10. The course.

Rachel was in a bathroom of a suite next to the one where she had killed Max, sitting on a toilet waiting for her bleeding to stop. She had her knees close together and her ankles further apart to give some visual cover over what was happening. She had her arms on her lap and she was leaning slightly forward to ease the pain in her lower stomach.
She was only wearing her main suit her as her boots and gloves had been stained by her own blood and she (with help from James) had removed them and put them in a bathtub next to her that was filled with water.

She had sat there for a while now and in that time, she had had time to think about what happened in that hallway. She has killed 2 people in this building. Max and that guy who she had shot to the head. She didn't even know his name, nor care about it at the time and that disgusted her.
Full of anger she clutched her fists together. "I'm so fucking pathetic" She punched herself at her own knee. "I just killed him and didn't even care"

She felt a sting of pain between her legs causing her to gasp and grip her vagina with her right hand. She breathed in and out a few times and then removed it to look at the blood in it "Serves me right."

Suddenly she heard the door open and she looked up to see James walk in. He stopped and studied her with eyes that made her slightly nervous. He was standing directly in front of her. "Still coming?"
Her mouth opened slightly as she didn't know what he meant. "Coming? Of course, I'm coming I was about to ask you…"
"No…" he raised his hand interrupting her "The blood" He pointed at her lower half "You still bleeding?"
"Oh" she understood and spread her legs a bit giving her (and James) a view to what was happening. The blood was still pulsating out with her heartbeat but at a lower rate than before. "A bit… but I think not for much longer"
She looked up to see that James had crossed his hands across his chest and was staring at her with an overly neutral expression. "Do you have no shame at all?"
She slowly closed her knees back together and put her hands on them. "What do you mean?"
His mouth opened a bit but he didn't say anything. He kind of got that walking around dressed like a bondage-slave would maybe feel kind of nice… maybe. but now with her boots and gloves gone she was barely dressed at all. Sitting on a toilet and just casually opening her legs to show that she was bleeding. That went beyond his understanding.

He sighed, turned, closed the door and then walked right in front of her. "I mean… are you actually capable of feeling shame. When people are naked they tend to do that"
'He's talking about my body, of course' Rachel realized 'I wonder if he sees anything in me other than my boobs... and not the fact that I kill people and don't seem to fucking care'
He kneeled down and looked her in the eyes and then put both of his hands on her breasts only to notice that her expression didn't change one bit.
She removed her eyes from his and looked down at the two hands gripping her chest. She sighed and looked back up at him. "Really? You're doing that now."
James started to squeeze a little harder "Well you seemed down and I thought this might cheer you up."

She slapped him in the face causing him to fall backwards. "Cheer me up!" She yelled while standing up. "I've killed people and you react by giving me a breast massage!"
This burst of anger made her bleeding to immediately stop but she didn't notice. "After the things I've done you should be here trying to kill me!"
James jumped on his feet and staggered backwards while holding his cheek. "Rachel… I'm sorry."
This made her even more angry. "You're sorry… I kill people and you're fucking sorry?" She walked towards him with her fists clutched together. Her body started to glow slightly red.
James noticed this and his pupils grew from fear. "Rachel… your body…"
She stopped and stared him with a look that terrified him. This was the same woman who he had just carried here and helped to undress. Was it?
She punched the wall next to her with an immense force making a big hole and lots of cracks in it. Stretching from floor to ceiling. "My body? Is that all I am to you? Boobs and a pussy, yeah that's enough, Is it? Never mind the fact that I kill people without hesitation! No that's fine. Why? Well I have big boobs that's why!"

Then the door opened and the hammer guy came in with the others behind him. "What's going on here?"
The sight of him made her to calm down a bit, but not completely. Her fiend-side was still active and she wasn't exactly herself.
He stared at her and his mouth opened slightly. "What's going on with your body?"
This was the last thing she wanted to hear from him. She closed her eyes and started to glow brighter. "You too… Fucking men. is that all you ever think about?" She said from between her teeth.
The hammer guy took a step back. "No… Your skin."
"What…"
He pointed at her. "You're glowing red."

Rachel looked down and noticed the glow. her pupils grew wide and she nearly lost her balance. She had let her monster free. She looked at the wall noticing the giant hole in it. "I… Did that?" Eyes now full of horror she looked at the others, who all looked at her seemingly very afraid.

She fell to her knees and covered her face with her hands. "I'm so sorry" She cried. "I didn't mean to."
The men were very taken back by this. Looking at the crying woman, who just a moment ago looked ready (and capable) to kill all of them.

