Illinois
Russo's Garage
April 13th
4:53 pm
Connor walked into the dimly lit garage and found Sasha with a wrench working under the hood of his car.
"How's it going?" asked Connor. Sasha jumped and turned with wrench in hand ready. "Don't sneak up on me like that"
Connor shrugged, "Sorry didn't mean to scare you, how the car coming." Sasha just growled "Well you did, and the car is great. Who ever modified it knew exactly what they were doing this car is pumping out maximum horse but with no damage. It's very impressive work". She turned away from Connor and went back to what she was doing when he walked in. "And if the person behind the wheel knew what the hell they were doing, this baby be would be in perfect shape"
Connor didn't hear the last comment as his mind wandered to another shape, when he saw Sasha bent over the interior of his car. She finished tightening the last bolt and she stood up ending Connor's fantasies. "Okay, she's now ready to go."
Turning to her tool box she withdrew an invoice.
Connor looked over it and frowned, "A hundred dollars for a tune up"
Sasha smiled "Yea the old girl really needed it"
"Yes but I didn't ask for a tune up"
"Ahhh its ok you didn't have to, I just knew"
Connor just rolled his eyes and pulled out five hundred dollars in cash and put it in front of Sasha's grey eyes "The extra two hundred is so that if anyone asks you forget I was here. Understand?"
Sasha smirked "I never met you" she said as she took the money in front of her. Connor smiled and started to walk towards his car until he heard her say "You know Connor; we have a problem now, don't you?"
Connor turned around his hand on the butt of the pistol tucked in his belt. "Really what's the problem?" He said in a calm steady voice, he trained his expression not to give a way any thing.
Sasha smirked and pressed her body against his, so he could feel her ample breast, and her beating heart. "Well you're cute, rich, well dressed, strait, saved me from rape, and dangerous I may just jump on you right now." With that she pressed her full against his. Connor at first didn't respond at first in utter shock, but when he realized what was happening, he kissed her back with great vigor. She broke the embrace and smiled walking away she motioned with her figure for him to follow into the office. Connor smirked and started to follow until a familiar smell hit him, phosphorus. Sasha looked back to Connor when she saw he failed to follow her, "What's up?" she asked. Connor didn't answer, but instead stared out of the open garage door at the car that just pulled in to the street. "You know if you hadn't noticed, I'm a really hot woman asking you to follow me into my office, to have great, crazy, kinky, anonymous sex." Connor didn't respond.
It was a large black sedan with dark tints and three men stepping out. All of them were dressed in business suits and long over coats, all seemingly armed with large caliber pistols and from the smell of phosphorus they were loaded incendiary round.
Fire, even the small amount produced by incendiary rounds, was a vampire's worst nightmare.
Connor reached behind his belt and pulled out his desert eagle. At the sight of the large weapon Sasha back away eyes wide. "Sasha, do you have a gun?" She continued to back away. Never taking his eyes of the men coming out of the sedan "Sasha, if you want to stay alive go to your office, get your gun, and hide" Sasha still didn't respond "SASHA, DO IT NOW" Connor yelled still not taking his eyes of the three men who were now a aware of Connors presence and turning to him.
Connor's raised voice snapped Sasha out of her trance and sent her running for her office. Connor raised his weapon and fired, sending a 12.7 mm piece of lead at more than fourteen hundred miles an hour into the body of first his assailant. The man went down from the shear impact of the massive round hitting his chest. The other men turned and fired their weapons. Connor didn't move as saw the flaming tips of the rounds coming towards him, missing only inches his head. He continued to fire at the two men as a single round burned its way into Connor's abdomen. Ignoring he fired that burned his insides, he continued to fire at the men now running for cover. He emptied the rest of the twelve round clip before the man made it behind the relative cover of there car.
Hitting the clip release Connor pulled his last clip out of his pocket and rammed it home in one well practiced move. Pulling the slide he aimed again before the first magazine had a chance hit the floor. He heard Sasha close the door to her office, finally reaching her end.
The man that Connor first fired on stood up, a gaping hole in his chest, and started to fire back. These were no common street thugs these, were Connor's immortal brothers.
Connor ducked behind a car in Sasha's garage and fired back, the bullet in his gut hurting immensely from the damage done by the now extinguished fire. Looking over the car he saw the other two men taking a queue from the risen comrade both returned to the fight, sending a wall of lead his way. Aiming at the head of one attacker he fired hitting dead on target. The vampire's head cocked back as the round tore into him. "Fuck, I really don't liking these guys." Connor said to himself as he continued to return fire. He had to get in close, and finish this fight, he didn't want any stray bullet hitting a gas tank setting the whole place alight or worse hitting Sasha.
Standing up he ran full speed to the three men still firing at him. While incendiaries were better for hunting vampires, they were also easy for Connor to see in flight. He ducked and dodged avoiding the flaming round. The rounds set his clothes on fire as they passed though, never hitting skin. Finally reaching his target he put the muzzle to the head of one of the vampires. The Vampire was young, and inexperienced he hadn't been able followed Connor's run through the hail of bullets, but by the time he did, it was far too late. "Boom" was all Connor said before firing his weapon at point blank range, into the vampire's head.
