Chapter 10: Night of Reckoning, Part Two
It didn't take long for Faith and Tabitha to dispatch of the remaining two vampires in the basement room. One tackled by Faith as it tried to escape out the back door, and summarily disemboweled and decapitated by the angry girl. The second dusting after receiving a plasma bomb right to the face and having it blown apart in a mess of blood and dust.
"This is kinda fun." Tabitha comments as she wipes the filth from the front of the red and black hellion uniform that she and Monet had donned for this mission, having found them in the trunk of the car Emma had loaned them when they'd been getting the communicators.
"Yeah." Faith mutters her agreement, moving past where the other girl stood as she headed for the door that led into whatever room came next. She grabs the handle and slowly pulls the door open a couple inches, to peer through the crack, quickly discerning that it was the corridor and stairwell that led up to the main floor of the warehouse, and also that it's unoccupied.
"We're clear, ready for round two?" She asks, turning back to face Tabitha, who gives a sharp nod.
"Hell yeah." The blonde replies, and charges up a couple more bombs for the likely chance that she'd have to act quickly, knowing that by now the roof must be on fire as per Faith's plan.
"Good, just remember once we get up there it's gonna be a lot more open and with a lot more of the walking corpses and if we get separated, don't let any of them get within arms length of yah, kay?"
"Gotcha." Tabitha nods again and Faith turns away to pull the door open fully before stepping through and starting down the short corridor, with the blonde taking a half-moment to psyche herself up before falling into quick step behind the brunette.
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James was the first to start the descent of the roof access stairwell, Monet a couple feet behind Faith's cousin as he led with his hand outstretched and flames licking the air above his fingers, ready for action if any more of the vamps came to try and put the roof fire out.
"So how long yah been a mutant lass?" He inquires in a whisper, making small talk while it was still relatively quiet.
"About three years now." Monet whispers back from a couple feet behind him. "You?"
"Eight in October." James replies as he reaches the base of the stairwell and steps out, only to let out a cry of surprise and pain as he gets hit in the face with a suckerpunch by a male vampire who'd been lurking in wait after witnessing the deaths of over a dozen of his fellow minions.
Before James hits the floor, Monet bursts into action and surges forward to grab the vampire by the throat, and gripping it by the shoulder, she pulls it's head off with her bare hand as the vamp hisses at her and tries to grab her as well, likely to bite. Monet wasn't too worried about falling to such an attack though, so it does little to throw her off her game.
Like Faith, if Monet hadn't been a mutant she would have been dead as well years ago, having discovered the extent of her mutantcy during a botched mugging in London where her attacker had shot her in the chest with a .38 only to have the bullet flatten against her skin without going through.
"You alright?" She asks James as she turns around from where the dust was settling on the floor.
"Yeah, I'm good." Faith's cousin nods as he pulls himself up to his feet and brings his right hand up to press against his forehead where the vampire's punch had caused a small wound that is now bleeding lightly. "Had plenty worse in bar fights."
"I bet." Monet replies with a smirk as she takes the lead this time, knowing that she would be a better shield against anything else that jumped out of the shadows.
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Kakistos was pissed as all hell as he looked up at the skylight to find that the fire hadn't been put out despite the third of his minions that had been sent to take care of it.
The ancient vampire had been having a bad couple of days since he'd taken care of the slayer bitch Lehane and her pesky watcher, first with his lieutenants Ezekiel, Avery and Edwin going missing in action and then the failure for a death notice for Lehane to show up in any of the local papers. To top it all off, Trick had been unable to find the bitch's body where it had been left but the blood was still there.
With an angry growl he turns to face Trick and the Russians, Sergei and Conrad. "You two, get up there, now!" He orders of the two brothers who nod and begin to follow his instruction only to stop short as Faith's voice fills the room.
"Ain't gonna do any good!" She calls out mockingly and all four of the vampires turn to face the origin point of the call and Kakisto's eyes narrow as Faith steps out from behind a couple of stacked crates.
"I killed you." Kakistos snarls, taking a step forward with hate blazing in his good eye.
"Yep you did." Faith agrees with a nod and a shrug. "Wasn't your fault it didn't take, but I figured that the least I could do was give you another try, only this time it's you who's going to die."
"Brave words." Kakistos replies with a tense voice.
"Dumb vampire." Faith retorts, flashing a toothy grin at her nemesis. "Light 'em up Tab!"
Before either of the Russian brother vampires can move, both are blown apart as Tabitha unleashes her bombs, hurling them into their backs from where she'd snuck around as Faith caused a distraction.
"Shit!" Trick's voice yells as he throws himself away from Tabitha's range of aim as Conrad and Sergei fall to pieces and dust.
"GET THEM!" Kakistos roars and then dozens of vampires begin charging out of hiding among the stacks of crates, running in a number of directions, at Faith, at Tabitha, and at James and Monet who have just entered the main area of the warehouse as well, and all with murder in their eyes.
To be continued…
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