Max
"Hey, Max." Original Cindy said for the second time before I actually paid attention to what she said. I was off in my own little world spacing off about several different things.
"Yeah?" I asked her giving her my total attention.
"You okay, boo?" she asked studying my face.
"Yeah. Just a little side tracked. Sorry."
A small brawl attracted my attention to the other end of the room. Normally I would have ignored a small fight but this one was different. A man wearing a black duster and whose hair was platinum blonde had three guys were ganging up on him. He reminded me of Neo off the Matrix.only blonde.
Those three guys that were challenging him just happened to be pretty good for a normal human. At first I was betting on the trio to kick Neo's ass but that was before I saw Neo move. Way to quick to be a norm and he was very strong. The three guys were out of the picture in seconds.
I watched as he pulled his duster closer to him and go up the stairs to get out of there.
"Hey, Cindy, I'm not feeling good, I have to go."
"Sure, boo. See you later."
"Bye." I said grabbing my coat and got out of there to see if Neo was on an X5 with a mission.
Using my cat-like silence and senses I followed him with the grace of a tiger hunting it's prey. A black panther who owns the night. I was the night and shadows towering all around me like giants.
He seemed to be as good as I was with his skills. He was a predator but where I was the cat he would have to be a wolf. He was cocky and arrogant.his walk showed it.
Following him for a few blocks he did not stop until he reached an old apartment building not to different than a motel...I suspect that it might have been a motel. My apartment was a little better but the whole point was that he wasn't sleeping on the street.
I followed him up the stairs and watched him unlock the door. He closed it and a minute later I heard him turn the TV on. I waited outside his door for a while until I heard the TV shut off and him climb inside his bed. About twenty minutes later when I was sure he was asleep I opened the door. The dumb ass forgot to lock it.
Quietly, I looked around for any sign of Manticore. I went to the bathroom to look inside the medicine cabinet looking for some Tryptophan in case of seizures. There was no medicine in behind the mirror.there was nothing. I looked inside the mini-refrigerator.
Inside was blood in plastic bags. That's it. Nothing else but blood. I was slightly disgusted but shrugged it off and closed the door.
"So, are you the new Slayer or just some little girl lookin' for trouble?" A cockney accent said from behind me. I spun around and got in a defense stance waiting for trouble.
"Hey, Max." Original Cindy said for the second time before I actually paid attention to what she said. I was off in my own little world spacing off about several different things.
"Yeah?" I asked her giving her my total attention.
"You okay, boo?" she asked studying my face.
"Yeah. Just a little side tracked. Sorry."
A small brawl attracted my attention to the other end of the room. Normally I would have ignored a small fight but this one was different. A man wearing a black duster and whose hair was platinum blonde had three guys were ganging up on him. He reminded me of Neo off the Matrix.only blonde.
Those three guys that were challenging him just happened to be pretty good for a normal human. At first I was betting on the trio to kick Neo's ass but that was before I saw Neo move. Way to quick to be a norm and he was very strong. The three guys were out of the picture in seconds.
I watched as he pulled his duster closer to him and go up the stairs to get out of there.
"Hey, Cindy, I'm not feeling good, I have to go."
"Sure, boo. See you later."
"Bye." I said grabbing my coat and got out of there to see if Neo was on an X5 with a mission.
Using my cat-like silence and senses I followed him with the grace of a tiger hunting it's prey. A black panther who owns the night. I was the night and shadows towering all around me like giants.
He seemed to be as good as I was with his skills. He was a predator but where I was the cat he would have to be a wolf. He was cocky and arrogant.his walk showed it.
Following him for a few blocks he did not stop until he reached an old apartment building not to different than a motel...I suspect that it might have been a motel. My apartment was a little better but the whole point was that he wasn't sleeping on the street.
I followed him up the stairs and watched him unlock the door. He closed it and a minute later I heard him turn the TV on. I waited outside his door for a while until I heard the TV shut off and him climb inside his bed. About twenty minutes later when I was sure he was asleep I opened the door. The dumb ass forgot to lock it.
Quietly, I looked around for any sign of Manticore. I went to the bathroom to look inside the medicine cabinet looking for some Tryptophan in case of seizures. There was no medicine in behind the mirror.there was nothing. I looked inside the mini-refrigerator.
Inside was blood in plastic bags. That's it. Nothing else but blood. I was slightly disgusted but shrugged it off and closed the door.
"So, are you the new Slayer or just some little girl lookin' for trouble?" A cockney accent said from behind me. I spun around and got in a defense stance waiting for trouble.