Huntress

Chapter 2

Thud! I take out my silver coated dagger from the werewolf's heart. " 65" I mutter wiping off her blood using her shirt. A pained howl rips through the air and I roll my eyes. Mates, so pathetic. You don't need anyone to make you whole, all you need is yourself. I take out my knife and climb a nearby tree waiting for the poor shmuck.  A brown wolf comes running through and shifts back into his human form. I stay silent waiting to see if he brought friends with him. When nobody shows I quietly jump from the tree and land behind him.

"Why. What did my Megan ever do to you?" he shouts turning to me, his eyes showing all the pain.

"She was just another job" I say nonchalantly,  shrugging. He lunges and I sink the blade straight into his heart. He goes limp and I take out the knife, wipe it off, put it in my boot and shift into my black panther "66".

"BORED!" Brynne yells.

"Then what should we do?" I ask trying to restrain myself  from pushing her off the couch.

"Watch Supernatural! " she yells excitedly. I roll my eyes and push her off the couch while going up and turning on the tv show. "Excuse you!" She says getting up and sitting comfortably.

"We have a job to do later today. At Kate's club. Two vamps." I say settling into the couch.

"Great! More Vamp targets!" she says sarcastically.  I shake my head and collapse onto the couch lazily.

Hours later and we're dressed for the club. We hop in the jeep and I drive us the hour and thirty minutes it takes us to get to this club. When we get there Kate herself is waiting out for us, impatiently tapping her foot as she inspects her newly manicured nails. Once we get to Kate she motions for us to follow her as she leads us through the club. The bodies around us seem to move as if entranced by something. Once we get to her "office" she closes the door and locks it.

"Alright Katie watcha got for us?" Brynne asks, although we already know who we're looking for.

"Those two by the bar. Although it doesn't look like it, my business has been slow because of those two. They are terrorizing my customers." She sits back in her chair and takes a sip of this terrible smelling green liquid. "But I do have to ask. Where are your weapons?"

Brynne and I turn to each other and smirk.

"Oh don't you worry about that."

We move around to the other side of the bar and order us some drinks. Yes, this is 100% professional. After a couple drinks the vampires turn to look at us, wink, and wave at the same time. Unless you're twins, don't be THAT synchronized. They push off the bar and start walking towards us. Perfect. Both of them have a snake's head peeping out of their collars.

"Awww~ maybe it's some friendship thing." I quickly cover my mouth as I realize I didn't say that in my head like I meant to. Brynne giggles and the men smile at us.

"Sure, hun. Think of it like a friendship thing." The one on the right takes my hand and the one on the left takes Brynne's.

"Why don't you come with me." His eyes turn bright red. If only mind games worked. I let it look as if I'm unfocused and nod my head. He smirks and we part ways with Brynne going to a back room. Time to party. He leads me through the mass of people and I get elbowed a few times. The "secret" area of the club is just as luxurious as the front and, surprisingly, very few of the rooms are occupied. Once inside the room the Vamp closes and locks the door behind him. He tries to make the lock make as little noise as possible although I would've been aware anyway because I'm facing him. He stalks toward me as if he's already won. Well swiggity swooty I'm comin' for dat booty. He wraps one hand around the back of my neck and leans in close, sniffing my neck. I act quickly and pull my dagger out but before I can plunge it into his heart he grabs my hand. He lifts me up and throws me back against the wall. Okay I'll admit that shit hurt.

"Now that wasn't very nice, Doll." He hisses before he lungs at me.

I roll out of the way and stand up, turning to face him quickly. He turns to face me after he gracefully smacks into the wall.

"Bitch!" He hisses again and all I can think about is how much he sounds like a kettle with hot water ready for your hot chocolate, because tea is nasty. I pull out another dagger from my boot and hold it so the blade is facing out and the blunt end is parallel to my forearm. He lunges again and I manage to slice a large gash along his cheek. He stumbles backwards and smoke rises from his wound but he isn't bleeding normally. Black and white blood fall from the wound. He snarls at me picks up the nightstand next to the bed. That bitch better not. I roll to the left and manage to avoid the object but as I do I not only hear the splintering of wood but the shattering of glass as well. When I get up the vampire is gone and there is a loud banging on the door.

"Erys!" The door slams open and Brynne walks in. A small cut that's already healing is on her upper arm. "Fucker got away and I swear to god his tattoo moved."

"Mine got away too and bleeds white and black blood." We walk into the hallway and see Kate storming towards us.

"Ah fuck." We both say in unison. This'll be just great.