I was pretty sure of the fact that I didn't sense any other presence here, except of course, for that of the gang members who were mostly dead, and only gave off faint emotions of the evil intents they had, and the shock they felt before they died. It was therefore, very shocking and surprising, that Cheryl had mysteriously disappeared. What had happened to her?Had she been captured, as a bait to lure me?Were there other people I didn't notice? Did she run away? These questions boggled my mind and at that moment I just couldn't concentrate. "Take care of her", I said to Matt, pointing at mystery woman who was still writhing in pains. Her broken hands definitely did enough damage to her, than I was able to, throughout the duration of our fight, damages that made her forget about mirroring my moves for the time being. "Do you understand?", I asked Matt, my jaws set in a thin line, silently conveying to him, the fact that I wanted nothing, absolutely nothing, to go wrong this t
What I was expecting was some sort of defiance. I half expected her to try to struggle when I lifted up her head to look at me, but then, instead of the fire that was burning just few moments ago in her eyes, what I saw this time around took me entirely by surprise. She wasn't looking like someone who was ready to fight. In fact, all the fight had totally drained from her and her shoulders drooped as that of someone who had already accepted defeat. The most shocking part was that she looked at me with tears in her eyes, a pleading note in her gaze. I was taken aback for some time and I reflexively took few steps back, while trying to understand exactly was playing out. Was it one of her to tricks? Act beaten to get me to sympathize with her so that she could finally finish what she had started before now. I wasn't trusting her in any way because she had already shown to be more dangerous than she looked, and I wasn't ready to take any chances. The most important thing on my mind righ
I had not even thought to collect and go through her phone, even though that was always the first thing I did whenever I caught any person trying to kill me. I had made it a point of duty to always check their phones, to see if I could find valuable information about the person who might sent him or her, and perhaps, get hold anything about them that I could use to track them down. I watched carefully as she brought out the phone, and saw her expression shift almost simultaneously into that of absolute shock when she looked at her phone's screen. She literally froze in terror, and at that point I didn't need any more clues to make me know exactly who was at the other end of the call, Mason fucking Smith. She wasn't lying after all. “Answer the call!” I commanded her, and as a quick afterthought, added, "and act like you have already captured me!" Immediately she heard that, she looked at me fearfully and began shaking all over. When she saw that I was serious, she made to hit the a
I wiped my blood stained knife on the grass and tucked it back into my boots where it belonged. Save for few droplets of blood on my hands, which definitely weren't mine anyways, I looked perfectly fine. I still had my hair in place and my cloth still looked straight. No one would be able to as much as guess that I'd just been able to kill five fully grown men this early morning. Well, I wouldn't take the total blame, as they attacked me first, and as I would always do, I simply fought back in self defense.About the bodies, I had already contacted Roselyn to take care of them. Roselyn was a dwarf, and that would totally explain why she would be able to single handedly take care of the five dead bodies. Dwarves had supernatural strength. It was more like their lack of height doubled for an advantage in their strength and body build. Also, they had very thick skins and very strong muscles. They could lift loads that would be difficult for up to five average normal human beings t
In no time, I'd gotten to my gate and I took some time to check the traps I'd set in place, to see if it had been disturbed by anyone. Thankfully, no one had come to this place today. I could tell because I had my ways around it. I went inside, with Matt trailing closely behind me. I doubted if he even had time to look at where he was going. Well, maybe he moved around effortlessly due to his vampire sense of smell, because Matt had his head literally buried in his phone all through the time, and he had little or no time to even take note of his surroundings. If not for his vampire speed and agility, Matt would have had himself knocked down countless times by incoming vehicles, because he always was either looking into his phone or looking into his laptop.I went into my room, and kindly enough, Matt decided to stay in the living room, while I went in to take my bath and change into something appropriate for the occasion. As I entered the bathroom, I let the water
My feeling of unease grew worse as time went on. I couldn't quite shake off the fact that something was definitely going to go terribly wrong here this night, and that many people here were going to be affected by whatever it was that would go wrong. I only hoped I was going to be saved because I definitely couldn't entertain any possibility of my feelings being false. I never had false feelings concerning what was to happen. I was a stone elemental, which gave me a unique ability to be able to listen to the stones wherever I went. People's feelings seep into the stones around them and the stones in turn, whisper those feelings to me. Now however, the stones in this place vibrated with the evil intents of so many people in here. My ability to read these emotions from the stones, was exactly how I knew about the five thugs I had killed earlier this morning in the store. I was just coming to the store, and had just stepped out from my van when I felt the harsh whisperings of the stone
The way everyone became very intentional about the attacks they launched on Mason, one would think that it had been planned. But no, it hadn't. It was just a situation where every other person was tired of an autocratic Rule and had decided to take matters into their hands, and bring down the one person who was in charge of the autocracy. I still sat where I was in the heat of the fight and when I looked at mason, he concentrated as though he was trying to do something that needed much concentration.I anticipated his next move, and I saw him casting his gaze straight at the lady who had launched the first attack, even though his white clothes was now stained completely crimson. Mason still stood, unmoving however, in the middle of the whole fight, without batting as much an eyelid, still very much concentrated on what he was doing. I wasn't surprised. I knew that the attacks that were being launched at him, did little or nothing to harm him. Mason was a gia
Everyone remained silent for the better part of thirty minutes, while we ate our food. Amidst the silence however, which hung like a cloud above us, I could almost see the wheels running around in the head of everyone. What we had on our hands was not a simple case that we could just walk out of. Everyone here knew the strength of Mason, and the terrible things he was capable of doing. Everyone also knew that they were either directly or indirectly in the line of fire, because as long as I was involved, all of us seated here right now were also involved.We finished eating, cleared the table and then sat back down to discuss on our next move. After a little silence, I cleared my throat and started talking. I recounted the happenings of the evening from scratch, telling them how the peaceful evening had rapidly turned into a death sentence on me, and definitely, us.As I talked, I kept on turning to Matt from time to time, for confirmation of whatever it was I