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Chapter Eight: Bar Fight
"Are they still following us?" Deidra asked as she looked back,
"No, with that explosion and the amount of people stopping and crashing, they would be stuck there for a while. They were mere humans so they can't be able to figure out how to drive through that mess." Deidra nodded her head, agreeing with what he had said. She let out a heavy sigh and looked ahead of them,
"Why can they not leave me alone?" She asked herself as she thought about the demons and the workers who were after her, causing destruction and death all around them.
"It's just how it works in the demon world. If you want something, you have to give something, that's what they say in the demon world, it's kinda like a trade off. They give you something you ask for and take back what they need, in this case, the demons helped your father with the experiments, in return, they want your blood. They won't stop until they capture you, but don't worry, I won't let it happen." Dante told her,
"Do you promise?" Dante turned to look at her and grinned,
"I promise." Deidra smiled at him and looked out of the window.
"Are we going to drive on all day?" She asked him.
"Do you want to stop?" Deidra shrugged.
"It would be nice to." She said.
"Well, I'm going to stop here for a few minutes, because I want a drink." He said. He turned left and pulled into a parking space in front of a building with blinking lights that said, 'ALL NITE BAR' Deidra glowered at the sign.
"They spelled 'night' wrong." She glanced over at Dante, "Are you truly going to stop here just so you can get drunk?"
"I can't get drunk. No matter how much I drink." Deidra gave Dante a skeptical gaze, but turned her head away, letting out a soft sigh; she got out of the car with Dante and glanced at the building. Even though it was large, it was still overflowing with costumers. Some of them were young while others seemed to be in their mid 80's. She followed Dante into the building right as two men sitting at the bar got in a fist fight and tumbled to the ground. Dante took one of the seats and motioned for Deidra to sit in the other. Inside, the music was blaring and it felt hot and stuffy. Yells and hoots of laughter filled the air every single second.
"What'll it be?" The bartender asked.
"Just get me a beer. Any type is fine." He told him. The bartender nodded turned his back towards them and beer glasses clanked against one another as he cleaned one out and filled it up and passed it to Dante. He grabbed the handle and took deep gulps of the golden brown liquid.
"Hey pretty lady, how about I but you a drink?" A voice asked behind Deidra. She ignored the voice as the bartender looked at her and was about to ask her what she was going to get when someone tapped hard on her shoulder and said in a louder voice. "How about I buy you a drink? Hey Berry, get this lady a strawberry daiquiri and put it on my tab." Deidra glanced back to see a man in his early twenties with auburn colored hair and chocolate colored eyes.
"I do not drink." She told him coldly. He stared at her surprised and started to laugh.
"You're at a bar honey, it wouldn't make sense to come here without getting a drink." The bartender set the pink drink in front of her and she grimaced at it.
"I have already told you before, I do not drink."
"Come on, just a little sip. I'm paying for it so you don't have to worry about paying." He urged her. She glanced at Dante but he didn't seem to notice anything that was happening around him, completely ignoring two women next to him with low cut shirts and booty shorts who were trying to talk him into giving them a ride home. He was too busy drinking his beer. Deidra glanced back at the drink sitting in front of her and she reached out her hand and grabbed the glass. "That's it, just drink it," the man's voice told her. She held it up to her lips and took a sip, surprised; she found that it didn't taste as bad as she had thought. She took another sip longer this time and set the glass down, "See? It's not that bad is it?" The man said with a warm smile. She smiled back at him and he walked over to stand next to her.
"You are right; this tastes better than I thought it would." She told him. She took another swig of her drink and held it in her hands. He leaned down until his eyes were level with hers.
"You're such a pretty lady." He said softly. He brought his hand up behind her neck and she stiffened when his fingers touched her skin.
"What are you doing?" She asked in a low voice,
"I deserve something from buying you that drink," he said quietly as he pressed his lips against hers, the taste of alcohol filling her mouth. The glass slipped from her hands and fell to the ground and broke on impact. She pushed against his chest and drew away from him.
"I do not even know you!" She exclaimed.
"That doesn't matter." He said as he tried to kiss her again. This time, Dante interfered and pushed the man away and the noise in the bar softened.
"Get away from her." Dante growled. The man looked at him in surprise that was quickly replaced by rage.
"You stay out of this!" He yelled. Dante stood protectively in front of Deidra, she noticed his fist clench and unclench.
