|Spiritual Paradox: Chapter 2 (standard:fantasy, 936 words) [2/2] show all parts|
|Author: Virtual Adept||Added: Oct 21 2000||Views/Reads: 1939/980||Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
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Spiritual Paradox: 2 “Shh! We’re not in the city any more!” George hissed. Nosferatu were accustomed to living underground, and the woods made them nervous. “There’s nothing out here!” Cobra bellowed arms raised in the air. “What the hell are you worried about?” George picked up a stick and struck the irritating Brujah upside the head. “Have you ever been in the woods? Do you know what a Lupine is? Well, your gonna find out if you don’t shut your fucking mouth. Did you hear what happened to one of your buddies?” George shot back. Cobra looked downward. “Yeah, some freak decapitated him in the street last night. Homeless vagrants said it was a man wearing a long white coat, and sporting White glowing eyes.” He said with dismay. George nodded his head in an annoyed fashion. “Yes, and if you want to make it to the van, with your cranial appendage I suggest you...” George was cut short by the sound of something running over dry leaves. He could just barely make it out, but it was definite. The two looked at each other, and began fleeing down the path. The sound of leaves crunching under large feet grew louder, and it now sounded like there were more of them. George turned to run down another path, but he slammed right into a large, hairy chest. He stumbled backwards and landed on a rock, breaking his back. The Garou walked slowly toward him. George called for Cobra, whom was armed, but he was nowhere to be found. George’s jaw almost dropped completely off in surprise at his next sight. “Speak of the devil...” He mumbled. A man, whose description was familiar to George, stepped forward. He tossed something toward George. It rolled by and came to a stop against a tree. It was the open mouthed head of Cobra, teeth missing. George’s heart almost began beating again. The man raised his sword, and brought it down hard. George’s head rolled and came to a rest next to Cobra’s. One of the Garou picked it up, and extracted the teeth with his right claw. The man in the white coat smiled. “Good work.” He outstretched his hand as the hulking Garou tossed him the teeth. “Two more wyrm-corrupts on my belt.” He pocketed the teeth, and sheathed his sword. The Garou all began shifting into Homid form, as the man watched. One by one they sloughed off the hairy, Crinos form and became human once again. Several were members of the Children of Gaia, and a couple more belonged to the Fianna. They grinned as they met him with human eyes. “Good work, Cassidy.” The Male Fianna said through grinning teeth. “Same time tomorrow?” Cassidy shook his head. “No, I’ve got to go take care of a small problem.” He explained. The crew of werewolves began transforming once again, this time into wolves as they ran howling into the night. Cassidy eye’s glowed bright White once again as stepped sideways into the Umbra. Sgt. Wilcox awoke in a hospital bed of a local treatment center, sleepy and with a sore head. She sat up, and looked around. A man in a white lab coat stepped in with a chart, and saw that Sgt. Wilcox had awakened. “Oh, Miss Wilcox, I see you are awake.” He checked his chart. “You can leave anytime now. Your belongings are on the table over there. Your precinct knows where you are don’t worry. They told you to take the day off.” He walked off at the sound of the PA announcing his name. Karyn stood up. She picked her clothes up off the table, and began changing. As she was doing so, a man stepped in. “Hey, what the hell!” She shrieked. The man, apparently embarrassed, stepped outside. “Uhh, Karyn, the chief told me to come and give you a ride.” He said from inside the hall. Karyn stepped out, fully clothed. “Thanks.” She Click here to read the rest of this story (26 more lines)
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