~Author's note: A very short chapter this, am really sorry. I'll just say
that they actually expect you to work at uni, who'd guess? Anyway, same as
usual applies, you review me, I'll review you. I worship the ground
reviewers walk on etc. lol. Hope you enjoy this, um somewhat short chapter,
and hopefully I should have more coming your way soon. Thank you to
everyone who reviewed the last chapter, you rock!
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"Say goodnight Lutador."
Adrastos' words penetrated the haze surrounding my mind, and echoed through my head. The master vampire had allowed his previously concealed smirk to spread across his face as he prepared to strike the final blow. He really thought victory was his, but then again he wasn't the one with a perfect view of the entrance to the underground room.
"Hey! You started the party without us?" Tugger's voice only distracted Adrastos for a second, but a second was all I needed to yank the stake out of my gut and bury it deep in the master vampire's chest. I watched his body crumble into dust, until my lightheaded state of mind forced me to my knees and the world swayed in a beautiful and dizzying waltz around me.
The racing of my heart and the rush of blood in my ears drowned out the noise of the battle that was echoing through the sewers. At certain times in my life, when I was younger and somewhat more naive, I had taken to listening to the rhythm of my heartbeat, the one thing that reminded me that I was alive and that I had to keep fighting. At this moment my heartbeat pounded in my ears, and still it comforted me.
I winced as the pain managed to cut through the haze clouding my mind. My ears could hear the sound of the battle again, and my eyes regarded the destruction of the vampires with more than a little satisfaction. Now that Adrastos was out of the picture, his minions weren't faring so well. The bloodsuckers were mere fledglings, probably no older than 20 years old, if that. One by one they burst into clouds of dust, and were no more.
"Munk, are you ok?" Alonzo stood above me. The black and white tom appeared torn between anger and worry. A slight twinge of guilt tugged at me for putting him in that dilemma.
"Right as rain," I replied, sluggishly getting to my paws, trying to reassure him. Already I could feel the blood leaking out of the wound slow to a trickle and my legs seemed a lot steadier than earlier. Quick healing was a perk of the Lutador thing, I suppose.
"What the hell did you think you were doing?!"
I groaned as Tugger came into view, unlike Alonzo he appeared to have chosen anger and where Tugger was concerned I oddly felt no guilt.
"If I had waited any longer then these four would have been corpses by now," I gestured to the hostages who whimpered and huddled together upon hearing my words. I had tried to keep my voice calm and controlled but I was fighting a loosing battle as my anger flared up defiantly.
"You nearly got yourself killed!" Tugger went on.
"And what a shame that would be, you would have had to find yourselves a new Lutador," I replied flippantly.
To be frank, I'd had enough. I was tired, in pain and I just wanted to get back home and rest. Maybe that was in the back of my mind as I turned my back on Tugger to make my way out of the sewers. I hadn't counted on his temper though, I felt his claws grip my arm and he spun me round to face him.
"If you really think that's all you are to us then you're more of an idiot than I give you credit for!"
My cheeks burned as he stormed off through the sewer and I glanced round to face everyone. They were all silent, having just witnessed my not so pleasant exchange with Tugger.
"Right everyone, let's get out of here," I growled while scowling after Tugger's retreating form.
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"Say goodnight Lutador."
Adrastos' words penetrated the haze surrounding my mind, and echoed through my head. The master vampire had allowed his previously concealed smirk to spread across his face as he prepared to strike the final blow. He really thought victory was his, but then again he wasn't the one with a perfect view of the entrance to the underground room.
"Hey! You started the party without us?" Tugger's voice only distracted Adrastos for a second, but a second was all I needed to yank the stake out of my gut and bury it deep in the master vampire's chest. I watched his body crumble into dust, until my lightheaded state of mind forced me to my knees and the world swayed in a beautiful and dizzying waltz around me.
The racing of my heart and the rush of blood in my ears drowned out the noise of the battle that was echoing through the sewers. At certain times in my life, when I was younger and somewhat more naive, I had taken to listening to the rhythm of my heartbeat, the one thing that reminded me that I was alive and that I had to keep fighting. At this moment my heartbeat pounded in my ears, and still it comforted me.
I winced as the pain managed to cut through the haze clouding my mind. My ears could hear the sound of the battle again, and my eyes regarded the destruction of the vampires with more than a little satisfaction. Now that Adrastos was out of the picture, his minions weren't faring so well. The bloodsuckers were mere fledglings, probably no older than 20 years old, if that. One by one they burst into clouds of dust, and were no more.
"Munk, are you ok?" Alonzo stood above me. The black and white tom appeared torn between anger and worry. A slight twinge of guilt tugged at me for putting him in that dilemma.
"Right as rain," I replied, sluggishly getting to my paws, trying to reassure him. Already I could feel the blood leaking out of the wound slow to a trickle and my legs seemed a lot steadier than earlier. Quick healing was a perk of the Lutador thing, I suppose.
"What the hell did you think you were doing?!"
I groaned as Tugger came into view, unlike Alonzo he appeared to have chosen anger and where Tugger was concerned I oddly felt no guilt.
"If I had waited any longer then these four would have been corpses by now," I gestured to the hostages who whimpered and huddled together upon hearing my words. I had tried to keep my voice calm and controlled but I was fighting a loosing battle as my anger flared up defiantly.
"You nearly got yourself killed!" Tugger went on.
"And what a shame that would be, you would have had to find yourselves a new Lutador," I replied flippantly.
To be frank, I'd had enough. I was tired, in pain and I just wanted to get back home and rest. Maybe that was in the back of my mind as I turned my back on Tugger to make my way out of the sewers. I hadn't counted on his temper though, I felt his claws grip my arm and he spun me round to face him.
"If you really think that's all you are to us then you're more of an idiot than I give you credit for!"
My cheeks burned as he stormed off through the sewer and I glanced round to face everyone. They were all silent, having just witnessed my not so pleasant exchange with Tugger.
"Right everyone, let's get out of here," I growled while scowling after Tugger's retreating form.