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Allie woke as dusk fell. Her senses were immediately alert, and she looked down at her thigh to see that her wound had healed. Glancing across her leg to the other side, Allie carefully evaluated Jackal's pulse. Head resting just below her knee, he looked paler than usual and his pulse was just barely thrumming. Clenching her jaw, Allie realised that he needed blood now.
Not right this second, but if she didn't get him some soon he would die. And then everything that Allie had done would be for nothing and Jackal would die and she would be all alone because he would be dead.
Allie needed to get Jackal some blood.
Bending over him, Allie slapped her companion's cheek lightly.
"Jackal?" She asked. "Jackal? Hey, Jackal, wake up. Wake up James. Wake up. Wake up. Hey, hey Jackal. Guess what. Wake up!"
Allie was hoping to annoy him into consciousness. It wasn't working very well. Jackal groaned and twisted until his other side touched the floor, but otherwise stayed in the same state as before.
Biting her lip, Allie considered her choices. She could either leave Jackal here and find blood and then come back for him, or she could take up him with her, taking longer, but she would get the blood to him more swiftly.
The path of leaving him behind was no longer an option for her.
Allie had made the decision to stick with him, to protect him, to stay partners with Jackal and she would not back down. Whatever happened, she would fight by his side, and she would win. They would win.
Allie was now dragging Jackal. She had been walking for hours, nearly a full day (night), and she was getting tired. Jackal was heavy, and she was weak. Blood loss was affecting her whether she wanted to admit it or not, and Jackal wasn't helping at all. He was limp and floppy and useless.
Allie had started out by carrying him with his arm propped over her shoulder, but now she found that it was simply easy to drag him. Jackal would heal when he got blood, and he was unconscious so he wouldn't feel the bumps and grazes and cuts and wounds and pain. When he woke up he would be whole and probably bloody perfect except for the remains of dried blood, and he would have almost no memory if their ordeal and Allie would have to bear it all by herself- she would have to deal with the affection that came from looking after her useless wounded partner by herself. He had probably never seen her- Allie- looking so fragile and innocent. And Allie would never say that Jackal himself was innocent or frail, but like this, with his throat bared to the sky, his clothing ripped and his (uncut) black hair falling over his face and eyes, he looked it. And Allie had saved him, like he'd done for her, and now that bond was unbreakable.
The pair would stay together until- Zeke! Allie realised. That was the purpose of this. That was why they were companions in the first place. But... even though Allie knew that Jackal wanted to be able to make new vampires, there was no certain chance of Zeke yielding the information. And there was no reason for Jackal to journey with her- he didn't need protection- or at least he didn't- and Allie didn't want him. Jackal had argued to go with her. Why?
Frowning, Allie glanced over her shoulder at her companion. Had he wanted to come with her for some reason? He couldn't have decided to come to protect her- the pair had barely tolerated each other at that point- so why? Why had Jackal decided to come with Allie. Why why why why why why why why why? Allie wondered. Why why why wh- what was that? Allie's head snapped around and she dropped into a crouch in the ditch lying beside the dust-beaten track she'd been walking along. Pulling Jackal down beside her, Allie waited.
She waited and waited and the sound grew louder and louder and then she peeked over the small ridge onto the road and she saw them. The Raiders. Some of Jackal's minions riding their motorcycles. Sucking in her cheeks, Allie made yet another instantaneous decision. Dropping her jacket to the ground beside her partner, Allie left him the bottle of blood that was tucked into its sleeve and her katana's. Whispering an instruction to him in case she didn't come back, Allie lept onto the road. Waiting patiently for the Raider's to notice her, Allie moved forwards until she saw the Raider's spot her.
Then she started walking back to where she had left her companion and she waited for them to catch up.
Allie was bored but she had to let the Raider's see her walking away. She had to let them see her.
She had to keep walking past Jackal and she had to wait. She had to- there. Turning around in fake astonishment, Allie hoped that they wouldn't recognise her.
"Hey! Hey, lady!" She heard the robust voices of Jackal's Raider's call out to her. Allie waited for them- finally- in the middle of the road- track. As they came closer, their taunts grew and Allie let uncertainty show on her face. What if the plan didn't work? She wondered while letting the Raider's think she was asking I hope they help me helpmehelphelpme. They have to- can't just leavemehereallaloneandgoingtodie. Watching the motorcycles slow down slightly as the Raider's approached her, Allie let a small smile grace her face. Itwasworkingtheywerestopping and they thought that she was scaredandaloneandnotgoingtoputupafight. Well, she was. Allie was going to kill them. She had to. She had too to survive.
She was a monster and it was time that she started acting at least slightly like one.
The raucous calls of the Raider's stopped at they neared her, and when they blew past Allie- enjoyinglovingadoring the 'fear' on her face- they turned in a slightly impressive display of riding a motorcycle, and skidded to a halt. Booted feet reached out to touch the ground, and gloved hands went up to push down dark sunglasses. Rough voices told her that she shouldn't be out here and why was she all alone and what was she doing and 'do you need any help?' Allie smirked, letting the hunger- finally- take over. She responded 'oh yes' and their eyes widened, scared, as her own changed into pure red bloodlust.
Allie pounced on one, drained him, sucked him dry, and in the middle of doing that her companionpartnernot-friendJackal came.
His eyes were red and his movements were savage and the remaining Raider recognised him and thought that Jackalwillsaveme and stumbled over and realised toolate that Jackal had the Hunger and he needed blood and he was going to suckhimdryofblood and Jackal needed it and the two Raider's were dead.
Dead.
Murdered.
Massacred.
Muliated.
In the aftermath of the kill, Allie slumped to the floor defeated while her companion drank.
She was a murderer.
Kanin had tried so hard to keep her from becoming one, but that's what she had become.
A monster.
FOB forever... The Young Blood Chronicles helped me throughout basically all of this writing! And what d'you know, it's long for me! ;)
