Thanks to everyone who took the time out to read my story, and actually like it. I will admit that I didn't know much about dragons when I first wrote this, but I am doing some research on them, and their myths, hopefully I will be successful at putting my own little twist to it. Feedback is more than welcome. Tell me how you feel. But please be nice I am not so confident with this chapter. BTW a big thank you to the editor little_blonde_jug.
Why? Why? Just why does every fucking thing have to be so fucking hard? Why can't I just run away from this day? Why isn't there some magical spell that can pull back time just two days prior for the sake of Riley? Why? If he was such a brilliant fucking wizard, how come he was stupid enough to go on a sting operation without a protection spell in the first place? Ohhhhh god Riley, why did you do the things you did? Taking a deep breath, I try to wrap my head around the simple fact that you're gone. I am sitting here all alone, doing all the paperwork by myself, with no one to talk to but myself: this is a fucking mess.
A knock at the door cause me to break my train of thought.
"Hey there Lulu, how you feeling?" Jimmie Bob asked me with a sad look upon his face.
"I feel like shit, what else would I feel like after I found out that my partner and best friend was fucking murder by a group of rabid vampires? And after talking to Samson, he basically died for nothing, because there was one fucking cart of Red Diamonds there, and no fucking kingpin, so something tells me that the whole operation was rigged in the first place," I said, letting out my frustration with this whole mess.
"And by the way, where was his back-up? Did he not have any? What the hell happened? I asked Samson, but once he told me about the little tidbits he fucking disappeared on me. Where was he when Riley got fucking jumped, and hell, where were you in this whole mess?"
"Listen Lulu, I know you are upset at the moment. In fact, we are all upset, but please understand that when things got all heated and complicated he just ran in there in the heat of the moment, you knew how he was when the adrenaline of the chase got a hold of him, you know he loved this job, hell, to be honest about it he would have done this job for free if it came down to it. And once he ran in there, we all just attacked. There were so many of them, they were like roaches. I mean, there was no holding them back," he said with a sad look on his face. I tried to enter his brain to see if was lying, but apparently he put his mental shields up. DAMN. That's the trouble of working with witches and wizards: they can easily put up a mental block, and the only way I can use my telepathy is to catch them off-guard, when their mental shields are down.
"Look, we all know how you are feeling because we lost a good friend and wonderful co-worker too, so please don't just blame anybody for his death. We all did the best we could with the raid, but everything was so fucking unexpected at that moment. I am sorry Lu, if there was anything I could do differently to bring back Riley, I would do it in a heartbeat, but there isn't. I'm sorry," he said, looking back at me.
"Hey, what time are you going over to tell his family about his death?"
"I don't know yet, I am still processing his death myself to be honest."
"All right, well, take your time and I will be here if you need anything."
"Yeah, sure," I finally said, letting out a long sigh.
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"Dunlap, Dunlap, where the fuck are you? You are supposed to be my fucking back-up, where the hell are you?" On the other end was nothing but silence. I stand in complete darkness with my back up against the wall. Even with my supernatural abilities I am still somewhat human and I still can't see shit, which made my heart jump into my throat, causing me to panic even more. Closing my eyes, I debate on what I should do in order to protect myself. I know there's a pack of rabid vampires out there to attack me at any moment, and there's nothing I can do about it. Slow, steady footsteps catch my attention in the far distance to my left; my panic level really starts to rise as the steps come closer to me.
"Come out, come out of hiding my little witch, there's a lot of fun to be had with you, sweetheart. My friends and I are so bored." Fuck, the vampire scented me. Oh man.
Through the darkness, I try to feel around my surroundings. With my back up against the wall, I start moving towards my right in hopes of getting away, but my hopes soon die as I hear a second pair of footsteps coming towards me. I stand, frozen, scared out of my mind as I am being surrounded by these monsters. Tears fall down my eyes as I know my life would end right here, right now. No matter how good of a witch I am, I still will not be able to defend myself against a group of hungry vampires.
Sinking to the ground as my fate has been sealed, I start thinking of Riley. I could feel his dread as he knew this was the end of the line for him, just like it is for me. I will never see my family again, I will never get a chance to say I love you, I will never get the chance to see my child's smiling face again, or get a kiss from my loving partner as death is walking towards me with a huge beautiful smile on his face.
"Oh little witch, we are going to have so much fun watching that last little bit of magical light leave your eyes," he said to me with such a soft, soothing voice. It was then that I felt the icy touch of a cold finger on the back of my neck.
There was no need for me to turn around to see my death's friend behind me, giving me that reassuring touch of his icy hand. Tonight I will take my last breath of life on this earth. The hand suddenly cuts off my supply. I look up to see my end coming towards me with razor sharp teeth, and then I see nothing but complete blackness.
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"CARTER, CARTER, WAKE UP!" The screaming voice of my captain brought me back to reality. Taking a deep breath, thankful that he brought me out of that nightmare, I looked down at my desk to see unfinished reports and paper.
"Are you okay? Oh god, you look awful, that nightmare you had must really have done a number on you, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Listen, once you talk with Riley's family, why don't you just take the rest of the day off, okay? I'll get Samson or Dunlap to finish these reports."
"Yeah, thanks captain."
Getting up, taking a nice long stretch, I thought back to the nightmare I had. It was weird that I would be dreaming something like that. Chalking it up to nothing but missing Riley, I didn't think anything else of it.
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I thought I could do this with a straight face, but I couldn't, not like this, not with the Happy Birthday balloons on the mail box. But this is not about me, I reminded myself. I have to stop being so selfish with this. I rung the doorbell with a heavy heart, and waited.
Hurried and excited footsteps came to open the door.
"Oh Lulu! I am so glad that you are here, you can help me set up Riley Jr.'s birth....day... party, oh god no, please don't tell me Lu, pleeeeasseee don't tell me Riley's dea..... oh god, I think I'm going to...."
It was too late for the rest of the words. Susie vomited all over me and the front the porch. I guess the idea of her husband's death combined with her youngest child's birthday was a little too much for her to handle. Hell, I am still processing the information since this morning.
"I am sorry Lu." She said to me, crying, with shaky breath.