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(( How about your character is going to a bar and then the police end up tracking her down there? My character could be at the bar as well, but he decides to hide her from the police. ))
Ryan sat at the only bar in this small town. He wouldn't even go as far as to call it a town. It's population was just above three thousand people. The previous town he had gone to was over ten thousand in population. This was quite the difference. He had finished his glass of beer that he had, and pushed it toward the waitress there. She was the only one working there that night, next to the guy at the end of the bar whose shirt looked like it would burst open from the mass of body fat he had in his stomach. Ryan guessed that he was the manager since he had a stack of money in front of him and was counting. The waitress grabbed Ryan's empty drink and filled it up without asking if he wanted more. He had the look that made it obvious that he did. "Are you drinking to forget?" she asked him as the liquid sloshed into the cup.Ryan shook his head and pulled the glass to his person when she placed it down in front of him. "I'm drinking to remember," he said.
Ordinarily, Ryan wouldn't have looked up if someone he didn't know had just walked into this bar. However, the reason he looked up from his drink when Kiernan walked in was because of the scent that she carried with her. He could smell her shampoo product that she used, or at least, the remnants of it. She smelled more strongly of blood. He couldn't see any traces of it on her though. The second scent that came to him from her was that of a vampire. That was very unusual for a human to have.A police cruiser pulled up to the bar with one officer coming out of the driver's side. He'd recently received a call about a suspected murderer fleeing from the scene of a crime sight and they were headed in this direction. The walkie talkie that was on his shoulder in a carrying sling buzzed and gave detail to him about what his suspect looked like.
Ryan looked over his shoulder to see the police car pull up to the bar. Then his gaze wandered over to Kiernan. Ah. They were here for her judging by the look of fear on her face. A sense of pity came over him. She didn't seem to be the trouble making type. If she was, and what he did was actually pretty damn stupid, then he could always turn her in and collect the reward. He brought his drink with him as he walked over to her. He leaned against the counter and faced her head on. "Just go into the ladies' restroom and stay there until I tell you to come out. Got it?" he said with no hint in his voice that he was joking or that he was afraid of the situation at hand.
Ryan sat in her seat that she was in and set his drink down in front of him. The female bartender had heard the conversation that he had with Kiernan, but she played the act of innocence very well. She was cleaning empty classes, and Ryan brought his drink to his lips when the police officer walked into the bar.The officer had been to this bar several times before. The town wasn't as large as other places so he wasn't too concerned about finding any trouble here. Still, he had to inspect the surroundings. He walked over to the bar and stood in front of the female bartender.
"Evening there. Have you seen anyone suspicious come into this bar recently?" he asked her.
Ryan rolled his eyes and set his glass down on the counter then he turned to face the officer. "You're going to have to be more specific then that," he remarked.
The officer narrowed his eyes at Ryan. The guy just looked like the type to cause trouble, but of course, the officer couldn't do anything to him since he was a bystander in this. "I'm looking for a female with black hair and grey eyes about, and she's roughly 5'10," he said.
"And the charges are?" Ryan asked cocking an eyebrow.
"That's classified information," The officer said grinding his upper and lower teeth together in the back of his mouth.
Ryan shrugged and held up his free hand that wasn't holding the glass. "Just trying to help out here," he said.
The officer took his gaze away from Ryan and looked to the female bartender. "Just give the police a call if you see any suspicious activity," he siad then he walked out of the bar and drove away in his car.
Ryan pulled a $50 bill from his pocket and slid to the female bartender. "Just a thanks for helping out," he said.
The female bartender smiled teasingly and said "Anytime hun." She went back to cleaning the cups used for beer.
Ryan got up from his seat leaving his drink behind then he walked over to the ladies' restroom. He knocked on the door and said through it "You can come on out now. The guy's gone."
"So I could get a chance to talk to you," Ryan said simply. "I wouldn't be able to do that if you're in the back of a police car, now would I?" If he wanted to, he could've made her talk to him. Or..He could've beaten it out of her. He was strong enough after all to do so. However, he was moving more towards speaking first then taking action later on. It was a slow process, but it was beginning to work. Already, Ryan could tell that she was doubting him because of that skeptical look in her eyes.
Ryan stepped closer to her when she took a step back. "I want to know why you're running away from the cops," he said. He was more than tempted to make her speak at any cost, but he had to restrain himself. He'd been trying to learn more and more about what happened to make him what he was. He knew that what she had seen was a part of it somehow, and he wanted to know how. He knew she was human, but the fact that she smelled of vampire meant that she was keeping a secret that could very well put her life in danger.
