Part X: See You at the Violence/Gunslinging Valkyries
Glasses shattered and wood splintered. The vampire realized the second before the shooting started that she was accompanied by people who die when they are killed. Ooops…
Which led to the present situation.
There was blood everywhere.
The four girls had made it behind the bar, but Sera's blood was covering all of them. "Report?" Seras muttered coughing blood on Wynonna, who was too stunned to care.
"Here," Waverly squeaked.
"Unhurt, so is Waves," Nicole replied professionally. She fired a round over the bar for a good measure, blindly catching a revenant in the balls. At his screech, Nicole did a little fist-pump.
"I'm fine too, Seras, you're not healing!" Wynonna gasped as she observed the blonde's heaving gasps.
Seras' reply was not pleased, "Stupid! Stupid! Bloody imbecile!" She was knocking her head back into the bar with each enunciation. As she was doing this, her head was definitely making a permanent crater in the bulletproof sheets of metal lining the inside of the bar. Wynonna put a firm hand on Seras' shoulder to get her attention. Seras briefly looked at Wynonna with surprise. She then proceeded to reach into her chest and pull out a steaming bullet. Her chest was in ruins and it took Wynonna's breath away, from the horror.
Waverly watched in fascination, undeterred at the gore-fest that had become Sera's once beautiful bosom. "That's a silver bullet isn't it?"
Seras acknowledged the young woman with a sullen nod. There was the sound of footsteps very close to the bar now, so Wynonna shot a couple rounds with Peacemaker over the counter. The gunshots were followed by hastening footsteps as the revenants sought cover. But there was no roar of hellfire to accompany Peacemaker's thunder.
"Not everyone can shoot like they're in Roanapur, Earp," Nicole said smugly. Despite it all, Wynonna reached over to smack the ginger cop upside the head.
"That's the way too wild west for me," Wynonna muttered.
For the first time, Nicole leaned forward to get a look at the stylishly dressed English companion of theirs. Nicole's eyes widened as she was suddenly nauseous: there was nothing left of Seras' left breast, there was basically just a bleeding hollow over her heart which could be seen beating frantically calmly. Seras' entire body was drenched in red. She looked at Nicole's queasy visage and grinned back. "I underestimated them, silver bullets can't kill me, but they hurt quite badly and don't heal as quickly as is convenient in the heat of battle." Nicole still looked haunted, and Seras guessed it wasn't concern for her that caused that look, something to revisit later no doubt.
"You're gonna heal right?" Wynonna asked, her voice laced with more fear than she was comfortable with; even if it was an honest gauge of how she was feeling.
Seras looked at her shadow arm for a moment, and from its depths, pulled out the biggest handgun the three humans had ever even heard of. Seras planted a quick kiss on Wynonna's forehead and before the gunslinger knew what had happened, the vampire had vaulted over the bar.
A cacophony of gunfire followed, with at least several revenants shrieking in pain. Wynonna peeped over the bar's counter and to her relief, Seras had drawn the fire away from the bar. To her shock, there was blue fire devouring the corpses of the revenants she laid out with that hand-cannon of hers. "Hey, Nicole, think we can take the rest?" Wynonna whispered to the police officer, who smirked as she raised her pistol.
Seras was in constant motion, since she wasn't about to lead the revenant's fire down on her friends again. Stupid, stupid. What would Integra say, losing blood in a fucking pub brawl, with guns. Maybe I've gotten soft. Perhaps my next training session with Juliet will be with hallowed silver ammunition to build up more of a tolerance. Though it has been a few years since my last proper gunfight. Maybe binding my powers wasn't such a smooth move.
Waverly was not pleased with the turn of events, but she had to admit, when Nicole brained that dirty bastard who pointed his gun at her, Nicole's expression was indescribable, and yet Waverly knew it was one worthy of a Valkyrie. A Ginger Gunslinging Valkyrie. That would be a nice band name, or a ship! Well I suppose awkward lesbian unicorn would be too much of a mouthful, and maybe too personal…
Nicole looked down at Waverly, who had clearly checked out and was consumed by her imagination at the moment, even though her eyes were still unwavering from Nicole. The gunfire and sporadic shrieking was only a minor blip to the small brunette, apparently. Lucky girl.
Peacemaker bayed for blood as Wynonna was beginning to land proper headshots. The remaining revenants were inching towards the door, as they were on the losing end of this with all available cover taken up. However, Seras had other ideas as she sent a table through one of them, cutting him in half before imbedding itself into the opposite wall. Seras used the revenants' dismay and fear to make it back to the bar where her allies were. Since the heard had been thinned and forced into retreat, the danger of drawing extra fire down on the humans had significantly lessened.
The survivors opened the door only to find it totally blocked by an SUV and they were promptly riddled with bullets from Nicole, Wynonna, with Seras' hand cannon taking the lions' share, and the disgruntled Agent Dolls. The ladies fired from the bar, catching the revenants in a lateral net of bullets while Dolls fired on them from directly in front of them, checkmate.
"I love the smell of scandal in the morning," Dolls said pointedly at Wynonna.
To her credit, she gave a Gallic shrug and replied, "They were to going to try to rape Waverly." Agent Dolls was taken aback for a moment before Nicole sternly confirmed the gunslinger's brief justification of events. Dolls just nodded back his fury at these monsters and double kneecapped one of the bastards groaning on the ground. He then proceeded to crush the shrieking revenant's throat with his boot heel. Interestingly, Seras noted, this was actually the revenant that Nicole brained earlier who had returned to the fight after the initial volley.
Wynonna and Seras were both making the rounds, executing of the revenants who were still tethered to the Earthly plane. Blue fire and red, engulfing their victims as they went. Before long, Wynonna came upon the last one, the still gasping one with the splattered kneecaps. "I get it now, Peacemaker doesn't do jack for you villains," Wynonna started darkly.
Waverly looked at her sister and saw there contempt she didn't know her sister was capable of. She reached out and instinctually Nicole caught her hand in hers and squeezed gently.
Seras' eyes were fixed on the auburn gunslinger as an odd feeling rose in her. A feeling Seras had not felt in a long while. Seras' luminescent red eyes became several shades darker as she made the connection; in the back of her mind she could hear Mr. Bernadotte laughing at her denseness from the back of her consciousness. Without a trace of jealousy, he was thoroughly enjoying Seras' slow descent into having legitimate feelings for this Canadian angel.
All eyes in the room were on the enraged heir. "It just leaves the world a more peaceful place once it sends your rotten rapist souls to hell." Wynonna declared, as Peacemaker thundered one more time.
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