Stalked By The Game

Chapter 9 - Wounds

I'm so sorry it's been so long between updates.

RL kind of kicked me up the butt & then I spent 3 weeks unable to get online for extended amounts of time. But I now have a couple of weeks off so I plan on spending plenty of time relaxing & doing what I want to which includes a bit of writing :)

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::MICK::

Alex had been right. It was easy to pick out which place Benny had set up shop in, good old predictable idiot he was. You could always count on him to never change his habits so I didn’t see much of a future for the stupid bastard.

               Most of the houses in the street were run down, in need of a good paint job but it was clear that someone lived there when I glanced at most of them from the tended gardens or the kids toys sprawled across the dry lawns. There was only one that looked like it was a shack in a jungle so it wasn’t exactly hard to figure that’s when he was hiding out.

               I stuck to the shadows which were forming with the onset of night but it soon became clear that it didn’t matter how I approached from the voices I could hear, three of them in fact. There was Benny’s whiny little voice followed by the high pitched and angry shrieks of his girlfriend. The third voice was one I knew all too well by now, filled with sarcasm in anger with a hint of something else in it. If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear that extra something was fear.

I waited seeing I sure as hell wasn’t going to charge in without further information. I might have wanted to deck the silly bastard for many things, including being stupid enough to follow Vincent’s orders without question but I was no knight in shining armor. Anyway, what did she need me to protect her for? I honestly didn’t think Benny was that much of a threat, to vampire, hunter or even a damn human.

               That’s when I smelt it. Someone was bleeding. No, two people inside were and as I paid closer attention to the scent on the wind, I felt my stomach tighten. One was vampire, I could tell from the stuffy feeling of death that rolled off my tongue but there was no doubt in my mind that the other person was Nicholls. I had physically tasted her blood and there was no mistaking it in the air.

               There went my idea that Benny was no threat. Obviously, there was more to the equation than I thought. Honestly, it never crossed my mind that the asshole would even get close enough to her to draw blood but clearly something had gone down that wasn’t expected. Just what, I’d find that out later.

In the silence that filled the air, I heard the sound of a gun being cocked, followed by Georgia’s loud, bitchy voice. As soon as that faded, there was another sound that I was more than familiar with. The mechanical click of metal on metal as someone pulled the trigger on a gun.

There was no more time for thinking and I had less than a split second to decide what I was going to do. I could stay where I was, let them shoot each other, hopefully and stroll home free. The only problem with that was it didn’t change the fact that whoever was hunting Nicholls was still after me and I had given my word. She was safe until this was all done with and even though I doubt she expected that promise to cover idiotic moves by Benny, my word meant something to me, regardless.

I shot through the door as soon as that click resounded in my head. There was no time to get to Benny and Georgia but I got to her just in time, turning my back to the other vampires to take the impact of the bullet in the shoulder. If she was surprised, it didn’t show as she instinctively reached around my body, immediately firing back and managing to get off one good shot.