WARNING: Swearing, sex reference

9 – Reunion

Hunter had finally gotten Heresy to calm down. She'd talked and talked but he'd just blanked it all out until she looked at him for some kind of reaction.

"I'm sorry," he said slowly hoping it was the right thing to say after whatever it was she had been whining about. Heresy flicked her hair back and wiped her eyes.

"It's alright. I mean, I'll get over it. Eventually," she said and then stood up. He looked at her. "Thanks," she said and then pulled a smirk.

"That's the last girliness you'll be getting from me, buster," she said, her tone of voice changing back to her bitchy self. "Let's get murdering then."

"Why do you wanna kill her again?"

"I just told you," Heresy said. Despite her acted innocence she knew exactly that he hadn't listened and she was actually quite grateful that had been the case. She preferred her little secret to stay, well, secret.

"Yeah, sure," Hunter said and grabbed his bullet belt and gun off the side table. "Got a car."

"I got a bike," she said proudly. Like her big sister, Max, Heresy was immensely proud of her bike. It was like her hair dark with streaks of bright green and it was just as bitchy as she was.

Heresy and I stepped out of the motel. She was dancing to a silent tune that played for her only. What the hell was her problem? Crying her lungs out the one moment the jiggling her ass the next. Then she stopped and I followed lead. Parked next to her bike was a sleek black car.

There was a guy leaning on the side and another standing beside to him. I noticed fear rising in Heresy. Fear from the first guy, because it sure as hell wasn't that other guy. Bastard-boy sure looked more intimidating but I'd encountered worse. After all I had grown up in Manticore.

"419, what a coincidence," the first said with a smirk. "Made a few more male friends," he added with a glance towards myself. I noticed he wasn't paying much attention to me but rather the girl.

"Ames," Heresy hissed. Outside she kept her cool and cruel exterior but I could see through that. I remembered her whining the name Ames in her conversation and associated it with the most crying. Why, I couldn't remember.

"One of those wolves again," Ames said. "Haven't seen one of those in a while." So he'd seen some of my siblings too. Seemed I was the only one who hadn't.

"Sir, we could go hunting for them too. They're not far off."

"Good idea, Otto. Slaughter some transgenics in the middle of nowhere," Ames said shivering with pleasure. I breathed in deeply to analyse the situation.

Heresy was afraid.

White wasn't scared but rather uncomfortable. It seemed he didn't like being around her.

That Otto guy was almost pissing his pants but he was doing a good job not seeming it. I glared in his direction and felt his heart race. Never failed. Then I pulled a gun, just to be sure and turned my gaze back to Ames.

Ames snapped his gun out of a holster and pointed it at me. I kept mine hanging by my side, calm and collected. Please, if I couldn't dodge a bullet what kind of transgenic would I be. By the time he pulled the trigger, I would have already raised mine and done the same.

"Now, now," Ames said with a grin. "We don't want a cop killed by transgenics on the news, do we?"

"Put the gun away, Hunter," Heresy muttered. I looked at her confused, but kept my gun where it was.

"Hunter," Ames repeated and grinned at me. "Interesting name. What do you hunt?" I rolled his eyes. Why did everyone always have to ask me that? I got the name when I was a 10-year-old, you freaks, from my sister.

"Everything," Heresy answered for me. "And then he kills it," she used my line. And I'd worked so hard on that.

"Snakes," I said looking in his direction. I would have grinning had I been the type but I kept my face straight, it scared people more.

"Snakes, huh?" Ames said.

"Yeah, and then I kill them," I repeated the now old age joke. "I like 'em raw."

"That other wolf did the same, smelt things I supposed," Ames said with a grin. Now he was scared, but that didn't change anything about how I didn't care. It was Heresy's problem. I just had to kill my sister. Wait…

"Other wolf?" I didn't think he was talking about Blaze. She didn't tell people what she smelt. Two… or Hawk.

"Had him behind bars for a while," Ames said. Two then. But he got out, because I'd seen him only days ago. I was getting bored with this. Two was fine and I'd kill Blaze later. I turned back to Otto, who shivered under my gaze again. Ames noticed I didn't care.

"What are you doing here, Ames?" Heresy asked. It seemed she'd gained some confidence after my snake comment. Did she know about his snake affiliation? I'd just smelt it but I guessed she knew more.

"Just had to get rid of a few things," he said and pointed his gun at her. I raised mine and shot his hand. It moved with the effect of momentum, but he showed no sign of pain.

He put the gun back into his holster and looked at his hand. The bullet was still in it because it hadn't gone through the gun, so he pulled it out. I felt disgusted. What human couldn't feel a bullet through his hand. But then again, he didn't smell very human.

"Don't want me shooting her then?" Ames asked with a smirk.

"I need her."

"Lured you into her hellhole then," he said grinning widely at the word hole. I didn't say anything, what was it any business of his? "Yes?" he laughed.

"No, Ames," Heresy said. "Hunter is helping me kill someone," she explained. "He's very good at that."

"Let me remind you I've got quite the body count too," Ames said and wiped the blood from his hand off on Otto's shirt.

