Perfect Strangers: Secrets Revealed Part 4
Co-written with @WoodWorkersSon.
Axel: [I had just left The Keys for the fifth time this week. I was walking towards a safe spot to dematerialize to go home but stop a few blocks away to the sound of what could be possible fighting. Rushing over to where the sound was coming from. I stop on a dime and watch. I stood there stupidly for a moment as I watch her.
I stood there watching her as she fights with a lesser with the most absolute grace and beauty. Putting Paradise and Nova to shame. Who was this mysterious female? That is when I noticed two others of the enemy of our race were approaching her from behind. I didn’t think she could see the approaching danger and knowing if I yelled to warn her could also cause issues.
Quickly pulling out the Smith and Wesson that was tucked in the back of my waistband and firing towards her, knowing that I would miss her, taking out the closet of the two lessers that were approaching from behind her. I watch as she dispatches the other one. I need to see her up close but I could see that her eyes were wild. So, I move forward, slowly my hands raised so she can see that I am not a danger to her after tucking my gun back into my waistband and start walking forward to her.]
Eva: *I stab the tenured lesser with a head of white as he spasmed but could no longer get up and then I hear a gunshot that whips my head behind me as another lesser falls forward dead revealing a male a few feet away hand raised with a piece. I was grateful for the assistance but pissed that I hadn’t been aware of the presence of the lesser. I manage to throw the knife I just poofed a lesser into other of the pair.
The new male approaches and stabs the lesser he took out as I did the same to his companion. As the bright lights receded … I was able to get a look at the male. Jet black hair, thick and spiky, pale yellow eyes, tattoos ran up the side of his neck, piercings … everything about him screamed predator. I had to reconsider my gratitude from just moments before. Was he a friend or foe? But before I could really access the newcomer. The stench of lessers filled the air once more alerting us to new arrivals.
Axel: [Her deep blue eyes scanned my body, I don’t mind that she is looking either. She was fucking stunning. I could imagine what I could do with all those curves she had. And the asshole that I am, I had to ask.] Like what you are looking at?
[I inhale deeply but as I do, my head whips around at the incoming smell of more lessers. I brace myself, ready for a fight, I look over my shoulder at the female. Then I swivel back to the enemy, as I do reach into my back pocket grabbing my cell sending a 911 alert to the Brothers. I quickly re-pocket the cell and take back out my weapon from my waistband just as the first of many lessers are on top of us.
I fire until the clip is empty and when that is empty I launch myself at the other one. Fighting hand to hand with the paled enemy. The same adrenaline high that I have in The Keys, I am having now. Fighting a newly minted lesser brings me such a rush. I somehow manage to get behind the lesser and start to choke him out as I bring my knee to the small of his back I feel the pop of his spine come defused in place and his legs give out quickly. And I let him drop to the ground using the heel of my shoe to kick his head one direction as the second enemy jump on to me.]
Eva: *I pull the 9 millimeter from my holster from underneath one of my arms and placed a neat little hole between the eyes of one of the new incomers as the male engages the enemy.
I grabbed the dagger from the ground where I stabbed the previous lesser. I struck another new recruit lesser as he came around the corner. I pulled it out when he stumbled against the wall, knocking the gun from his hand. I grabbed a 45 off a fallen lesser. I watched the male from the corner of my eye as we fought against them.
Eventually, we ended up back to back fight them off one by one. The smell of the sickly sweet scent of the lessers filled the alley as they fell barely moving as we continue to fight. I plug another one in the shoulder just as he was about to strike the newcomer with a crowbar. As he falls back, I hit him with another in the chest taking him down permanently.
There were fallen lessers surround us as the last one fell. I lean against the closest wall to catch my breath as we examined the fallen, more than a handful surrounding us and if, on cue, we simultaneously began to go through their pockets for wallets and phones. I pulled small a few handfuls of small baggies filled with white powder of H with a symbol of the Old Language, but also some unusual black powder. Black? What the fuck?
Axel: [I flip the lesser over my side grabbing his throat hard and squeezing tight until I feel his trachea collapses under my fingers. The lesser is wheezing uncontrollably. I reach down to grab the gun he dropped as I flipped him over me. I pick up the gun and fired once into his forehead. Adrenaline is coursing through my body. I pick off a new lesser whose hair hadn’t yet faded into the telltale white. I snap his neck easily and start going around his pockets, nothing but a small bag with some black residue. I hope this wasn’t dried up blood.
