Two months later, Kendall was walking out of the house, a stake tucked into the back of her pants and a knife tucked into the sheath around her ankle. Ever since she'd been called, this had become a nightly routine, which was better than her old one. As she started walking down the street, she could sense two people following her.
"You know, you don't have to follow me. I'm not gonna run away." Kendall called before turning around. Two watchers stepped out of the shadows.
"We don't know that for sure. You've tried before." One of the watchers said.
"Yeah, well the fact that you low jacked me kind of changed things." Kendall said, lifting up her pant leg to show the lead anklet still wrapped securely around her ankle. "Besides, I can't concentrate on killing vamps if I have to worry about you two getting killed, not that I care." Kendall then turned on her heel and started back down the street.
"Malcolm said not to leave you alone." The other watcher said.
"Of course he did. Fine, tell him when he has a dead slayer because she had to save your dumb asses, he has no one to blame but himself." Kendall told them. She smiled to herself when she felt them leave. They probably wouldn't go far but she really didn't feel like having them hang close to her. She walked a little farther and came up to a cemetery where most of her clients lived around. Kendall walked toward the center and found two vampires hovering over a guy.
"Now you see, that's just unfair." Kendall said, causing the vampires' attention to turn to her.
"You really don't want to be here." One of them hissed, her eyes glowing yellow.
"Actually, I don't but see, I don't have a choice." Kendall shrugged. "So now do we do this the easy way or the hard way?"
"What do you think you're gonna do?" The other asked, stepping toward her. Kendall smirked and pulled the stake out from the back of her jeans.
"I think I'm gonna take my friend here and dust your sorry ass." Kendall said, smiling. The vampire lunged at her and Kendall moved away with ease, staking her. "Damn, I was hoping this would be a challenge. You're up next." The other vampire left the boy and knocked her down, pinning her to the ground.
"Not so tough now." The vampire smiled.
"Just thought I'd give you a chance." Kendall said before kicking the vamp off of her and flipping up. "See, I'm a nice person really." The vamp tried to punch her but Kendall caught her fist in one hand and punched her square in the jaw. "And now you're makin me be mean." The vamp quickly recovered and lunged for her again. Kendall landed a roundhouse kick into her gut and quickly staked her.
"That was a complete bust." Kendall muttered to herself as she dusted off her jeans.
"What was that?" The guy the vamps had taken asked.
"Don't worry about it." Kendall said, wanting to get away as soon as possible. One thing she'd learned being with the watchers, become close to someone, you gain a weakness.
"They were gonna kill me." He continued.
"But they didn't." Kendall said simply and walked away, but the guy was persistent.
"How do you kill them?" The guy asked.
"Look." Kendall snapped around and pointed a finger at him. "I don't have time for this. All you need to know is that they are gone so don't worry about it. If I were you I'd head home before something bad happened." The guy just stood there, confused. Kendall rolled her eyes and grabbed the knife from it's sheath and pointed it at him. "Go!" The guy turned around and ran. Kendall sighed to herself and put the knife away.
"Damn people, don't know the shit that's goin on around them. Too stupid to stay inside after dark." Kendall muttered to herself.
"You know, talking to yourself is never a good thing." A voice said from behind her. Kendall snapped around and saw someone who looked about her age with black hair and blue eyes.
"Yeah, guess not." Kendall shrugged. This guy wanted her to think he was normal, but she knew better. She could sense that he was a vampire. "Don't you guys take off some days?"
"Not really." The guy shook his head.
"Then I just have to thank you for making my life so god damn difficult." Kendall told him.
"Your welcome." He smiled before his face changed and he lunged at her. Kendall was knocked to the ground again as he punched her.
"Son of a bitch." Kendall said as she punched him and knocked him off of her. She jumped up and kicked him in the gut. The vampire bounced back and cut her arm deep. Kendall's hand moved over to her arm where blood was starting to come out quickly.
"Aww, you hurt?" The vamp taunted.
"No, you just ruined one of my favorite shirts." Kendall recovered and punched him one last time before staking him. "I really hate vampires." Kendall said before doing another sweep of the cemetery.
Around Midnight, Kendall made her way back into the house. She had dusted four other vampires before she finally decided to call it a night.
"Martha, still wanna watch a movie?" Kendall called into the house. She knew Martha wouldn't be asleep yet and that Daniel wasn't home. She was a little worried when she didn't receive a response. All the lights were on, she must still be up. "Martha." Kendall called again. She turned into the living room and saw Martha lying on the floor. "How come you didn't answer?" Kendall asked, walking over to her. She stopped when she noticed Martha's eyes were wide open and she wasn't moving.
