A Wolves Cry

ch.33 Where Is She?

Elijah watches Hunter, "Why did you do that?" He asks slowly dropping to one knee. "Because there are three humans here, and I'm not trying to take care of the bodies tonight." She says out of breath. Elijah starts to laugh, "I never in our six hundred years together, would I have ever thought you would care for humans." She wipes his lips with rage. She's already started to heal when Vincent comes over with gose. "Save it." she says moving the cup under her wrist.

"What, look at all this blood." he trys to cover it. Elijah in front of her, on one knee, takes the tawal from her. And after wiping where the cut and holes whare, "See no need." He looks at Vincent. "Yes, it will take longer but I still heal." she says shanking. Lake of blood makes it hard to heal. "It's better if only one of us is fighting the hunger." she said I would rather the stronger of the two of us be able to think clearly. Trying to keep eye contact, but she can't seem to keep her eyes open. The hair on her arms and neck stand on end with a chill up her spine to just barely keep her awake.

She starts to drift out when she hears something, she looks at Elijah. "Somethings wrong." she can barley get out. She trys to focus in on it but she's to weak to drowned every other sounds out. She hears movement high up, click, click, the sound of dragging fallows. Then she knows what it is, her eye's shoot open, and she looks out the window and at the only other building. "Snipper!" she calls out and jumps in front of the red light on Vincent's chest. As a shot rings out, suddenly she can't breath.

Vincent's eyes turn copper, the three humans drop to the ground. Vincents holds his arms up to catch her, but she doesn't fall. Elijah quickly states, "No one move!" Hunter's eye's turn red. "Hunter, the shooter." he says to get her attention off of them. And she's gone, "Where is she?" Vincent asks.