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Chapter 4
They charged all at once and Josh was just able to jump down forcibly falling on one of the Strigoi.
I was concentrated on my own fight, as well was Austin, but there was only one problem.
It was pitch black.
Even worse then it was back in the main area of the warehouse. This gave us a liability. Strigoi had better senses then us one of them being sight. The dark was nothing to them.
Well then, I guess it was a good thing I had experience with this sort of thing. Not to mention I had already been taught to fight in the dark. A training lesson I still remember to this day.
I had made my way to the gym for training like every other afternoon.
I pushed the double doors open and put my shoulder bag to the side of the room.
I did a quick glance around the area. Where was Dimitri?
I almost laughed. Yeah he always gets up me when I'm late for training, there's gonna be hell to pay.
Really wishing I had a watch, I made my way over to where the mats would be and decided that I would get a head start on warming up.
When the lights went off.
I froze for a second and then turned to where the light switch was supposed to be.
"What the—"
"Today's lessons a very important one" Dimitri's accented voice spoke from the side of the gym. I could hear the faint tap his shoes made against the floor as he obviously was walking. He continued. "When you fight Strigoi, you won't necessarily have any source of light"
I warily was turning my head in each direction I could hear Dimitri's voice go. From the sound of it, he was circling me.
I let a sigh escape my lips. "How the hell am I supposed to fight if I can't see a thing?"
He didn't answer; instead I felt a quick blow delivered to my side. I staggered and my natural instinct was to fight back. I kicked out but ended up hitting nothing.
Dimitri's voice was a few meters away again. "Strigoi have higher senses but you've still got them too. You can't rely on your sight, so rely on your hearing" he explained.
I nodded even though I knew he couldn't see. It was weird but my heart was actually beating fast, adrenaline. That blow he just delivered had kind of scared me in a way I wasn't prepared for. I hadn't heard him move, so I had to listen more carefully.
"Your natural instinct is going to be to fight back," Dimitri said, his voice again travelling in a circle around me. "But don't fight back by watching movements, fight back by hearing them, sensing them, sensing the direction that my body's moving, the hits that I will make" I tried not to laugh at the double meaning my own self was thinking in his words.
I stayed serious. And it had payed off.
Dimitri didn't talk anymore instead he lunged for me.
And I had defended as well as being on defence. We both got good hits in –him giving more than me –but after a while, it became quite easy and was one of my favourite lessons.
I'd always loved the close contact with Dimitri even though it had been for fighting, but full on physical fighting with Dimitri in the darkness, alone, only focusing on each other's touch made those lessons some-what . . . hot.
The only difference with this was that Strigoi could still rely on their sight, and they were faster, stronger, and right now there was more than one.
I made sure to be focused on the Strigoi in front of me, a woman I could tell it was and by fighting her for a few seconds I could tell she had been a Moroi, and was newly changed and easy to take.
She was throwing a lot of hits to my head, each that I was able to duck from and kick her legs out from under her. As soon as she was down she tried to jump back up so I quickly fell down on her, kneeing her in the gut as a way to hold her down, her struggles made it hard, but I was able to stake her.
With no rest in between another Strigoi used my weakness of being on the ground to jump on me. I grunted as my body hit the concrete hard.
From beside me I could see that Josh had also been knocked to the ground by another Strigoi, but unlike me, his Strigoi didn't jump on top of him.
The one I was fighting, who I could tell from his body was a male tried to keep my hands pinned to the ground at the sides of my head. He was strong and seceded with that, so using my legs I brought them up to my chest and quickly kicked out to his stomach. He stumbled and stood up.
Quickly, I jumped up from my spot on the ground going into a crouch. He lunged first trying to grab hold of my shoulders; I ducked under one of his arms and with a spin kicked him. It didn't have too much effect so I faked another kick but through a punch instead.
He took a few steps back and so did I, well; I tried until from behind I was pushed forward, right into the males open arms.
