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Let Slip the Hounds of War: Part III

Warning: the following story contains sexual content. If you are too young or don't like sex in your stories you know what to do. If you do like sex and happy sexy times then feel free to read.

For being "just a doctor", she has me asking questions every few minutes. Rachael and I had spent most the day out shopping mostly because most stores she tried to take me to a store that had someone working who was a regular at the boxing fights and I didn't want anyone starting a fight with Rachael around.

"What's wrong Brick you seem nervous?" Rachael finally asks

"N-Nothing just..."

"Did you see people from the rings at the stores?"

""Y-yea, how'd you know?"

"I went to those fights remember? I know that when their boxer loses weather it's their own beast or not they get violent."

"Yea, yea that's why."

"That's all you had to say, hold on we need to stop here thought." She stops out-side of an old teashop.

"Why do you need to stop at a teashop?"

"Because it's not a teashop." She says with a slick smile and we walk in. The smell of different tea leaves hang heavy in the air, the air in the room is acrid everything looks like it has been here for decades. An inch of dust on each jar, and every cup the old man behind the counter looks as though he's been there just as along. He looks like a stereotypical Japanese grandfather: wrinkled features, baldhead wrapped in a cloth, but he has a warm welcoming smile. If this isn't a teashop then what is it?

Black market store

Ha ha very funny

What a guy can't guess?

The old man lifts his head and speaks in a very raspy voice: "To tea or not to tea?"

The fuck is this old man talking about?

Rachael puts a hand to my chest then with a straight faces responds "Tis it nobler in the mind to purchase a knife, gun, or beaver for the ghost who haunts me?" (Quick note, a beaver is the metal part of a knights helmet that covers the face, get your mind out of the gutter =p)

Shakespeare? No not quite

Like you would know Shakespeare,

I've read some

No you haven't

"Welcome to my humble shop please follow me." Rachael nods over to me and we both walk behind the counter and down a small hidden cellar door. It's darker than any abyss once the lights flick on however it looks like a prepper's wet dream. Knifes, guns, ammo, armor, rpg's, and anything else you could think of. I stare at Rachael mouth wide open, she mouths "later."

"I see you have a beast with you Miss Davidson, body guard perhaps?"

"No Daisuke he's my boyfriend but we have a meeting with my father and I need him armed."

"Ahh expecting a fight are we?"

"Maybe don't know yet, Brick go ahead and take anything you want that you can conceal."

Holly shit is she arming me for a fucking war?!

Who cares? Free weapons, load up on knives, and pick up that handgun. If her mother is right, we may need that

Since when do you care about protecting her?

For us dumb ass. She is dragging you into battle by the cock; I can't stop you so I'd better be ready to save your horny ass.

I pick up knives, a pt-22, then something catches my eye, it looks like a robotic arm. "Hey Daisuke what's with the arm on the wall?"

"Ah, good eye my friend that is a spring loaded knife dispenser. It is very simple; you put the arm on, load up these slots with knives and pull this little leaver connected to your ring finger tug the leaver in a certain way then the knife shoots out into your hand perfect for stabbing or throwing." Rachael gives me a quizzical look

"If you don't mind my asking why do you like knives so much?"

"They are quite, don't need to reload, never jam, and are reusable and are perfect for cutting open someone's chest." After that, we go back home weapons and clothes in hand. After we get in the apartment and throw everything down I had to ask her before I explode.

"Can I ask you a question Rachael?"

"Sure."

"Who are you really?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, first time I saw you, you were just a shy looking redhead with a great rack sitting in the back of a bar alone. You find and patch me up twice, get kidnapped, then you're ok with murder, you have a cleaner crew to fix it all, then your mom walks in on us and it cool with everything. Then you are told your dad may try something sneaky and you are on the warpath! What aren't you telling me?!" She looks at me, shakes her head, and grabs my hand then says.

"Look, I am Rachael Davidson, I am a doctor, and I do love you..."Then that sweet side of her comes out and damn it I can't be mad at the side of her. "But you are right, there is something I'm not telling you."

