The blind hunter

1.

      It was beautiful night. The clear skies shimmering with bright stars like a box of diamonds. The wind blowing, sweeping the dirt around and into the air. The night was perfect. But what ruined the night for the brown haired woman was the obnoxiously loud bar that sat right across from her motel room.

     She heard every holler and cheer. The slamming of shot glasses on tables. The loud chewing of the old bikers mouths. She could even hear and smell the sex that was going on behind the damn bar. But she sure as hell couldn't do anything about it.

     So she decided if you can't beat them join them and beat some on the way. With a light chuckle she got up grabbed her leather jacket, gun, sunglasses and white cane and walked out the toward the bar.

     Walking into the bar was like a smack to the face. The smell of alcohol, sweat and cheap hookers intensified by a million. The chewing, slamming, hollering were louder. But she paid no mind to it.

     She walked up to the bar and asked for a beer. While waiting she had just realized she was next to two hunters. She could smell the gunpowder behind their backs, iron in their boots and silver in their jackets. Something was off though. They seemed familiar something in their blood.

     They both watched her for second confused to say the least. While one of them were confused about the sunglasses. The other was looking at her intently. She looked familiar. Just as he was about to ask some man came up to her.

     "Hey there pretty lady how about I buy you a drink?" The man practically slurred. His beer belly was hanging off his belt pushing into her backside.

     "I'm good" the woman said as she picked up her beer nearly draining it before putting back down. She got up and made her way towards the exit. The man slowly stumbling behind her.

     The two men saw the interaction and quickly followed knowing nothing good could come out of this situation. They stepped outside on the damp concrete searching the parking lot for the couple. They spot the man just turning the corner to the side of the bar.

     They walked over there to see him grabbing the girls arm. Lust and furry ignited in his eyes.

     "Come on baby, I know you'll like my cock all up in your sweet tight ass baby. I can tell you like it rough."

     The boys didn't pay attention as they heard the familiar faint flutter of wings behind them. A man in a beige trench coat with blue eyes stood there watching the altercation. He spoke his voice monotone and emotionless.

     "Do not engage." The green eyed man looked back in bewilderment

     "Trust me just watch."

    "You have 5 seconds to get your nasty hands off me." The woman's voice came out cold and low. Daring him to test her patience. A shiver ran down the green eyed mans back making his hair stand on end.

     "Or what little bitch." The man chuckled.

     "5" The woman just could not wait four more seconds. She swiftly swung her right leg up and made it come in contact with the mans temple. He immediately dropped to the floor.

     She picked up her white cane, which she dropped in the commotion, and gave it a shake. A curved blade popped into place turning it into a scythe. The blade glistened in the moonlight as she dragged it over the mans crotch.

      "I should cut off your dick, but I'm not gonna waste my time when there's nothing there to begin with." She swung the other side of the cane at his head instantly knocking him unconscious. With another shake of her cane the blade disappeared.

     She stood and started walking straight back to the motel. She knew the the men were standing there she just decided to keep quiet. Just like she knew they were going to follow her to her motel. She could sense the curiosity and familiarity hanging in the air between them.

     She unlocked her door and stepped inside the warm motel room. She left the door open just for them. She kicked off her boots, tore her leather jacket off and folded her cane, putting it in her pocket. As she did all this she couldn't help but speak.

     "So are y'all just going to stand there or are y'all waiting for show cuz you're about to get one but not the one you're looking for".