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expletives and turned to face the monster, backpedaling as she lifted the shotgun to her shoulder. She was willing to bet none of the goons had been packing silver ammunition. She just hoped that the firepower would be enough to slow the creature down.
She fired the shotgun at the werewolf and watched a spray pattern speckle his chest, drawing some blood but barely slowing him. She pumped the weapon and aimed lower.
Firing again, she was rewarded with a howl of pain as one of the werewolf’s knees was destroyed. The monster stumbled forward, slamming into the ground and rolling a few times. She hoped the wound would buy them enough time.
Turning, she ran after Ulbrecht. He’d managed to cover a good deal of ground. He stopped next to an older model Mercedes Benz and pointed to it.
“It’s locked. How are we -?”
Nadya moved past him and slammed the butt of the shotgun into the window, shattering it.
Ulbrecht didn’t even bother finishing his sentence.
She reached in, unlocked the car, opened the door, and jumped in.
Ulbrecht moved around to the other side, getting in the passenger seat.
“Catch.” She tossed him the shotgun and ducked under the dash, yanking at wires.
Outside, the werewolf had gotten to his feet. The nasty wound in his leg was rapidly healing. In a few moments he charged towards the Benz. Ulbrecht saw the creature but Nadya was too busy trying to get the car hotwired.
“It’s coming,” he told her.
“Fucking shoot it!” Nadya replied, hands full of wires. “Fucking Benz’s… pain in the ass to hot wire…”
Ulbrecht raised the shotgun to his shoulder and aimed over Nadya’s back and out the broken window at the rapidly approaching werewolf. He pulled the trigger.
And nothing happened.
He looked at the weapon, confused. “What’s wrong with it?”
“Pump it!” she yelled. “Doctors… I swear…” she added under her breath in Russian.
He pumped the shotgun and aimed again. The werewolf was only about ten feet away. He pulled the trigger a second time and the weapon roared and bucked in his hands, nearly jumping free.
The shot hit the werewolf in his right shoulder and spun him half to the side, but he kept coming.
Five feet away from the Benz, the werewolf lowered his shoulder, intent on ramming the vehicle. The car came to life and Nadya sat up, slamming her foot down on the gas pedal as she extended a middle finger to the beast. The tires squealed for an instant then caught tread and the car sped forward.
Instead of smashing into the driver door, the werewolf creamed the rear corner, putting a large dent in the side and destroying the left taillight. The car skidded sideways but kept moving forward. Nadya kept her foot on the accelerator and sped down the road, glancing in the rear view mirror to see the werewolf giving chase. She skidded around a corner and continued to speed. The werewolf kept after them.
Driving fast and hard, she took turns much more recklessly than any sane driver would. She figured there weren’t too many drivers who would drive sanely while being chased by a giant wolf-creature so she didn’t let it bother her too much.
After a lot of speed and tight turns, she no longer saw the werewolf behind them. She slowed down – slightly – but kept putting distance between themselves and the creature chasing them. She looked over at Ulbrecht, who seemed in a perpetual state of shock.
“That was…” he started to say.
“Werewolf,” she finished for him. “Cell phone?”
Ulbrecht blinked and looked over at her.
“A cell phone. Do you have one?”
He reached into his pocket and pulled one out, handing it to her.
She took it and dialed Vladimir, putting it to her ear.
I’m getting pretty pissed off at this night. Taking out a building full of guards and a
She fired the shotgun at the werewolf and watched a spray pattern speckle his chest, drawing some blood but barely slowing him. She pumped the weapon and aimed lower.
Firing again, she was rewarded with a howl of pain as one of the werewolf’s knees was destroyed. The monster stumbled forward, slamming into the ground and rolling a few times. She hoped the wound would buy them enough time.
Turning, she ran after Ulbrecht. He’d managed to cover a good deal of ground. He stopped next to an older model Mercedes Benz and pointed to it.
“It’s locked. How are we -?”
Nadya moved past him and slammed the butt of the shotgun into the window, shattering it.
Ulbrecht didn’t even bother finishing his sentence.
She reached in, unlocked the car, opened the door, and jumped in.
Ulbrecht moved around to the other side, getting in the passenger seat.
“Catch.” She tossed him the shotgun and ducked under the dash, yanking at wires.
Outside, the werewolf had gotten to his feet. The nasty wound in his leg was rapidly healing. In a few moments he charged towards the Benz. Ulbrecht saw the creature but Nadya was too busy trying to get the car hotwired.
“It’s coming,” he told her.
“Fucking shoot it!” Nadya replied, hands full of wires. “Fucking Benz’s… pain in the ass to hot wire…”
Ulbrecht raised the shotgun to his shoulder and aimed over Nadya’s back and out the broken window at the rapidly approaching werewolf. He pulled the trigger.
And nothing happened.
He looked at the weapon, confused. “What’s wrong with it?”
“Pump it!” she yelled. “Doctors… I swear…” she added under her breath in Russian.
He pumped the shotgun and aimed again. The werewolf was only about ten feet away. He pulled the trigger a second time and the weapon roared and bucked in his hands, nearly jumping free.
The shot hit the werewolf in his right shoulder and spun him half to the side, but he kept coming.
Five feet away from the Benz, the werewolf lowered his shoulder, intent on ramming the vehicle. The car came to life and Nadya sat up, slamming her foot down on the gas pedal as she extended a middle finger to the beast. The tires squealed for an instant then caught tread and the car sped forward.
Instead of smashing into the driver door, the werewolf creamed the rear corner, putting a large dent in the side and destroying the left taillight. The car skidded sideways but kept moving forward. Nadya kept her foot on the accelerator and sped down the road, glancing in the rear view mirror to see the werewolf giving chase. She skidded around a corner and continued to speed. The werewolf kept after them.
Driving fast and hard, she took turns much more recklessly than any sane driver would. She figured there weren’t too many drivers who would drive sanely while being chased by a giant wolf-creature so she didn’t let it bother her too much.
After a lot of speed and tight turns, she no longer saw the werewolf behind them. She slowed down – slightly – but kept putting distance between themselves and the creature chasing them. She looked over at Ulbrecht, who seemed in a perpetual state of shock.
“That was…” he started to say.
“Werewolf,” she finished for him. “Cell phone?”
Ulbrecht blinked and looked over at her.
“A cell phone. Do you have one?”
He reached into his pocket and pulled one out, handing it to her.
She took it and dialed Vladimir, putting it to her ear.
I’m getting pretty pissed off at this night. Taking out a building full of guards and a
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