"Because if you don't," Ryan's said with his voice lowering into an almost growl "I'll haul you into my car, and I'll drive your ass to the police station. You can either tell me what I want to know, or get turned in. Take your pick," he said. He wasn't expecting her to get so close to shouting in his face. She was a lot more stubborn and strong than he expected she would be. He was stubborn and strong as well. It was interesting to him how much she matched how he was in this situation. Eventually though, one of them would have to give in.
Ryan's eyes narrowed at her. She was telling the truth, but she wasn't telling him everything that he wanted to hear. A stab of pity from before when he first spotted her at the bar came to him, but it was in even greater power now. He couldn't let it show on his face though otherwise he'd never get what he wanted from this girl. "If you didn't kill her, then who did?" he asked using the same tone as before. His growl lessened and was less noticeable for being animalistic. It sounded more like he was frustrated now. (( I have an idea if you'll hear it. The vampire who is after her is a vampire of great power, and since they don't wish to waste time on hunting Kieran down, they send one of their own 'henchmen' after her to dispose of her? ))
Ryan watched her walk away from, and he surprised himself when he didn't make a move to grab her arm to keep her here. Maybe it was because he felt bad that she recently lost someone and now here he was, some guy she didn't know, questioning her about it like she was the guilty person. Still, he wanted to know everything. He'd get what he want at any cost. "Crap.." he muttered under his breath then he followed after her.John waited for the human girl outside the bar. He hated having to be his master's errand boy, but he wanted to be at his side no matter what. He was loyal to him and he had devoted his entire life to his master since he was the one who turned him. He would kill the girl for him, and he would be rewarded handsomely with her blood. He watched her walk out of the bar, then he suddenly wrapped his arm around her neck tightly causing her to choke. He dragged her against her will into the nearby alley then he threw her face first into the wall. He held one of her arms tightly to her backside, then the other was above her head. "My master sends his regards to you and your mother. He looks forward to seeing you both in hell," he hissed.
Ryan ran out of the bar after her, then he smelled an even stronger scent of vampire...There was blood being spilled as well. He hurried towards the source of it and found Kiernan being held against her will by a vampire. Ryan's animal instinct kicked into high gear as he charged toward John and ripped him off of Kiernan causing John's hands to scrape along Kiernan's arms where he held her. He threw the blood sucking leech into the wall opposite where Kiernan was.John landed back first into the wall, but he regained himself before he fell over. His eyes widened impossibly at what he saw. "Y-You! But you're suppposed to be dead!" he shouted then he suddenly attacked Ryan.
The two fought fiercely using any means that they could to get the upper hand. The speed at which they fought was inhumanly fast; it created a blur around their movements to anyone watching. The fight seemed to go on for ages until Ryan had John's head tightly in his grasp with an arm hooked around his jaw, and the other harm holding onto the top of John's head.
"Tell me what you know!" Ryan shouted not holding back his growl this time like before with Kiernan.
John limbs flailed out and until they fastened tightly onto John's arms and began to dig into his skin to get him to let John go. "I-I'll never..talk!" he choked out since he wasn't able to breathe.
Angered, Ryan snapped John's neck and severed his head from his body in the same motion. He dropped what was left of John onto the ground while he was panting heavily. For a moment, he found himself in disbelief of what he did as he stared at John's body. Then he looked up and saw Kiernan. "Oh shit..." he thought to himself.
Ryan walked over to her then he knelt down in front of her. He wasn't sure why, but he found himself watching her fearful eyes intentionally. It had been a long time since someone who wasn't human watch him fight a vampire, and live. His hands grabbed hold of each of her arms carefully then he extended them out in full length to see her wounds. There wasn't any bite marks. He returned her hands to her then he noticed the bleeding wound on the side of her face stretched from her forehead down to her lower cheek bone. He sighed then he asked "Do you think you can stand up?" Ryan needed to get himself and her as far away from this town as possible now since word would spread back to John's master about how one of his henchmen died under mysterious circumstances. And it was only a matter of time before the cops showed up.
Ryan didn't have time for this. "If you don't let me help you, you're going to die from blood loss," he said then he watched her stand up and fall back down. He let out a definite sigh this time. "Alright then," he said then he slid his jacket off of his person. It was cold out at this time of night, but Ryan hadn't really felt any of it nor did he feel the wind. He put the jacket around her then he scooped her up into his arms carrying her like a groom would carry his bride. His hands only touched the parts of her body that were clothed. As he walked out of the alley, he said "I'm not touching you. Is this any better?"
