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“Let’s see how good you are.” Paul lunged at her as soon as he was sure she was ready.
Kathrine parried the first blow then the second, slowly making her way to the front of the boat. Now she understood why she was feeling sea sick. They had taken off and the boat was nearly a hundred feet from shore already.
“Fight back,” Paul whispered.
“Just kill her, Paul! She isn’t going to talk!” Azazel shouted.
“Yes, father!” Paul shouted back. He raised his eyebrows hoping Kathrine would fight him.
Kathrine finally got the hint and started attacking. Paul got a shot on her arm that left a small cut. Then Kathrine sliced his arm and he reeled back.
“Tell Ceralin, the truth is in the picture,” Paul whispered as he thrust forward.
Paul flourished a little too much and left his side open. Kathrine stabbed him in the ribs but only put the sword in about an inch. She didn’t want to actually hurt him. Paul fell to his side, holding the wound that probably didn’t even hurt. Kathrine ran to the railing and jumped. The vampires opened fire on her with their guns. They were not the best shots but they didn’t need to be. One shot hit Kathrine in the leg another in the shoulder before she hit the water.
“I told you these would come in handy. There is no reason vampires shouldn’t have modern weapons. It can’t kill them as easily as a human but they do serious damage,” Azazel decreed, full of pride. “Now you four, go after her! The rest of you keep shooting!”
Bullets riddled the water around Kathrine and another one hit her left arm then another tore across her temple. She needed to go deeper. She remembered what Sarah said. She couldn’t be killed by drowning. Kathrine forced herself to go lower even though her breath was running out. The water was very deep and her lungs felt like they were going to burst but she finally found an old fishing net. She quickly lodged her foot in the net, exhaled all her breath then waited.
The vampires searched for ten minutes before giving up. Kathrine had drown twice by the time they finally left. The cold water burned her lungs as she regained consciousness a third time and she freed her foot from the net. Before she could reach the surface she passed out again. When she woke the fourth time she had washed up on shore. How horrible it was to drown, the terror, the salt water burning your lungs, the pain all over your body as it was forced back to life. Kathrine knew what Sarah had felt now. If she had been made to do that for days on end Kathrine thought she surely would have gone mad.
Kathrine crawled across the beach, her car was parked outside the dock. The bone in her leg had been broken from the gunshot and she couldn’t feel her right arm. She wasn’t going to make it to the car like this, let alone drive it. She forced herself against a shipping container and tore the cloth from her right shoulder. Then she removed her belt and put it between her teeth. This was going to hurt, maybe as bad as drowning.
Kathrine dug her fingers into the shoulder wound, searching for the bullet. She screamed through her teeth as she bit down on the belt. She had been wrong, this was way more painful than drowning. She felt the bullet and struggled to pull it out but the pain made her let go.
“At least the pain is keeping me awake,” She thought to herself.
Kathrine tried again, got a good grip on the bullet and pulled as hard as she could. Again she screamed in pain but it was muffled by the belt. When the bullet was finally out she fell against the container and passed out. Kathrine woke a few minutes later, the pain in her leg was getting stronger. The bullet was still in there but she couldn’t get it herself. She couldn’t do that again. At least she had removed the one in her shoulder, she could feel her arm again. Slowly she crawled toward her car and after nearly ten minutes of agony she finally made it.
Once in the car she knew she needed to stay awake. Passing out behind the wheel would only make this worse. She would end up in a hospital where someone would realize that she should be dead. They would poke and prod her and eventually turn her over to some military organization for testing. No, she wasn’t about to let that happen. Kathrine wrapped the belt around her left leg, right above the gunshot and tightened it. She didn’t want a tourniquet she wanted pain. It was a six hour drive home, the only place she would be safe. She searched the car and found some pepper spray. Whoever she had stolen this car from must have been a woman. Men don’t usually keep pepper spray in their glove boxes but thankfully it was there. She started up the car and sprayed some of the pepper spray into the wound on her shoulder. The pain was incredible, at first she couldn’t see through it but in a few seconds her vision cleared she was wide awake and able to drive.
Kathrine drove as fast as she could, early in the morning there were very few cars and luckily no police. When she finally got home she pulled up right in front of her dad’s house and honked the horn as she fell on it.
Sarah rushed down the stairs.
“Mark! There’s a car in front of the house!” Sarah yelled.
Mark knew they weren’t supposed to bring cars to the town but he didn’t have the same urgency as Sarah.