"DAMN IT! What is it I need to know, DAMN IT I NEED TO KNOW I CAN TRUST YOU!" my knees start to wobble and give way, how weak "I've been betrayed so many times I need to know there is one person out there who isn't after my fucking head!"

"Brick, I..."

"Please..."

I finally get the strength to look up at her, she is in tears "Ok...I'll make you a deal, we get back from this meeting with my dad and I'll tell you everything." She kneels down and gives me a passionate kiss. "I'm not lying when I say I love you. But I can't fight like you can, so I need you to be my armor for this fight, ok babe, please, I can't do this without you." She throws her arms around me; I return it by gripping her tightly.

"Okay, thank you by the way. I have never been able to be that weak in front of anyone." I grab her back and feet and pick her up off the ground "Let's just relax the rest of the day and enjoy each other's company we'll need to be ready for tomorrow. I'll order pizza or something and we'll just chill on the coach."

"I'd like that."

GAAAAAAYYYYY!!!

Yea, yea when she goes to sleep we need to talk

After throwing the two of us on the couch I flick on the tv to some crappy CSI show or something, I couldn't tell you a single thing that was on that night I was too busy watching Rachael. Even just sitting still under my arm, she is stunning. The way her red hair just drapes over her face from time to time. Her emerald green eyes locked on the tv, ever so often I see her look up at me then quickly look back at the tv her cheeks glowing as red as her hair. The way her legs slide down the couch revealing every curve she has. Every hump from her chest, to her sides, hips, and even legs. And damn it she looks cute while she tries to fight off sleep, until I give her a gentle kiss on her head to send her off. As her breathing steadies, I can't help but think of how peaceful she looks, but what is it she's not telling me? She'll tell me soon, for now I need to talk to him. _It's getting harder to slip out of her grasp when she's asleep, but not impossible._I walk out to the balcony to talk with "him".

So what do you need to talk to me about?

Well I can't always control you,

Yea?

And I have a feeling if this meeting goes south you're going to some out, and I know it's been a week since you've been out...

Yea I'm ready to kill why are you talking about it?

Because I need a favor,

Why, what do I get out of it?

A favor, for a favor

Any favor?

Just about

Fine, what do you need from me?

Tomorrow if things go all SNAFU and you come out, I need you to promise me you will protect Rachael.

Is that all?

Yes if I can't do it I'll give you full control but with that freedom I need you to keep the body count down, that means no civvies, no Rachael understood?

Yea got it don't kill your new girlfriend and try not to kill everyone

Thank-you, now what do you want?

Don't know yet I'll keep that favor for later

That shouldn't scare me as much as it does

Don't worry your pretty little head just go back in and sleep big day tomorrow meeting her daddy and all.

She is out cold when I get back in the room and I don't feel like being "that guy" to wake her up. We may be humanoid but beasts can still curl up like a pet dog and so I did right by the couch If I can't hold her, I can at least be ready to save her.

I was having another dream but this one was different: Rachael wasn't trying to kill me, in fact she was holding my hand and we were running. The scenery kept changing we went from Broad Street, to a hospital, to a field, and then her bedroom. I looked at her body drenched in sweat, fear in her eyes, the kind of fear you see in a person right when they are about to die. Then finally, she says something gasping for breath and crying:

"Pant, pant, Brick I don't want to go back to him, I DON'T WANT TO DIE!" What does she mean? What is chasing us?

"I promise to protect you like I always have." The door bursts open revealing several (what appear to be) mercenaries guns drawn ready for a fight, and so they'll get one. Two charge at Rachael head on they must not have seen me with my knives Where did I get knives? The first knife left my hand flying through the air and one of the men's neck, and found its target. One man down one more to go: two quick steps put me in front of the second man, with my other knife I burry it just to the right of his sternum in between his fourth and fifth rib direct hit to the heart and so he fell. Three more men entered the door I drew two more knives and pounced at the men. My first new target slipped slightly on the rug giving me the opening I needed to do some damage. Once he lost his balance I delivered a swift kick directly to his patella (knee cap) breaking it in two forcing his leg to buckle forming a 90 degree angle with the ground. The second man drew his side arm only to have me dance around it digging a knife straight to the base of his skull hitting the medulla oblongata causing his body to hit the ground like wet clay. Just as I turned to face my last target I hear a gun shot, and then I felt warm, followed by a stinging sensation in my chest, a second gun shot and again I felt the same feeling in my chest that's when it hit me I'm...shot with that thought my body collapsed too weak to stand. The man gave a small chuckle then went over slapped Rachael and tied her with duct tape and rope. Then he returned to me put the gun to my head simply saying:

