Innocent
Chapter 4
Okay, So about….2 Minutes ago I was reading a review from Kyle799, Who said my only real problems where how long it was taking me to update and the lack of Description of Hannah. So…Yeah. Thanks for Review it, I would Respond to all of your, but frankly, I am lazy, but the one from Kyle799 was so long and Detailed, I feel I must actually respond to it,
Kyle.
I am glad that you see that life comes first and I'm not going to go into on how I'm Graduating High school this year, or how low my Grads are, or that my Boyfriend is really Busy and it's hard to find time to spend time with him, so In short I'm just going to say, I have other things on my Plate.
As to what you said about the Survivors trusting Hannah so quickly… I can see your Point, but to be honest, I just wanted to move the plot along. But when you said "if it was me, I wouldn't let a hunter in a saferoom even if it saved us, and ordered me pizza" I lold for a good minute.
And as for Describing Hannah, I thought I was doing okay in that department…oh well, I'll do more in this Chapter!
Thank you for Review and I'm glad you enjoy this so much!
IcyEmo15, Terra
"TANK!" Shouted Nick and I quickly whipped around, to see the large man with no jaw running towards us, roaring. I growl in return and start running at it on all fours, claws scratching at the soft dirt underneath me.
Earlier in the day, when we had left the room that the group was calling a 'safe house' we left the swarm and headed into an area that seamed familiar to me, it was filled with buildings, most of which where broken, and cars, most of which where smashed and had smoke coming from them, reminding me of the tongue male. I hadn't seen him much, but I knew he and his brothers where around… I found that out first hand. All was going quietly, not running into any others of my kind. Maybe one or two, but not enough to do any harm to us. That was until the ground started to shake beneath us and Nick called out Tank. I do not like Tanks… they are too loud and big. Nothing like my brothers. We're small and mostly silent, so that our prey don't know we're coming, That's the proper way to hunt.
Snarling, I jump and start ripping at the Tanks neck, tearing away skin, and biting at what I could. He was growling and trying to fight me off, but I keep moving around his head, ripping as I went. I smirk a little on the inside, hoping that Ellis was proud of my fighting, of me, but soon, things went bad. He caught my leg and jerking me back, I shriek in anger and tried to scratch his hand, but he threw me away too fast. I cry out as my side crashed into the side of a large metal car, setting off it's alarm. The sounds of the pain sticks, the survivors screaming and the shouts and growls of my kind where all I could hear, as I was left aside, because clearly they thought I was one of them, but I'm not really…I might have the same infection they have, but I don't want to hurt the survivors… I want to protect them, I want to learn from them, be one of them.
I can feel a hand coming down towards me and out of instinct, I shriek and swipe at it, digging my claws into flesh and feeling the blood fly everywhere. A man cry's out and backs away, and all too soon, I realise that the person I attacked wasn't one of my kind, it was coach…he had come to help me up. I could almost feel the lead weight drop in my stomach, I had hurt him. The first words he had ever said to me came rushing back. "Calm down young 'un. We aint gonna hurt ya if you don't hurt us."
"God Dammit!" Shouted Coach as he wrapped his large hands around the wound, trying to stop the blood from flowing.
"no." I whimper, looking around in fear. "no…" Ro had rushed over to Coaches side to help him wrap the wound, Ellis was trying to calm him down and Nick looked absolutely livid.
"I told you." He said loudly getting the groups attention. "I told you it was trouble."
"Nick-man," Ellis said softly. "It was an accident…she didn't mean to."
"She still did." Nick said, aiming his Pain stick at me and I whimper, lowering my self to the ground, trying to make myself smaller, less of a threat.
"Nick! Whoa! Put the gun away!" Ellis said, running in front of me, blocking me from the angry mans view. "It was one time, And like we 'aven't acci-dently shot each other from time to time."
"That's Different." Nick growled.
"How?" Ellis challenged and I could feel my chest flutter, he was sticking up for me…he was protecting me. "How is that any different?"
