Chapter 3

Before we got home, I convinced Sam to buy me some Jerky. We spent most of the time before curfew driving around town or at the park. I was happy to finally be able to walk around in my humanoid form after a few days of playing dog. I mean don't get me wrong. I love Sam and his parents; but a girl needs time to stretch her legs.

Sam was happy to fill in the silence with talk about how wonderful Mikaela was. It was quite amusing to see the way his eyes light up when he said her name. I just nodded along and asked a question every now and then.

But all good things must come to an end and before we knew it, it was almost time to go home. I transformed and we headed back. When we arrived Sam and I moved to the front door. But I paused, "Hey Sam? I think I'm going to stay out tonight. I wanna go for a run" I said looking up at him. He nodded at me while opening the door.

"Ok, just be back before morning, you know how mom gets when you disappear." He said, moving inside. I smiled; Judy has always loved having around to keep her company. I guess it's good for her to have another female around when the house is mostly males. And when she doesn't see me at least three times a day she gets worried that I might have run away; especially in the mornings.

"Yeah I know, and don't worry I will." I said turning from the door and walking away. I glanced at the Camaro and smirked. Walking over I circled him once. "See you later hot stuff." I said before taking off in the direction of the bad part of town.

As part of my promise to protect Sam, I've taken it upon myself to learn how to fight, in both of my forms. But there aren't really any combat schools open for demons with no money, much less, for demons in the area. So I've improvised, a few nights a week I tell Sam that I'm going out for a run; but, instead of heading to the park. I detour to the bad side of town where there are underground fights and stuff like that. Sometimes I go to dog fights and others to regular 'Fight Club' sort of places. Over the years my skills have grown; and I'm quite the celebrity among both worlds.

Though it's not as fun as you think. Every time I step into the rings; the possibility of serious injury increases. Thankfully Demons heal relatively quickly. On good nights I'll get off with small cuts and bruises, which only take an hour if not less to heal. But on others I'm left limping for days, broken bones are no joke. And hiding my injuries from the family was simple, I just stay on the porch till I can walk without limping. I've learned a lot from the rings. And I'm very proud of myself, for coming so far.

Tonight, I'll be going to both rings. A skinny punk kid challenged me to a fight tonight, but I already had a fight scheduled for the dog rings. It's tough to be good, I tell ya. Everybody wants a piece of you. Thankfully they were at different times so I could make it to both, if I finished my first fight fast. My first fight was in the dog rings, so I wouldn't have to change right now.

When I got there the room was loud and dark-ish. The sound of men making bets and barks from my opponents. I approached the boss of the place. He was a short chubby man with slicked back hair and a cigar in his mouth, real cliché if you ask me, but I don't complain. He noticed me as I finished my approach, giving me a broad grin.

"Ah Reni dear." He said "It's so good to see you! Are you going to make me money tonight?" He asked with a slight Mexican accent. His name was Jose but people called him Joe. Joe unlike most humans, wasn't against demons; he welcomed me with open arms and let me fight with the condition of letting him keep the money I make in the fights

I gave him a toothy grin. "I'll try Joe, no promises though. So who am I fighting this time?" I asked, looking to the arena to see a Pit-bull and a husky looking dog, going at it. I turned back to Joe expectantly.

Joe gave me hefty laugh, patting his stomach "Well tonight you got a big one, it's some Rottweiler named Twinky. He doesn't seem too bad." He said puffing his cigar.

"Mhm that's what you said about the last one." I said sitting down to wait for my turn.

"Yeah but the last one was a terrier, they're good by default." Joe said smiling.

After two more other fights, it was my turn. The announcer called our names and I moved to enter the arena. The announcer described our ranks as I passed the perimeter of the arena. When he was done the Rottweiler was brought out by a leash.

He was big, and mad. He looked around frantically searching for his master probably. But then his eyes found me, and a loud growl ripped through his throat. I was mildly surprised by this but growled right back more loudly. Taking a ready stance, I watched as he fought against the restraints.

The announcer finally shouted "Fight" and we were off. I sprinted at him on full speed, jumped and landed on top of him. Clamping my jaws on the back of his neck, I started to shake my head left and right. He turned his head trying to get at me. He caught one of my legs and pulled down so I would fall off. I lost my grip on his neck and fell onto my side. Before I could stand; he jumped on top of me, and bit my neck. He tightened his hold on my neck, I clawed at his underbelly; finally, succeeding in cutting him. He let go of my neck and I jumped up and clamped down on his neck. Having the height advantage I kept putting force onto him until he lost his footing and hell onto his back. I laid on top of him making sure his own claws weren't going to hurt me. I kept my mouth over his throat, making sure to put enough pressure to keep him hindered but not enough to kill the poor dog.

