KC Lumi Rose

Part 4

I watched Wrangler drive away and then I turned towards the city for one last look at the fireworks. I needed sleep. Being your own boss came with consequences, one was a lack of sleep from worry. I have always felt I needed to take care of the people in my district. Something deep inside me told me it was my calling, but it came with a price.

Pulling up to my home which is now a camper, I slammed the Demon into park. Hopping out before my neighbors caught me and wanted to chat. I'm not a chatty person. Once inside my little sanctuary, I put down my gear and stripped off my leather down to a g string. I found the nearest tank top and tossed it on. I don't clean as much as I should either. There are empty tequila and bourbon bottles on the counter. Dirty clothes in the corner, dust from God knows when it's so thick It masks the windows. I walk over to the bar realizing the bourbon was still here but the sweet ass I had lined up had left. Hazard of the job. I slammed the bourbon and crashed on my couch falling into a dizzy slumber.

The night was cold, but I was sweating. I wrapped a blanket around my half-naked body barely opening my eyes. Opening them enough to see my windows were open and he was standing in front of me. I tried to sit up, but I couldn't. There was something holding me down, the pressure on my wrist and ankles was stinging. I couldn't scream or grab for my gun, yet I could feel one small drop of sweat fall from my forehead. I couldn't see his face, yet I knew by his smell it was Cye Bian. He was on top of me I could feel his hardness against me throbbing. His cold soft skin touching mine was like ice to my sticky hot wetness. His lips grazed my lips and neck the feeling of his tongue running down my neck set shivers in my legs. I moaned in what I wanted to be a protest, but it came out wrong. He pressed harder into me, teasing me, knowing if I spread my legs and gave in to him, I would be his. I pressed my body to him feeling my nipples spring towards his hairless silky body and my eyes opened. I adjusted my eyes again to her a skadegamute floating behind us. I rolled from my couch pushing Cye off me. Fumbling for my gun I reached it and was able to sound off one round in the direction of her before I realized I was completely alone.

Still holding my gun pointed in the direction of the skadegemute my heart was pounding.  My breath was chaotic. My skin was drenched with my own sweat. My eyes were hyper-focused catching every movement of dust dropping in the room. The entire time my ears were ringing, it was as if time had stopped all around me. Until the phone rang. The air around me was sucked back into place my eyes dilated like an adrenaline shot was just jabbed into my leg.

Still catching my breath, I grab my phone. "H..hello."

"Lumi Rose, it's Cye Bian. There's been another murder."

Still confused by the evening's events in my own camper I'm having a hard time understanding how Cye Bian can be on the phone when he was just here.

"Now Lumi Rose, P&L District."

"Fine." I hung up the phone.

Fuck me. I brought the Python up to my forehead catching my breath my elbows om my knees. It was so real. Who was she? If there was anything you didn't want to pop up in your home or life period, it was a skadegamute. Skadegamutes, better known as ghost-witches of the Wabanaki tribes of New England. New England, the birthplace of Mercy Brown and her twins Cye Bian and Magla Darling. I was officially fucked. I had gotten myself tangled in some seriously bad shit.

I pulled myself together and called Wrangler. To my surprise, she was already up, Cye Bian called her as well. I locked up the camper but when I turned Early was standing behind me. He was the only person who could walk up behind me without me knowing. He was stealthy.

"Dad, what are doing out here, it's 2 in the morning."

"I know you have made dealings with Cye Bian. I also know that you were visited by the Wabanaki Tribe this evening."

"How... never mind you always know."

"She has come for you Luminaria; you are the light of the world. I must explain to you, that you are in great danger."

"I can take care of myself you know that. Let me get you home."

"This is serious Luminaria."

"Dad let me take care of some business first then I will come over."

Just then a screech owl landed on my camper and glared at us. Early tuned to me with worry in his eyes knowing the screech owl projected the outcome of the war. I knew what it meant I put my hands on his shoulders and my forehead to his reaffirming I was fine. The owl had settled on top of my camper. Early eyed it in the mirror of the Demon as we drove off.

Wrangler was pissy all the way to KC. She played with her electric arrows getting them ready and sharpening her machete. She hated working for vamps she hated vamps and more than anything she hated being woken up in the middle of the night.

"Why can't these fuckers kill anyone at 11 am?" She grumbled as we both laughed.

We were flying down K-10 when we came upon a group of Half turns in the middle of the road. This is the kind of shit that gets you killed. Not by half turns, by Cye Bian for being late. I slow down still far enough from the group so they can see who I am. Wrangler and I get ready for anything; these fuckers are unstable. I see Nicki Nitro come out from behind her group of half-turns wielding a chainsaw.

Nicki Nitro is not one to be messed with. She's a tiny girl with arms like a bodybuilder. She wears a skintight yellow racer suit the top half unzipped so her breasts pop out and knee-high leather boots to match and a bright yellow metal half cage mask around her mouth. I personally never knew if I wanted to fuck her or kill her. The girl became the leader of the half-turns when her spouse was murdered at the speedway. She decided there was no better place to stake her claim in KC. Fast cars, access to I-70, 435, and K10. She had a large following based on the NASCAR fans alone that were half-turns. She and I had an agreement though, when she saw me, she let me pass.

She waved for me to get out of the car. Wrangler looked at me and shook her head no. I looked around for a minute making sure there were not any of her people waiting to jump me. I grabbed my gun and got out of the car slowly, Wrangler sighed and slid out of the car onto the hood of the Demon with her arrows ready.

"What's the point of this Nicki, we have an agreement?"

"I'm offering my help, I heard you have a meeting with Magla Darling. I'm offering my soldiers for back up."

I turned back to Wrangler she shrugged her shoulders at me.

"What's in it for you?" I asked.

I saw her smirk behind her cage mask.

"Curiosity." She replied

"Ok, girl crew only though, you know how Magla is with men."

"Fine."

"Fine." We eyed each other for a minute, and she nodded to her crew let her pass.

I walked back to the car confused at what the hell just happened and how the hell she knew about my meeting? Wrangler was just as confused but she just held up a hand to show she didn't really fucking care to talk about it. We drove on down K-10 blasting our tunes.