"If you're smart enough, you wouldn't try to pick a fight with me." Dante's voice sounded different, it sounded cold and evil with a sharp edge to it. The man glared at Dante and clenched his teeth,
"Don't interfere with my girl," the man told Dante, as if warning him. Dante laughed, but it seemed cold and non-human, not the light-hearted laugh that Deidra had heard so many times before. Deidra's blood boiled when she heard those words that left the man's mouth, she leapt up from the seat and yelled at the man,
"YOUR girl? I do not even know you! You think that by buying me a drink it would be a free ticket to something? You disgusting swine!" Dante looked back at her with a small curve to his lips. Deidra stomped over to the man and grabbed him by the cuff of his shirt and pulled him off his feet and held him in the air. The bar went deathly quiet; the music had even stopped as every being in the bar stared at a girl of only 110 pounds, lift up a man of over 200 pounds into the air like he was a toy poodle. "I have got news for you buddy! Just because you buy someone a drink and try to kiss them doesn't make them your girl!" She threw him across the room and he crashed against the wall 46 feet away. He slumped to the ground and she walked over to him, everyone in the bar scrambled out of her way quickly before she hurt them. She stood over the man and he tried to get up but she placed her black boot on his chest and pushed him back against the wall. She leaned down and snarled into his face, "And if I ever see you again, that pretty little face of yours will be broken before you know it." He gazed up at her with fear and a look of confusion. "Now get out of my sight." She barked at him as she took her boot off him. He sat there for a few seconds with a dazed look in his eyes until he understood what he had just heard and he scrambled up and bolted to the door like a dog with its tail between his legs. Her icy gaze followed him until she couldn't see him anymore and she glanced around her to see everyone frozen to the spot, staring at her in wonder. "What are you all looking at?" She yelled at them. Then, Dante's laugh filled the emptiness and she smiled and everyone started to laugh nervously. Dante walked up to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders; she looked up at his grinning face as he said,
"I have to say, that was one of the funniest things I have ever seen in my life. Now I think I've seen everything worth seeing." Dante glanced at the crowed and said in a loud voice, "Where'd the music go? I want to hear some noise in here!" Everyone cheered and the music filled the building in a second. "Shall we get out of here?" Dante whispered to Deidra. Deidra looked around and saw that there were a few young men looking at her and whispering to their friends. She caught some of the things they said like, 'Dude, I must be trippin.' Or, 'Now that's what I call hot.' And another, 'Wow, I think I had too much to drink.' She also noticed the two women that were all over Dante were glaring at her with a look that was beyond evil, but fear floated behind their glares. Deidra looked back up at Dante and smiled.
"Yes, I think we shall." They walked by the bar table and set the money they owed on the counter and went out the door. Dante still had his arm around Deidra's shoulders as they walked towards the car.
"The look on that humans face was hilarious; he looked as though he shit in his pants!" Dante laughed and took his arm off of her shoulders as they reached the car. Deidra turned to the car and got in and Dante got in the driver's seat and they left the bar. Deidra rolled down her window; it felt good to have the cold air in her face after the disgusting smell of sweat, alcohol and desperation in the bar. She looked over at Dante to see him still with a wide smile on his face.
"Where are we going now?" She asked him.
"Where ever the road takes us. That's where." He answered.
"For how long?"
"It all depends, maybe until we leave the state." Deidra stared at him and shook her head. No use of discussing it further. They drove on the whole day, only stopping to fill up the gas tank and buying food to eat. They asked the man at the cash register what state they were in and they found out that they were in Utah. They thanked the man and left,
"Utah?" Deidra said in a quiet voice,
"Oh great, we're in the moron state." Dante said icily as he gazed up into the blue sky.
"Why is that?" She asked him.
"It means that were in the goody good Mormon state. Everyone watches the newcomers closely to see if they'll cause trouble." He said irritably.
"Well, that is going to pose a problem for us." Deidra said.
"Yeah, I bet that the cops are now going to get a lot more action in one day than they would get in their whole lifetime." Dante said as he glanced over at a pair of cops talking with each other quietly and glancing over at them once in a while.
"We did steal the car did we not?" Deidra said quietly as she sat down next to him in the car.
"Not really, more like borrowed without permission," Dante said with a grin.
"And we did not even bother to change the license plate with another car similar to this one." She continued. Dante nodded his head as the car rumbled to life. He glanced in the rear view mirror to see one of the cops nodding their head and starting to make their way towards them.
