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It had been twenty minutes since Mac had left the loft. Richie had been sitting at the table ever since. He still couldn't believe what Dri had said. He'd been thinking about it ever since.
Speaking of Dri, he figured he should check on her. He wanted to make sure she wasn't having another nightmare. He got up and walked over to Duncan's room.
"SHIT!" He yelled when he opened the door.
Dri was no where in sight. He ran over to the open window and looked down the fire escape. No sign of her.
"Dammit," He said hitting the window frame.
Richie ran out of the room, grabbed his jacket and headed out the door. He had to get to the marina fast. He just hoped that Mac had made it there before Dri.
He got to his bike, put on his helmet and took off into traffic. He only prayed that he made it in time.
It was five pm and traffic was heavy. Weaving in and out Richie raced to his destination. An accident two blocks ahead was slowing him down.
"Come on, come on! I don't have time for this!"
He looked around. "Aagh!" He yelled as he swerved onto the sidewalk. He had to get to the marina. Time was too precious right now. He stayed on the sidewalk, avoiding a few pedestrians here and there until he passed the accident.
Richie looked behind him as he went back on the street. The marina was only a block away. He turned his attention back in front of him. He sped up and hurried to his destination.
When he stopped his bike in the parking lot, he felt the presence of another immortal. He put a hand on his sword and turned around.
"What are you doing here?" Mac asked in his face.
"Jesus, you scared me!" Richie said with a hand on his chest.
"You're supposed to be watching Dri."
"Oh I would love to be doing that, honestly I really would, but here's this thing. She snuck out the window."
"What?"
Duncan took off running onto the docks. He had to find 'The Quickening,' which as Dri said wasn't too hard to find. Richie was on Mac's heels. As they approached the boat, they felt Alec and Alec felt them.
"Richie, when we go inside, I want you to get Dri and get out of there. Got it?"
"Loud and Clear."
Not two seconds after Richie complied with Duncan's wishes did Alec walk on deck and into view.
"Welcome to my home Highlander." He said smiling. "I see you brought a friend. Richie was it?"
"Where is Dri?" Duncan asked.
"Who? Oh you mean Audrina. Her mother and I never did like the nickname her father gave her. Audrina is so much nicer don't you think?"
"Much," Richie agreed sarcastically.
"Oh I'm being rude aren't I," Alec said. "Please come on board."
The two men walked onto the boat.
"Enough games Zane," Duncan said. "Where is she?"
"Right here," A voice said behind them.
Duncan and Richie turned around to face the stairs to the cabin. Dri was standing there. Her hair fell in long tattered strands around her bruised and bloodied face. Her lip was split top and bottom. Blood streamed from her nose. Dri's face was almost completely purple.
Her sweatshirt was gone and only her green shirt, which was now torn in many places, remained over her jeans. There were blood stains on the shirt and even some on her pants. Bruises covered her arms up and down. Who knew what was under the shirt.
"Ahh Audrina. How nice of you to join us."
"Go to hell." She spat with what little energy she had. "Now, now," Alec replied calmly. "That's no way for a young lady to talk."
Richie just stared at her. Duncan had his attention trained on Zane.
"My god," Richie said going over to her.
He reached out to her and she jumped out of his grasp.
"Dri," He whispered.
"Get out of here Richie. You too Duncan. He only wants me. Please leave."
"Not a chance." Richie told her.
Duncan turned back to Alec. "You're sick, do you know that?"
Zane started laughing. "It's not like it matters. She's going to die right after you."
Both men pulled their swords.
"Richie get her out of here now!" Duncan yelled over his shoulder, not taking his eyes of Zane.
"There's no need Richie," Alec said. "This will only take a minute."
Zane brought his sword towards Duncan and the highlander blocked. Swords clanged and sparks flew. Dri just stood there against the wall of the cabin staring at the two men fighting.
"Dri," Richie said, walking over to her again. "Come on we have to go, now."
She looked over at him. "What's going on?"
"Dri, come on, let's just go," he said reaching out his hand.
She looked at it skeptically. She slowly reached out her hand. Richie grabbed it and pulled her behind him. He carefully pulled her past the two battling men and off the boat.
Mac was taking care of his own battle. He kicked Zane in the stomach, causing the man to stumble back.
"I will have the girl Highlander," Zane said as he lashed out with his sword.
Duncan blocked the blow with his own sword so that the two were face to face. "You will never touch her again."
He swept Zane and sent him crashing to the ground. Mac stabbed him in the chest and pulled the sword out. Zane writhed in pain and dropped his sword. Duncan kicked it out of his reach.
"I give my word," He whispered just before he struck the final blow.
A few second later lightning struck all around breaking many of the windows of the yacht. It struck the water around the boat sending it spurting up in large amounts.
Duncan cried out as he felt Zane's life force enter him. He screamed as the energy poured through his body filling him up from top to bottom. He yelled and yelled until it finally ended and he fell to his knees.
He took a moment to catch his breath and stood up. He took one last look at Zane's beheaded body.
"I give my word." He said again.
