THE ONLY EASY DAY IS YESTERDAY

"The Journey of Jeremy Keller"

by OldScout

Part 32

Richie found the group an abandoned store front not far from

the bar. Jeremy carried Mandy in and tended her wounds. He knew

she would heal, but figured it would be quicker and cleaner if the flaps

of scalp and skin were in their natural spots.

Richie knew the area, and wasn't covered with blood, so he

went out to get supplies. Mandy woke while he was gone, and Jeremy

helped her clean up as best he could.

"Did you get a hold of Ryan's friend?" Mandy asked as soon as

they settled down to wait for Richie.

Jeremy nodded, "We're to meet him tonight."

The woman drew a sharpening stone across the edges of her

sword. "I have other business to take care of tonight."

Jeremy turned and looked at his companion. "You know where

Lynx is?"

"I know how to find him."

"Great, we'll look for him after we meet with MacLeod, or

tomorrow when you've had time to rest."

Mandy smiled softly at Jeremy. And leaned toward him

"You've done so much, I don't know how I could ever thank you."

"We have to stick together." Jeremy replied looking at her as she

approached him. He never read her intention until it was too late, she

swung around quickly, thrusting her remaining dagger into his chest.

Jeremy grasped at the wound in his chest. He heard Mandy

speaking in his sudden darkness "I'm sorry, my friend, but this is

something I must do myself."

It was early evening at Fat Fred's and Mandy saw the large

biker she'd been talking to in the bar. He sat on a bench behind the

building, tinkering with his motorcycle. Mandy was standing next to

him before he saw her, then he practically had a heart attack when he

recognized her.

"Where the hell did you come from?" he demanded, jumping to

his feet.

"We have some unfinished business." Mandy replied.

His face had gone white. "I saw you get cut up going through

that window, and get shot by that bastard Lynx."

The woman smiled, "It wasn't as bad as it looked."

"I guess not. What do you want?" the man said taking a few

steps from the Mandy.

"You know what I want, I was hoping we could do this a lot

easier this time?"

"Your still going after Lynx, great, those two people he shot

today were friends of mine. You want him, you got him."

"Why don't you go after him then?" Mandy replied, suddenly

suspicious.

"He has a mean, bad-ass friend that nobody messes with." the

biker replied "I figured I'd just bide my time until I could get him

clean."

"So you'll send me after him instead, if I get him or his friend

gets me, you've got one problem taken care of." Mandy summed up the

situation with a smile.

He saw the amusement in her face and smiled too. "That about

covers it."

"As long as we understand each other."

The old garage the biker described was easy to find, and just as

easy to get in. Lynx was sitting in a corner of the garage that had been

set up as a living area. Torn and ratty furniture was strewn about in an

attempt at order. The man was seated at an old picnic table with

several guns spread out in front of him for cleaning.

It wasn't hard to sneak up behind Lynx, though he worked on

his weapons, he was still in shock from earlier that afternoon. Mandy

stood several paces behind him, then reached into her pocket and pulled

out a penny. The coined rolled silently out of her hand and clanked to

the cement floor.

Lynx jumped to his feet at the sound, pulling a gun at the same

time. Mandy stepped forward as Lynx moved and was quickly inside

his reach and smiled up at him. His eyes went wide at the sight of her

so close, then she stabbed him.

Mandy slid her dagger deep into the tall man who had killed her

family and did such awful things to her. She pulled up on the knife and

felt the man's guts spill out of the wound. The look on his face was that

of dumb founded shock, the shock that she had gotten to him so easily.

She looked at him as his life rolled out. "What a stench!" she

said in mock disgust at the gore. "What have you been eating?"

Pain was all he felt, lighting thrusting through his body bringing

pain to the very core of his being. Then light, with subsiding pain. He

woke up very uncomfortable, his arms were stretched over his head,

and his toes barely touched the ground. He hung from a chain in the

ceiling. Then a new sensation pressed though his temple, like a rush of

electricity.

"Welcome back." came a woman's voice.

The woman was in a casual squatting position, leaning back

against a near by wall. She held a large double edge sword out in front

of here, standing it straight up with tip to the floor. It looked like a

giant twin of the dagger she had thrown at him.

"What happened? I thought I was dead." He gasped, still feeling

the pain in his abdomen.

"Look down at yourself." Mandy replied with a grin, indicating

the bloody mess on and around him.

"My god." he whispered.

"You stupid child." Mandy taunted. "Jeremy and I both came

back, you never understood you couldn't kill us."

He looked at her blankly. She continued "Jeremy said your

friend is immortal, but he never told you you were too. Did he? What a

shame."

A glimmer of a light came on. "I'm immortal?" he finally

choked out.

"That's right, after you die for the first time, you never grow

older, never get sick, heal quickly, and never die."

He understood and accepted quickly, suddenly all of the pieces

fit together and his situation didn't look so bleak. He laughed. "Then

you can't kill me. So why don't you just cut me down and we'll go on

our separate ways, pretend this never happened."

The woman laughed back at him. "You don't understand, no

matter what I do to you, you'll survive. Every wound will hurt just as

much as before, only you'll always come back for more.

"By the way." She added "You can die, if I cut your head off."

The horror of the situation suddenly set in as he watched her

spin the sword in front of her. "What do you plan to do to me." he

stammered. "You can't do this, I have rights."

Mandy laughed. "What do I plan to do? I'm not sure yet, but I

did get a pizza." she motioned toward the kitchen area. A partially

eaten pizza lay on the table he'd been working at earlier. "I do know

one thing." she added "You'll die screaming, just like your girl friend

did."

to be continued............