Please note, although I don't own the tomb raider cast, I do own Valleera
and Raven.
Joining Forces
Chapter 8 – Interlude with a Vampire (!)
Valleera Angel slammed the phone down and spun around, sword drawn. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a fleeting black shadow. She surveyed her surroundings. The alley she stood in was empty apart from a few cardboard boxes, assorted litter, the broken phone booth she was standing in and the frothy-mouthed mutt raiding bins at the other end. The banshee-like scream sounded again. Storm stepped out into the rain. A dark figure landed on the floor in front of her.
"Delira."
"Valleera."
"My tribe have given your people enough chances. Where is the Nephilim?" Delira spat.
"Come get it." Storm spat back, fangs bared.
Delira drew her blade with a swishing noise and spun it in the air, catching it again deftly. Then it began. CLASH! CLASH! CHINK! CLASH! Metal against metal sounded again and again as the two warriors feinted left and right then struck like lightning.
Storm fell, collapsing, and a visible slash in her black leggings. Crimson blood was seeping from the wound and glistening in the moonlight. Deliira stood over her foe, blade touching the fallen woman's throat.
"'Tis a shame it should end like this. I always liked you – you know that right?"
Delira growled at her injured quarry. Then she tightly grasped Vall's hand, pulled her up and pushed her up against the wall. Holding her still with one hand, she tucked one of her auburn curls out of the way and showed her vamparic teeth. As she lent over Valleera, preparing to feed, a sudden red- hot pain shot through the length of her body. She staggered back and saw the handle of a dagger, the length of the blade plunged deep into her heart. As Delira looked down, Valleera bounced off the wall, then rebounded of the opposite wall of the alley, sword drawn. As she flew backwards her weapon slashed into the back of Delira, who sunk to the ground. Vall sheathed her sword and kicked her onto her back. Then she drank in the knowledge that she had won the battle, and that Blizaara was safe for a while longer.
A male landed beside her as she finished her feed.
'My wife – I didn't know the Nephilim had allies of our kind?'
'Raven. I do not think our kind ally with the destroyers of Enoch.' With that they kissed and flew into the sky as one.
Joining Forces
Chapter 8 – Interlude with a Vampire (!)
Valleera Angel slammed the phone down and spun around, sword drawn. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a fleeting black shadow. She surveyed her surroundings. The alley she stood in was empty apart from a few cardboard boxes, assorted litter, the broken phone booth she was standing in and the frothy-mouthed mutt raiding bins at the other end. The banshee-like scream sounded again. Storm stepped out into the rain. A dark figure landed on the floor in front of her.
"Delira."
"Valleera."
"My tribe have given your people enough chances. Where is the Nephilim?" Delira spat.
"Come get it." Storm spat back, fangs bared.
Delira drew her blade with a swishing noise and spun it in the air, catching it again deftly. Then it began. CLASH! CLASH! CHINK! CLASH! Metal against metal sounded again and again as the two warriors feinted left and right then struck like lightning.
Storm fell, collapsing, and a visible slash in her black leggings. Crimson blood was seeping from the wound and glistening in the moonlight. Deliira stood over her foe, blade touching the fallen woman's throat.
"'Tis a shame it should end like this. I always liked you – you know that right?"
Delira growled at her injured quarry. Then she tightly grasped Vall's hand, pulled her up and pushed her up against the wall. Holding her still with one hand, she tucked one of her auburn curls out of the way and showed her vamparic teeth. As she lent over Valleera, preparing to feed, a sudden red- hot pain shot through the length of her body. She staggered back and saw the handle of a dagger, the length of the blade plunged deep into her heart. As Delira looked down, Valleera bounced off the wall, then rebounded of the opposite wall of the alley, sword drawn. As she flew backwards her weapon slashed into the back of Delira, who sunk to the ground. Vall sheathed her sword and kicked her onto her back. Then she drank in the knowledge that she had won the battle, and that Blizaara was safe for a while longer.
A male landed beside her as she finished her feed.
'My wife – I didn't know the Nephilim had allies of our kind?'
'Raven. I do not think our kind ally with the destroyers of Enoch.' With that they kissed and flew into the sky as one.