#teace

Motherfucker. It had been as humane as he could make it -- what more did they want. ‘I imagine their dead wolf friend back...’ Well it was too late now to fix that; he was just going to have to run. The only thing that fucking sucked was that they were very obviously wolves. Much faster than him for sure but he wasn’t stupid. He’d waited until after the rain stopped to make the kill, just in case this kind of thing went down. They might be able to catch him, but they sure as hell wouldn’t be able to track him. Sprinting through the nearest doorway, Trace raced through the abandoned warehouse, turning as many corners and barreling over as many obstacles as he could to impede the three wolves’ paths. Before he knew he was back on the streets, holding his crossbow against his shoulder as much as possible to keep it from getting in his way as he raced through the next alleyway, this time being sure not to leave as much of a trail. As often as he could the man moved through streets that would branch off at a four-way intersection. If he was lucky he’d lose them at one of these turns. The only thing was his lungs were already on fire and his old wounds were already throbbing as if they were brand new. Once again, he founded himself stranded in the middle of town, blocks away from his bike, and miles away from his camp.

Quickly assessing his surroundings, the hit man realized he knew exactly where he was.  ‘You’re really going to bring her into this? Really?!....Does it look like I have much of a choice though?’ He gritted his teeth as he debated in his mind over the better choice of action, his eyes darting every which way to make sure his pursuers were still hunting for him. Trace couldn’t stay here though -- he was running out of time and the rain only gave him so much time. Worst came to worst they found him with the girl; at least then he would have a true incentive to kill them all if they hurt her with a clear conscience. A moment later and he was at the door, buzzing her room number until she finally answered, quickly telling her it was him. With the door unlocked, he jerked it open before stepping inside, making sure it shut behind him before he moved to her apartment door, sliding in when opened it for him. Soaking wet, he paced about, checking that the backdoor was locked and the curtains were drawn before he moved back to her, “Hi.” he muttered, pecking her cheek before he immediately went back to the front door, double checking that it was now locked before doing the same with the ones he had just checked. One could never be too careful...

                                             Teagan & Trace