"Not enough..." then right as I heard the spring hit the primer I woke up to the smell of bacon. I looked over at the kitchen to see Rachael eating at the table,

What does that mean? Do I have to get stronger? I'm already one of the best damned fighters out there, I've killed more people than the fucking Joker for shits sake. No I am strong enough just my fucked up mind trying to mess with me.

If I knew what you were talking about I would agree however I don't care so go eat food.

"So you're finally up? 'bout time I guess Adonises need more sleep then the rest of us." I grab some bacon (YES!) eggs and sit down to eat.

"You know you never told me what that means." Rachael looks embarrassed face turning bright red then quickly looks down

"...He was a Greek god of beauty, Aphrodite herself desired him. He's supposed to be drop dead gorgeous and the paramount of desire. "

"So you've been hitting on me since I saved you from those kidnappers?"

"Before actually..."

"What do you mean?" Her face is even redder now it looks like that one fat guy at the beach who doesn't understand how the sun and human skin work.

"Well...When I patched you up both times I may have needed to give you a 'thorough' physical...you know doctor habits and everything."

"How thorough we talking?"

"Well I love that little scar on the underside of your scrotum..."

"That thorough?"

"Yea...how did that happen?"

"I had a match about three years ago, my opponent was a very pissed off bull. He knocked me to the ground on round 6 and shoved his horns at my chest all I could do was try to flip up but in doing that I put my sack in direct line with his horn. I don't remember what happened after that because 'he' took over but I had the head of a bull in one hand, and a horn in my left." Then I hear laughing Rachael is dying laughing. "IS THAT FUNNY?" she can't breathe gasping for breath.

"How is it not!?"

"Because I got my fucking balls pierced!" She was still laughing too hard to make a sentence "I'll get you back for that don't you worry."

"Ha, ha, I'll wait with baited breath." After that breakfast mostly consisted of exchanged glances and laughing at the other's eating habits. Then the mood darkened.

"We'll be meeting my dad around two...I have off today so uhh, how do you get ready?"

"Sorry what?"

"Well you've actually fought for your life before. So how do you get ready for something like that?"

"I don't do anything special, I just, relax. Enjoy the day or just do absolutely nothing." She gets a wicked smile across her face and those amber eyes.

"Well then guess I'll go take a nice long shower, it's what I do to relax. Though I have to admit sometimes it does get lonely...." She says with a sigh and a grin then walks to the stairs swaying that ass back and forth, back and forth,

Damn she knows how to shake it

Dumb shit go after her!

Oh shit!

That's all I needed to hear, even from 'him' and I tear ass after her ass. She must have seen me coming because she picks up speed throwing clothes at me as I chase her. Just as I get up the stairs, she trips taking off her pants falling backwards Thank-you beast reflexes! I grab her out of the air one hand on her back the other at her thighs. Grabbing her I continue to run towards my ultimate goal: the bathroom, but not before running my thumb across her slit making her yipe

"Told you I'd get you back." We burst through the bathroom door in a frenzy of kisses, well kissing isn't the right more like tongue battling, fighting for control of the other's mouth. After ripping her bra off, I turn the water to cold about to bring us in when she puts her hand on my chest.

"Un uh, not before you get those clothes off." Slipping out of my grip, she snakes into the shower then jumps out once the cold water hit her skin yelling "YOU FUCKING COCK!"

"What I just wanted to see how hard they could get." She slaps me right on the spot of my back she dug her nails into last night.

"Ass I'll have to punish you for that."

"How?"

