The Sickness
By: Sammi Kerr
This story has been at the edge of my brain slowly begging to come out. None of the character are mine to own this story is just for entertainment purposes only. I Hope you enjoy I'm sorry for the mistakes I have never been really good at taking my thoughts into words so bear with me and remember reviews make me write faster. XOXOXOXO
"Alright Bo this is it, All you have to do is press this needle against my skin and hit the button the needle will inject me with the serum making me human once again"
"Are you sure you want me to do this?" Bo asked as I placed the syringe into her hand.
"Bo I Wouldn't Trust anyone else to do this It's going to be ok I promise" I watched as she nodded her head in resolve gripping the syringe and pushing it against my skin. The prick was expected, The sudden wave of vertigo that hit me was not. I hear Bo calling for me somewhere. Once the dark faded I come face to face with a very concerned succubus. I give her a small smile
" You did a fine job Bo, It's ok, My body is just getting used to being human again it's a total different makeup to what its been used to the past few weeks, What do you say lets go get some beer and food to celebrate me being human again." I can see her fighting internally for a moment before grabbing my hand and smiling.
"Ok but you're buying I'm broke" I laugh as I push the door open and stop suddenly as facing us are six silent figures dressed in all black. In plain masked nothing showing but the eyes.
"Sorry boys the nerd convention is down the road" Bo steps in front of me arms crossed casually. They didn't say a word as they attacked. Bo smirked meeting the first of the group with the intensity that is Bo. I step back knowing I cant really be of help just stay out of the way so Bo doesn't get distracted. She easily dispatched four and was in a heated battle with a fifth one when I see the last one silently slip behind her I'm not even thinking and my legs are taking me over towards the fray.
Somewhere out of sight
The only thing you could see was the point of a crossbow barely moving you would think the figure holding it wasn't even breathing. There was a moment of complete silence and a twang the target sprawling face first on the ground. The ghost took a moment to admire the shot and then it was gone like a whisper in the wind no sign of being there to begin with.
O.K I hope you enjoyed this first chapter let me know if I should continue.