"This party's just getting started." He said with a wide grin as he rolled down the window. "How can I help you gentlemen?" He asked as the cops stopped next to the car.
"We've never seen you two around here." The one with dark brown hair commented. Dante laughed,
"What if I told you that we have been living here our whole life?"
"I doubt it; if you did I would definitely remember seeing you. ESPECIALLY, you." The cop told him as he motioned to his hair.
"So you make it a point to know everybody here?" Dante said with a grin, "But you got us there," Dante laughed a little bit and looked back at the cop, "we're actually from Heber, we just wanted to have a road trip and see what places we could go to." Dante said with an innocent smile.
"I must ask you, is your hair dyed white?" The younger cop asked as he examined Dante's hair. The darker haired cop elbowed him and the ribs and glared at him. Dante laughed and answered,
"That's usually the first question everyone asks me. The answer is no, it's not dyed. I'm albino." Then the young cop glanced over at Deidra.
"And who's this young lady with you?" He asked.
"This is my best friend; I guess you could call her my girlfriend but we aren't in a relationship." He laughed a little and looked back at the cops. "Well, I don't think you came over here just to meet us and ask if my hair is dyed. Did we do something we weren't supposed to do?" The cops looked at Dante, then at Deidra.
"Actually, we were looking at your car and noticed it had a license plate similar to a car that was reported stolen a while back." The dark haired one said.
"And we're going to have to ask you to step out of the vehicle immediately." The younger one demanded.
"I am truly sorry gentlemen, you seem like nice men and we do not want you to get caught up with everything that is going on. I am going to have to ask you to just leave and not interfere with our business." Deidra told them.
"I'm going to have to agree with her. If you guys don't want to go through an embarrassing scenario and possibly kicked off the force, you would just leave us." Dante warned them, his tone taking an edge.
"You kids need to understand the power of the badge." The darker haired cop said as he revealed his gun. "If I wanted to, I could just shoot you right now."
"But you aren't, because you don't want to make a scene in a public place." Dante pointed out. The cop hesitated and Dante laughed, "Besides, it's not as though you have the guts to pull the trigger. Well my men, I'll leave you to your job of eating doughnuts while, if you don't mind, we take our leave and keep in mind that I warned you." He put the car into gear and pressed on the gas and the screeching sound of tires against pavement filled the air as they sped off. The two cops gazed after the car and reacted, running towards their car and going after them. Deidra laughed as she looked on the side view mirror to see the lights flashing and the siren filling the air.
"You know, I am starting to get used to this." She said as she looked at Dante with a smile. Dante grinned and looked at the rearview mirror.
"I've been used to it for a loooong time." Dante said as the car shot down the street like a bullet. Horns blared around them and more police cars joined in the chase.
"I think that we might have to get rid of this car after now." Deidra told Dante. Dante nodded as he spun the wheel in his hands.
"It's such a nice car though…" Dante shook his head and sighed. "Right after this chase, we ditch the car." Deidra silently agreed with him and Dante glanced over at her. "Do you think we might get a ticket for not wearing our seatbelts?" Dante said with a grin. Deidra smiled back at him and she looked at the side view mirror. She noticed that some of the police men were talking on their radios. Probably calling for backup.
"We might have a little difficulty up ahead." She told Dante. He nodded and brought the speeding car around a sharp corner. Note to reader: When driving a really fast car while going around a corner, always wear a seatbelt. Deidra flew over towards Dante's side and he laughed as she gathered what had just happened when she saw that she was leaning against Dante. She straightened up sat down in her seat and noticed a dark alley that the sunlight seemed to be absorbed.
"Over there!" She pointed. Dante saw it and looked back to see some of the police turning the corner, skidding across the road. He drove into the alley all the way until the brick wall and he turned the car off and they both looked back. The police cars sped by with the flashing lights and sirens filling the air, when they heard the sirens fade away, Dante turned the car back on as he slowly drove out of the alleyway and went in the opposite direction that the police were going.
"I really don't want to ditch this car..." Dante let out a heavy sigh again. "It's brand new and I haven't even scratched the paint on it." He pointed out.
"Let us just put it this way, if we get caught then you will not have to pay the repair fees for the car." Deidra told him. Dante smiled.
"You're right. I wouldn't be able to pay it off anyways." He chuckled a little bit and he turned the car on and he drove out of the alleyway. "Where should we leave it?" He asked her as he turned the car back to the way they came. Deidra sat back and thought about it.