"If I was like that guy, you'd be dead already," Ryan said then he felt some of her blood from her injuries trickle down the fabric of her clothes and stain his hands. She was losing blood faster than he had thought. His car was parked in front of the bar. Luckily it seemed that no one had paid any mind to the sight of a guy carrying a bleeding girl and putting him in his car against her will. He opened the car door then he helped her into the passenger side and buckled her in. He then closed the door and got in on the driver's side. Ryan buckled himself in and drove away from the bar and the scene of a murder a vampire.
Ryan drove in silence until Kiernan finally spoke. Her voice came this time with less hostility. He assumed it was because she was still in a great amount of pain. After being what he was for so long, he'd forgotten on several occasions how fragile humans were. "I'm taking you to the next town over. We're stopping by a store on the way there to get you a change of clothes," he said then he looked over at her from the corner of his eye. "I'm assuming you don't want to go around for the rest of your life wearing clothes covered in blood," he remarked to her then he looked back to the road in front of him."I do go for blood, but I can control myself unlike the other vampires," Ryan explained to her. At least, that was what Ryan had figured out about himself. Ryan wanted to find out more about the vampire that was after Kiernan because Ryan was searching to find out more about his past. He woke up in a house one day with no one else there except for the dead bodies that laid scattered everywhere. They were bloody and cut open as if a massacre had occured there. Ryan was the only vampire there, and he'd been trying to remember how he ended up there. He had no memory of his past aside from his name.
Ryan changed lanes and then took the next exit that took the road they were on to a freeway. Car head lights vroomed past them creating blinding blurs of color. Ryan looked over to Kiernan absentmindedly now, and saw that she was becoming an unhealthy pale now. That pang of guilt from before came back to Ryan, and it was being a complete bitch to him now. Ryan looked back to the road and increased the speed that he was driving at.
"Ryan," he said without looking over at her. He could already hear her heart beat slowly lower in its pace that it pulsed. Ryan looked over at her and saw her eye lids open and close while she fought to stay awake. He had to try to keep her awake. He looked away from her, then he licked his lips and said "If you have any questions about my kind, you can ask. I'll be as honest as possible." Ryan took an exit off the freeway to the next town then he followed the road toward where he believed the center of the town would be. Soon enough, Ryan was driving through the Main Street in the town. There was a lot of buildings there, but there was one in particular that he was looking for.
Ryan felt a smirk come to his lips. "I know enough about my kind," he said then he found what he was looking for. It was a Blood Source building, and it was closed for the night. The place would have blood in storage, and it'd have plenty of medical supplies on hand. He drove toward the back side of the building then he parked in a spot close the back door. He turned off the engine to his car then he unbuckled himself. "I'll be right back. I got to go grab some stuff," he said then he got out of his car and hurried inside to the building.
Ryan came back to his car and saw Kiernan passed out in the passenger side of his car. He kicked into high gear again, and his adrenaline came alive as well. He opened the door to her side of the car then he places the box of medial supplies on her lap. He pulled the jacket off of her then he removed her shirt as well. She could yell at him for that later. Ryan brought out a blood bag, plastic tubing, a needle, a medial cloth. He attached the tubing to the bag that had a sealed opening for it, then he connected the tubing to the syringe and needle. He inserted the syringe into her arm then he pressed a cloth over the tip of the needle. He placed a strip of medical tape over the needle to it in place. He tilted her chair black slightly so the blood would flow more quickly. "Come on Kiernan," he muttered user his breath then he moved several strands of her hair away from her forehead. He placed an ice pack on her forehead, then he closed the door. Ryan got in on his driver's side and drove away from the building.
"Because it was getting in the way of me trying to give you a blood transfusion. You can gripe all you want, but I saved your life," Ryan said. He wasn't looking at her, but he could imagine the disdain and outraged look on her face right now. "I'm not done tending to your injuries either, so it's better to have your shirt off now then later," he said then he added "You shouldn't move around too much. You could make the needle in your arm break." Ryan drove toward a motel that seemed normal and average looking enough. He pulled to the main parking lot that connected the front building to the motel rooms. He cut the engine then he looked over at her and said "I'm going to go get a room for us. You're welcome to come inside if you're up for it this time."
