A/N: Okay..short, sucky chapter..i guess. But reaally, it's just to start things up cos i'm in a BIG writer's
block 'ere. Appriciate the reviews..you have no idea how much that means..sniff..
Chapter 30: 00:00:00
"Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy Kingdom come, thy will be done…"
In the observation room, there was something unexpected going on…
In bright red, the clock reads 00:00:02...00:00:01...00:00:00...
Over to the window, nobody could see anything through the red fleshy mass…Time was up.
"…On earth as it is in Heaven."
The number of vampires were doubling and King stood no chance against them. Where the fuck were Abby and Kasumi? If this was revenge for the urine in the juice thing, fuck…this was bad timing.
"Marco…" King spoke in his ear piece, "Marco!-- Get your ass in here, Whistler!"
Abby smiled, there was a playful glint in her eyes, hidden behind those dark sunglasses. She could hear him yelling in her ear-piece. Abby paused, slipping her ear buds in, turning on her MP3 player…and then the fighting instincts kicked in--
King balls up his fist and punches one across the jaw, he decapitates another and finishes off the first, throwing stakes with blinding speed but that wasn't enough--they just kept coming and coming…
The wall behind him suddenly blew apart, plaster flew everywhere, light creeping in, ashing vampires nearby. Abby, on her motorbike, flies into the room, soaring over King's head, and lands, laying her bike sideways in a slide.
Abby grinned. "Polo."
The sprinklers suddenly exploded, showering everyone with water. Vampires recoiled, retching, wiping their burning faces. Well, it's not really water…more like, oh say…garlic gas?--but it wasn't enough to kill them. Just enough to distract them.
"Now, that's entertainment." King said.
The ashen remains of the vampires were popping and crackling like campfire embers. That did the heart good to finally see these fuckers go down. "I thought they'd never die."
Abby looked at him over her shoulder. "We'll take it from here. Go, before they get a wake-up call." King gave a slight nod before hurrying off, equipped with a walking arsenal of weapons.
Abby looked down, a silver spike sprang out from the toe of her boot. She smirked. If someone came up to her this morning and asked, "Pleasure…or business?" it'd be both, and those two were not pretty mixed together. She could only hope that King would find her…
…before it's too late.
00:00:00...00:00:00...00:00:00...
The pain surged through his body like some fucking…waterfall. His lungs were aching. He couldn't see anything. He couldn't even fucking feel his own legs. There was nothing he could do to even try to deny death. Because it was coming…
And boy, was it coming on an earlier flight…
King sprinted down the hallway, an irritated look on his face. And to think that vampires had hi-tech material…sometimes, it would be just fuckin great if they'd just say, "Go here, here, and then here to find the girl. We surrender. You win."
Or at least a sign…
He found himself right in front of a steel door with a sign on it, written on bright, rainbow colors, it said: THE GIRL IS IN HERE.
What the fuck?