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crush Dimitri into several pieces.
I knew I had only a moment to react, and the
rain helped me none whatsoever.
I felt my element engulf me, still on the
verge of my senses, taking me over and replacing my anger and fear.
It was the burning and soulless fire, deep within me, spelled so in
times of danger I could call upon it. My tricky aunts had tampered
a little with it. Had taught me not only how to summon and control
it, but to use it at its max, when in heart-wrenching moments like
this.
The hungry fire consumed me, raging from my
inner core. My fangs were obvious, as was my now fully pissed look.
The vamp stopped and gave me a very odd look, one of terror and
curiosity. It was as if he sensed the change within me, the power
that could very well end his miserable and ungodly existence.
I struck the vampire with everything I had,
managing to only singe Dimitri, which was better than being hurt. I
focused all of myself into lighting his ass up, envisioning my
parents murderer. I saw that bastards face encompass the one before
me, and I lost all self control.
My scream of rage got everyone’s attention,
which slowed the vamp and Dimitri just enough for Commander Ian to
get a few shots into the vamp. Dimitri shifted, twisted, and I
watched as the vamp’s head rolled to my feet. He was very much
decapitated.
I took my boot clad foot and used the silver
coated spiked heel to crush the vamps skull. I could see the mush
of brain matter emerge mixed with black blood. It was nauseating to
say the least. The unholy piece of shit was dead after losing his
head, forgive the pun, but I was unable to stop myself.
I sensed Dimitri emerge from his half
crouch, cautiously inching closer to me. He was not so much afraid
of me, as for me, but knew I was reliving my past and was in
another world altogether.
Dimitri slowly reached for my hand, taking
it ever so gently, and led me inside. Ian ignored us and had
several other hunters patrol and soldiers remove the remains. They
would be burned immediately.
Commander Ian knew as well my delicate state
of mind, and that we would shower and find solace in one another,
and Dimitri and I knew he had everything under control.
Dimitri dropped me off at the shower, down
the hall from our rooms, and went to get me a much needed change of
clothing.
I undressed slowly, trying to avoid touching
brains and other bits of flesh.
Someone was quite loudly, to me at least,
coming down the hall and then there were two sets of boots. One was
Dimitri bringing me my clothes.
“ Is she
alright?”
Ash… he had come to check on me.
“ Fuck,” I groaned to
myself. I didn’t need another battle of who’s was bigger and
better. Why couldn’t those two just freaking get it over with, when
I was not around of course.
I tried to ignore them as the water sluiced
over me, washing away death, and my past horrors.
“ She’s fine. I’ve got to
bring her clothes. I’ll tell her that you asked about her.” Dimitri
replied, hostile and protective.
“ I plan to stay and wait
for her.”
I could sense a fight brewing but I wanted
nothing to do with it. Fortunately Lane was there all of a sudden.
Her elfin stature made it hell for me to hear her approach, so she
was always sneaking up on me.
“ Boys, I suggest you carry
this to the training yard. I will take her clothes to her.
Commander Ian is waiting for you both.”
I smiled at how easily she could fix
everything. It was one of the many reasons I loved that girl. She
was not blood but might as well have been. I was lucky I knew, to
have so many people care for me, to protect me. At times it was
just freaking stifling though. Now was one of those times.
Lane let herself in quietly, knowing I would
have heard the whole encounter. She sat by the door and waited for
me to respond.
“ Thanks, I appreciate
that,” I whispered. She didn’t reply for a long time.
She knew I needed support not two love sick
pups trying to get my attention.
“ Your clothes are on