Page 25 of Our Little Monster
I put on my lacey bra and panties before slipping on my normal black tank top and jeans. I laced up my biker boots before throwing on my leather jacket to fight against the chill of riding my motorcycle in the fall. Then I brushed my teeth and braided my hair, leaving some loose strands to frame my face.
I made sure my gun was loaded and that my stakes were all in their proper places on my body, some visible, some not, before I left the motel.
I straddled my motorcycle before I turned the key and let the engine roar to life. I left what little belongings I had in my motel room rather than having them slow me down on the back of the bike.
I would be back before sunrise,hopefully.
Being a hunter, you never really knew when your last day was.
I kicked up my bike stand and took off out of the parking lot.
I couldn’t deny that even in the dark the manor was a beautiful home layered with so many delicate details. I had to give it to them, whoever the Davorin brothers were, at least they had taste.
For a brief moment, I thought about burning it to the ground, hoping to take at least one of them down with the flames, but then I couldn’t be sure I'd get any answers.
Besides, after I killed them, I wouldn’t mind having a new stakeout location as nice as this.
I had left my bike in some bushes down the road, but with their hearing and after the warning that was left on my mirror, I wasn’t sure if they were expecting me or not, so I didn’t plan on wasting any time.
I yanked out two of my stakes and held them firmly as I crept up to the house, onto the porch, and opened the screen door before next pushing in the front door.
It was silent and dark, but even in the shadows I could see the layout of the room. There was a large grand staircase to my left and an open living area to my right.
I decided I’d sweep the lower half before moving upstairs.
I made it exactly three steps into the living room when the fireplace burst to life with flames and a man appeared in one of the two chairs that were in front of the fireplace.
I knew he hadn’t been there only moments ago. He had short, curled dirty blond hair, and the flames flickered in his blue-green eyes as he looked over me. Assessing me, giving me a sidelong look as he sipped his glass of amber liquid and then pursed his lips into an almost grin.
“You’re a brave little monster, aren't you?” He spoke with an accent that made my skin pebble with goosebumps, but I didn’t move, didn’t breathe.
“Some call me brave, others might think I’m stupid,” I said, waiting for him to move first, but he didn’t. Instead, he kept talking.
“I have a proposition for you,Serina Velika.” He stretched out the syllables of my name as if they tasted sweet on his tongue.
“I don’t make deals with monsters,” I spat, lifting my stakes into position. I took one step and in a flash, he was standing before me, my stake inches from his neck. His breath skated across my skin. And in his place in the chairs were the other two Vampires, whom I presumed were the brothers I had heard about.
I couldn’t see what they looked like now that he had taken over my space.
“Monster? I believe you should look in the mirror,love,because from what I’ve heard about you, you have just spent the last week traveling across the States leaving a bloody trail behind you of every Werewolf, Demon, and Vampire you came across.”
“Killing monsters doesn’t make me one,” I growled.
“Hmm,” he contemplated. “It takes a monster to kill a monster.” He began circling me before he changed the subject. “Would one kill a snake for eating a mouse? Or a lion for eating a giselle? We are simply creatures of the food chain; it isn’t our fault humans just happen to be at the bottom.”
I paused, not moving. All of their eyes were on me now, but I couldn’t watch all of them at once no matter how hard I tried to.
The Vampire tsked, “Settle down, Serina, you’ll be happy to know that mybrothersand I haven’t killed any mortals.”
“Why are you telling me this? Why does this matter?” I asked.
“It matters because I’m sure all the monsters you killed on the way here were tormenting the lives of humans around them, and for our little deal to work, I want you to know that we aren’t like the others.”
He said this as if the deal was already written in stone. Too bad for him, my conscience wasn’t thinking about second chances.
“Like I said before… I don’t make deals with monsters,” I sneered, not thinking about the possible innocents I had killed as well.
I swung my arm back, but he blocked and shifted away in a flash. My eyes volleyed between him and the other two males in the chairs. They never moved, letting it be a fair fight against me and him.