After pocketing some more ammo, I turn around to make sure the female was okay. She stood there looking at something in her hands before tucking into the back pocket of her pants. Fuck, I was staring at her ass. I didn’t want to get caught so I turn around going to the lessers that I had killed disarming them. It was just a matter of time before more came. I could just feel it as well as smell it. I hoped that the Brothers had gotten my 911 call and were going to be coming soon.] So, do you have a name? [I ask the dark-haired female. Hoping that she give me anything to her identity.]
Eva: *I managed to pocket both baggies into my back pocket to investigate later, I wasn’t sure if I was going to tell him my name but luckily another lesser came around the corner with a bunch of his buddies. I picked up a dropped gun and I manage to hit the lesser in the chest and as he dropped forwarded onto his knees in disbelief and I could see another set of males appeared at the end of the alley behind him. Large males that emanated power which could only mean the Brotherhood had arrived. I could not get caught, just in case, the family resemblance was too close and for more reasons than I can name I needed to stay away from the King and his personal guard.
I dematerialized back to the rooftop to observe and make sure the good guys prevailed. There was a lesser about to strike one of the Brothers with some kind of bat so I took a moment and aim my shot right through his forehead dropping him. When the lesser fell and it looked like the Brothers would prevail, I immediately dematerialized and sent my particles back to my hotel not knowing if the male would try to detect me again. I knew it was futile to think he would not mention me to the Brothers. Not many females in this kind of work. Though I did overhear rumors that the King allowed females into the training program. Very progressive of him.*
Axel: [She didn’t answer me, but she wasn’t given time before more lessers arrived. I barely get a shot fired before I notice that the Brothers were there and I am pretty much made useless. So, I turn to see if I could help the female, but she is nowhere to be found. Where did she go? I spin around trying to look for her. Fuck, I didn’t get her name or nothing. I was totally intrigued by her.
A dead lesser went flying back turning to see the Brother, John Matthew. Yelling at him as my head scanned that alley looking for her] “Did you see her?” [He signs back, ‘what?’ Then there was a heavy hand of one of the Brothers landed hard on my shoulder. Turning around and seeing the Primale, Phury. He stood there, his multi-colored mane whipping in all directions as he was demanding why I was out fighting by myself without permission.
Something deep down told me not to say anything more about the mysterious fighting female. I would take this punishment whatever they threw at me. But one thing was for sure I needed to find the mysterious female. I needed to know who she was.]
Eva: *I reappeared on the hotel balcony and entered the suite. I strip off my remaining weapons to clean later as I sit down at the computer to log in. I checked for any messages from the client and he informed me that the target has usual tastes that lean toward the sadistic. He found out recently that he is a member of a place called #TheKeys. After a quick google search … I come up empty. Interesting. It must be very private or members only. Hmmmm. I can follow him one night so he could lead me there and then control the minds of their security … that is if they’re human. I guess I’ll just have to wait and see.
I thought about the close call in the alley earlier and wondered if the guy that helped me out was perhaps part of the Brotherhood or maybe a trainee? I had heard the rumors that the Brotherhood was taking on new recruits. A good thing too as those lessers packed a punch even being new recruits.
The rumor was that the Brotherhood was down to just a handful of Brothers. Though another juicy tidbit I gleaned off some regulars at the bar was that the Band of Bastards had traveled over from the Old Country and joined their ranks. It made me regard the rescuer in a different light. Regardless … he was someone I had to stay away from.
I pulled the packets I grabbed from my back pocket to examine them. The white powder was familiar enough to be either H or some equivalent. But what was curious was the symbol in the Old Language meaning it was a vampire behind the stuff. But the other packet? It was an unusual black powder that almost felt ominous when I opened it. Very strange.
I had a shift at the #IronMask tomorrow night so my plans to find about my target and this place #TheKeys will have to wait until this weekend. In the meantime, I could ask around about these packets and see whose been dealing with lessers. I may not be working for the Brotherhood and avoiding them at all costs … but this definitely needed some attention from the King. The enemy of my enemy is my friend.*