Ryan shrugged then he said "You can put it on, but don't say I didn't warn you." He got out of his car, then he stood in the doorway to the driver's side and said "On second thought, wait here. You're still covered in blood." He closed the door then he walked into the main building and found his way to the front desk. "I need room for two people for one night," he said. The person working the front desk looked in their log of rooms taken up, then looked up at Ryan. "I've got a room for two with a queen sized bed and a bathroom," he said. "Do you have a room with two beds in one room?" Ryan asked. "The rest of the rooms are full for tonight." Ryan sighed then said "Okay I'll take that then." The guy passed Ryan a set of keys then Ryan walked out to the car. He opened the door on Kiernan's side and said "We got a room on the first floor."
Ryan put an arm around her to help support her so she wouldn't fall when she stood up. He had the met kit in his free hand then he kicked the door shut. Ryan walked with her to their room then he used the key to open the door to their room. He ushered her inside then he closed the door behind him. He turned on the light to their room and there was the bed, the couch, the lamps, the small tv then the bathroom attached.
Ryan nodded his head. "Yeah, I need sleep. And I wasn't going to share the bed with you anyway. I'm using the couch, and you get the sleep," he said then he helped her onto the bed. "I need to take care of the rest of your injuries. Do you mind?" he asked her. He had his own injuries, but she was a higher priority right now.
"You can keep it on this time," Ryan said then he pulled out a bottle of peroxide to clean her injuries and a medical cloth. He poured the liquid onto the cloth then he used it to clean the injuries on her arms from when John's hands clawed her. He tried to be as gentle as possible with this, then he cleaned her fsce injury carefully.
"They would heal overtime after a stake to the heart. The most effective way to ensure that a vampire dies is to sever their head from their body," Ryan said. A perfect example of this would be when John was killed by Ryan. His own injuries had healed over and there were faint white scars to show where they had once been. "And yes, vampires do burn in the sun. A vampire can't be in the sun for more than five minutes otherwise they would be burned to a crisp. Fire is just as effective in killing one of my kind as well. We catch fire like paper would." He finished cleaning her wounds then he began to stitch her wounds using a thread and sterilized needle. He met her gaze. "And no matter how long my kind goes without blood, we can't survive without it," he said.
Ryan shrugged. "If I had to guess, it's because of Hollywood trying to create a hype about my kind. Though, I have to say that a wooden stake to the heart makes my kind sound weak when we're not," he said then he looked over at her when she winced. "I'm sorry," he murmured to her then he finished stitching her injuries. He finished tending to her by wrapping her arms in medical wrap. "Your injury on your face can't be covered since it's too close to your eye, but besides that, you're done," he said then he got up and took the kit with him. He set it down on the table beside her bed then he walked over to the couch and sat down on it.
"Yeah, go ahead," Ryan said waving a dismissive hand. He then got up from the couch and walked over to the front door. He flipped a switch and the fan in the room turned on. They couldn't open a window, so the next best thing to do to help get rid of the smell of human blood was a fan. Ryan kicked his shoes off then he walked into the bathroom shutting the door behind him.
Ryan turned the faucet to the sink on and splashed some cold water onto his face. He grabbed the towel off of the nearby rack and turned off the water to the sink. He dried his face with the towel then met the gaze of himself in his mirror. He opened his mouth slightly and saw his white teeth. His finger lifted up slowly as he touched his canines. They were an average size, but they were serrated and sharp enough to cut through skin like butter if Ryan wanted to do such a thing. He set the towel back where it was then he walked back into the room. He found his way back to his couch and he sat down on it comfortably.
Ryan nodded his head and said "There's other besides my kind. As far as I know, there's vampires, werewolves, fairies, sprites, demons, angels, nephilim, archangels, ghosts, poltergeists, zombies, shifters, witches, wizards, and mummies. Keep in mind though, that's just from what I know. It's safe to assume that there's more supernatural creatures out there that have been kept in better secrecy. We're all different, but most of us have something in common..." He ran a hand through his blonde hair "We don't take kindly to humans."
"I have no interest in killing you or leaving you any time soon," Ryan said simply. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that he wasn't sure what was going to happen since he had saved her. He had planned on learning what he could from her then leaving her to her own so she could run while she could. It seemed that the two of them would have to be stuck together now. She was wanted dead by a vampire of high power, and Ryan had killed that vampire's loyal servant so he would be killed as well.
"No but I need to," Ryan said letting out a faint groan of protest for having to get up when he just got comfortable. He got off the couch then he found his shoes and put them back on. "Since I'm getting you clothes, do you think you could tell me what size you are, and while you're at if, do you mind telling me your bra size?" he asked to her then he grabbed his car keys.