"Perhaps we should just leave it at the police station." Dante turned and looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"And how, may I ask, will we able to pull something off like that?" He asked her. Deidra smiled and leaned in close to him.
"You are smart, you will figure something out. Maybe you can do something creative." She smiled and leaned back into her seat and Dante grinned.
"You're right; I've got just the thing."
"Man, is there another doughnut around here?" The bald police officer asked as he shuffled towards the doughnut box.
"I think there might be one more. Just look in the box." The other officer said. He was sitting on a chair with his head buried in a book.
"You get too into those books." The bald officer stated as he bit off a chunk of the large jelly filled doughnut. The officer reading the book looked up.
"I can't help it; it's just that these action novels are so well written." The bald police officer scoffed and plopped down onto a soft chair.
"Just another boring day in Utah. Sometimes I wish there was some real action to spice up the day." He took another bite out of the doughnut.
"Why do you think I read these?" He held up his book without taking his eyes off the page. The officer eating the doughnut scoffed and leaned back in his seat.
"Because you're an idiot." He mumbled under his breath. The police station was silent; there was a call for backup not too long ago about two people who had shown up with a stolen car. The last thing they heard about it was that they were zooming down the streets at over 180mph and suddenly disappeared into thin air, "Why is it that they always get the fun, chasing down strange people in a stolen car? Why do we always have to stay behind?" He looked at the doughnut in his hand and sighed, "That's all we ever do, stay behind and eat doughnuts, 'Protect the station.' they say." He made a face and set the doughnut down on his desk, "I think I lost my appetite." He looked up at the officer who was so into his book, that even if the whole station was in flames and people were screaming around him, he wouldn't take notice of it.
"If you keep talking like that, then you're just going to make things worse, here." The reading officer put down his book and opened a drawer and shuffled through it. When he found what he was looking for he tossed it to the other officer. The bald officer raised his hand to catch the object but missed and it fell to the ground with a thud. He reached down and picked it up and looked at it.
"A book? You've gotta be kiddin me, you think I read?" He stated as he held up the book.
"It'll keep you entertained, just try it out. Read it, you might find it better than just sitting around doing nothing." The bald officer looked from the reading officer, to the book. He turned it over in his hand and looked at the cover of the book, the only thing on the cover was a rearview mirror and reflected in it was a hand holding a gun.
"The cover does look intriguing." the officer said as he opened up the book, "Lemme guess, car chases and gunfights?" The younger officer looked at him.
"I can't just tell you, it ruins all the suspense in it. Just read it, you won't regret it." The older officer grumbled to himself and started reading the book.
"Hey, why does it start in a car chase scene?" he asked the other officer, the officer sighed and gave him a look that said, 'I just told you to read the book without any questions.' The older officer gave a heavy sigh and continued reading, "Hey, you know what? It kind of feels like I'm in the book! I can actually hear the engine of the car in my mind!" He glanced up at the younger officer to find that he was giving him a strange look.
"It's not just you; I can hear it too..." Both of their eyes went wide as they looked out of the front window of the police station to see a red and black car racing towards the building, the same car that was reported stolen, and the same one that started the chase. They both rushed out and into the street as they pulled out their guns and aimed it at the car.
"If it gets close enough and shows no sign of stopping I want you to shoot at it is that clear?" The older officer ordered, the younger officer nodded his head and took a deep breath. The car speed up even more and the officers became even more nervous, wondering if they were going to be run over. Then suddenly the car skid and the side of the car showed, still skidding, it hit a part of the road that was unlevel, the boundary line well above the older part of the road and the car flew into the air and above their heads, doing a barrel roll. They were about to pull the triggers when they saw that that the window was rolled down and an arm with a gun in its hand pointed at the officers and suddenly their guns were shot out of their hands and scattered onto the ground. Surprised, they continued watching and they saw the car door open and a something black and red shot out into the air. Something that didn't look human at all, they were like wings and they were madly flapping in the wind and they disappeared over a building. The police heard a loud sound next to them and they looked over to see the red and black car sitting right next to them right next to the sidewalk, no dents, no scratch marks, nothing. It was as though the car was never taken and parked normally. They looked at each other and the younger officer opened his mouth to speak.
"Call me crazy but I swore that when I saw that thing shoot out of the car, I thought it was the devil."
"I'm not gonna call you crazy because I thought so too, the red color is what made me think that." The older officer said to the younger one. He nodded and he looked back at the car,
"I gotta hand it to them, they sure know how to park."
