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Chapter 4: Saving 'the stupid girl'
Vixen leaped off Thunder and landed on the roof of a large building.
"Hurry, Vixen," Thunder said telepathically from the sky, "Van Helsing's coming."
Vixen quickly tugged on a pair of black gloves and put on a pair of kneepads. She walked backwards until she was at the very edge of the building. Then she ran as fast as she could towards the other end and took a flying leap to the next building. The black haired woman slammed against the large window but the suction cups on her hands and knees prevented her from falling down. The window was huge; about three times her height. Taking a deep breath, Vixen climbed up the window until she came across a little hatch. She pulled it open and crawled inside.
The room was dark and musty, like nobody's been in it in a long time. The furniture was covered in a thick layer of dust. Vixen took off her gloves and kneepads while looking cautiously around the room. There was no one in sight. She lit a match and waved it around, searching for the safe. It could be anywhere in the room. When she came across a large portrait of a man, she stopped. The man wore a large, grey beard and thick glasses. His eyes seemed to follow her every move, and it seemed to know why she was here. Vixen curled a finger under the wooden portrait and pulled. The picture came away smoothly, hinged on the side. And behind it was a safe.
"Typical," she muttered, pressing her ear against the cold steel. She twirled the dial to see what she was up against. Layers of metal muted the clicks, she would have to concentrate to open it up. Vixen held her breath and twisted the dial, one cog at a time. For other people, each cog would be hard to identify, but to a master thief like Vixen, each cog had its own distinctive signature.
"One," she breathed.
"Hurry, miss," Thunder's voice said in her head, "Van Helsing is coming!" Ignoring it, she continued to twist the dial.
"Two."
Footsteps. Someone was coming in!
"Come on," Vixen breathed. Click, click. The footsteps were getting louder.
Click. Click.
"Vixen! Get out of there! Another man and Van Helsing's inside the building!" Thunder shouted.
Click, click.
"Come on, baby. Talk to me."
Click. Thunk.
"Yes!"
Vixen twisted the handle and the little door swung open. She reached into the safe to take the jewels out, when the door to the room creaked open. Vixen grabbed for her gun to find that she forgot it.
"Shit!" Vixen muttered. The man walked into the room and closed the door. Vixen squinted her eyes, trying to see who it was.
"Hurry up, stupid girl. The owner's coming!" The man said in a familiar voice.
"Van Helsing?"
"Yes! Now hurry up! We don't have much time!"
Vixen nodded and took out a large bag from her cloak. She stuffed all the jewels into the bag as quickly as she could and then closed the safe.
"You done?" Gabriel asked. Vixen nodded and they ran towards the large, glass window. The footsteps were getting louder.
"Move aside," Van Helsing ordered. Vixen obeyed and he used his crossbow to smash open the window. Then he aimed his crossbow at another building and fired. The arrow with a string attached to it wound itself onto a rack on the building.
"Is that secure?" Vixen asked.
"No," Gabriel replied just as the door opened. He grabbed Vixen around the waist and swung them across. A shout of protest was heard back from the building and suddenly, bullets were shooting at them. Unfortunately, the rack started sliding towards the edge of the building because of the two people's combined weight. Gabriel and Vixen attempted to swing all the way across, but because the rack was too close to the edge, they didn't succeed. Bullets shot at them as they dangled in midair.
"Well, you're really smart," Vixen said sarcastically as a bullet nearly grazed her ear.
"Let's see you come up with a better plan."
"This wouldn't have happened if it weren't for you!"
"Me?! I just saved your life!"
"You? Save my life? I would've been better off without you! Endangered my life is more like it!"
"You know what I learned about you? I learned that you're a stupid girl that is never thankful for anything anybody does for you," Gabriel snarled.
"Well do you know what I learned about you, oh great vanquisher of evil?! You're an insane, and annoying man that doesn't know when to leave people alone!" Vixen shot back. Before Gabriel could reply, the rack started to tip to the side, causing them to jerk lower.
"The rack's breaking!" Vixen exclaimed.
"Damn! Where's that bird of yours?"
"His name's Thunder and I don't know," Vixen replied, then she started to shout, "Thunder!" Soon, they were both shouting as loud as they could. The people firing the bullets seemed to give up when they saw how much danger they were in. The rack tipped over and Vixen tightened her hold on Gabriel's coat. Gabriel noticed that Vixen's eyes were tightly closed.
"Are you ok?" He asked her. She nodded, but her eyes remained closed.
"What's the matter?" Gabriel asked as her hold on his coat tightened even more.
"I--I don't w-want to die," she stammered, her eyes still refusing to open, "I know you probably think I'm a coward."
