monsters are real

            “I’m happy for you.”

Tabitha felt his angel mojo surround her and she sighed blissfully, smiling. Being around him made her so goddamn happy. Maybe it was his nature or presence, but she didn't much mind. She was most at peace with Jon and she was pleased to know that a year of being apart hadn't changed that.

That voice. She'd know it anywhere. She'd know that presence anywhere. Pursing her lips, she looked down at her shoes briefly before turning to face him. "Hi, Jon," she said softly, her genuine smile touching at the corners of her green eyes. She'd figured out how to control that, as well, thanks to a fellow half-demon she'd run into. It was like nothing had ever changed.

There was still that air of something evil, however, that naturally came with having even a little bit of Satan's blood running through oneself.

       ”—- I see you got outta that fight, ok.”

      “Really?                 —- Ya can’t keep your jowl closed?” 

[ She spun around and swiped the creature in the side with her heel, but the monster grabbed her ankle and held her in the air. Disoriented she was, but she gripped the monster’s thigh and dug her somewhat sharp teeth into its hairy flesh. She thrashed her leg and twisted herself out of its grasp, flipping forward and kicking off its chest to flee toward Tabitha, where ever her presence was. 

            Erin grabbed the exit door and pushed it open. ] 

    “See you on the other side.”

      "C'mon boys," she said loudly, getting into a defensive position. "Let's play."

Twenty minutes later she emerged from the door herself, boots heavy with her returned knives. Her clothes were covered in blood, but the night masked it well. The sunglasses were back on her nose and her cheeks pushed them up as she smirked.

       I sure do love when a kill goes right.

        “I’ve dealt with beastly muties, these guys don’t feel half has malicious as those guys.” 

[ She felt the wind of someone rushing toward her and she ducked and swung her leg outward, tripping the beast so she could leap onto its back as it hit its face into the concrete floor. She didn’t have strength, but what she made up for it was her quick fighting style. She gripped the furry creature’s head and slammed it repeatedly into the floor, then stood and leapt from it and found herself bouncing off the wall and standing back to back to Tabitha. ]

           ”—-parkour." 

[ She whispered it teasingly. ]

Tabitha grinned, taking off her sunglasses and tossing them to the side. The werewolves seemed to bristle, seeing her black eyes and her fangs. Tabitha smirked and used this opportunity to throw the knives on one hand. They whistled through the air, most of them striking one in the chest and a few striking the one next to it in the leg.

      "Nice work, kid," she commented, grinning. She left the girl's back and went running at one of them, jumping right over it and kicking off a fire exit to launch herself onto it's back. Gripping her dagger in her free hand, she dragged the blade across its throat. Blood spilled out in front of them and she dug her feet into its back, kicking the corpse into its own blood and rolling backwards onto her feet. She used the rest of the throwing knives on the one coming at her.

       ”I mean —- if you trust to follow a blind girl.”

[ She shrugged and spun around to follow her toes and fingertips down the hallway, toward the exit door. Although she stopped, ears perked upward, she sniffed the air. 

Dog. Lots of dogs. But, they sounded bigger than that. It seemed Tabitha only killed one of those things in the area. ]

"—I think that thing you killed travels in packs."

      "You can run if you want. This might take a while." She reached down into her boots and pulled out a throwing knife for each space between her fingers. The silver glinted in the moonlight.

[ Her voice was entirely sarcastic. Cataract brown eyes blinked nonchalantly as she turned her head toward the other female. Small fingers reached up to make sure her ears were still covered with her hair. ]

              “…if you’re going to go back the way you came, I recommend going another way. There’s a really dark force following you…” 

       ”I could have taken care of that guy m’self.”

[ Two beings. That’s what she sensed. Both beings had a malevolent feeling about them, although one had an inclination to good. She was glad that the female voice was the one that was good, the snarling and clawing that the werewolf was giving away was incredibly off putting. ]

One could never be too careful.

        "So, what're you doing walking around so late, hm?" Like she was one to talk.

—- Did you really think you could sneak up on me?          Just because I’m blind?

[ She didn’t take too kindly to those that underestimated her. Her ears perked upward as her nostrils flared. She took in the being that was near her. ]

              Who sent you?

     "Who said I was sneaking up on you?" Tabitha gave the girl a look. "I couldn't care less if you were blind. I'm sure if I wanted to sneak up on you, I could." Rolling her eyes, the half demon leaned around the girl and whipped out her pistol, shooting the werewolf that had been creeping up on the girl. "Or was it that thing you were talking to?"