Dare to Kill a Daredevil
Chapter Three
The Murders Begin
Junior drove the barrel of his Beretta 96 Centurion further onto the ex-gang member's head, Brick, or as he now was called, Gary.
Gary was an ex-gang member of the 8-Balls, having betrayed his gang by giving some information to the cops that later on led to a sting, a drug bust.
The two 20 year olds were wearing the attire of baggy name brand jeans, expensive shoes and rock band T-shirts, their large hairy arms colored in tattoos. Branded onto Junior's right hand was the emblem of an eight ball, as Gary's branding of his gang had been cut away by the very members of his gang leaving a large nasty round scar.
The ex-gang member was on his knees, his eyes tightly shut and teeth gritting. "They set me up man!" He pleaded, "I was black mailed!"
Junior sneered, "That doesn't matter, what does is you betraying us!"
"But it wasn't my fault."
"Shut up Gary!"
From behind the two footsteps were heard. Junior turned his head around and Gary opened his eyes, they saw nothing.
Junior looked back to Gary but turned his head once more when the footsteps started again and still nothing. Now completely turning around walking away from to where he last heard the noise.
Gary saw his opportunity and took it, sprinting forward with all his might and ran.
Junior heard Gary escaping and bolted for him, but within his third step he heard meat tearing and bones snapping followed by pain running from his back to his stomach. His arms and legs went limp and his head hung forward then found himself weightless, like something was holding him up in the air, a warm liquid shot its way up his throat making him cough it up. Junior heard a terrifying scream from Gary and tried to look at him but couldn't move, the only thing he could see was a sharp metal object sticking out of his stomach. "Oh shi . . ." He barely gurgled from is blood-covered mouth, "The . . . devil." Then his heart stopped.
Kurrten pulled his spear out letting the dead weight drop to the ground and stepped back looking at the other human whom had its back pressed against the wall of a nearby building. It was pathetic really, this was a full-grown human, a male to be exact, bigger and stronger then the female's of it's species, and it was terrified of him. Didn't the thing have any dignity? They were intelligent creatures after all.
His face concealed by his air tight horned mask making him look like a devil, it was there to help him breathe in the dense air. He lifted his upper tusk pressing a button inside his mask just in front of his toothy mouth making the field of vision in his mask change.
The computer eyes flashed and he now could see in X-ray vision, his surroundings cold in his heat seeing vision except for the human. Zooming onto the human's chest looking past it's skin, muscle, chest bone, tendons and other organs to it's rapidly beating heart. Kurrten squinted his eyes, it was going to die of a heart attack shortly, so he just turned his invisibility field on, changed the vision field to its normal viewer settings and waited.
First it started to gag, laying its right hand across its chest over its heart digging it's clawless fingers into its skin then collapsed onto its knees and fell forward to the concrete.
He walked to the thing and looked down, it's eyes and mouth were open and its fingers were twitching. Smiling under his mask and lifted his spear above the still breathing body driving the blade into its side. His spear easily cutting through the meat and bones until it hit the ground, turning the spear in a circle listening to its insides slush around then yanked it out tearing muscle and tendons with it. Kurrten lifted the blade of his spear to his eyes for closer observation of the bloody mess then flung it onto the wall.
What he just preformed on the second was a mercy killing, but what he did to the first by coming in cloaked and attacking from behind was almost against the Hunter's code, though striking it from behind uncloaked was pushing the rules, luckily he was hunting along this time. He didn't care of taking either of the bodies this time, this and a few more killings would be his exercise hunts until he would begin the real hunts by hunting the more worthy and dangerous prey.
Looking down to the carcass, then to the first and hobbled his way over to a wall, dug all hand and feet talons into the small crevices and scaled up the building.
Any other of his species, male or female, would easily be able to reach the top of these brick laid buildings in a minute or under, but his damaged leg made the climb longer and harder.