Bloodbreeders: Seeking Others

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as fast?”
    “Some may be faster, others slower, but all can do this.” Then he spun and kicked the small tree behind him cracking its base and knocking me to the ground.
    Screams came from the women as the children began to cry. I stepped in and tried to explain the real difference without using a visual effect. I was sure the red paint on our skin was having a strong enough effect as it was. Once I explained the story of my first kill of the men that had taken the life of the woman that was with child, and how my arm slid through the man’s body like that of wet tissue…all that were watching understood. I tried to keep the graphic details to a minimum because of the children, but made sure to give Jamous a serious look during certain portions in my explanation.  After that they thought it best to take us far enough in to see the estate, then stayed back while we took care of business.
    Jamous took the lead through the thick undergrowth, with one of us in between each one of his men in a long line. Every man with him was heavily armed with guns, blades and a few spears. No one carried any form of light. It was as if they could see as good as we could, and we all knew that wasn’t possible, so it had to be they knew the land well. We came around a bend in the river and Jamous put his hand in the air, and then slid into the undergrowth with us following his move.
    “The estate is further up this line. They’re already making their way into the bush. Be careful, we won’t be far away, need us or not.”
    “Be well my friend,” Jacob replied taking his hand before heading out.
    I grabbed Jamous’s hand when I went by, stepping up and kissed his cheek. “Victory is ours tonight,” I whispered before I joined my people. The gasp that came out of his mouth still had a curve on mine as I made my way up behind Jacob. We slithered through the long grass like invisible snakes to the normals of Cortez’s people, passing them as if they were statues placed for our viewing. So many times I wanted to pull one down and take my fill on the sick bastards who stood with the one we came to devoir. “Nothing, I think the old man’s paranoid.” One man said not five feet from where I was. If he moved too far back he would step on me and I would have that snack.
    “Cortez wants us to make a tight perimeter around the main house,” another man called out.
    After they started back to the main house as the man called out, we made our move and ran for the side of the estate, dropping down beside the group of trees fifteen feet from the two large oaks that were hiding the secret door.  It was Jacob and Tammy who moved across first, as we watched for any of the men to come their way. A few minutes later we heard a sliding sound then a small bird call. That was my cue to send two more. The hall was as black as coal after the door was closed, but I could hear someone moving about, then a bright light burst into my eyes bringing back just a hint of the earlier sting. Tammy stood holding a wooden handled torch, which actually had cobwebs hanging off of it.
    “Stay with me, he may have added more of his stupid little traps down here.”
    “Traps? You mentioned nothing of traps,” Jacob argued stepping up to her.
    “I’m sorry. I swear I didn’t think of it until just this moment.”
    “A mistake that could kill us all,” he said sternly taking the torch from her hand.
    “Renee, I swear.”
    “It’s okay Tammy. We just have to be more careful.”
    “Why do you treat them like children? This is not a game!”
    “Look Jacob, you’re right, this isn’t a game and we’re not four hundred year old assholes either.” I replied with my own anger showing.
    “Asshole? What does this mean?”
    “That you’re being a real dick,” Derek added walking over to stand by Tammy.
    “I think what they are trying to say,” Garvin stepped up, “is that you treat us like we should be well trained warriors from your line, which we are

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