Darkness Rising

Surrender

I woke to the sound of an engine roaring and Bob Segar playing over the radio. I was laying down on what seemed to be a leather bench seat in the back of a car. I decided to stay down until I knew where I was and who I was with. I didn't dare move a muscle in fear of what might happen. I quickly scanned my surroundings. There were two men upfront. One was slightly larger than the other one. The smaller one was driving. He had shorter hair and from what I could tell from the back, a sharp jawline. The taller one had shaggy brown hair and when he turned I could see his pronounced cheekbones.

He looked back to where I was laying and I quickly closed my eyes as to not be noticed. I waited a few seconds before I dared to open them again. His eyes were still trained on me.

"Ah, she's awake!" Shaggy said. "It's about time."

I groaned and sat up, holding my head at the spot where it had hit the wall. I could feel a bump rising already and I had a major migraine. I looked down at the floor of the car to see my helmet and duffel bag. At least they thought to grab my stuff while kidnapping me. How thoughtful.

"Who are you and why am I in the back of your car?" I asked once my head had stopped spinning. I quickly ran a hand over my body checking for other injuries or evidence of anything more than just a kidnapping.

"What? No 'hello'?" The driver laughed and I felt his eyes trained on me. I did nothing except stare back at him through the rearview mirror. He shook his head and let out a small laugh. "Okay then, straight to the point I guess." He reached his right hand up to his mouth and ran it down his lips. A tic maybe?

"As for who we are, you'll find out soon enough." He said matter-of-factly. "And you're in my backseat because you were gonna get yourself killed walking around those demon-infested streets."

"D-demon? Whaddya mean demon?" I asked him, not quite sure I was truly awake. "And where are we?"

"Demon as in demon sweetheart. Spawns of Hell. Black eyes. Real nasty creatures." Driver said. "They usually stick to crossroads deals so I don't know why they were just roaming the street hunting people like that, it's unusual."

"I'm dreaming..." I whispered. "I'm still asleep, I never woke up, this is all a dream." I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the back of Shaggy's seat, not willing to believe all that had just happened.

"Nope, not even close." Driver said. "Here's the thing, I'll make it short... unless you wanna give the girl the 'talk' Sammy?"

The passenger, who I'm guessing to be Sammy, shook his head. "Nah, I'll leave this one to you, Dean."

I looked towards Dean. "What talk? What do you mean?"

"Well here's the thing," He started. "You ever heard stories about vampires, werewolves, maybe ghosts?" I went to nod but he cut me off. "Well, those ain't just some fairy-tale story your mom would tell you to keep you in your room at night. They're real. All of it. And we are the guys who kill those creatures."

I could feel my mouth hanging open so I rushed to close it before the guys noticed. "These guys are on some kind of drugs." I thought to myself. I looked back towards Sammy. "He's kidding, right?"

He chuckled as a small smile crept onto his face. Apparently he got this reaction a lot. "No, no sadly, he's not. It's all true." He turned to look into the backseat. "Sorry to burst your bubble though."

When he looked at me I took that moment to truly look at him for the first time. He was a very attractive man. He had dimples when he smiled and eyes that, depending on the way the light hit them, were either a deep green or an ocean blue. He reminded me of a Golden Retriever puppy. I noticed myself staring a bit longer than I should have and I quickly turned my head. He seemed to have noticed my prolonged look because I detected a hint of red blossoming from his cheeks as he turned his head to look at the road again.