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“I'm going to kill you after Cain," Alexander said with a nod, as if he'd suspected as much. "But I'm going to make it hurt." His face curled up in abject hate. "I'm going to make you wish it was the Demon who had you."
"Bring it on," I said.
My response only added to Alexander's fury. His son was much better than him at keeping his cool.
Cain stood up from the couch and a couple of the men raised their guns at him. Their gazes still flicked back and forth between Cain and I. It looked comical, really; because of where I was standing, they basically had to turn their entire bodies.
"Here I am, Alexander," said Cain, holding his arms outstretched wide. "Take your best shot."
Alexander raised his gun as the rest of his men turned their guns towards me.
Not waiting to be shot, I threw one of my knives into the forehead of the man closest to me, and he fell back against the guy behind him. Alexander's gaze flicked away from Cain for just a second to see what had happened, and that was all Cain needed as he threw one of his own knives at his father. Alexander managed to move at the last second, so the knife embedded itself into his shoulder rather than his heart.
Alexander shot at Cain, who jumped out of the bullet’s path. We were doing a good job of distracting them. They weren’t sure which of us was more of a threat, and I shot two of the men before the rest could do anything.
The remaining two shot at me, and I ducked behind the door, grateful for the thickness of the walls. I raced down one of the hallways again, popping up in the other entrance. The formal living room was the only room in the house that had three entrances for some weird reason. I could hear their footsteps just like they could hear mine, so they knew I was at this doorway now. I paused outside the door, waiting for one of the idiots to stick their foot out before I jammed a knife into his knee. He let out a howl of pain as more gunshots rang from inside the room.
I yanked out the weapon and stabbed again, so that the guy fell to his knees. As soon as his face came into view, I reared back and punched him in the face, swinging up so that the force of my hit broke his nose and jammed it into his brain.
He died instantly.
And then there was one.
I peered around the doorway, and a shot missed me by an inch.
Whoops.
"It would be nice if you were a little more careful over there,” drawled Cain. I couldn't see him, but I stuck out my tongue anyway, just for good measure.
More shots rang out.
"Might as well give up, Cain. I might even let you have a little dignity in your death rather than letting the animals ravage your body in the woods," hissed Alexander.
Cain chuckled lowly, and I grinned at the sound of it. I really needed to kill this last guy so I could have a front row seat to what was about to go down.
As if he had heard me and wanted to grant my wish, the last guy that Alexander had with him came down the other hallway. The squeak of his leather shoes gave him away.
"Ready when you are," I called out.
He didn't move from his spot, and I debated what to do. I didn't really want to start running in a circle down the hallways in a deadly game of tag.
Biting my lip, I ducked into the kitchen that was right across from me and sat on the counter, eating an apple as I waited for him to make an appearance.
I heard a couple more shots, and then finally the kitchen door creaked open. I aimed my gun at the door and waited until his hand appeared, and then I shot at it.
There was a howl of pain and I grinned as I chucked the half eaten apple away and jumped off the counter, strolling casually to the door. A shot came through the doorway, but it was just a panic shot. I was sure he wasn't doing very well with a hole in his hand.
Stepping behind the door, I slid it open. More shots rang out as he fired them through the empty doorway. I let him get a few rounds off before I swung around the door and hit him in the chest before he could get any more shots off.
The resounding thud of his body falling to the floor was like music to my ears.
I walked to the living room where Alexander was snarling insults at Cain.
When I glanced into the room, Cain was leaning against the wall, looking no worse for the wear, while Alexander was a bloodied mess. I could see several entry wounds where Cain had hit him. They were all shots meant to antagonize rather than to kill.
"Playing with your food again?" I asked as I sidled into the room. Alexander’s face scrunched up in surprise when he saw I was alive, and he tried to raise his gun at me, but Cain shot him in the arm before he could do anything. Alexander’s gun clattered to the floor.
"Ready to die with dignity?" Cain said in the same mocking tone his father had used earlier. "Except, hold the dignity. Because I'm definitely going to let the animals ravage your body when I’m through with you."
