you! Gave you everything! Lier!"

'Uh s'cuse me bitch? You wanna repeat that?'  Mackenzie sneered in her head.

she just cleared her throat.

"Hey there sweetheart could you maybe stop being a fucking spazz and not throw rocks at him?"

The girl turned her way and she really got a good look at her. She was fully mortal, with a couple gears not working up top. The biggest thing on her face was her nose, because her hair covered her forehead. Kenzie worked not to laugh. She looked dumbfounded at what she just told her. Maybe she was slower than Kenzie expected and she had to talk slower.

She was wrong becuase the girl laughed. AS if she were the stupid one.

"Are you the new whore?"

She heard Demitri laugh behind her. Mackenzie stood there, speechless. The audacity. This must have been the other girl. The dibs one. Poor bitch didn't know who she was messing with. Mackenzie Went alittle closer. Now she was able to smell her. She nearly gaged. It was terrible. She knew she didn't smell that great but this girl. Damn. Talk about peel paint.

"Listen here I'm trying to save you some pain before I rip those pretty whatever the fuck color eyes out your head, show them to you, then shove them up your skinny narrow ass. Who are you."

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