"None of us are monsters." Monsters…. something I remember…I remember monsters…I never wanted to be a monster. Unable to stand it any more, I took off, running half way down the street before leaping onto a large metal tree that climbed up a building and jumping up and up, till I was on the buildings top, safe from the pain sticks, safe from Nick. I crawl over to a large box like structure and press my back to it. Feeling an odd feeling come over me, I pull my knees closer to me and wrap my arms around them, only to get an eye full of my claws, still stained with coach's blood. I start to act like the sad sister and pull my legs closer, trying to feel something that I can't really remember.
I just couldn't believe Nick, I mean, how could he not un'erstand? Hannah was scared, she was backed into a corner, in pain, prolly confused and Coach came at her too quickly. It wasn't her fault, Anyone else would-a done the same.
"Nice Nick, scare her away." I grumble sarcastically before starting off down the street
"Where are you going?" He asked, placing the gun back in the waist band of pants.
"To go find her." I said, not turning around.
"Your walking to your death, hick."
"At least I'm doing the right thing." Jumping up, I barley was able to grasp the metal bar of the fire escape ladder, that Hannah used to get away from the angry con-man. Stumbling for a bit, I pull myself up and start up the ladder, Coach and Rochelle standing at the bottom, looking up.
"Be careful sweetie." Rochelle called up and I smile down at her.
"I'll be fine, Ro-girl."
"Tell her, I aint angry. But is she does it again, she's sleepin' outside." Coach said, his left arm wrapped with stark white bandages.
"Yes sir." I said saluting before returnin' on my mission to get Hannah back.
Getting to the roof, I look around and the sound of soft sobbing made me flinch, instantly thinking it was a Witch, but…no…it was Hannah. She was sitting with her back to the roof access door and I slowly approach her.
Her long light brown hair was falling out of the thick braid that Ro-girl put it last night and falling into her deathly grey face. Knee's pulled to her chest, only made her boobies look bigger, so I don't look no more, can't be caught staring that her hooters… then I see her claws, Covered in both the Tanks and Coach's blood. Long slim hand with sharp black tips, claws, where holdin' her knees in place as she cried softly, thick tears streaming down her unaltered face, her mouth open and I could see that once again her sharp teeth where covered in blood, only I knew it was the Tanks, so I wasn't worried. Her large hazy blue eyes where staring at her bare feet, which where also clawed like her hands.
"Hannah.." I said softly and she jumped, but thankfully didn't attack me. "Han, I aint gonna hurt chu' girl." She sniffled cutely and whipped her nose of the back of her thin wrist.
"Ellis." She whimpered.
"That's me girl."
"Sorry."
"What for? Didn't do nothing wrong."
"Hurt Coach…wasn't g-going to hurt me, if I d-didn't hurt t-them." She whispered. "I hurt him."
"We all know it was an acci-dent." I said, dropping down so I was sitting on my heels, knees spread for balance. "He told me he aint angry at'cha. But if you do it again you was gonna have to sleep outside."
Hannah's shoulders trembled a little and she still looked frightened so I did what my momma did to me when I was frightened. I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around her back, pulling her forward to my chest, resting my chin on top of her head, the smell of the sweet mango shampoo Rochelle helped her use last night filling my nose and I hum happily. "It's alright girl." I whisper as she cried into my Chest, making my Bull Shifters shirt stick to my chest, her clawed hands sliding up my chest, sending shivers down my spine before she gripped my shoulders and pulled me forward a little, sending me off balance, so I was on my knees and not my feet, but that only deepened the hug, something she needed.
"It's all good." I said incorrigibly, "You can cry if you want, Ellis will always be here to give you a hug."
"Hug." She whispered, like she where tasting it.
"Yeah.. Hug. What we're doing now."
"I like it." She said so softly that if I weren't listening for it, I might not have heard.
"Glad you do." I smile, liking that I've got this pretty girl in my arms, even if she was infected with a horrible virus. She was still pretty and kind and…and almost perfect. But I knew the moment couldn't last. "Come on, we gotta go meet up with the others and find another safe house." I said pulling back, smiling brightly when I see her Grey face turn red as she blushed so cutely.
"'kay." She nodded and I stood up before helping her stand, taking her hand.
"Nice work taking on that Tank by the way." I said and she smiled a little, ducking her head. "You fight good Han."