"Oh you'll see my Adonis, but right now," she says grabbing my ass "Get that furry ass of yours in the shower right now!" I slid in and shit is it cold, it was like bathing in liquid nitrogen.

Is this the best your bitch can do?

Not now...

Oh well, can't stop me

The water finally starts to warm up it's not hot yet it's just cool. She jumps in immediately smacking her lips to mine then she snakes down my chest, by this point I was already at full sail out of the sheath.

"My aren't we eager." She's not wasting time this go around no slow crap she give the head a quick kiss before wrapping her tongue around it.

"I didn't know you humans could do that!" She looks up at me with those dark amber eyes of hers

"I can do a lot most women can't." I couldn't believe it the blow job she was giving me now was even better than the last one. As much as it pained me to do it I had to stop her. She gave me a confused look, and before she could say anything I brought her back to her feet, trapped her against the wall and gave her a deep kiss trying to get my tongue in. After rolling my tongue with hers I grabbed her ass and lifted her off the ground letting her lean against the wall. She instinctively threw her arms around my neck to keep balance I had her perfectly placed so that my cock was right at her opening. I nuzzled up to her neck to see if she was ready, she gave me an affirmative nod. I dropped her just so that my entire length shot straight into her. In her panic of falling, she wrapped her legs around my waist only making me enter her faster. When I was completely in I gave her a minute to get used to it. She may not be a virgin but damn did she feel like one, I started pumping into her and it was a struggle I had to fight for every inch, her pussy seeming like it did want to let go of me even for a second. Eventually we started making our own steam with cold water and our hot bodies, the whole she was screaming into my ear, my head never leaving her shoulder. "H-Holly fuck I'm cuming oh shit...I'm getting close. I'm-I'm FUUUUUUUMMMM!!" As she came, she bit down on my shoulder drawling blood, which was what sent me over. I howled, it was the first time in years that I felt so animalistic that I howled and it felt...liberating. I finished shooting the last rope of my seed into her when we both slid down the shower to the floor. The cool water hitting us and turning to steam still gasping for breath Rachael looks at me with a 'you know' kind of face:

"D-didn't my mother...say not to knock me up." Ooooooohhhh fuuuuuck! This was the first time I even thought about that shit! I've been cuming inside her this whole time, I am so fucked! She must have seen the look on my face because she laughed, "Don't worry big guy I can't get pregnant, you're good."

"Really? Why not?"

"Some other time, don't want to relive that now we need to relax right? And I can't do that all filthy, can you wash me? I can't always reach everything."

"Yea, no problem." With that sly voice that usually works

"And just wash, otherwise we'll have to take another shower."

"And that's bad?"

"With you, no it isn't but we won't have time to meet my father if we keep showering like this." The rest of the shower goes uneventful; I rub every inch of her luscious body with soap giving extra attention to her breasts and thighs. "Hey what did I say about that."

"What I'm just washing you"

"No you're being a tease, ass."

"You know you like it."

"S-shut up" when she looks at me with those emerald eyes I can't help but do whatever she asks.

Wait weren't they a brownish red a minute ago?

No they've always been green what are you talking about?

Well I guess you were preoccupied

Before I know it it's time to get out, she's starting to looks like a grandmother we've been in the water so long.

"Hey Brick not that I don't like sharing a shower with you, we should probably get out. I hate the smell of wet dog."

"We don't smell like that when wet."

"Then what do you smell like?"

"Those we've been around and who are close to use."

"So who do you smell like?"

"You"

"Awww"

GAAAAAAYYYYYY!

_"_Hey I need a few minutes alone ok?"

"Sure, think you can keep away from me that long?"

"Hmmm I don't know it'll be tough because," I couldn't resist singing it "the way you move it I don't believe it, it's almost too good to be true. I ain't ever seen an ass. Like. that." As I walk out I give her ass a playful slap.

"You won't get far with Eminem!"

I walked down the hallway picking up clothes as I go along I get to the living room and just collapse behind the coach. There are a few hooks back there I place my dog tags up on one of them and relax.