After a few minutes of us being in this position, I heard him whine in defeat. I let go of him and stepped back. Twinky's owner jumped in and dragged him out of my sight. Then Joe came up to me and walked me out to his office. Behind me I heard shouts of both victory and anger coming from the crowd.

"You did good kid" Joe said gong to his desk and bringing out a few medical supplies.

"Thanks" I said. Jumping on to the desk, finally felling the sting from the bite marks on my neck.

"Ok, let's see the damage this time" Joe said, moving towards me. Taking my snout in his hands he lifted it to get a good look at my neck. "Damn, Reni; he got in deep" he hissed.

I growled a bit. "How long do you think it'll take to heal?" I asked, hissing as he took the sides of one of the holes, and peered at it with a frown.

He grimaced "I'd say a day or two" he said, reaching for a wipe, to clean the wounds.

"Oh come on! I have another fight in like" I said looking at the clock. "Half an hour. I don't have time to nurse this. Dammit" I all but yelled.

Joe's face fell. "Where are you fighting?" He asked suspiciously.

I looked at him and smirked "Awww, are you jealous?" I asked him with a smile. "Don't worry Joey, I'm not cheating on you. Its fight club" I said.

Joe relaxed. "Oh well that's fine. So how that's like?" he asked

"First rule about fight club is don't talk about fight club." I sang.

Joe pouted at me but didn't ask anything else. He finished cleaning the wounds and let go of my head. I jumped down from the desk and transformed. Walking over to a mirror I inspected the damage. The bite marks could be seen on both sides of my neck. Like Joe said, they were pretty deep and would take some time to heal. I pouted but sighed in defeat, they hurt.

"Well I should be going" I said to Joe, walking to the door. "See you in a few days Joey" I called from outside his office.

"See you later Mija" he yelled back. I smiled to myself and headed out.

Once I was outside I started to walk towards the fight club and probably end the night with more injuries

After my fight with the kid I went to a construction site to rest before heading for home. The kid was better than I had expected. He managed to hit my neck and make it start bleeding again, and when I got distracted with my neck he swiped my feet to make me fall to the ground. Let's just say that now I have temporarily bum leg. I was so pissed, but he won fair and square.

Now, it's about 2 something in the morning and I'm just laying on my back on the concrete floor of the roof; looking up at the stars sulking. I had one hand thrown over my stomach, and the other folded behind my head like a pillow. I closed my eyes and sighed to myself "Stupid pain receptors" I muttered.

I stayed like this for a few more minutes until I heard the sound of a car engine coming in through the gates bellow. I moved to the edge of the building to see intruder, but I froze when I saw Sam car driving in slowly. "What the hell is he doing here?" I asked myself, watching the car with narrowed eyes. The car moved to a small hill of sand between the building I was on and another across from me. I was going to go down there and yell at him, but some movement in the left corner of my eye stopped me. I turned my head to the movement to see none other than Sam; sneaking around some trash drums. My whole face changed to confusion at the sight, ears flattening against my head and tail flicking with irritation. "What the hell is going on?" I whispered moving to go down the stairs and meet Sam.

I made it there in only a few minutes, he was crouching behind the drums; looking at the car. Suddenly I heard the sounds of gears turning and metal scraping with metal. My ears perked at the sound, but when I turned the corner, what I saw made my mouth fall open.

There, right in front of me was a giant robot. But weirdly enough, the thing that made me freeze wasn't the robot. It was the stirring of my demon at the sight. My demon rarely ever woke up from her slumber. She is the more instinctual part of me, and she is supposed to help me find my mate and help me protect my kin. All demons have one, and we usually meet them during puberty. But she surprised me again by purring the word I'd didn't think I would ever hear, in this lifetime. '…Mate….' My eyes widened even more, if that's even possible. "Noo way" I said to her. I fell to my knees, still staring at the giant (probably alien creature) that is now supposed to be my intended.

'Don't question me' she growled back.

I was brought out of my inner turmoil by the Robot shining a light up to the sky. I gulped, the urge to approach him becoming stronger by the second. But I pushed those feelings down to later analyse. Sam was my number one priority right now, and I had to make sure that he was okay. Turning to where I heard his petrified hollow breaths I moved to crouch by his side.

"Sam!" I whisper yelled at him. "What the hell are you doing here?" I asked him.

He turned to look at me with a phone in his hand. Giving me a once over he stopped, starring at my neck. "Ren? Are you ok?" he asked moving his hand to touch my neck. I slapped his hand away.

"I'm fine. But what's the deal with the giant robot." I said, giving said robot a glance. He still had his back to us. Which I was grateful for right now, I didn't need to be making googly eyes when my charge could be in danger.

