Okay readers, here's the last chapter of The Kitty Cat. I just wrote it today so I hope you like it. I went over it but if there are still mistakes in it I apologize. I really wanted to post it. I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I'll be adding another chapter after this one but it's only going to be an authors note but you should read because it's going to explain a few things of what's going to happen next. Anyway, without further ado, Enjoy the final chapter of The Kitty Cat!
Disclaimer: I still own nothing, except Vanessa, Jessica and Tiffany (who I only actually partially own)
Chapter 14
I had been searching all day for Leland but I had no luck. It should have been easy to find him but boy was I wrong. He had gotten farther than I thought he was capable of doing with his injuries. I was getting ready to give up when I heard something that sounded like yelling.
I started heading towards it. If it wasn't the girl or Leland than I'd see what the person was doing. If it was they were going to have wished they hadn't been yelling. I ran through the tree cover and nearly ran into Leland. I managed to stop before I could hit him.
I stood there and looked at the shape he was in. He was was covered in bite marks and claw marks that were all still bleeding. He had a gash on his forehead that had stopped but there was blood on the side of his head from it. The shirt he was wearing was only bloody rags now and he looked worse for wear. I couldn't believe he was still standing on his own two feet without any help.
I pulled my gun out and as soon as Leland saw it he pulled out his own and pointed at me. I wasn't scared though. I had been trained to face this sort of thing at the CA. I wasn't backing down unless I knew I had no chance. Leland was hardly able to stand though so I thought my chances were pretty good.
"What the hell are you looking at kid?" Leland snarled at me. "Get out of my way before I have to blow your head off."
"I'm not moving." I told him with a straight face. I just hoped this guy wouldn't have a whole lot of extra strength if he got pissed.
"I will hurt you if you don't get out of my way kid."
"I doubt you'll be able to do to much damage." That pissed him off and he shot at me almost point blank range. I barely managed to dodge and the bullet grazed my cheek giving me a shallow cut. Leland meant business.
"You know it's not very nice to go around shooting at people." I told him a smirk which was quickly wiped off my face when Leland charged at me with a knife. I hadn't expected that and he managed to get me on my left arm. I winced as the impact from the knife jostled my dislocated shoulder.
I started dodging his blade. He was moving faster than I expected and I wasn't getting enough time to aim my gun at him. I was good with hand to hand combat but not when my opponent had a weapon and I didn't. I had my gun but if I used it as a shield then I most likely wouldn't be able to shoot it anymore.
As the fight, if you could call it that because I was on the defensive the whole time, continued I was starting to get tired. Which wasn't good. If I started getting sloppy then I'd give Leland even more of an upper hand than he already had and I couldn't afford to do that. I had to end this fight as quickly as I could.
As Leland came towards me with again I sidestepped and tried to turn around, but I wasn't fast enough and Leland managed to stab my left shoulder with his knife. I screamed in pain and fell to my knees. My shoulder was burning now and my vision was slightly blurry because of the pain.
I shook my head to clear my vision and got to feet and spun around to face Leland. I stopped just had he tackled me to the ground and had his knife at my throat. I froze. For the first time since the night my parents had been killed by Zagine, I was scared for my life. Leland knew what he was doing and he wasn't going to hesitate to slit my throat.
"Any last words kid?" He asked me with a smirk on his face. When he spoke something clicked in my brain. I remembered I had my gun in my hand and he hadn't secured my hands so I could still move them around. I tightened the grip I had on my gun and pointed it at Leland's chest. I cocked it and he tensed.
"I'm not going to give you time to pull that trigger kid."
I don't need yout o." And with that I pulled the trigger. Leland fell on top of me and I somehow pushed him off. There was no way he could have survived that bullet. I had shot him at point blank range. Even if I hadn't hit his heart I had probably hit something else that was important. There was no way he was going to survive.
I got up and looked at him. Where I had shot him there was now blood soaking into his shirt. I started backing away. I knew I had killed Tom and Trent and the guy that had been in the car, but I hadn't seen the bodies so I could ignore it. I had seen Leland's though, and the reality of what I had done hit me. I shook my head, spun around and ran. I started running back to Karl's.
I couldn't believe what I had just done. I was being trained to become a killer, Zagine had even once told me I desire to kill was flawless, but with what I had just done I wasn't so sure. I mean I had never intended to kill until I was assigned my first mission. I hadn't expected I'd kill anyone when I was eleven, but here I was holding a gun in my hand. A gun I had just used to kill for men that had done absolutely nothing to me.
I didn't realize where I was until I stopped to catch my breath. I was standing on a stone bridge just outside of town. I was debating whether or not to even go back to Karl's. I had a warm bed waiting for me but I couldn't get the image of Leland after I had shot him out of my head, and I really didn't feel like explaining to Vanessa and Karl what had happened. I just wished I could wake up in the morning and have this whole night just be some kind of nightmare. I knew it wasn't though.
I pushed away from the side of the bridge and started slowly walking back to the city. I knew when I got back I'd have some explaining to do, and I knew I couldn't tell anyone about what I had done tonight. I'd just tell Vanessa and Karl that I had snuck out and gotten into a fight. I knew they probably wouldn't believe me but at least they most likely wouldn't question me about what had really happened.
Before too long I was standing in front of the gate outside of Karl's mansion. I took a deep breath and squeezed through the bars. It was a tighter squeeze than it used to be but I still managed to get through. I slowly walked up the driveway. I was stumbling slightly because the blood loss was starting to catch up with me.
As I came into view of the house I noticed the curtain from the window in Karl's office move like someone had been holding it back so they could look through the window. A few seconds later the front door burst open and Vanessa and Karl came running.
"Train!" Vanessa cried out when she saw the shape I was in. She ran up to me and pulled me into her arms. "Oh Train! What happened to you?" I opened my mouth to say something but my voice didn't come. There were shadows in the corner of my vision too.
"Train?" Vanessa pulled back slightly to look at me. "Train?" I could hear Vanessa but it was getting harder and harder to make out what they were saying. I closed my eyes as the beating my body had taken let me know the pain I was in. Before too long the only thing I was aware of was black.