Lupo sat and waited, hidden inside the small excuse for a shack. Body parts and chemicals littered the tables and shelves while the foul odor rose to meet his nose as he balanced himself in the rafters. The door swung open and he watched Malfatto enter with Amelia on his shoulder.
He squeezed her butt again, rubbing and pinching it before he threw her down on a dirty, old, and hard bed. The only sound she made was a soft umph as her vocals cords and mouth failed to work together from the medicine. The doctor walked over to a desk and picked up a pair or cutting sears, looking the bloody blades over before walking back to his victim.
Lupo watched as he cut her dress off, leaving her in a slip and panties. Malfatto hummed happily as he pulled the torn clothes away and stared down at her. What little light that poured into the small room was enough for him to see, just as it was for his hunter, but Malfatto wanted her to see everything he was going to do. He walked around and lit every candle until the room was fully illuminated.
Lupo had to stifle a gasp as he saw the extent of the gore in the room, while Amelia began to softly cry letting tears stream down her face in silent terror. Body parts and barely alive women were in corners while hanging from the walls were hides of various animal and humans, a shrunken head of a wolf rested on the mantel close to where she lay while book and papers with detailed drawings and extensive writings littered the rest of the mantel. Blood and other wastes and fluids covered the floor while the walls seemed to be spattered with what Lupo couldn't tell as chemical or bodily fluids. Mold grew in many area and bugs and rodents feasted on the rotting flesh that seemed to be everywhere.
Malfatto stood next to Amelia, not bothering to hide his sadistic grin. He sat on the bed next to her limp body and purred into her ear. "I have been waiting for this night for weeks and finally, you're all mine. I want to see inside your head, see how you work. But first," he gripped her breasts and roughly fondled them in his hands. "First, I just want to fuck you until your pretty little body is raw."
Lupo has seen and heard enough. He quietly descended to the floor and crept up on the doctor. As his hidden switchblade extended and locked, Malfatto turned around in just enough time to block his hunters attack. "Welcome to the party Lupo!" he exclaimed with a twisted grin. He grabbed Lupo by the throat and shoved him back onto a table. Vials and glasses crashed to floor as needles and empty syringes flew against the wall the table was against.
"Amelia, meet Il Lupo, the prowler, the elite hunter, the wolf in your nightmares, your stalker. He was contracted to kill you with me but I guess he had a change of heart. A lamb in a wolf's disguise this one is indeed."
Lupo struggled to gain his footing on the slick floor and stumbled back into the table. Suddenly he was thankful his vest and cape were as thick as they were as a dull needle pressed against his side just under his arm, unable to penetrate the fabric. He turned to gaze back to Malfatto, who had returned to his prey unconcerned with the man trying to fight him. "You know doctor, I'm sure you will be replaced in a few days time. The assassins will find and kill you for killing the daughter of their wealthiest funder, and the Borgia won't ever miss you. You'll be another forgotten memory within a year…" he paused to choose his next words carefully. "Just like your parents have become."
Malfatto slowly turned to stare at Lupo, his eyes wild and filled with rage, his smirk turned into a full scowl as he barred his teeth. Lupo just smirked softly. "I can see your frown doctor. It's not befitting of you I must say." He finally got his balance and rose to his feet.
Malfatto growled as he rushed Lupo, his feet steady and unfaltering from being used to the condition of his safe house. Lupo moved to the side just enough to dodge the oncoming punch and keep from slipping onto the floor. Instinct kicked in as Malfatto went passed him. He grabbed the back of the doctor's head and slammed it down into the table.
Amelia laid there unable to look away; her body wouldn't work for her. She could feel her dinner about to come up from the stench and the fear. Tears streamed down her face as she watched the stranger knee the man she had grown to care for in the small of his back. She wanted to scream and run, but nothing seemed to work right, the medicine effectively keeping here paralyzed.
Malfatto grunted as Lupo's knee made solid contact with his right kidney. He felt the pain shoot through his back and hips as he fell to his knees. He clawed at the table, trying to stand but unable as he felt a fist hit the back of his head. He slumped forward onto the table before falling to the side with a thud.
Lupo carefully walked over to the bed and began to pick Amelia up when something whizzed by his head. A syringe stuck out from the wall in front of him. He turned around to see Malfatto grabbing another syringe, this one filled with a bluish liquid. It was the same medicine he used on Amelia. He moved to hop over the bed as the doctor aimed to stab him in his legs. He felt a pressure against the sole of his boots and heard a loud snap as the needle broke away from the syringe. He carefully landed over Amelia, straddling her as he fumbled to remove the embedded needle.
Malfatto laughed harshly as he stood up and shook his head as though an unpleasant thought passed through his mind. He stumbled to the table at the foot of the bed and grabbed a syringe filled with the paralyzing potion. Lupo got off the bed in a hurry and slid across the floor as he lost his footing and fell to his chest in what he prayed to God was chemicals but smelled of infection and urine. He could hear the chuckle and soft whimper of Amelia as the bed creaked. "Looks like our skilled wolf can't even find his footing my dear."
He looked back to see blood pouring from her arms as he began to cut into flesh, moving from her shoulders down to her wrists. He managed to get onto his knees and hands when he heard the bed shift again and felt a sudden weight forcing him back down as his neck was pinched.
"Always remember to know your enemy and their tactics. When it's down to life or death and they miscalculated, don't be the dumb wolf to aimlessly attack at the opening only to realize they had a more thought out plan when it's too late. You are the wolf, and as such must show calm intellect and strategy…"
He fell limp to the floor. Malfatto grinned as he rolled Lupo over and stood over him. "You know, normally I would kill her first so you could watch your attempt go in vain. But you are an annoyance I had not anticipated and do not want."
"Sometimes, timing is everything… And it's all you will have most of the time."
He pulled a small knife from his coat and flicked it open, unaware of the locking of the switchblade. "What first? Honestly, I just think I'll slit your throat now and tear you apart later." He kneeled over Lupo's chest grinning. "How sad. Cause I'm a fair player. Since I was going to get the kill I would've let you lose your virginity to her as you took hers."
Malfatto placed the blade at his throat; ready to slice it threw his clothing and skin. "You forgot something doc," Lupo said as he raised his hand. "I'm a murderer, not a rapist!" The blade slid easily between Malfatto's lower ribs through the thick coat. "You missed and hit my necklace, but better luck next time."
He pushed the gasping doctor to the floor and carefully got up. He removed his cape and hood as he approached the bed. Amelia was still looking in the opposite direction. She had heard the exchange but seen nothing. Lupo took what he could of his cape that was clean and wrapped it around her arm. "Let's get you out of here and both of us cleaned up."
He picked up Amelia, who was still sobbing silently and walked out of the shack. There were no horses or carts to help him get away faster. He simply moved as fast as he could to a safe distance and sat her down. "I'll be right back." He turned and ran back inside the building.
Within minutes, as he returned, the shack caught flames. Amelia saw the bright fire as he picked her up and began walking away. "You're lucky. He was going to do horrible things to you." Silently he cursed his emotions that were going to see him hunted and killed but the very men he had once fought alongside of.
Amelia couldn't tell you what time it was, but it felt like an eternity, when she finally drifted to sleep. All she knew was this stranger was still carrying her somewhere, and she was still terrified.