This continued for a few minutes. Rachel cried and the others watched while slowly collecting themselves. James was the first one to act. He stepped to her and kneeled down putting his hand on her upper back.
Immediately when he made contact she threw her arms around him and cried into his chest. "I'm sorry… I shouldn't have hit you."
He was slightly taken back by this but managed to maintain his composure. He reattached his arm on her back. "It didn't hurt… Physically anyway."
This caused her to grip him even tighter and her crying to intensify. "Please… Forgive me."

The hammer guy looked at the scene in front of him and then called: "James."
James looked up at him and immediately noticed that something was up with him. "Yeah?"
He stepped towards them. "Up" he said with a determined tone.
This caused James to grip her even harder. Effectively saying no.
He looked like he was very frustrated with something, though it wasn't hard to guess what. He took another step towards them. "I said up."
"No." James said "I know what you're up to and I won't let."
"James…" Rachel interrupted. He looked at her and noticed that she was looking at him. Her eyes red from tears and her face wet. The look of her in that state slightly scared him. This was Rachel the fiend huntress, not a seven-year-old girl. But at the moment she very much looked like one.
"James… do as he says"
"…but"
"Please…"
He looked at her feeling all kind of emotions in that moment. But eventually he sighed and slowly stood up. Leaving Rachel to the ground.

She looked up at all of them, hiccupped and wiped some tears from her face. "I've been a bad girl, haven't I?"
She concentrated her sight on the hammer guy and asked: "What was his name?"
He stared at her visibly calm, but holding back tears of his own. "He was Miles… I've known him for many years"
Rachel looked down and shred some tears of her own. She had been reckless, stupid and overall a bad person. But no more. She would pay the prize for her actions.

She stood up and looked at him in the eyes. "Before what's about to happen… I'd like to know your name."
"David"
She closed her eyes and breathed in and out. "You put on quite the act when you hugged me didn't you?" She opened her eyes to see that his were now full of tears and anger. "But I think that you know. As do I. That there's really no forgiving me for what I did."

James stepped towards her but she extended her arm towards him, stopping him, while still looking at David. "If you want to kill me, kill me." She stepped towards him. "If you want to rape me before killing me, rape me." She walked right in front of him. "And if you want me to suck your dick before raping me, just ask."
She looked down from his eyes and shrug her shoulders. "Sure, that wouldn't be much of a punishment for me as I haven't sucked one for a while but if it makes you feel even slightly better just say the word."

David stared at her not believing his ears. This woman had just killed his friend and now she wanted to suck his dick. As if that would make him to feel any better. "You really are a pathetic whore…" He clutched his right hand into a fist and was about to punch her with all of his strength, but suddenly…

They felt the floor slightly shake. "What was that?" one of the men said. Rachel took a few steps back and put her hand on her heart. She was sensing what was happening and she knew that if she sensed it the fiends outside would sense her too. Her fiend-blood had been activated by her previous anger and now she could not do anything to stop it from consuming her. Although she had calmed down her fiend-side was still steadily taking over.
She felt cold sweat on her skin as she staggered backwards until her back hit the wall. "I've doomed us all…"

The floor started to shake harder and she looked at the others who all seemed to be even more scared than she was. That made her own fear go away. "Everyone" she called "Whatever happens do not leave this room."
She walked past them to the door of the bathroom and looked at the door to the hallway. "This is my fight and I won't..."
She was interrupted by James, who gripped her from her shoulder and pulled her back from the door. He then gripped her from her wrists and pinned her against the wall with her hands above her head. "No… no it isn't."
"James…" Rachel said softly. "They are here because of me." She moved her legs around his middle body while hanging from his grip. She then pulled her hands downwards, which thanks to her fiend-blood was very easy for her and impossible for him to resist.
She put her hands around his neck. "I previously hit you out of anger…" Then she pressed her lips into his and gave him a long and passionate kiss. When doing that everything else seemed to fade away and she felt herself free. And when she finally pulled away from him she couldn't sense the fiends anymore. "…let me now… kiss you out of love."

She untangled herself from him and stepped back. The look on his face was priceless and she found herself blushing. "James… you're the one who can make me free."
She turned away from him and closed her eyes. She concentrated but couldn't sense the fiends anymore. She had. No, James had pulled her blood course away. With love. But this of course meant that she had lost her fiend-powers too.
She looked at the wall that she had previously punched. The giant hole in it still scared her. She pulled her fist back and punched it again. It didn't even leave a scratch, in fact the only thing it did was that it made her hand hurt. "Ouch. Okay. The course is definitely gone… for now."

She looked at James, then David and all the others, who everyone were staring at her. "I'm deeply sorry for my actions" She concentrated on David "… I really am, but now. Now I have to go" She started to walk towards the door. "I have fiends to kill."