Page 29 of Our Little Monster
Before the bleeding monster could run, I shoved my stake through her chest, thrusting my body weight behind it to be sure it went straight through her breastbone.
The squelching sound of blood and cracked bone echoed through the room as her final breaths left her lips.
Suddenly, I was thrown across the room. No hands touched me, only the prickling sensation of magic. Whoever this vampire was, he was older and had already gained abilities with his age.
The older they were, the stronger they became.
Eventually, they developed powers. Telekinesis, mind reading, causing pain, the list went on.
My body screamed in agony as I slid across the sharp shards of glass, cutting through my clothes and embedding into my sensitive flesh.
I felt the warmth of blood leaking down my thigh and looked down when I finally skidded to a stop to see the biggest piece of glass deeply embedded in my leg. I cursed as I yanked it free and stumbled to my feet.
“You fucking bitch,” the man that had tossed me across the room cursed, his voice trembling in anger, but another emotion lay just under it.
A feeling I knew well. Sorrow.
I assumed the woman was his partner as he cradled her body against his.His love…
I honestly never thought about a Vampire’s life beyond hunting them for the damage they caused to mortals, to me. I wondered if she was someone he shared a sire bond with?
I had heard it connected you in deeper ways, but I didn't let the thought linger as I settled my mind back into the dark void it remained in. The killer inside me.
I looked for the fourth and fifth man briefly but came up empty; I assumed they ran. Fuck, if the Davorin brothers hadn’t sent word to any of their fellow Vampires, they certainly would. So much for staying on the down-low. I hadn’t had a single hunt in the last eight months where anyone was left alive.
But I couldn’t think about that now. I walked over to the one crying on the floor. Soft sobs left him as he held her unmoving body and rocked gently back and forth.
“Who initiated the attack eight months ago?” I asked, aiming my shotgun at his chest.
He sneered, “Go fuck yourself.”
I shot without warning, and it blasted him back from the woman’s dead body as he whimpered in pain.
“Wrong answer. Try again,” I said, and he spit blood my direction. I walked the few feet over to him and shoved a stake into both of his shoulders as he screamed. “There was a whole horde of vampires in those woods that day. It was planned; who was behind it?”
“All I’ll tell you is that you don’t stand a chance. He’ll kill every last one of you.” His voice trembled, and blood leaked from his mouth.
“Who?” I questioned, grabbing one of the stakes and twisting it deeper.
He roared with pain and determination as he grabbed the stake in his other shoulder, yanked it free from his own flesh, and shoved it into my side.
I moved to dodge the attack, but he still got me as I rolled away from him. The moment the stake pierced my skin, it felt like a searing hot poker had been thrust into me. Every nerve ending screamed in protest.
I grabbed my side, ripping it free, and pain washed over me in waves, thrumming through my body with the beat of my heart. Sweat beaded on my brow as my adrenaline spiked.
The Vampire tried to rip the other stake from his other shoulder, but he was weak, his moments slow after the exertion of trying to take me out.
I regained my footing, raising my gun just as he rose to his feet and flew at me with speeds faster than my eyes could keep up with. His magic prickled at my skin as he shot me across the building, but I blasted my shotgun before my feet came off the floor.
My body smacked against the brick wall, but I ignored the pain as I looked up. He was still standing, but half his head had been blasted off. Chunks of skin and brain matter splattered the floor as his body fell to its knees before thudding against the cold concrete.
I stumbled over to his limp body. It would probably take a few days, but he would heal from this unless I ended him with a stake through his heart.
I grabbed one of the wooden stakes strapped to my thigh and rammed it through his chest with a scream. One filled with all-consuming rage. I sat next to their bodies for too long, a numbness overtaking my mind and limbs.
Before the sun rose, I slowly stood. Blackness crowded my vision, but I pushed past it. I needed to make sure their bodies were in front of a window for when the morning came.
I grabbed the Vampire’s feet, dragging him in front of the large arched window before doing the same to his little girlfriend. At least they didn’t have to live without each other long. I lay them next to each other before I looked around for anything I could use for cleaning.
