Monday, July 19, 2010

Part 3: "The Last but certainly not the First."

She fell face first in the wet dirt, busting out her two front teeth . As she repelled backward the teeth and blood spewed forth from her mouth. Her legs hurled themselves over her head , she tumbled a few times before landing flat on her back and glided over the rocky earth. Cutting up her back and thighs. Tony k seemed to be fast behind her . There was a gradual yet steep hillside that lead to the gravel highway. She rolled over with all her strength and tried to to pick herself up . Her arms felt like lead , her vision seemed to be sparactically expanding and then contracting . She didn't know if it was the drugs or the pain she felt on every inch of her body. Her left foot hung off her left ankle, every tissue in her body and every cell membrane was occupied by pure anger.
15 minutes earlier.
The young boy who originally came with the dark cloaked figures had attacked one of the men. His eyes where blood red and sharp fangs on his upper and lower jaw sink deep into his neck. St. Michael with every once of righteous brutality in one swift second pulled out his automatic weapon and shot through blurred vision perfectly a bullet aimed for the young vampire name Nico. The man he had been feasting on seemed relived. Until Micheal seem to soar through the sky. Two large blades of light had emerged out from his upper back carried him through the air. from up above and gaining speed Michael shot a perfect shot to the side of the head of the man named Jimmy. Blood-splattered onto the green ivy and grass as the headless body pounded on the floor. His large feet meet the wet surface and he glided , as if on air, down the steep heel. The man called Patton had still had on his cowboy hat. The angel's glide began picking up too much momentum . As his large yet graceful body slammed into the side of a tree he unloaded three clips into the side of his face. The body was flung with the force of the gun and he began tumbling down the hillside.
Present time
Melissa heard several gun shots go off above her . She tried to pace her breathing and concentrating on sinking deep with in the moist dirt. As she began trying to slide down the heel guided by her only good foot left. She dragged herself down slowly . She tried to move her upper body but her concentration was broken when a mans headless body rolled on top of her. She screamed forgetting her attempts to be silent and pushed the man off of her.
She heard heavy footsteps approaching from the left side of her. The thumping nearly made her shatter from fright. She began screaming when she saw Tony's pissed and determined face five feet above her.
"You fucken bitch!!!." He cursed at her as he grabbed her hair. St. Michael began was treading down the hillside towards Melissa . As he reached the dip where Tony had found Melissa , he unleashed a two more bullets from his gun . When Tony saw two metal casings come hurtling towards him he grabbed Melissa's head snapped it off her neck a second before the bullets made contact with his forehead and diaphramn. Tonys dead body tumbled 15 fifteen feet till it made contact with the gravel round beneath him. St. Michael knealed before the dead child's body , a certain kind of disappointment hung in his chest. He prayed the our father in latin and shut her eyes. Two pennies appeared out of the palm of his right hand and placed one on each eyelid keeping them shut. As he cried the rain seemed to be falling harder and straight down upon them. As he made the sign of the cross upon her forehead , he prayed his brothers and sisters on the other-side would explain why she was picked and forced into the hearse. He leaned forward slightly and whispered gentley into her ear.
"Alice has glasses and wears combat boots, too."

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