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I was gonna say sorry for my horrible updating skills but I have decided that you all understand it's implied when I upload something.

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Chapter 8

Bo's eyes fluttered opened, momentarily blinded by sunlight as she shot up out of her sleeping bag as quickly as possible. She looked around frantically, searching for Tamsin. Seeing her stuff gone, she stumbled towards the door, her head spinning and her vision blurring slightly from the sudden rush of blood. She flung the door open, effectively slamming it against the concrete wall before rushing to look downstairs to find Tamsin. Instead, she found Kenzi and Dyson eyeing her as if she had gone crazy.

"Have you seen her?" Bo asked in a barely contained tone of voice.

"Uh.. who?" Dyson replied, past the point of confusion.

"Tamsin!"

"Oh," Dyson quickly changed his expression to one of contempt. "Nope."

"She's really gone.." Bo whispered to herself, sinking to her knees.

Kenzi widened her eyes, running up the stairs to her best friend, slightly winded. Internally I'm like a 300 pound fat woman, geezus. "Okay." Pause for breath. "Bo-bear." More labored breathing. "What's happened?"

"Tamsin left." Her own voice sounded hollow to her.

"But.. why? Usually people don't go stumbling around alone willingly these days."

"She said she promised to get me back to you guys, but she didn't sign up for someone else's cause."

"Figures. I told you she wasn't any good," Dyson chimed in, happiness slipping into his tone.

"Come on, bro, give Bo some sympathy. She's your friggin friend," Kenzi snapped.

Dyson furrowed his eyebrows in thought before releasing a sigh. "Alright. I'm sorry, Bo. Do you know where she's gone?"

"I have no clue. She left in the middle of the night, and.. and I think she used her powers on me?"

"What do you mean?" Dyson asked in alarm.

"She basically put me to sleep, but my mind was all foggy before I fell asleep."

"She probably used her powers of doubt on you. It's the specialty of valkyries, but you seem okay so she didn't overdo it."

"I doubt she'd hurt me intentionally."

"I'll.. just take your word for it," Dyson consented. It's not like she just left you or anything, he thought to himself. "If you want, I can try to track her scent. You said she left in the middle of the night so it might be too weak to be of any help."

"Please, Dyson?"

"Alright.. You two stick together. Make sure nothing gets too close to this place."

"Aye, aye, capt'n," Kenzi replied with a salute.

As soon as Dyson exited the building, he launched himself forward, shifting mid-air. His paws hit the soft earth before his body coiled and surged forward into the forest, all while keeping his nose to the ground. Despite his efforts, the trail he tracked met a crossroad of too many scents, and eventually, he lost Tamsin's scent. Dyson trotted on his way back, shifting into his human form as he neared the building. Once he entered, he was met with Bo's hopeful eyes.

"I found her scent, but it got mixed up with every other woodland and undead creature."

The hope vanished from Bo's eyes as she replied, "Well, you tried your best. Thanks, Dyson."

"Maybe she'll come back around," Kenzi suggested.

"Maybe.." Bo switched subjects to get her mind off of the stubborn blonde. "When do we leave for that big settlement?"

"Ah.. well, we were going to leave today, but if you need time, Bo.." Dyson trailed off.

"No, if you were planning to go today, we'll go today."

"Are you sure, Bo?" His forehead creased with concern as he asked.

"Absolutely. 100%. How far away is it?" She replied without a pause.

"It's about 2 days if we don't waste any time.. So I guess let's all pack up. Meet down here in 10." The wolf fired off the order, already moving to get all his things.

As soon as everyone was ready, they set out in the direction of the settlement with a good pace. Dyson wanted to get to another one of their temporary settlements before the sun set. He could easily see in the dark, but it would be difficult navigating with the two women trailing behind him. This post-apocalyptic world put his senses to so much use that sometimes he would get splitting headaches from focusing too hard. However, his senses came to the rescue as he caught sight of three figures lumbering awkwardly through the woods.

"2 o' clock, we got company," Dyson casually mentioned in a low tone, indicating with his chin. "We could avoid them if you want. We just have to—"

"Nope, I got this," Bo interrupted, marching towards the three walkers. She caught up to them stealthily, stabbing one of them in the back of the neck with her knife. She placed her heel in the back of its knee, giving a hard shove with her foot and causing the leg to separate at the knee. The walker crumbled to the ground as another one of the walkers lunged at her.

Dyson and Kenzi watched in awe before one of them decided to speak, "Should we.. should we help her?" Dyson whispered to Kenzi.

"Nah, dude, I think this is sort of therapeutic for her, y'know?" Kenzi said, swatting absentmindedly at the wolf's arm as a reassurance while still staring in awe. "Besides, look at her go. That's my bff."