The highlander than turned and walked off the boat. He went back to the parking lot and found Dri sitting in the passenger side of the TBird. Richie was kneeling next to her. Her eyes were wide with fear as he walked towards them.
"What happened?" She asked in a choked whisper.
Duncan sighed. "You don't have to worry about Alec. He can't hurt you anymore."
"The lightning and the.." She trailed off.
"Look let's get you back to the loft. Richie follow us?"
Richie nodded and stood up. "You got it Mac." He glanced at Dri one last time and went to his bike.
"We need to talk," Duncan said getting in the drivers side.
"Is he dead?"
He glanced over at her as he pulled into traffic. "Yeah he's dead."
"How? I thought he couldn't die?"
"What do you mean?"
"N-nothing."
"Dri," Mac said sternly.
She sighed. "One time, a year or so ago, Alec came to me with a gun. He said if I wanted to be rid of him all I had to do was shoot him."
She looked at the passing buildings.
"What happened?"
"At first I couldn't do it, but then.then he came after me again." Her voice was starting to show hysterics. "I couldn't let him hurt me again Duncan. I couldn't!" She took a deep breath and calmed herself. "So I shot him. Three times point blank in the chest. I watched him stop breathing. I watched him die and then I watched him come back to life."
"Dri,"
"I thought it was some kind of omen," She continued ignoring his interruption. "I thought that meant I deserved what he was doing to me. I thought he couldn't die and I didn't want you to die because of me!"
Duncan parked the car in front of the dojo. He turned in his seat to look at the young woman before him and for the first time, Mac realized she hadn't cried since any of this had happened.
"It wasn't an omen. Alec Zane was immortal."
She looked at him like he was crazy. "What are you talking about?"
"It's just like I said. He couldn't die."
"Okay, let's pretend you're telling the truth. If he was immortal than how did you kill him?"
"The only way to kill an immortal is to take their head."
She stared at him, eyes wide.
"Is that what you did? You took his head?"
Mac nodded. "Yes."
"So then..I mean.."
"Am I immortal as well?"
She nodded silently.
"I was born four hundred years ago, in the Highlands of Scotland. I am Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod and yes, I am immortal."
"So am I," Richie said from the side of the car.
Dri looked back and forth between the two men. "This has to be a dream," She said more to herself than anyone else.
"It's not a dream," Duncan told her. "It's all very real, but let's not talk about this anymore. Right now I want to get you upstairs and cleaned up."
Duncan got out of the car and Richie opened up Dri's door. He extended her hand, but this time she ignored it. She got out of the car on her own and wrapped her arms around herself. Mac and Richie exchanged a glance and the three of them walked upstairs.
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It had been twenty minutes since Mac had left the loft. Richie had been sitting at the table ever since. He still couldn't believe what Dri had said. He'd been thinking about it ever since.
Speaking of Dri, he figured he should check on her. He wanted to make sure she wasn't having another nightmare. He got up and walked over to Duncan's room.
"SHIT!" He yelled when he opened the door.
Dri was no where in sight. He ran over to the open window and looked down the fire escape. No sign of her.
"Dammit," He said hitting the window frame.
Richie ran out of the room, grabbed his jacket and headed out the door. He had to get to the marina fast. He just hoped that Mac had made it there before Dri.
He got to his bike, put on his helmet and took off into traffic. He only prayed that he made it in time.
It was five pm and traffic was heavy. Weaving in and out Richie raced to his destination. An accident two blocks ahead was slowing him down.
"Come on, come on! I don't have time for this!"
He looked around. "Aagh!" He yelled as he swerved onto the sidewalk. He had to get to the marina. Time was too precious right now. He stayed on the sidewalk, avoiding a few pedestrians here and there until he passed the accident.
Richie looked behind him as he went back on the street. The marina was only a block away. He turned his attention back in front of him. He sped up and hurried to his destination.
When he stopped his bike in the parking lot, he felt the presence of another immortal. He put a hand on his sword and turned around.
"What are you doing here?" Mac asked in his face.
"Jesus, you scared me!" Richie said with a hand on his chest.
"You're supposed to be watching Dri."
"Oh I would love to be doing that, honestly I really would, but here's this thing. She snuck out the window."
"What?"
Duncan took off running onto the docks. He had to find 'The Quickening,' which as Dri said wasn't too hard to find. Richie was on Mac's heels. As they approached the boat, they felt Alec and Alec felt them.
"Richie, when we go inside, I want you to get Dri and get out of there. Got it?"
"Loud and Clear."
Not two seconds after Richie complied with Duncan's wishes did Alec walk on deck and into view.
"Welcome to my home Highlander." He said smiling. "I see you brought a friend. Richie was it?"
"Where is Dri?" Duncan asked.
"Who? Oh you mean Audrina. Her mother and I never did like the nickname her father gave her. Audrina is so much nicer don't you think?"
"Much," Richie agreed sarcastically.
"Oh I'm being rude aren't I," Alec said. "Please come on board."
The two men walked onto the boat.
"Enough games Zane," Duncan said. "Where is she?"
"Right here," A voice said behind them.
