The woman watched in a kind of stunned fascination as the tall, handsome stranger pummeled her assailant.
His blows were fast and hard. One followed easily and naturally into the other as if he were dancing. Her assailant tried to throw in his thirty cents worth of fighting moves, but the stranger didn’t give him a chance.
She sat in a huddle against the opposite wall in the alley and watched his performance. Each blow overwhelmed her assailant. Until at last, the stranger brought him down to his knees.
Then, flat onto his back.
Her assailant tried to squirm away, but the stranger was too fast.
The woman yelped as he stabbed him in the chest.
The stranger attached something to her assailant’s shirt and pressed it. He stood and walked over to her. “Are you all right?”
“You stabbed him.”
“Ah. The technical term is staked.”
“But you stabbed him.”
“He was a vampire.”
She stared at him. “He was a vampire?”
“And…and he tried to bite me.”
She stood and dusted off her bottom.
“Are you all right?”
“Yeah.” She pointed limply at the entrance to the alley. “I’m just going to go that way now.” She shook the hunter’s hand. “Thank you for rescuing me. I’m going now.” She turned and tripped over an empty cigar box.
He caught her before she hit the ground.
She looked up at him, at his kind green-blue eyes.
He smiled. “I’ll walk with you until you get your legs back. Okay?”
She nodded, at a complete loss for words.
It happened all so fast.
They were walking hand in hand. Just a girl and her guy talking and planning their future.
Then, something rushed out of a dark alley and grabbed him, pulling him into the dark. “Ahh! Angelica!”
“No!” Angelica hurried after them. “Tim!”
The creature looked up at her with widened pupils and bared fangs.
The vampire pushed him up against the alley’s wall. Tim tried to escape the creature’s grip, but then the vampire bit his neck.
A fury of black hair rushed into the alley and launched itself at the vampire.
The vampire released Tim, who fell like a rock.
Angelica looked at his fallen form. She was unable to breathe and unable to move. Was he dead? Was he changed? Would he know her?
The black-haired fury full on attacked the vampire with kicks and blows.
He extended his claws and took several swings at the hunter.
But she was fast and powerful. Every kick and blow impacted him, making him stagger back, throwing him off. His swings consistently missed her, swiping empty air.
He didn’t stand a chance.
She ducked another swipe, grabbed him, and flung him at the wall. He hit the wall and crumpled to the ground. She drove her stake into his heart.
The hunter knelt beside him and attached a button of some sort. She pressed it before going over to Tim. “Hey.” She shook him.
Angelica’s breath returned to her. She ran to her boyfriend’s side and dropped to her knees.”Tim! Tim! Please be okay. Please. Please.” Tears filled her eyes. “Please open your eyes. Look at me.”
His eyes fluttered open. “Angel.” he whispered.
She swooped down and hugged him.
“It’s okay, Angel.” He put his one hand on the middle of her back and one buried in her hair. “I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m me. I’m okay.”
Elsie stood. “This alley is not safe. You two should get out of here. Go somewhere safer.”
The young woman looked up at her. “Thank you.”
“Thank you.” the man whispered.
I need to see him.
I need to run to him.
I need to know that he’s safe.
That he’s okay.
She left the alley as The Collectors came.
I need to touch him.
I need to…
She gave up on thinking about it.
Elsie ran to the other side of town.