“On our way,” Foxx said, before clipping his radio back to his pocket. “Two left,” he sighed.
So many lost… The question was, why?
“Come on, Foxx… No time to get sad, we have a job to do.”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”Iggy cursed while he threw his last knife, as Oceana was taken down by a vampire that was more than twice her size.
Pulling out his gun, he ran towards her, and aiming for the male vampire’s skull, he fired. The first bullet lodged into the man’s back, the vampire jerking from the blow. Still on top of Oceana, the man glanced back with a hiss. Iggy stopped in his tracks under the dead stare and fired again, and…missed.
When the vampire climbed off Oceana and started to barrel towards him, he slammed his eyes shut but kept firing.
Through the loudness of his gunfire, Iggy heard the sound of a body falling, along with the spray of blood, and then oddly, a yelp followed by cursing. After a few moments had passed, without him feeling any sort of claws trying to tear him apart, with the only noise remaining the useless clicks of his empty gun, he slowly opened his eyes. Iggy found himself staring into the very angry face of Oceana. The vampire was holding her side, and there was a bloodstain on her blue sweater that seemed to be rapidly spreading out from under her hand.
Slowly lowering his gun, Iggy asked, with false hope, “Did…he…claw you?”
“No, Iggy, you shot me!” Oceana hissed.
His eyes widened and he sputtered, “I-I didn’t mean to!”
Ah…dammit… This…was not going to do his already tarnished reputation any good…
“Just stick to your fucking knives!”
“I…ran out…” Iggy admitted slowly.
Oceana let out a string of curses. “I don’t want to SOUND ungrateful, Iggy! I don’t! I really don’t. You got him off me, but…WHY WOULD YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES AND KEEP SHOOTING?!”
“I’M SORRY, OKAY!? I’D JUST RATHER NOT SEE MY OWN DEATH HAPPEN!?!”
Foxx’s gaze flicked from one tablet screen to the next, trying to catch sight of any movement. He found himself pausing on a screen that showed Iggy and Oceana…
The two weren’t in combat anymore, but they did appear to be arguing about something. “I think Oceana and Iggy are finished with the group they were with.”
“I think Oceana’s hurt,” Harlow mused. The dhampir was standing to his right, and had been doing the same thing as him.
Foxx frowned, eyeing the woman. “She does…appear to be holding her side.”
Unfortunately, that side of her body wasn’t facing the camera.
Chief Somner, who was to the left of Foxx, brought his radio up to his mouth and pressed the button as he asked, “Team two, report in. Do you need medical attention?”
He watched Oceana pick up her radio, and seconds later, her voice came over the line. “Iggy fucking shot me!”
Right as Foxx unhooked his own radio and pressed the button to talk, Harlow burst into laughter.
“IS HELAUGHING?!” the woman screeched over the line.
“Ignore him, he’s an idiot.” Foxx huffed, glaring at the dhampir, who just kept laughing. “There are only two vampires left, we can handle it. They have an ambulance and a paramedic at the ready here, so why don’t you come back and get looked at?”
“Look, I didn’t mean to shoot her,” Iggy chimed in, sounding distressed.
“It never is on purpose,” Harlow snorted.
The Police Chief, now eyeing them with a frown, slowly said, “Come back, Oceana. The paramedics would be happy to check you out, and take you to the hospital, if needed. There will be no protesters to worry about either, we had them removed and even they wouldn’t be stupid enough to sneak outside with the city protection order in place.”
Foxx grimaced. The president had overturned the executive order…but just as he suspected, people were upset. Or rather, the bigoted and hateful humans were upset. So far, no challenges had stuck, so legally, paranormals were in the clear to go to whatever hospital they wanted to now…but that didn’t keep the protestors away. Wherever hospital property ended and public sidewalks began, protestors had lined up in droves to throw out words of violence and threats.
“We’re on our way back,” Oceana grunted.