"Hey dad it's been a while." Before every fight I would sit and talk to my dog tags like I would to my dad. I know he isn't alive but just talking to the tags makes me feel like he's still here keeping me safe, and there for me when I need him most. Helping me with girl problems, or control issues. It is almost like I can still smell his scent, feel his strong grip around me, it makes me feel...safe.

Sup pops

"I uhh met a girl, her name's Rachael, she's really something."

We got it in

"Yea, we did a few times actually"

Been making me sick.

"I really think she's different though."

But there's still something she isn't telling us

"...So the reason we haven't talked in a while is because we killed a human in the ring, and now we've got a bounty on our head.

We almost died twice

"But each time Rachael saved us, so I'm trying to repay her, she really is special."

He really is horny

"Shut up,.. I really miss you dad. Hey hopefully I won't have to fight her father and I'll tell you all about it."

He almost killed her mother

"Don't say it, please."

He fucked Rachael in the kitchen and when her mom walked in genius here threw a knife at her.

"Yea, sorry dad I uhh didn't check first." "Alright dad I gotta go, love yea."

See you pops

I pick up my dog tags and put them back around my neck.

You know you never did tell me why you call him pops

I am a part of you, and I've seen your memories of him. He seemed great.

Yea he was...I miss him a lot, it's been...hard without him.

Ok enough reminiscing get ready, I want to spills some blood

Just, remember the deal

Don't worry I won't kill her

And you'd better keep her safe

Yea, yea guard duty got it.

+/-

It's weird prepping for a fight and actually being armed. Usually I fight with whatever the drunks throw at me to make the fight more interesting. Without the hoodie I was wearing, you never would have known I was carrying weapons. 32 knives, one handgun, and two extra magazines. Rachael has two colt .45's and body armor for protection. Right before we walk out the door Rachael stops me and brings me in for a passionate kiss. She has an embarrassed smile on her face saying:

"Kiss, for good luck."

"Thanks but as long as you are here with me we'll be fine." As we get to the elevator I feel...nervous? Why do I feel nervous? I've killed hundreds of people before so why do I feel nervous for this fight? I've walked through hell, ate jerk chicken, punched the devil and didn't sweat, so why am I nervous now? With every beep of the elevator my heart rate increases, why can't I get a hold of myself? As the elevator hit the lobby, Rachael grabbed my hand and held it tight. My heart rate is still beating at a level that would kill a diabetic. When we get outside and start walking down the street her grasp still firmly holding on to mine, my nerves are relived. It wasn't the fight I was worried about it was how Rachael felt about being with me in public. Most human-beast relationships are kept hush, hush mostly because it is still a bit taboo. But she doesn't care! That was the moment I knew I was ready for anything. If you were looking at us walk down Broad Street, you would think we have been together for years. Just a couple walking down Broad on a cool November day laughing and smiling at each other. Other people may look at us with weird or ashamed looks but you know what Fuck 'em.

"So any wacky stories Rachael?"

"Well there was this one time in med school where a few other girls and myself, were all studying for our finals. We were so stressed that we thought spying on the Alpha Sig frat house was a smart idea. So we snuck over around 11 at night and picked up a latter so we could see what was going up on the upper floors. It looked like a scene out of Animal House. Well we got up to the second floor where the bedrooms were and saw one of our friends Jess, in bed with this jackass Cory who cheated on every test. Anyway we saw her and him about to get it on and we yelled 'Don't do it you have so much to live for!' She jumped up and ran out the door with only a pair of panties and her bra on and Cory went straight for us at the window. We booked it out of there before he got us and got back to the dorm room, to this day Jess thinks it was her conscious finally kicking in to fix her life."

"No, you never told her?"

"Why would we it's better this way. So anything crazy for you?"

"Well, when I still had a few friends in the ring we decided to go out to the bar and get shit faced in celebration of our friend Rat's win in the ring. Rat was a Chihuahua, so when he beat a Doberman we were ecstatic and felt we needed to celebrate. Well Rat being a Chihuahua he couldn't hold his liquor so two Sam Adams into the night he was GONE! Well the beer muscles kicked in and he thought he could take on a Ram who was a frequent at the bar named Bob. Well Rat challenged Bob to a fight Bob knew he was drunk and said sure. The two went into the back alley and before the fight even started, Rat passes out. So Bob just pissed on him to assert dominance and when back in. We brought Rat back in and left him at the bar but we kept an eye on him. He came to an hour later, took one whiff of himself, and yelled 'I JUST BEAT THE PISS OUTA BOB!' He thought he really did too and he and Bob became close friends until..."

