by Tediz » Wed Jun 17, 2009 11:30 pm
Luther fell to the ground, yelling in pain. One of the Imps latched onto his back. Or rather, tried too, as right before it landed on him his back seemed to ripple, then a long, black, tentacle like thing shot out of his clothes, wrapped around the Imp's neck then slammed it into the ground.
The other one landed on him, he wasn't quick enough to stop it. Right before it slit his throat, a bullet wizzed by, hitting the Imp's skull dead center. The small creature fell to the ground with a thud. Luther looked up, one of the Vampires holding a steaming Colt 45.
Meanwhile, the other Vampire and Werewolf still ran through the night, searching for the source of the fire. . .
Be not forgetful to entertain strangers; for thereby some have entertained angels unawares - Hebrews 13:2