"Martha, Martha." Kendall dropped to her knees and started shaking the woman. "Come on, don't be dead, please. Mom please." Kendall started crying, still shaking her. A second later, she jumped up and ran to the phone and dialed 911.
"911, what's your emergency?" A woman asked.
"I came home and my mom's on the floor. She isn't moving and she isn't breathing." Kendall said hurriedly before rushing back over to Martha.
"What's your address?" The woman asked.
"1608 Flamecrest Road." Kendall said, kneeling beside Martha.
"Paramedics are on their way. Now what I want you to do is start compressions, do you know how to do that?" The woman asked.
"Like on E.R.?" Kendall asked.
"Yes, slow, even compressions." The woman instructed. Kendall held the phone between her shoulder and her ear and started compressions. She heard something crack and winced.
"Uh-Oh." Kendall said, still crying.
"What's the matter?" The woman asked.
"I-I heard something crack." Kendall said, hysterical.
"It was probably just a rib. That's okay." The woman said, trying to calm her down. Kendall nodded and continued the compressions. "Is she responding?"
"N-No." Kendall choked out.
"Paramedics will be there in a minute." The woman promised. True to her word, Kendall could hear the ambulance sirens getting closer. Kendall dropped the phone when the paramedics rushed into the door and knelt beside Martha. Kendall couldn't focus anymore and just prayed that Martha would be okay. She couldn't handle living here with Daniel all alone. She needed someone to be there for her, to help her. After what seemed like an eternity, the paramedics stopped what they were doing and sighed.
"Why are you stopping?" Kendall asked, confused.
"We're too late." One of the paramedics told her.
"No." Kendall backed against a wall and slid down it. "No she's not dead."
"We're really sorry." The other said, crouching down in front of her. "The coroner will be here soon to take her to the morgue. Do you live with anyone else?"
"D-Daniel, but I don't know when he'll be home." Kendall told him. The paramedics said some more stuff before leaving but Kendall didn't pay attention to it, all she could think about was how fucked she was now that the only person that was on her side was dead.
Half an hour later, Daniel had arrived home and burst through the door. One of the watchers that watched the house when he wasn't there had called him when he heard the ambulance.
"Martha." Daniel called. He walked into the living room to find Martha on the floor and Kendall sitting against a wall across from her, her knees up to her chest, just staring off. "Martha." He repeated when he saw the body of his obviously dead wife. He saw Kendall in the corner and walked over to her. He picked her up by the front of her shirt and slammed her into the wall.
"What the hell did you do you shit?!" Daniel demanded, knocking her into the wall again. "What did you do!"
"I came home from patrol and she was on the ground, dead." Kendall said, still staring off.
"That's a lie. You did this!" Daniel accused, slamming her into the wall again.
"Why would I kill the only person here who cares about me." Kendall asked. Her voice was scarily calm, considering what was going on. Daniel didn't answer, just slammed her into the wall again. "The paramedics said the coroner would be here soon." Speak of the devil, there was a knock at the door. Daniel immediately dropped Kendall and opened it. The coroner gave his regrets as he walked in and bagged up Martha's body. Kendall couldn't stand it anymore and ran up to her room and closed the door. She fell down on her bed and let the tears fall freely. No one was there to protect her, to comfort her. Now she was all alone. About ten minutes after the Coroner left, Kendall heard Daniel coming up the stairs. She cringed as the door was slammed open and Daniel stormed in.
"It's your fault she's dead!" Daniel yelled, picking her up off the bed and slamming her into the closest wall. He took something out of his pocket and held it out. Kendall practically fell to the ground. It was a silver necklace and in the center of the small pendant was a fragment of the Sesenta stone. While She was on the ground, Daniel fastened it around her neck, weakening her.
"I-I didn't do anything." Kendall said in a pained voice.
"If we would've never gotten stuck with you, she'd still be alive." Daniel accused before kicking her in the ribs. Kendall bit back a cry in pain. He continued to kick her repeatedly for a few more minutes before he left the room. Kendall was relieved for a moment before he returned with a familiar item in his hand, the belt he'd bought a few months earlier, a black leather studded belt. Kendall tried to inch away but couldn't as he brought it down hard across her back.
An hour later, Daniel had taken off the necklace and Kendall had painfully made her way to her bed. Her clothes were covered in blood but she didn't really care. Her life was so screwed now that she had no one here for her. She was completely alone. Kendall cried quietly to herself and fell into a restless sleep.
Another Chapter up. You know how much it hurts to get hit with a studded belt. Shit, me and my friends used to hit each other lightly with them and that hurt like hell. As always, Reviews are awesome.