"Until what?"

"...Until he... lost to Bob in the ring...It was a tough day for everyone, especially Bob."

"I'm sorry," "For what Rat died the way he wanted, he always said 'If I have to die I hope Bob is the one to do it, that way we end with a perfect 1-1'"

"Well I guess if you have to go out it helps if it's a friend," she squeezes me "or your Adonis."

"Yea but we're not going out yet, I still need to get back at you for your 'doctor habits.'"

"What about the hallway, you even said, 'told you I'd get you back.'"

"Nah that was for something else, something from the future woooooooo, woooo.

We both laugh at what an idiot I made of myself and keep strolling along. "So where are we meeting your dad?"

"A little café on 10th, and Broad we used to go there when I was young."

"You two used to be close?"

"No he would talk; I would just sit there sipping my tea."

"If your father does try something do you want me to... kill him?"

She thinks over it for a few moments "I'll let you know, just keep an eye on me."

"Always." She gives a giggle and points across the street.

"There's the café on our left...well get ready, you're going to meet my father."

I'm ready

Are you?

No...no I'm not but it doesn't matter, I'll be ready, you just make sure you keep your end of the deal

Don't worry I will, a favor is worth its weight in gold to a trapped madman.

We arrive at the café and hour early, the only other person there is an old man behind the counter who reminds me of Cornell Sanders. After getting tea and the flakiest croissant ever we sit in a little table with one chair facing the wall, the other facing the door Rachael takes the seat facing the door so she can tell when her father arrives. As soon as we sit she grabs my hand and it's we're on a date again laughing and being loud. If anyone else were there, they'd probably be pissed. About an hour passes I did nothing but make her laugh the whole time, I had her in stitches over one joke:

"...and then the robot smacks her!" Her eyes are those beautiful emerald green that only look better when she is laughing so hard she cries. She finally composes herself enough to get a sentence out and places her hand on top of mine.

"Thank-you Brick I couldn't have done this without you, you have no idea how much this means to me."

"No problem I just want you safe."

""Thank-you, oh here comes my dad, sit over here with me." When I take the seat next her and grab her hand then give her a smile before looking up at her father.

Oh....fucking....shit!

It's the president of the boxers! Told you it was a trap

Hold on she's nervous too.

I swear her hands were like vice grips at this point I couldn't get out of her grasp if I wanted to. She clears her through:

"Brick, this is my father Keith Davidson."

"Rachael what is he doing here?" Keith asks with a demeaning tone

"Dad, Brick is my boyfriend."

"So you didn't bring him here for the bounty? Well this just got more complicated."

"No, I didn't, he's my boyfriend not another one of your trophies."

See not a trap

Maybe not from her, but he is defiantly up to something.

"So two freaks with the blood lust are in love? How cute." Keith says in a snide tone

"What do you mean?!" I ask him

"Oh she hasn't told you? Then tell me why are you here? I thought you were dead?"

"I'm here to keep her safe."

"Aww so you think she really is in love with you? Ha! No, she's just using you dumb ass."

"That's a fucking lie!"

"What makes you so sure kid?" A wicked smile crosses my face

"Because I know every inch of Rachael inside! And out."

"Y-You...you dare touch my experiment! Rachael how could you let this...Beast touch you!"

"She's not and 'EXPERIMENT!' I've got half a mind to slit your-"Rachael put her hand to my chest, the look on her face is...distant like she's not even there. And her eyes are deep amber, almost red?

I don't like the look in her eyes it's too much like...

Us?

Yea, but it can't be like us?

In a low almost inaudible voice, Rachael looks at Keith "I am not your property Keith!" The venom she put in his name was deadly. "I am my own person, and you know what yes I did let Brick FUCK me. And you know what, he was the best damned man I've ever fucked! Now say what you want to and leave before I kill you myself!"

