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Demon Fighters

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Edgar and Alan had been searching for Kelsey all night long and had come up with nothing, no blood, no body, no trace of her.

It was really starting to get to Edgar, "Man, we got to find her! I shouldn't have let her go alone...this is all your fault!"

Alan glared, "What do you mean, it's all my fault? You're the one who pissed her off!"

Edgar glared back, "So! You were the one who said we should split up!"

"Well! You're the one who told her to 'man up' and go out all by herself! She's probably out hiding somewhere just to get back at us."

Edgar shook his head, "No. No she wouldn't do that to us; no matter how pissed off she was, something must have happened to her..."

"Aw Edgar, just chill out will ya? She can take care of herself. It's getting late, why don't we head back.."

'NO! I'm not leaving without her!" Edgar crossed his arms over his chest and sent a stubborn look at Alan.

Alan sighed, "Will look for her in the morning, she's fine. Let her blow off some steam."

Edgar ran a hand through his hair and sighed, defeated than said, "Fine, lets go home. But if she doesn't come back, I'll make you vampire bait!" and with that settled the boys got on their bikes and rode home, the sun raising as they did so.

***With Kelsey***

She was on a beach, the soft sand sinking under her weight as she stood observing party goers dance around a fire drunkenly.

It was dark; the cool night hair blew her blonde locks into more disarray as she looked up at the sky to find it was a full moon.

Far off, she could hear a lone howl of a wolf or something like one and readied herself for battle.

Pulling out her sword, Kelsey walked closer to the party and looked around for Alan as he sat in the middle of the crowd sipping lightly from a beer but looking the entire bit alert.

Kelsey heard movement on the sand about a yard away behind her and knew it was the werewolf she and the boys had been tracking.

This one was different than Quinn, a young one with a huge taste for blood and guts.

It had to be destroyed part human or not.

Kelsey readied herself with a calm but yet nervous demeanor, sending a quick prayer before the beast struck.

She turned swiftly and plunged her sword deep into the shoulder of the beast and it howled in pain, swinging his paw at her and catching her in the stomach cutting her with it's claws and throwing her aside like a rag doll.

The people around the fire all panicked except for Alan who pulled out his own sword and got into position.

The werewolf was one foot away from him when he made to strike.

But the beast caught him off guard before cutting to the left than hitting him head on in the side, causing Alan to drop his sword and gasp in pain as he felt his ribs break under the pressure.

Kelsey sat up and yelled in outrage and anguish as the wolf tore into Alan's neck.

She stood up and grabbed her sword before running at the two figures and stabbing the wolf with a brutality she never knew she had and finally killed it.

Kelsey ran to Alan who laid in the sand, mauled but still alive and fell to her knees beside him, sobbing uncontrollably.

He looked at her weakly, "Kelsey, I can feel the change in my body….I'm one of them.."

She watched in horror as his eyes closed painfully and he started to writhe in pain, his body changing shape..

"Ahhh!" Kelsey yelped as she sat up from her make shift bed, sweating heavily.

"It was all a dream. It was all a dream, it's not real," she muttered to herself before looking around the basement type room; sun shinning through two small windows that sat on both sides of the room, trees limbs or bushes covering them slightly.

Her brown eyes swept over the room again before finding Quinn sprawled out on the cement table with a blanket rapped around his waist and legs sloppily; his mouth slightly parted as his smooth chest slowly rose up in down.

Scratching her head with a small smile, Kelsey realized she had to use the bathroom.

So, sitting up, she cleared her throat and said, "Quinn, Quincy…Quinn wake up!"

The boy didn't move.

'why me?' Kelsey thought to herself before yelling his name loudly, "QUINN! WAKE UP NOW!"

The brown haired werewolf, jumped up his eyes half closed and looked around swiftly before meeting her pointed stare.

"What?" he asked; untangling himself from his blankets.

Kelsey sighed, "I need to use the bathroom.."

He looked at her blankly for a second or two before standing up and walking over to her 'bed' and started to take off the ice packs from her leg, they were in a need of changing anyway.

"What are you doing?" Kelsey asked with a raised eyebrow.

Quinn rolled his eyes, "Taking you to the bathroom," he pulled the blanket she had off her and gently slid one arm under her thigh while the other went to support her back and he lifted her off the floor with ease.

"I can walk you know," Kelsey stated glaring at him.

He smirked, "No you can't."

"Yes I can!"

"No, you can't."

"Why not?"

Quinn rolled his eyes, "You have a broke leg stupid why else?"

"Your mean," she said as they came to a iron bar gate that opened up to a door that opened up to the cemetery.

Kelsey's brown furrowed as they walked out of the 'house' and out into the sunlight, Kelsey looked back at the building they just came out of and read over the door, James Hanson, loving father, loyal husband her eyes widened.

"You live in a crypt? I thought only vampires lived in crypts!"

Quinn looked at her with a sarcastic look, "Well, now you know different."

Biting her lip, Kelsey looked around and asked, "Where we going?"

"To the bathroom,"

"And where is that?"

"Over there," he said pointing to a small shed like building with a big restroom sign over the door.

"They built that for all the joggers around the place."

"Oh," she was a little surprised when Quinn carried her into the bathroom and sat her on a toilet in a stall, "I'll be outside when your done; call me when your ready," he said then walked out of the bathroom, leaving her to do her business.

After a little while Kelsey called for him to come get her.

Quinn walked in when she was decent and picked her up again then walked out of the bathroom heading back to the crypt.

"Thanks," she said as he walked.

Quinn smiled, "No problem. What do ya want for breakfast? I went to the store day before yesterday."

Kelsey shrugged as they went in the crypt/house, "What do you got?"

Sitting her down on the cement table that was probably Mr. Hanson he went over to a large cooler that sat in a corner and dug through it, "I've got ham and cheese, mayonnaise, steak…fruit…that's pretty much it."

Kelsey shrugged, "Got any bread?"

"Yep,"

"Okay, how bout a sandwich?"

Quinn stood up with the packet of sliced ham and cheese in his hand smiling, "You got it baby doll.

"Don't call me baby doll."

"Whatever Darlin"

"Don't call me 'Darlin' either..."

Quinn smirked at her, "Whatever you say…sweetheart."

Kelsey groaned, "You know what? Just shut up."

Quinn chuckled, "OK, babe."

"Shut up!"

A/N

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