Dead Fools [ FIRST DRAFT ]

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The First Grave Has Been Dug

Almon: The Drive

Almon had never truly liked the drives between the jobs.

They were filled with either silence, heavy arguments, or impatient conversation that neither he nor Judah could bear for very long. The relationship between the two men- well, man and barely legal boy- was still that of a rocky nature. Both blondes had an aptitude for serious discussion, and silence the remainder of the time. While the older male was more skilled with cultural intercourse and flirting with women, the scrawnier of the pair was awkward and often placed in situations that he only worsened, speaking socially.

Almon spared his companion, Judah, a glance as he drove. Judah had opted that he drive, seeing he had received less injuries of the two from the last hunt, or what they referred to as jobs in the public. See, the unusual duo were hunters, but not the run of the mill kind. They specialized in game that often sought their meals in the bipedal creatures, namely humans. The older of the two had been doing it since he could hold a gun properly, and the younger had only recently joined the trade five years prior.

Running a hand absently through his mop of blonde hair, Almon sighed softly. He was unsure, and was certain that Judah was as well, of what exactly the request they'd answered was truly about. It had been a cryptic message left in Judah's email, with a word usage that made it seem of the urgent kind of matter. There was only a name, an address, and a few choice words. It had been enough to excite both readers' interests and have them take off before Judah had even begun to heal.

The scenery flew by in swirls of green and brown as they approached the small town known as Endeavor. Why such a place had such a name was a mystery that didn't quite appeal to Almon, but it seemed to have such an enticing effect upon Judah. Prior to falling asleep, he'd speculated that there could be a meaning behind the name. A secret society had been the first guess, and the latter were all small time bits of sleep slurred shit. Almon would've gladly knocked Judah out cold if he continued to speak through his haze of sleep.

Almon regarded the road by which he took quietly. The trees appeared to encroach onto the cement, roots lifting the road in places and branches hanging low over the black river that he drove on. Clumps of dirt seemed to be all that was holding the foliage back from traversing on the road entirely. There were no signs of small animals, save the larger birds of prey that circled the skies.

Having taken his eyes off the road just for a moment, he felt something ram into the side of the car, jolting both driver and passenger from their respective dreams. Judah shot up in his seat, the action resulting in a pained expression crossing his face. Almon assumed some of his stitches had been pulled in the process, which he'd have to do again when they reached a place to rest. He slammed his foot on the brake, jerking both of them forward, before both parties exited the vehicle to see what had hit them.

The creature that they collided with, however, was nowhere in sight. 

It had left behind a size-able dent in the left side of the car, to which Judah seemed to exhibit the most emotion for. If anything, Almon was sure that the man cared more for his car than for the barely legal adult in his care. His visage was twisted in deep contempt, that matched the current crater in the car. The vehicle's engine didn't seem affected by the collision, the car still running and purring out its opinion of moving on.

"What the fuck hit my car!"

Judah was clearly ignoring the purring and the urgency by which they had to get moving. He hesitated several times as he gesticulated a wild number of phrases, mostly pertaining to brutally murdering whatever it was that had left such a massive dent in their ride. Almon stifled a few draws of laughter, casting his gaze down as Judah continued on with his display of emotion. Only a few moments later, he was met with a swat to the back of his head.