Toby Grier; Vampire
"Nice to see you again, Sammi."
I turn around, surprised to be surprised, and catch this man's scent.
It's the same one Sammi was wearing in the principal's office after the attack.
Sammi hisses.
"Where the hell's Ashley?"
"Hmm..." He rubs his chin. "You know, I'm not too sure I know who you're talking about. Is she the blonde haired, green eyed girl? The one with the well worked abdominals?" He winks at Sammi, then says, in an evil tone, "The one I'm holding captive?"
Before I can stop her, Sammi lunges toward the man. He shifts, just before she reaches him, into a wolf.
He claws and growls and bites at Sammi, who doesn't seem ruffled in the slightest.
I jump in to action, ready to help my friend. In a few seconds, Sammi and I have him pinned to the ground.
"Where's Ashley?!" I spit.
He shifts back into human form before he chuckles. "You think I'd tell you?" He chuckles again.
I knock him out with my fist with a blow to the jaw.
"No, but it was worth asking, I guess."
I leave the werewolf after punching him hard one last time, needing to make sure he stays unconscious while Sammi and I look for Ashley.
"God, bitch, where'd you learn that? You sure you ain't got adrenaline pumpin' through ya, hidin' a broken thumb or somethin'? Did you take freaking kick boxing?"
"Let's just find Ashley."
• • •
We enter the musty cabin. It's not the same as the cabin where I took a bullet out of the female werewolf. In here, it's decked out in white furnishings and elaborated, color filled paintings.
There's a fire place and a coffee table, which holds candies; chocolate and peppermint, toffee and hard-candy.
If I hadn't caught Ashley's scent, I would have stayed and boggled over such a nice living space occupied by such a horrible person.
"Sammi, this way." I interrupt her from tracing her finger across an antique saxophone, the thousand dollar relic left out for decoration.
"What? Oh, yeah, yeah...sorry, I got...distracted."
"That's okay, just come on."
I lead her to a wooden stairwell, complete with a marble handrail.
We walk toward Ashley's scent, too strong to have only been here a day.
In the basement is a cellar, the explanation of the musty smell upstairs.
Inside the cellar is Ashley, tied to a poll, bruises all over her body, her lip swollen and red.
"Ashley!"
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