Sixty-Three…

Sixty-Three: Revolution

The ‘Dempire’ Strikes Back

In town, Kat loitered around with her BFFN (best friend for now) Scarlet.

She told her a wild story about her brother, who got caught in another state selling drugs.

Kat could tell her some wild stories about her own brother.

Scarlet’s voice faded. Something more interesting approached them.

“Hey, girls. Have you seen our leader lately?”

Oh, he’s cute. Kat stood there with a smile on her face, not even knowing what the guy asked.

“He’s about this tall, this wide and his name’s Pavel.”

Is he serious?

“Um, we haven’t seen him.”

God, she looks at him like she’s in love with him! I hope I don’t look as stupid!

However, another thought occurred to her…

“You look familiar. Have I seen you before?”

“That’s crazy. I was just thinking the same about you, angel face.”

Angel face?

He smiled, knowingly.

Hmm. What would it be like to be kissed by him?

“Omega!” someone shouted. “Stop dicking around! We have work to do!”

The cute Dempire jolted.

“Catch you girls later… especially you, angel face.”

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But she had a distinct feeling she’d never see him again. At least not for a long, long time.

And what about Pavel’s body? She hoped they’d never find it. If they did, it’d spell the end for her father and Hunter.

Her worst fears were realized eleven months later…

It was an obvious grave site. The dirt was sunken in, among other evidence.

Like a skull.

Something else glimmered in the moonlight. A tiny object. What could it be?

One of them crouched down to get a closer look.

A ring.

He plucked it from the dirt, scrutinized it.

“Pavel’s ring.”

More of them lingered in the mist. They couldn’t wait to start some delicious bloodshed.

Their wait was now over.

Kat finished her millionth exam by Hunter. Her mother no longer accompanied her to the clinic since Kat was no longer a child.

It’d been a week since her seventeenth birthday, and she was disappointed because Hunter didn’t get her anything. She’d never forget the pink rose he gave her for her sweet sixteenth.

Kat obsessed over his potential reasons for forgetting her last birthday. Maybe she was reading too much into it. Maybe his mind was on other things.

He went over to the sink and washed his hands.

Somewhere outside the room, someone screamed. Masculine voices bellowed.

Kat froze.

“Hunter? What was that?” Her voice trembled, her throat tightened.

“I don’t know, but don’t panic. Yet.”

He left the room. Kat tentatively followed.

He looked out into the waiting area.

Kat also peered out.

This can’t be good.

Hunter glared at her.

“Why did you leave the other room? You shouldn’t be out here.”

“What are we going to do?”

“C’mon,” he whispered. “There’s a safe place we can stay until they leave.”

She trailed him down the hallway, then another hallway and into a room.

The door was locked. He pulled out a jingling ring of keys.

Once they entered, he locked the door behind them.

Not that the shitty lock would really keep out the Dempires.

Hunter headed down a twisted stairwell.

I don’t like the looks of this. At. All.

“Hurry up, Kat!”

Finally, she descended the steps into the dark pit of purgatory. Silent Hill much?

How the hell long will we have to stay down here??

He paused, staring at something on the ground.

Ugh! A snake!

Like the one from her dream two years earlier. Only then, it was a bunch of snakes.

“Eww. It’s nasty! Kill it, Hunter!”

He stomped its head. That was even grosser.

“That’s it! Die, mother fucker!”

Okay... ?

After obliterating the snake, he vanished around the corner.

She ran after him.

The next passage was long. Stone enclosed all around.

Somewhat camouflaged, a door stood at the end. Apparently the room beyond would be their sanctuary.

“This is it,” he said. “We should stay pretty safe in here.”

She stepped inside. The door closed.

Hunter gazed at her.

“This sucks,” she said.

“It’s better than the Dempires getting us.”

“They wouldn’t hurt me. They like me.”

“I wouldn’t count on that, Kat. They hate me, they hate Vaclav, and you’re Vaclav’s daughter. It’s guilt by association.”

Kat sighed. It was very boring in Purgatory.

Until Hunter got up, started unbuttoning his lab coat.

He folded it up neatly and set it on the floor.

Then he removed his red tie, stuffed it between the wall and his coat.

I guess the tie wasn’t as important to him as his lab coat.

She hoped he’d take off the rest of his clothes, but no dice.

He returned to the stool.

Why was he staring at her? It was annoying.

“Got too hot in your blazer?”

“A little bit.”

“Did you know my birthday was last week?” she hinted. “I turned seventeen.”

“Happy belated birthday.”

That’s IT? That’s all I get?

Well fuck you too. And stop staring at me!

Kat jumped to her feet. She knew his eyes were drilling into her.

Turning around, she saw Hunter coming up behind her.

“Kat, I have to ask you for a favor. I’m afraid I’m going to get hungry soon. I haven’t had my injection tonight.”

Um… what are you asking?

“Why should I let you feed from me? You didn’t even remember my birthday.”

“I’m sorry about that. But you don’t want me to turn into a monster, do you?”

“I guess not.”

“Okay then.” He paused. “Neck or wrist?”

“This… isn’t going to hurt is it?”

“I’ll be as gentle as I can.”

She smiled back, involuntarily.

“Neck or wrist?” he asked again.

“Maybe… neck?”

“Just don’t hurt me,” she added.

“I’ll do my best, but we have to hurry. Once I get a pang I start shifting right away.”

“Okay.” Her heart thundered. It was a mixture of excitement and anxiety.

Goosebumps erupted on her neck when he touched her. Hopefully he didn’t notice.

Fingertips palpated the skin around the area of her jugular.

Hunter’s breath on her skin, and his hand clutching her shoulder caused another batch of goose bumps.

Then he bit down.

More goose bumps, entangled with an agony she never knew existed. An emotional and physical agony.

She felt enormous pressure as he sucked her blood.

Her knees became weak. Her heartbeat slowed.

The room started going dark… darker…

He withdrew, then wiped the blood from his lips.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to take so much,” he said.

The room stopped spinning.

He hugged her. His body radiated a new warmth. That warmth originated from Kat’s blood.

Before she realized, Hunter’s mouth was on hers.

What the…

Okay. What’s the catch?

Either way, his lips were still warm from her blood.

Her heart’s rhythm accelerated. She was afraid he could feel it pounding against his chest.

Thump thump thump thump thump.

“What… are you doing?” She asked, her voice muffled from his mouth.

“Sorry. You just smell so good… taste so good.”

Her pulse raced. Faster, faster. It made her dizzy again.

“Just don’t tell your father.”

No worries.

♪ I think we’re alone now. The beating of our hearts is the only sound. I think we’re alone now… ♫

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