The Gender Shifter

Chapter Four

Id like to dedicate this chapter to toony10420 for commenting.

- Kara

My heart pounds, pounds like the beats of feet hitting the floor, pounds like the beat of a drum, pounds like my heart is desperate to tear its way out of my body, as I place my hand on the door knob. Mr. Rocoil's door knob.

Alex breathes heavily behind me, muttering curses and prayer words under his breath.

"We should wait for the cops to get here. They said they'd be here in five minutes." Alex whispered to me,desperately trying to get out of this situation.

My hero

I turn my head sharply and say. "The cops will be five minutes away, but by then Mr. Rocoil will be dead." I hissed glaring at him, coldly.

Alex opens his mouth but nothing comes out when a loud groan comes from the apartment.

Crap

Not wasting another moment, I open the apartment door slowly, wincing at every sound the door makes as it opens to a dark room.

Shuffling could be heard in the background along with muffled words.

I step in silently and scan the area, I appear to be in the kitchen, with its stainless steel appliances and granite counter tops.

I look out over the counter and see the living room empty.

"Their in the dining room." Alex whispers since the layout of the apartment seemed similar to ours.

We both step in leaving the door open, for a quick getaway and slowly advance into the kitchen.

The muffled voices start to get louder but not fully recognizable.

"Die....."

"A...ole.."

"P.....shi....you....will.. regret."

Alex moves further into the kitchen, grabbing a butcher knife from a holder while I grab a sushi knife, from the counter.

Without and words we move into the living room backs against the wall, until we reach the corner that leads to a small dining room. I wanted to gag when the smell of human blood attacked my senses but held back when a voice whispered.

"Sin, we need to move." A male voice whispered quietly causing me to grip the sushi knife harder.

Taking a quick look at Alex, who had gone pale and looked ready to throw up and sprint at the same time.

"Someone's here." Another voice murmured, my eyes widened and I took that as my cue.

I sprang from my hiding place and threw the sushi knife at the nearest target. Then ducked when a gun fired and nearly got shot in the head by a bullet.

I backed up and took in the situation.

There on the floor in front of me is Mr.Rocoil laying in a pool of blood, his mouth open and his eyes lifeless. A hole in his chest that looked like a knife wound and with one boot on the body stood a man dressed in black leather and a black bandanna covering the lower half of his face.

Leaving only his cold black eyes and his brown hair that reminds me of feathers, sat messily on top of his head.

Not even finished at staring at the wonder of a man in front of me, I hear a shout.

Sorry it's short.