Sam ignored my question by turning his phone to the robot and started talking to it as if where his last living testament. When he finished we both stared it the robot for a good minute, until I heard a deep growl coming from our right. We looked over and I noticed to guard dogs. Just standing there, staring at us. 'Dammit I'm in no condition to fight right now' I though, bringing my hand to my neck wounds.

I gulped again and tilted my head towards Sam. "I think we should run" I whispered to him. He responded with a deaf nod before taking off in the opposite direction. I sighed and followed after him, still limping a great deal.

We ran/limped away from the dogs, but I guess that was bad idea since they started chasing after us. We ended up going inside of a barn like thingy. In the center of it there were more barrels. So, like any intelligent beings; being chased by angry dogs. We climbed on top of them. Yeah….. that was smart; get surrounded by sharp teeth and claws? Sure, why not?

And here we are, standing on top of a bunch of barrels. Sam screaming his head off, clutching onto me like a lifeline. I, well I'm just trying to make sure we don't fall. Suddenly, well let's be honest you guys know what's coming. The roaring sound of an engine came from outside the barn; the Camaro came in and scared the dogs. He circles us once before coming to a stop right in front of us.

Sam kept screaming, but now I guess it was because of the robo-car not the killer twins. I tried as best I could to avoid looking at the car, and failing miserably. I finally looked at him as Sam threw his keys at him. My shoulders sagged and I gave a defeated sigh, as Sam jumped down from our perch and made a b line for the nearest entrance. He's still screaming by the way. I got down, careful to not put so much pressure on my leg; and limped towards the Camaro. When I reached him, I put a hand on his hood.

Giving him a defeated smile "I guess you're stuck with me hot stuff" I said softly. He gave me a confused whirl. But I ignored him and turned to go get Sam. I stopped when I heard the police outside, yelling at Sam.

"Dammit Sam" I said, bringing my hands up too rub my temples. "Ron's gonna kill you" I muttered. The Camaros engine revved a bit, I glanced at him pursing my lips. "Yeah you're right, we should go" I said turning again, and limping to the driver's side. The door opened it self and I climbed in quickly. The door closed behind me; I crossed my hands over my chest, feeling weird about being inside of my intended 'Why is this so weird. It's not supposed to be weird?' I growled to myself.

Then the radio turned on "You—okay – doll face?" he said with snipped.

"I'm fine, lest just get out of here" I said, trying to not move my leg. My seat warmed, the seatbelt coming from the thingy and strapping me in. Suddenly a thought came to me. "Hey, do you have a name?" I asked as we pulled out of the barn and headed to a back entrance.

There was some static from the radio for a second, as he decided what to say I guess. Then orchestra music filled the cabin. It was 'Flight of the Bumblebee' on the flute, it was quite nice. I narrowed my eyes in concentration.

"Bumblebee?" I asked looking at the radio expectantly. I heard a happy whirl from the engine in response. "Interesting name" I mused looking out of the window, watching the lights pass. Smiling to myself at the warmness of the seat and the way the seatbelt, tightened gently every once and a while on turns. 'Maybe this won't be too weird' I thought.

Eventually, Bumblebee parked us in another old construction site. I climbed out and made my way to a bunch of wooden planks that were stacked high enough to sit on. When I took my seat, I looked at him. "Well, come on. Explain the light thing." I said tilting my head, and twitching my ears.

"So basically, you've come to earth to find the Allspark and get it before Mega-whatever his name is, but to find the Allspark you need Sam's great grandfathers glasses that Sam may or may not have." I recited, nodding to myself when I got everything right. 'Bee nodded back, happily. for most of the night till sun rise, Bumblebee who I have now dubbed 'Bee. Has been telling me about the war on his planet and why he and his team are coming to earth. "Well that seems simple enough" I grimaced.

Though I was only half listening, because I must confess that I was making googly eyes at the poor bot. But can you blame me? His alt mode as he called it was really cute. With his bright blue eyes that can rival the sky, and adorable door-wings on his back. I mean, how can you not oogle at him? Dam hormones… But now that I'm thinking about this whole mate thing,

'I should wait till this whole thing is over before telling him. He doesn't need another distraction. Poor guy' I thought. I gave another nod before looking at the sky to see that it was about eight in the morning. "We should get home. Judy will have a heart attack if she doesn't find me." I said pushing off of the wooded planks. "Plus Sam is probably still freaking out." I mused as 'Bee transformed into his car mode. I got in and we sped off towards the house.

Heres chapter 3! any thought?

*Disclaimer: I in no way condone dog fighting or any of its variables. They are mentioned here for the stories sake.

Anywho, I know that last chapter was pretty short, but I'm just testing to see if you guys like longer or shorter chapters. Or a happy medium like this chapter. :) please tell me which you would prefer.

This was edited on January 14, 2017

-With all my love

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