Ryan gave her a smile back and said "Don't mention it." He opened the door to their room then he took a step out when he remembered something. "Oh yeah, before I forget," he said then he walked back inside and over to her bedside. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a gun. He placed it on her bedside table and said "Just in case you get some unexpected company." This time, he left the motel room, shut the door then went down to his car. Ryan got into the driver's side then drove away from the motel.
Ryan found the closest convenience store that sold clothes and other house hold items needed. He parked in the spot closest to the building, then he got out of his car. When he walked inside, he was greeted by white lights, colorful items, and old school country music playing over the intercom. He made his way over to the women's clothing section. He grabbed the first clothes he saw then he grabbed two jackets. He almost forgot to get a pair of converse shoes until he saw one pair of them left. Miraculously, they were her size. Then he realized that he needed clothes for himself as well. When it came time to purchase his goods, he ended up having clothes for Kiernan, clothes for him, her converse shoes, shampoo, deodorant, a hair brush, a toothbrush, tooth paste, scissors, and hair dye. He paid for everything then he loaded the bags carrying his belongings into his car, then he drove back to the motel.
Ryan parked his car back in the spot he first had it in when he first arrived here with Kiernan. He cut the engine then he got all the bags with their stuff in it out of the backseat of the car. He carried them to the room then he opened the front door. When he closed the door behind him, he saw that she was holding the gun that he gave her. "Careful where you point that," he said to her then he walked over to the table beside the tv and set the bags down. He picked one bag up that held her clothes and stuff that he got for her in it, then he tossed it to her. It landed on the edge of the bed. The hair dye bottle tumbled out of the bag and landed beside her.
"You have to. You're wanted by the police and they're going to send out a picture of you. You'd be in better hiding if your hair was a different color then what it is now," Ryan said then he pulled put the pair of scissors as well. He handed them to her. "I suggest going shorter as well," he said.
Ryan had stayed where he was standing when she walked into the bathroom then came back out with the hair dye in her hair still. His arms were wolfed across his chest as he watched her come back into the room with an unpleasant look on her face. "It isn't that big of a deal anyway. It's just hair," he said. Ryan was going to take a shower later on, so he was planning on waiting until Kiernan took a shower then went to bed or whatever she was doing to do afterward.
"Well then you don't tell people until the problem you have right now is fixed. And if I were in your situation, I'd be a lot more worried about my eminent death instead of my hair," Ryan said. This was one reason why he was beginning to dislike humans. They were always worried about the smallest of things and wouldn't look at the bigger picture at hand. "As far as why you're wanted dead, I'd say it's because you're a witness," he said. Though mentally, he was trying to calculate the truth behind it. No one would believe her anyway even if she told someone about vampires. So why go to all the trouble to get rid of her? Once he was done feeling irritated by her complaining, he saw how upset she was becoming because of this. Ryan sighed. "I really am sorry that you've put through this," he said.
"That's what I'm here for," Ryan said after he took a deep breath to calm himself down. He could feel his animalistic side of him claw and naw at his insides when when Kiernan spoke to him sharply. He didn't like it one bit. It was difficult for him to try to be good when the smallest of temptations and actions could make him go over the edge. "I'm going to help you find out why your mother was killed, and I'm going to help you get back at the person who did it," he said. "You deserve that much," he said then he walked out of the motel room and shut the door. His thirst had risen yet again. He needed blood, and he needed it now.
Ryan walked away from the motel. He hadn't realized how big this town was compared to the last town. There were more cars driving down the Main Street, and there were more people awake at this time of night. It'd been easy for him to find someone to feed from, but it'd be difficult to find someone withouts treating any attention. He ended up walking past the store that he went to earlier to get their clothes, and he found a stairway next to a bar then down to a dark night club. Once he walked down the stairs, he saw that there was no front door, but there were several scantily clad girls leaning against the walls with drinks in their hands. When he looked past the girls, he saw the dance floor packed with male and females bodies dancing to the beat of the music. The girl closest to him grabbed his hand, which made him look in her direction. She guided his hand back to her chest and over her heart. Ryan suddenly took hold of the girl by cupping her cheek and grasping her breast making her gasp. He bit into the soft skin of her neck and he drank from her thirstily.
