Phantom looked at his lover as they went up the stairs to the hatch at the top of their old home. He wasn't stupid. This was driving her crazy too and she wanted revenge.
Of course, he could sympathize with that sentiment and so resolved to just get this over with. They were both tired already and in need of rest, in need of peace.
Two pairs off feet ran across the rain covered roof tops. Water poured from the sky and wet Phantom's skin while Fire's fur plastered itself to her form. They both laughed as they made their way toward their first target.
Their crows showed them where he was. He'd just exited a pawn shop that was located a few blocks away and was warming his hands by a fire that was roaring inside a trash can.
The werewolf smirked as she let out a chilling, echoing laugh out into the alley. Phantom chuckled at her theatrical streak before looking at the scum that had killed them. Anger flared in his glowing green eyes as he stared at the dark skinned man. Skulker whipped around, dark green eyes darting around the area. He slowly reached for one of the knives at his belt cautiously, waiting for whoever it was to come out.
"Who has the balls to think they can laugh at Skulker?!" He proclaimed loudly when all was silent after the chilling laugh, voice echoing throughout the empty street.
Fire snorted and landed in a crouch a few feet away from him and the flaming trash can.
A smirk played on her lips as she bared her teeth to grin at him and stood up, "I don't have balls and I know that you don't, but my dear partner does."
Phantom landed next to her with a wicked smirk on his face, his eyes lighting up the alley way with an eerie glow.
"Remember us murderer?" He growled at Skulker, his smirk not fading in the slightest.
Skulker's eyes narrowed. He felt he knew them from somewhere but he couldn't put his finger on where. 'They smell like death,' he thought, scrunching his nose in slight disgust.
"Why do you feel the need to challenge the world greatest bounty hunter?" he said, carefully pulling out a knife and hiding it out of site.
Fire growled and pounced on him, slamming his back painfully on the concrete. Phantom calmly walked up to them, not seeming bothered by Fire's actions, and knelt down by his head while saliva dripped from the full werewolf's jaws as she snarled
"You might want to think really hard." Phantom hissed. "I'm gonna tell you a story." The wind got knocked out of the partial werewolf and his senses were assaulted by the odor of graveyard dirt.
He coughed harshly as he tried to get his breath back, "Does this story have anything to do with why you smell like corpses?" He croaked.
Fire looked at him in fake shock, "So you can use your senses!"
She grinned and pressed her claws to his throat, "As impressive as I think that is you better listen, mutt."
Phantom glared at him vehemently, "A werewolf, a vampire, and a part ghost were all in love with one another-"
Skulker scoffed, cutting him off. "I've heard that tale so many times! I'm a bounty hunter, I hunt anything my boss tells me and I get paid handsomely. You might want to-"
Fire pressed her claws into his throat more firmly as she hushed him, scratching a blood red line down his neck, "You might want to shut up. If you hadn't noticed my patience for you is very thin."
Phantom scowled and flashed his eyes in warning, "Oh, I'm sure you'll remember. They were the owners of the Ghost Zone cafe. Heard of it?" He asked with a sharp glare that said the knife thrower had better not lie. If he did neither of them could be held responsible for what they would do to him.
Skulker's eyes widened in disbelief as the pieces of the puzzle clicked together in his mind, "The Ghost Zone cafe? But I was sure that you-"
"Died?" Fire interrupted with a sadistic grin. "Have you figured out why we smell like death and graveyard dirt yet bounty hunter?" She spat the title like it was poison in her mouth.
Phantom chuckled darkly and grabbed a knife from Skulker's belt, "You're gonna tell us what we wanna know." Skulker gritted his teeth and pushed the full werewolf off his chest. He back flipped, landing in a crouch as three knives appeared in his fingers.
"I have nothing to say to grave walkers!" He smirked, "This simply means that I have finally found prey worth hunting." Phantom gritted his teeth in anger as his hand clenched around the knife in his hand.
