Vincent tossed Akira to the leaves upon the ground. Evergreen trees surrounded them. Her hands were bound in rope. She had braided her hair into a single pony tail before she left her place of work to head home. The little red bow that had been at the back was gone and her comfortable jacket was torn up along with her left dark knee high stocking. She'd lost her heels somewhere along the way of Vincent dragging her through the woods.
"Let me go! Let me go!" She shouted. "I heard you were a loud one, this should be fun." Commented Vincent as he laughed looking her over on the ground before him. "You know, your little friend was killed not too far from here actually. Though that spot didn't have much in the way of evergreen trees about it. No doubt how she was found easier. No matter. I had hoped to enjoy this city a bit longer before taking my leave for a year or two. I suppose I'll have to depart sooner than expected now. Best to have a treat before I'm off, yes?" Akira was shivering from the cold. It was only about 41 degrees out, but her short skirt and jacket had been torn and the cold air from the light wind wasn't playing nice with her skin below. "You damn vamp-head! You killed Beka! What's a matter? She laugh at your little soldier?"
Vincent gave pause, blinking even down at Akira. "What did you say???" Akira grinned up at him. "That's it wasn't it? You have long life, but a small one don't you? I bet she laughed and laughed seeing you drop your pants." "Shut up!" Shouted Vincent. Akira didn't pause. "Must be sad, to go on and on living. Knowing you probably have the smallest among vampires. Is it, cute?" Vincent growled and reached down to grab her by the throat, lifting her up to standing as his dark brows narrowed at her.
"You unworthy, little, unsavory, mouthy thing." Growled Vincent through his gritted teeth. Which by now there were some exposed fangs. "I am going to quite enjoy taking your life."
A shot rang out. The silver round impacted to Vincent's right shoulder and he winced while dropping Akira back to the forest ground. Spinning around with a snarl from his lips to see Marek several yards away.
"Oh look, you found me. How lovely. Now I can kill you too!" Another shot rang out in the night, then a third in quickness. One impacted to Vincent's left knee cap and the other his right. Sending the vampire down to his stomach before he tried to get back up, but failed. Blue was laying in the leaves behind Marek about fifty yard behind and to his left by three feet. Once the shot was clean, Blue took it.
"You are not worthy! I will not be.." Before he could finish his sentence, Marek walked up and snatched him up by his long dark coat. Lifting him into the air, Vincent tried to grab and pull at Marek's arms and then at his shoulders. He found that this adversary, was not like a normal human however. Was it possible for a human to be strong as a Vampire? If you had the treatments and 'fixings' like Marek had from his home world, yes. Technology, meet fantasy.
Vincent narrowed his brows at Marek as he hit him in the face and upper chest. "You know, I think you have about worn out your welcome, Vincent. You know, normally I would take my time to dispatch one like you who has upset me. Don't think I'm gonna do that. Did you have fun hunting? Did you? Give you a rush did it? Excitement?" Marek threw Vincent hard to the left. The vampire slammed into a dead tree's trunk and fell to the ground. The silver rounds in his knees made it hard for him to regenerate flesh and muscle currently.
Walking in a firm stride over to Vincent, three hand blades extended outward from the back of Marek's left hand. Curving out above the knuckles and waiting little time, were driven into Vincent's chest as he was lifted upwards and slammed into the tree trunk behind him. Growling and snarling in pain, Vincent scratched at Marek with the nails on his fingertips. Three hand blades slide out silent as ever, from Marek's right hand.
"Goodbye, Vincent." Simply said, before Marek rammed his right hand toward Vincent's neck. The three blades sliced easily into the flesh there. A pause, moment to savor the look in Vincent's eyes of pain and knowing the end was close. Marek gave a hard thrust of his right hand upwards suddenly. Tearing Vincent's head clean free of his neck and sending it flying to land in some fallen leaves. It was Fall after all.
As Marek moved in step, he gave a hard pull upwards and out of his left hand's blades from the chest. Pulling out in a rather gruesome fashion, Vincent's heart. A drop of it to the ground. Hand blades retracted back below the flesh at his hands and out of sight. Marek reached below his leather jacket to a pocket and pulled free a vial of something. Removing the cork and pouring the greenish liquid over Vincent's heart on the ground.
The liquid seemed to seep into the heart at first and than the heart started to be eaten up by the liquid. Not a bit of Vincent's heart would be left. As the last bit of flesh was eaten up to nothing, the unique liquid seemed to harden and then crack before breaking into a dark ashy brown in color.
Marek put the cork back in the empty vial and tucked it away to a side pocket on the outside of his leather jacket. Turning he moved over toward Akira who was still on the ground, shaking more so out of fear than the cold at this point.
Marek lowered to one knee in front of her, reaching to work the knot open and free of her hands from the rope Vincent had used about her wrists. "Is he? Is he really dead?" She quietly asked as she looked over toward what was left of the body by the dead tree. Marek glanced over where she was looking and gave a little nod of his head. "Yeah. He's dead, Akira. No worries."
Akira turned her head at Marek, she had tears upon her face. She had felt this was going to be her end, like Beka's. Alone in the woods. Slowly, Akira put her arms around Marek's neck as she started to cry. "Did you forget?" Asked Marek. Akira pulled back some and blinked gently. "Forget?" Her head tilted a bit curious. Marek perked a smile at his lips. "I told you nothing was going to happen to you." Akira smiled slowly and nodded softly. "Yeah, you did say that. I owe you, Marek. Big time for saving my life." Marek gave a light shake of his head. "You cook me up that famous lobster dish you make and we'll call it even." Akira's smile grew bigger. "Okay, it's a deal."
"Hey." Came Blue's voice as he walked over toward them. He had obtained the severed head of Vincent's and it was currently in a brown plastic bag over his right shoulder while the modified sniper rifle he had used, was in his free hand. "What do I get?" Akira smirked some and shook her head. "I'll pay for your drinks at the Red Dragon Inn for a month, how's that?" Blue grinned wide. "Make it two months and you've got a deal cute stuff! Can't take anything else, I'm spoken for." Blue gave a big wink at Marek, who laughed gently with a nod of his head. Yeah, seems Blue and Pamela had become quite the couple.
Marek eased up from his kneel on the ground and helped Akira stand in turn. Brushing off some leaves from her as well. "Best take you by the hospital just to make sure you're all right, Akira." "I'm all right now Marek, Blue, I'm about as right as rain." Marek smiled and lowered from his heat to brush his lips to the top of her head before whispering.
"No worries, Akira. You're safe."