(( Now to make things more interesting... Either she gets hit on by a human guy, she gets tracked down by another vampire, or she runs into Ryan after he's just left the club. What do you think? ))
(( How would she do that? Keep in mind, the gun is meant to keep unwanted humans away from her. She'd have to somehow sever a vampire's head from its body or set it on fire after she's had her wounds patched. ))
(( Fair enough. ))The noises that the girl in Ryan's grasp made were drowned out by the music of the club. To any passerby, it looked as if he was giving her neck passionate and heated attention. He had his fill of blood, and let go of the girl before she could pass out. He was a fairly clean eater when it came to blood. There would be a scar on her neck from him, but besides that, she would be fine. Ryan walked back up the stairs and was soon back on the Main Street sidewalk. He could indeed control himself very well around blood, but like the rest of his kind, he couldn't help but feel pleasure and satisfaction when he fed. Ryan wiped his lower lip with the back of his hand. He looked at his hand and saw a smear of blood across the back of it. He pressed his tongue to the blood deliberately, and licked his hand clean of the delicious liquid. Ryan stuffed his hands back into his pocket and made his way back to the motel.
Jack wasn't created by the man who wanted Kiernan, but he was a vampire nonetheless. He wasn't looking for the sort of girl that he could feed from once, then send away. He wanted to find one girl that he could keep for his own personal use for a while. If he wasn't a vampire, he could've easily spotted Kiernan a mile away. Not because she was beautiful, not because of the color of her hair, but he could make out that she had a weapon on her person. He smirked at the sight of this. When he came closer to her, he could smell another vampire's scent coming off of her. How interesting. Jack walked up to casually and walked beside in sync with her legs. "Either your drunk or your crazy. 'Cuz it looks like you want to take someone's head off with that thing," he said.
Jack held up both of his hands as if he was a criminal and she was a suspicious cop. "Easy there, I come in peace," he said giving her a grin. He was already beginning to like her for being strong and confident. Not to mention how forward she was with being cold. "I just wanted to say hello to you is all. And I was wondering if you wanted to go get something to eat with me," he said. It was almost impossible for him to not hear her stomach growl. He was getting pretty hungry himself, so it'd be a win for him even if she said no.
Since Jack was walking closer to her, his hand was bake to easily reach up to her ass and grab it. He grinned in her direction again, and this time, his fangs were visible. "Well then I guess I'm going to have to make sure that he's not a problem anymore," he said. His hand on she ass suddenly grabbed her by her waist and he pulled her toward him. "I'm guessing your friend is a vampire as well, so you know how it works when we're hungry, and we want to have a little bite. Do you think he'll mind if I help myself to you..?"
"I don't see any reason to. After all, he isn't here right now," Jack said."Turn around and you'll see how pissed off he is," Ryan said then he suddenly threw a punch at Jack.
Jack whirled around at Ryan and caught hold of his hand before it connected with his face. "I still don't see any reason not to help myself to your girlfriend. You're not strong enough to protect her anyway," Jack said with a smirk.
Ryan looked over at Kiernan incredulously. "You told him you were my girlfriend?" he asked then he suddenly laughed.
"You want to see something funnier," Jack said then he suddenly tightened his grip of Ryan's hand slowly crushing the bone in his hand. Ryan's face contorted with pain then he growled under his breath. "See? This is funnier," Jack said.
Jack's face was the one to contort with pain when he clearly didn't expect to see or feel Kiernan put a stake into his heart. "You bitch!" he growled loudly.Ryan smirked. "Now that's funny," he said then he suddenly pulled Jack's arm toward him that had been holding his broken hand and used his good hand to give a hard upper cut to Jack's jaw. He used his good leverage to kick Jack in the side and send him into a nearby car. The side of the car immediately caved in creating a dent along with shattering some of the car windows. Not to mention, the car alarm went off. Ryan was immediately in front of Jack then he ripped the stake out from his heart and used it to slice his head from his body.
Jack's head dropped from his body and rolled off the curb of the sideway landing by the car tire.
Ryan looked back to Kiernan.
"It's not my fault. The car shouldn't have been there in the first place," Ryan said simply then he added "Oh yeah, I almost forgot." He reached into his jacket and pulled out a paper white bag from an All-You-Can-Eat place. He handed it over to her. "I wanted to get you something since you haven't eat yet," he explained. "And why the hell did you leave the motel room in the first place? I was going to come back," he asked in a not amused and very serious tone of voice.
Ryan opened his mouth to protest then he shut it. God damn this girl and her being as stubborn as him. "Thanks," he said then he opened the door to their motel room then ushered her inside and closed it behind them. He turned on the light to the room and kicked his shoes. He walked over to the couch and flopped onto it comfortably. "That's the only thank you that you're getting out of me," he pointed out.