It was a body that had pushed me and by a quick turn of my head I could see it was another Strigoi who wanted to join, lovely.
I thought I was gonna have to spar with the both of them at once but I quickly realised with the position I was in, in front of the male his chest was free. With a swift motion I staked him.
Without a glance I went for the second. Again I think this one was a women Strigoi, recently moroi. I ended up throwing a lot of blows, getting her pretty much every time. This Strigoi was too focused on not letting my stake anywhere near her chest. With a quick movement I tackled her and we both did a bit of a role, I was on top of her trying to hold her down with one hand while trying to stake her with the other.
She was grunting a lot and delivering all kinds of insults she had a different accent so it was hard to tell. I just about had her heart when I noticed Josh who was fighting had pushed a Strigoi into me.
It wasn't easy fighting in a cramped area. I got slightly knocked over. She used that to straddle me down. She yelled something else and then I felt wetness on my face.
"Bitch! Did you just spit on me?" I got free one of my hands and slapped her hard across the face. Not a move I usually did while fighting but seriously, that was just gross.
She hissed at me and before she was done I had staked her.
Standing up, I brushed myself off.
Austin had just finished off the last Strigoi. I looked around scanning the area and trying to feel any trace of more Strigoi. There was none.
I could briefly see the bodies around me. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.
"Three" I said out loud.
Both of the boys looked to me but understood what I was saying. "Two" Josh said.
Austin nodded. "Three" he said as well.
It was the number of Strigoi we had killed each.
After doing one last look around I told the guys that we should go and search for the others.
It was a bit harder to get out like we got in since the door to this basement inside was actually like a roof. There was a few stairs but the door was high and hard to reach.
"One of you give me a boost" I told them not caring who did it.
Josh moved in front of me putting both of his hands together linking his fingers with his palms up. I gripped onto his shoulder while I put one foot up and reached for the open door. Using both hands I pulled myself up through the door and sliding onto the floor of the main area.
I stood up and again glanced around. It was still dark, obviously. Not as dark as in there but dark enough. I knew that outside would be bright and shinning which was making this place the perfect hideout for Strigoi.
Below me I could hear Josh and Austin discussing a strategy of exactly how they would get back up. I smirked to myself and quietly started having a look around the area.
I ran my finger along one of the old rusted shelfs, grey dust covered it. I started to wonder about how many Strigoi could have been staying here all together; I mean really, it's a good hide out for undead creatures of the night.
And also exactly what Strigoi there were. That was another thing; it would always have to be considered if these were the Strigoi who had been searching for me for three years now. That's something that none of my friends knew.
That I had my own pack of Strigoi trying to stalk me around.
But it had been a month and I haven't seen a sign of the ones I saw in Spokane. I would always remember the faces of Isaiah and Elena, my first kills. But I could always remember the others, the ones who came for me after them.
The boys must have eventually figured there own way out because I could hear them from the few meters behind me.
"Man, your heavy"
"I'm heavy? Dude you're the one who broke that wooden railing"
"I was pushed into it by a Strigoi!" Josh protested.
"But wouldn't you just hit it? Not break through it?"
"Are you trying to say I'm fat?"
"Are you trying to say I'm fat?"
I chuckled quietly at their little argument and continued snooping around the shelves.
Most of them were empty, just full of dust. But I noticed at the end of one there was a book.
Random much?
I picked it up and noticed that it, unlike everything else wasn't covered in dust. As if someone had recently used it. Well, read it.
Strigoi read?
Well, I guess they have to do something besides killing innocent people. It was a thin book; it looked fairly worn, not taken care of. Not that I expected anything else. But it didn't even look like a proper book to me. But then again, I couldn't talk seeing I really never read.
But out of curiosity I opened it up. And gasped.
Before jumping to any conclusions I walked back to where the entrance was of the back door where we came from.
"Rose, where are you going?" I heard Austin question.
I ignored him and when I found the door I stood in front of it so I had enough light to see if I was sure about this.
And I was. Inside this book was documented pictures of me.