Fire flipped herself around so she landed in a crouch, her nails scraping the pavement, "How about I show you what a real werewolf looks like?" She snarled only to be stopped by Phantom.
"Don't. We can do this together." he said, holding out the knife to her with a smirk on his lips.
Fire grinned and took it from him, twirling it with her fingers, "Oh, I'm gonna enjoy this."
Skulker laughed, "You think you can kill me? Skulker, the Worlds Greatest Bounty Hunter?!"
He threw all three knifes, "I shall have your heads mounted before the night is over!" They cringed in disgust at that statement, but quickly shook it off. Phantom narrowed his eyes as he caught two knives. Fire didn't bother to catch the third and let it plunge into her heart. The girl looked at it with a bored expression on her face before yanking it out, twirling the sharp blood stained metal between her fingers.
"My turn." she said with a grin. Fire threw a knife at him and it went straight into his left shoulder.
"Ahhhhhh!" Skulker yelled, clutching his shoulder in pain. He then growled, pulling the blood covered knife out and throwing it aside. He pulled out the machine gun he'd been carrying in a holster hidden inside his boot and started emptying the clip into his attackers. With every bullet they jerked back, but barely even winced as the metal entered and exited their bodies.
When the clip was empty, he grinned victoriously before his eyes widened in shock, "What?!"
There they stood, bullet holes riddling their leather shirts and pants, but they were still standing.
Fire rolled her shoulders, "Ow." she said dryly.
Phantom cracked his knuckles and quoted Fire when he said, "This is gonna be fun." Skulker snarled, exposing sharper than normal teeth as he tore off his leather trench coat and threw it away. He reached around and pulled to swords off his back.
The steel gleamed menacingly as he foolishly charged at them screaming, "DIEEEE!!!"
They stepped forward, getting into defensive stances as Phantom smirked at him, "No." Fire growled and charged at him on all fours like the wolf she was, tackling his mid section as Phantom grabbed the swords and drove them through the mutt's forearms, phasing them through the concrete as well. Skulker hit the ground hard. The bounty hunter screamed in agony, blood pouring out of the wounds in his arms as he began to struggle, sharp pain going up and down his bleeding limbs. He felt the sharp claws at his throat again and froze, for the first time in his life, he felt true terror as he looked into the wine colored eyes that belonged to the werewolf and the toxic green of the partial ghost.
Phantom smelled the fear radiating off of him and reveled in it, his nerves charging with energy, "Do you want to talk now?" he asked with a grin. Fire chuckled, finding their captive's expression funny, as she took the knives from Phantom and put one over Skulker's right lunge, the sharp tip pricking at his skin through his black shirt.
Skulker stared them, wide eyed before finally caving, "I don't know much, I was only assigned to kill or relocate you if you didn't have the money. The Vampire was the one who started the fight and the others took it to far."
Phantom grit his teeth, but reined in his anger. Too far my ass! They killed us and raped Danny! Green energy sparked slightly in his hands and Fire sent him a warning glance.
His lover purred as she pressed the blade into Skulker's skin, scraping his ribs as it seemed to try to find a way through the bone, "We wanna know where you took our vampire's necklace. I think you remember the werewolf hair string with that silver and onyx locket."
Skulker tensed with a wince as the cold metal entered his body but tried not to move, "I brought it to the pawn shop down the street run by Amorpho. Didn't get much for it though." He said begrudgingly.
Fire, in a fit of rage, plunged the knife into his chest, "Thanks for the information." she growled through gritted teeth.
Phantom snatched the other knife from her and stabbed his stomach four times, "I hope it was worth it." he hissed. Fire snorted in amusement, knowing exactly why he stabbed the man for times before getting up and kicking the quickly dying man in the face.
"Let's go pay Amorpho a visit shall we?" Fire said with a smile. Phantom snorted and started walking down the street. His lover shrugged at his reaction before grabbing Skulker's coat of the ground and following after him.
AN. I hope you enjoyed this chapter because I really love writing this story. I'm sorry it took so long to update though. That's a wrap!