"Let me remind you I've got quite the body count too," Heresy repeated. If I'd listened to her before, I would have know the history between them and then I'd know if I should shoot him or not.

Ames was looking down at her in a disgust she'd never known. The man she loved more than anything hated her, hated her so much he wouldn't put it behind himself to kill her.

"Ames," she said softly. Ames took a step back from her outstretched hand.

"You're one of them," he said with a hiss. The council had revealed that there had been Manticore freaks out since 2009 and that they had barcodes on the back of their necks. At first Ames was sure that she'd just gotten herself a tattoo, but he remembered her mentioning two different times of having gotten it. "You're one of those… freaks."

"Ames, what are you talking about?" Heresy asked. She might be intelligent but even if he knew about transgenics, why would he hate her so much?

"You're one of those freaks my father created to keep me and the coven in check," he continued. Heresy's eyes widened at the confession. Freak, she could take, but the fact that Ames' father had created her, that just alluded her.

"What the hell do you mean?" Heresy almost yelled. She was getting slightly angry with his hatred towards her. She wanted it to be the way it used to be. Happy little affair. She got up and took a step towards him. He slapped her. She kept her head aside and let the tear run down her cheek. Then she turned around.

"Since you're in such a great mood, Ames," she said. She was really pissed now. Now matter how much she loved him, she was going to hurt him. She was going to hurt him real bad. "I'm pregnant."

"I should have had them kill you," Ames said. "I was hoping they'd make a mistake."

"You were hoping they'd get rid of the kid, Ames, not that they'd kill me. You loved me too much for that." Ah, Hunter thought. That's what this was about. Children and love. Those things always fucked things up.

"That's what you think," Ames said. Heresy laughed. Her confidence was there, full power and she was ready for major mental damage.

"No, Ames, no. We both know it's true. Why else could I escape your clutches when Alec saved me? Why else were we able to leave with Luxie? Why else haven't you tried to kill me since then? Why, Ames, why?" She was yelling now. Angry but Hunter could feel the passion in her heart. She didn't want to kill him, she wanted… peace. Female were so complicated.

"Hey, I have to kill someone. Can you two get it over with?" he said lazily. He really did have enough of this bickering.

"Kill me, Ames. Come on! Shot me!" Heresy yelled. "If you hate me that much, shot me!" There was a moment of tension. Nothing happened but glares exchanged between the transgenic and her former lover. Hunter was bored, hopping from one foot to the other. He wanted to kill Blaze, anyone, now if possible. How long had it been since his last murder? Twelve, thirteen hours?

He grabbed his gun, pointed it at Ames and pulled the trigger. Heresy's eyes widened as the bullet went straight through Ames' left shoulder, shattering the car's window. She slapped Hunter and then ran over to her lover.

Otto just stood there, staring and hoping that he wouldn't be next but Hunter spun the gun on his finger and popped it back into his holster.

"Sorry, bitch cat. I gotta be off," he said grabbed a bike, hotwired it and eventually zoomed off.

"No," I muttered, tears running down by face. Somehow this little bullet hole made me really, really sad. It was nothing and it didn't even hurt him, but I didn't want him to get shot. Sure I was angry…

"419," Ames muttered and I squeezed his shoulder. Although it didn't hurt him, he corrected himself. "Heresy."

"You're losing a lot of blood, Ames. You have to get to a hospital."

"I'll be fine, Heresy. Don't worry," he said softly and ran his hand across her face. He wiped the tears away, but they just kept coming. "I'm sorry," he said.

"We could have been happy," she said quietly but Ames shook his head. "I loved you, Ames."

"I still love you," he admitted quietly so Otto couldn't here. Otto wasn't listening anyway, he was to confused to be more confused at the moment.

"I love you too," Heresy said. "But we play on different sides now, huh?"

"I wish I had the courage to kill you," Ames said with a smile across his face.

"There are enough people who're willing to do that for you, Ames. And I know my big sister will be angry when I tell her I didn't rip your head off."

"Will she know why?"

"No one will," Heresy said. "No one but Hunter, Otto and the two of us."

"That's a pretty big number of no one's, Heresy," Ames said and sat up. The two of them got to their feet.

"I wish I coulda had that kid," she said slowly.

"A transgenic-snake cult kid?" Ames said with a smirk. "That would have revolutionised the world. Plus, if you'd read up on us, that kid would have been killed either way."

"I'd have punched you," she said and laid her head onto his shoulder. "So now we run off in different directions and hope not to see each other again?"

"Yeah," Ames said slowly. "Because when they hear about this…"

"… I'm gonna be so dead," Heresy finished. She looked up again and then he leaned forward and kissed her. Otto who had glanced sideways turned back t his laptop, embarrassed and defiantly on the brink of totally, utterly, completely and forever confused.

Yeah, so are we! Heresy is such a freak. Don't you feel kinda sorry for her? Awww… sucked that she had to be the thing he hated the most and eventually vice versa.

Hey, wasn't she really angry with him in Pack Instinct?… Anyways, we'll be back with the other next chapter

Next chapter, things get cleared up at Luke farm cept… somewhere in Seattle, people meet up and make bad, bad plans…