06-16-2014, 10:21 PM
Aha! She saw those fangs. So he was a vampire! She'd totally assumed, and not thinking she was crazy, that this pair was definitely supernatural. But it wasn't like she was really an expert. She'd never seen one up close. And of course, how could she tell for sure just by looking at one, what it was?
Only now did she know this one was vampire. And the other one? Well, the growling didn't really help. Lots of things growled and grunted. Years of watching her dad hang Christmas lights told her that much.
Fear mixed with excitement and adrenaline at the vampire's words. He was threatening her, and that super sucked because she really really didn't want to shoot him. She wanted to put him in a box and take him home. Wait, what?
Katerina needed to focus. She wasn't doing a very good job of keeping her thoughts on the right track, or keeping her ass out of trouble. And she was definitely in trouble. I mean, what kind of person just goes wandering into someone else's home? Supernatural and angry someones home for that matter.
Perhaps someone who'd come up at so many dead ends, so many times, that she was starting to believe that everyone else was right about her. No. She'd traveled to Fairfield all those years ago, she'd interviewed residents there herself. That was no mass conspiracy...
Somewhere in the time that her thoughts started jumbling, and while her eyes glued to fangs, the red haired one lunged at her. Instantly, Katerina spun to aim, closed her eyes, and shot. Now, Katerina was a damn fine shot. But that was only ever at the shooting range, with her eyes open.
Nevertheless, she squeezed the trigger, once, twice, and three times. No telling what she'd actually hit. Definitely no telling anyone that she'd closed her eyes when she shot.... And hoping that she survived long enough to be able to tell anyone anything.
Katerina didn't waste any time looking for bullet holes. She spun around and headed for the door in a dead run. She still clutched the revolver tight as her feet pounded down the hall. Breathing hard, she ran faster than she ever had before, knowing that if a vampire or werewolf were after her, she could never actually outrun them. Here was to hoping. And to hoping that she wouldn't go plowing into another one as she tried to remember which way was out.
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