"And why would you think that?" Van Helsing asked. His arm around her slim waist tightened. Surprised, Vixen opened her eyes. Gabriel never really noticed how beautiful and special her eyes were until now. They looked like normal eyes when seen from far away, but up close, you could see how different they were. Every emotion and pain she felt was reflected in those eyes. It was like looking into her very heart and soul. And right now, fear and embarrassment were reflected in the grey orbs.
"Because your the great vanquisher of evil. You're not scared of anything," Vixen replied. Van Helsing laughed.
"I may be the 'great vanquisher of evil,' but that does not mean that I'm not scared of anything, even I'm scared of death. The only ones that aren't scared of death are the fools, it takes great courage to admit that you're scared."
"Maybe you aren't as insane as I thought you were, if you could comfort me at a time like this," Vixen said, smiling up at Gabriel. Suddenly, he had an urge to lean down and kiss her. He didn't know why, but he wanted to feel how soft her lips were. Just as he was about to give in to his temptations, the rack fell down. They started dropping, but before they hit the ground, Thunder swooped down and caught them on his back.
"Are you two okay?" Thunder asked telepathically.
"Yah, we're fine," Gabriel replied as he kneeled down to check Vixen's pulse. The woman seemed to have fainted when they sped towards the ground. After he made sure she was okay, Van Helsing looked down at the sleeping woman. She looked so peaceful when she was asleep. For once, when Gabriel looked at her, her face was void of suspicion and worry.
Vixen woke up the next day to find herself on her own bed.
"Where am I? How did I get here?" She asked out loud.
"You're in your house. Van Helsing brought you back, Miss. Camrize," Carl said.
"Oh…so where is Van Helsing now?" Vixen asked, sliding out of bed. She realized that she was wearing the same clothes she wore yesterday.
"He's downstairs, waiting for you to come down to breakfast."
"Oh, then tell him I'll be there when I change into some more comfortable clothes," Vixen said as she walked towards her closet. Carl nodded and left the room, closing it firmly behind him. He walked downstairs and into the dining hall.
"So has she woken up?" Van Helsing said as Carl walked in.
"Yes, and she's coming down right after she changes into something more comfortable," Carl said before sitting down for breakfast.
"So what've you been up to last night, Carl?" Gabriel asked.
"Oh! I was looking for information on vampires and werewolves. I'm trying to invent something that would stop Dratama from getting too close to Vixen."
"When do you think you're going to be finished?"
"Hm…maybe in a day or two," Carl replied, while pouring himself a cup of milk. Before Gabriel could reply, a voice interrupted him.
"Good morning, gentlemen," Vixen said as she walked in. Carl nodded and smiled at her, but all Van Helsing could do was stare. She was wearing a long, white dress with a blue cape tied around her neck. With her long, black hair set loose down her back, she looked like an angel fallen from the sky.
"Van Helsing? Were you listening to what I was saying?" Vixen's voice shook him out of his trance.
"What?"
"I said that I need to go out somewhere today and I asked you if you are going to go with me," Vixen repeated, looking very annoyed.
"Where are you going?" Van Helsing asked, trying not to notice how her eyes seemed to shine in the sunlight.
"Why should I tell you? All you need to say is yes or no," Vixen said. Annoyance flashed across Gabriel's face. How could he have ever thought that the stupid girl looked like an angel?
"You should tell me because I'm the one that's going to go with you," Van Helsing replied.
"Then don't come with me then! I don't really care!"
"Uh…I'll be going now," Carl said quietly, as he watched Vixen and Gabriel argue with each other. He wasn't about to stay here and watch the next war start. Just as Carl walked out of the dining room, he heard Van Helsing call him back. Groaning, he walked back in. Carl let out a breath of air as he saw Vixen and Van Helsing sitting calmly at the table.
"Carl, I'm going to go out with Vixen today to somewhere," Gabriel said the last part with a glare at Vixen.
"Do you want to go with us or do you want to stay here?" Vixen asked with a smile, ignoring Van Helsing.
"Uh…no. I want to work on something in the library," Carl said quickly. Vixen nodded, and Carl walked out of the room. Unknown to all of them, a dark figure with blood red eyes was watching them through the window.
Dratama's Lair
A cloaked figure with large bat wings knocked on a large, wooden door. The cloak covered the person's whole body, including the face.
"Who is it?" A cold voice said from behind the door.
"It is I, my Lord. May I come in?" The figure asked. The doors creaked as they opened by itself. The winged creature walked into the pitch-black room and bowed.
"You better have a good reason for interrupting me," Dratama said coldly, sitting up in his coffin.
"We have found out where Vixen and Van Helsing is headed today, my Lord," the servant said, not looking up at Dratama.
"Excellent," Dratama said as he got up from his coffin. He flung on his cloak, his blood red eyes shining even brighter than his servants. Dratama spread his wings and flew out into the cloudy sky.
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