Before the Vampire's now headless corpse hit the ground the other two turned to him weapons blazing with their fiery ammunition. Connor moved fast enough so that he could feel the heat of the flaming bullets pass next to his face. He effortlessly moved to the second man putting the enemy vampire between Connor and the Vampire still firing. Connor put the barrel of his weapon to the belly of his current and unloaded the last of his clip into the man's stomach. Before the man could recover from the pain, Connor dropped the pistol and brought the heel of his hand into the man's nose forcing the cartilage from his nose into his frontal lobe.
All the while the other vampire unleashed a torrent of hellish rounds at his comrades back in a vain attempt to hit Connor. The vampire in front of Connor still reeling from pain couldn't stop Connor. With one quick motion Connor ripped the vampire's throat open. Grabbing the now exposed spinal column he pulled out three vertebrae, killing a second vampire.
Connor let the bloody trophy hit the ground as the last man, dropped his empty pistol and drew a machete from a sheath under his long coat.
Connor squared his stance and put his hand up, ready for the fight. The man rushed at Connor swinging his heavy blade. Connor stepped aside, but only to duck as well placed cut almost made contact with his neck.
Sasha looked out of the window in her office at this, deadly exchange. She didn't know what was happening, but she saw Connor move with an ungodly speed even dodging the bullets that tore the air intent on killing him. She saw a guy take a round from Connors monstrous gun in the head and shake it off all she could think was "this can't be real". Next she saw something that fifteen minutes ago she would have said was impossible, she saw Connor literally tear the spine out of one of his attackers.
Now the only one left was coming at Connor with a machete. Seeing enough Sasha reached for the shot gun she kept under the desk and headed back out.
Connor was starting to feel his exhaustion a week of hard fighting and not feeding in four days had left the old soldier with little strength left. The tip of the enemy vampire's blade cut through the front of his shirt and to the flesh underneath. The wound stung and blood started flow freely. In his weakened state there was nothing he could do but retreat from the blade as it whistled towards him.
He backed up until he felt the wooden wall of the garage at his back. He stood up strait ready to face death with his head held high. The vampire smirked nastily "Goodbye, my prince. Give my regards to the former king" with that the man brought the blade down, but it never came instead he heard a loud boom. The man fell to the ground headless.
Sasha stood behind where the vampire had been with a smirk she, and drops of blood that had sprayed on her face. She looked at Connor and said "Nice friends". She tried to sound tough but the pale look to her face and the haunted look in her eyes betrayed her true feelings. With the lack of danger Connor sat leaning heavily on the
Looking at Connors once white shirt ripped and now crimson, brought her to his side. "Holy shit, hold"
"I'm fine we need to leave right away, get what ever money you have here and get in the mustang go"
Sasha raised an eyebrow at him "Fine your bleeding every were and you ay your fine" She moved to the edges of the ripped shirt and pulled "This isn't exactly what I had in mind when I thought about ripping your clothes off but close enough." The fabric fell back to reveal his midsection covered in sticky blood. "Sasha we have to go before there friends come looking for them" said Connor as he stood up slightly light headed from all the blood loss and exertion. Putting all her weight behind her Sasha pushed a weakened Connor against the wall.
"Okay you're defiantly not alright, look at all this blood I need to clean it before I can bandage it." she ran into her office and came back with a water bottle and a first aid kit. She found Connor walking to his car wobbly. "Stop, God, do you have a death wish" she said again pushing him this time onto the car. She poured the water on to his chest and stomach washing a way the blood. To her surprise, what she saw was a perfectly tanned, well muscled, unbroken body not a single wound was left from his fight. "I've been trying to tell you it's not my blood, I'm just tired. But we seriously need to leave now grab what you need and get in the car" Sasha just nodded and ran to her office grabbing what ever money there was in the small lock box she kept, her shotgun, and her first aid kit and ran to the car.
She found Connor looking through the dead men's pockets, pulling out any cash, ammunition, or weapons. He then opened the trunk and deposited his new prizes into it.
Moving to the black sedan he again looked through it for any thing useful. He returned with a couple boxes of ammunition, more money, a pair of sawed of shotguns, and a small cooler. He put the rest of his haul in to the trunk with the rest but put the cooler in under the back seat.
It hit her then that the man, who ten minutes ago was she was ready to sleep with, was a ruthless, efficient killer. He tried to get into the driver seat, but Sasha stood in his way "What do you think you're doing?" Connor looked down to her and said "Getting into my car"
"No, no, no you can barely stand I'm driving you get in the passenger side" too weak to argue Connor did as he was told. "Head for New York, We'll be safe there. Don't stop for any things unless you have to." Mumbled Connor weakly before passing out cold in the passenger's side.
Sasha sat behind the wheel and stepped on the gas pedal. For some unknown reason she had abandoned her home, livelihood, and everything she knew got into a car with a man who had killed three others with no hesitation or remorse. Yet For some strange unimaginable reason she was ok with that. She had never wanted to spend there whole lives in that garage. "I guess this is my way out." Sasha thought as she drove to an unknown future.