Bo side-stepped the walker that lunged at her, tripping it. As it fell, she jammed her knife into the same spot as the other walker. The undead fellow instantly went limp, and as the succubus shifted her attention, the third walker made its attempt to gnaw on her flesh. As Bo was about to finish off the walker in the same fashion as she did with the first one, she recalled the person who taught her the technique.

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A few days earlier.

Tamsin watched Bo kill off the second-to-last walker that was in their way while easily dodging the last walker that had its attention on her. The blonde watched how the brunette seemed to struggle with the undead, aware that she wasn't used to the fact that she couldn't grab the walker or allow it anywhere near her. After all, Bo specialized in hand-to-hand combat and using her dagger to either swipe or throw at the enemy. Zombies didn't really throw punches nor did they really react to being cut so she wasn't adjusting too well. The valkyrie sighed, slapping her forehead in disappointment as Bo finally managed to use her dagger to cut through half of the zombie's neck before kicking the head off.

Tamsin bounced away from the moaning walker that tirelessly lunged at her over and over. "Hey, succubus, throw me your dagger."

"Why? You've got a giant sword!"

"One, it's not giant whatsoever. Are you blind? And two, just do it. I'm gonna teach you a neat trick." Tamsin raised her brows expectantly, dodging another attack.

Bo pursed her lips before tossing her dagger over, watching the valkyrie catch it effortlessly.

"Alright, you suck, so—"

"I do not suck!"

"Shut up, and listen to your hot teacher speak."

Bo grumbled nonsense to herself, but waited for further instructions.

"As I was saying, I noticed you're probably used to hand-to-hand combat, and as you've probably noticed, that doesn't fly so well with these undead freaks." The taller woman side-stepped out of the walker's way again, watching it flail to regain its course aimed for her. "So, your main weapon seems to be a dagger since your succuslut powers don't work on the dead, yeah?"

"Yeah," the brunette muttered. "Get to the point."

The valkyrie threw a smirk at her before giving a hard kick to the zombie's knee, severing its leg in half. She watched it fall to the ground face-down before she took the dagger, flipped it in her hand so it faced downwards, and stabbed the zombie in the back of its neck. The walker ceased all movement and sounds instantly. Tamsin reached down, wiping off the dagger on the tattered remains of its clothes. "That, succulette, is how you use a dagger in this post-apocalyptic shit world."

Bo's mouth was slightly agape as she watched Tamsin in action. She moves like fighting is second nature to her. "How did I never think of that? Does that work every time?"

"Yup," Tamsin said, emphasizing on the 'p.' She held the blade of the dagger, holding it out so the succubus could grab it.

The brunette took back her dagger, staring at it as if it was brand new. "I definitely want to try that."

"Well," the blonde woman scrunched her nose, "Let's not get our hopes up for more undead weirdos."

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As Bo's mind flashed back to the present, she had just finished stabbing the last walker in the back of the neck. She cleaned her dagger and put it back in its sheath attached to her thigh. Afterwards, she straightened her back, stretched her arms out, and turned towards her two companions.

"Well, let's get a move on," she spoke in a cheery tone, smiling.

"Aye, aye, Capt'n Bo," Kenzi said as she walked towards her friend. Dyson followed behind, stunned at having forgotten how capable Bo was at taking care of herself.

"I feel pretty good now," Bo continued on in a happy voice.

"I'll say," Kenzi said. "Where'd you learn such sweet ass moves?"

Bo opened her mouth to speak, but paused, the memory of Tamsin teaching her the tactic sinking in. She closed her mouth, the emotion wiped from her face.

As this didn't escape Kenzi's attention, she switched subjects. "I think you'll like the settlement, Bo, especially with all the different Fae there. Like I'm pretty sure it's a chi buffet."

"Sounds like fun," Bo replied, giving a small smile.

Kenzi took this as a good sign and continued talking. "And there are so many sexy nymph ladies! I bet you they'll get all giggly and let you chase them around. Except, like, stay away from Echo, who's kinda crazy and might fall in love with you at first sight.. like literally."

Dyson held his response in. He was hoping Bo would just feed from him since that seemed the easiest route, but he didn't say it out loud.

"Echo? Like in the tale of Narcissus?" Bo asked, surprise showing on her face.

"Yeah, dude. She's just casually wandering around," Kenzi explained more before quickly adding, "Don't make eye contact."

"Huh," Bo said in response, her mind wandering off into a private place as Kenzi talked about how life went in a big settlement. No matter how the little human tried to distract her, Bo always went back to the same question over and over.

Where are you, Tamsin?

A/N #2: Bo's side of the story concerning the day following Tamsin's departure! This chapter was going to be longer because I had Tamsin's side of the story tacked on, but I decided to post them separately. No worries, Tamsin's side will be posted soon! I'm writing relatively far ahead so I can post chapters at ease.. That, and I want to definitively get to the point where they're reunited, haha.

P.S. What's up with me ending these chapters in italics?