Duncan and Richie turned around to face the stairs to the cabin. Dri was standing there. Her hair fell in long tattered strands around her bruised and bloodied face. Her lip was split top and bottom. Blood streamed from her nose. Dri's face was almost completely purple.
Her sweatshirt was gone and only her green shirt, which was now torn in many places, remained over her jeans. There were blood stains on the shirt and even some on her pants. Bruises covered her arms up and down. Who knew what was under the shirt.
"Ahh Audrina. How nice of you to join us."
"Go to hell." She spat with what little energy she had. "Now, now," Alec replied calmly. "That's no way for a young lady to talk."
Richie just stared at her. Duncan had his attention trained on Zane.
"My god," Richie said going over to her.
He reached out to her and she jumped out of his grasp.
"Dri," He whispered.
"Get out of here Richie. You too Duncan. He only wants me. Please leave."
"Not a chance." Richie told her.
Duncan turned back to Alec. "You're sick, do you know that?"
Zane started laughing. "It's not like it matters. She's going to die right after you."
Both men pulled their swords.
"Richie get her out of here now!" Duncan yelled over his shoulder, not taking his eyes of Zane.
"There's no need Richie," Alec said. "This will only take a minute."
Zane brought his sword towards Duncan and the highlander blocked. Swords clanged and sparks flew. Dri just stood there against the wall of the cabin staring at the two men fighting.
"Dri," Richie said, walking over to her again. "Come on we have to go, now."
She looked over at him. "What's going on?"
"Dri, come on, let's just go," he said reaching out his hand.
She looked at it skeptically. She slowly reached out her hand. Richie grabbed it and pulled her behind him. He carefully pulled her past the two battling men and off the boat.
Mac was taking care of his own battle. He kicked Zane in the stomach, causing the man to stumble back.
"I will have the girl Highlander," Zane said as he lashed out with his sword.
Duncan blocked the blow with his own sword so that the two were face to face. "You will never touch her again."
He swept Zane and sent him crashing to the ground. Mac stabbed him in the chest and pulled the sword out. Zane writhed in pain and dropped his sword. Duncan kicked it out of his reach.
"I give my word," He whispered just before he struck the final blow.
A few second later lightning struck all around breaking many of the windows of the yacht. It struck the water around the boat sending it spurting up in large amounts.
Duncan cried out as he felt Zane's life force enter him. He screamed as the energy poured through his body filling him up from top to bottom. He yelled and yelled until it finally ended and he fell to his knees.
He took a moment to catch his breath and stood up. He took one last look at Zane's beheaded body.
"I give my word." He said again.
The highlander than turned and walked off the boat. He went back to the parking lot and found Dri sitting in the passenger side of the TBird. Richie was kneeling next to her. Her eyes were wide with fear as he walked towards them.
"What happened?" She asked in a choked whisper.
Duncan sighed. "You don't have to worry about Alec. He can't hurt you anymore."
"The lightning and the.." She trailed off.
"Look let's get you back to the loft. Richie follow us?"
Richie nodded and stood up. "You got it Mac." He glanced at Dri one last time and went to his bike.
"We need to talk," Duncan said getting in the drivers side.
"Is he dead?"
He glanced over at her as he pulled into traffic. "Yeah he's dead."
"How? I thought he couldn't die?"
"What do you mean?"
"N-nothing."
"Dri," Mac said sternly.
She sighed. "One time, a year or so ago, Alec came to me with a gun. He said if I wanted to be rid of him all I had to do was shoot him."
She looked at the passing buildings.
"What happened?"
"At first I couldn't do it, but then.then he came after me again." Her voice was starting to show hysterics. "I couldn't let him hurt me again Duncan. I couldn't!" She took a deep breath and calmed herself. "So I shot him. Three times point blank in the chest. I watched him stop breathing. I watched him die and then I watched him come back to life."
"Dri,"
"I thought it was some kind of omen," She continued ignoring his interruption. "I thought that meant I deserved what he was doing to me. I thought he couldn't die and I didn't want you to die because of me!"
Duncan parked the car in front of the dojo. He turned in his seat to look at the young woman before him and for the first time, Mac realized she hadn't cried since any of this had happened.
"It wasn't an omen. Alec Zane was immortal."
She looked at him like he was crazy. "What are you talking about?"
"It's just like I said. He couldn't die."
"Okay, let's pretend you're telling the truth. If he was immortal than how did you kill him?"
"The only way to kill an immortal is to take their head."
She stared at him, eyes wide.
"Is that what you did? You took his head?"
Mac nodded. "Yes."
"So then..I mean.."
"Am I immortal as well?"
She nodded silently.
"I was born four hundred years ago, in the Highlands of Scotland. I am Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod and yes, I am immortal."
"So am I," Richie said from the side of the car.
Dri looked back and forth between the two men. "This has to be a dream," She said more to herself than anyone else.
"It's not a dream," Duncan told her. "It's all very real, but let's not talk about this anymore. Right now I want to get you upstairs and cleaned up."
Duncan got out of the car and Richie opened up Dri's door. He extended her hand, but this time she ignored it. She got out of the car on her own and wrapped her arms around herself. Mac and Richie exchanged a glance and the three of them walked upstairs.
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