Keith chuckles a bit looks at me then Rachael "Do you even know who your boyfriend is?"

Rachael looks deep into my eyes, she grips my hand even harder, then gives me a 'let me handle this' kind of smile.

"Yes I do know who he is. I am dating Brick, a black wolf boxer who is afflicted with the Blood Lust. You have a bounty on his head for killing a human in the ring. Most see him as a heartless killing machine, but he is also a scared pup who just wants someone in his life who won't stick a knife in his back. He is also amazing in the sack, that answer your question?"

When did she find out about the bounty?

Who knows, KNIFE!

'He' took over, grabbed a knife out of midair heading right for Rachael's neck, 'he' then draws, and throws a second knife into the opposite coroner of the room on the ceiling. A second later a Chameleon drops from the ceiling dead.

"Heh, I know you are the great Brick and all but I never would have thought you actually would have saved her, and killed my assassin." I get control back from 'him'

Thanks

Don't thank me yet you are bleeding.

I am still holding the knife in my left hand, Rachael gives me a quick kiss "Thanks babe, don't kill him yet. So brought us here to kill us?"

"No actually I was going to take you back with me but now I have a proposition for you."

"What kind of proposition?" She asked skeptically.

"A simple contest, it's obvious he will protect you no matter what. So how about this, a test of who is stronger. I will send a total of 10 assassins after you at different times. If Brick dies or I get Rachael back, I win. If you kill all ten of my slaves, then you win."

"How is that fair?" Rachael exploded "What makes you think we would agree to that?!"

"Simple I will give you two a text or call with the approximate day the assassin will be sent. And if you win Brick's bounty will be lifted and I will relinquish all of my assets to you two." He gets a slime bucket smile across his face looks to me "So what do you say Brick?"

"It isn't up to me. Rachael makes the call on this one; I will follow her through any hell you put us in." I gave her hand a little squeeze but she didn't return it like she had before. I looked at her face; it was as if she just watched her best friend die. Keith gives that shit eating chuckle

"I can see you two need some time, this card has the number to call with your answer I expect to hear back within 24 hours. Oh, by the way whatever crimes you commit killing my slaves will be forgiven you won't have any trouble with the cops. If you don't accept I'll just keep sending assassins. You will fall eventually." He turns around and walks out. The moment the door closes Rachael collapses.

Shit she's out cold

Let's get her back to the apartment

Whoa since when do you care?

Since we can't leave cleanly now. How are we supposed to get an unconscious girl to her apartment without drawing attention?

"Excuse me?" It was the old man behind the counter "If you need help I can drive you two home..."

"How do I know I can trust you?"

"You don't but I'm not going to piss you off after you killed that guy without blinking."

What do you think?

Say yes but keep your weapons ready

"Thank-you sir that would help a lot."

On the way, back I had to ask him, "Why would you help us?"

"Rachael is one of my best customers, and everyone in my line of work knows about Rachael and her new 'fuzzy buddy.'"

"What was that?!"

"I didn't mean anything by it. That man you met yesterday who sold you the knives works with me I was told to keep an eye out for Rachael and 'her new fuzzy buddy' is how he put it."

"Why are you guys looking for Rachael?" "What, we're not, she's help us out a lot we are just trying to pay her back."

"What do you mean?"

"If she hasn't said anything I won't either. She'll tell you when she feels you need to know. We're here, right?"

"Yea, thanks for the help."

"Take care kid, keep her safe."

He took off leaving me with an unconscious girl and a lot of questions. I had to go digging though her pockets to find the key, I swear she planned this out just to get me to grope her ass. Once in I put her in bed and pulled up a chair to keep an eye out over her. The clock read 4pm.

+/-

The clock read 2am:

You know watching a girl sleep for 10 hours is a little creepy

I just want to be sure that she is ok. Did you notice anything weird about her when she passed out?

No I was watching Keith like you

What do you think he meant by "two freaks with the blood lust in love?"

Maybe he used Rachael as a guanine pig and found a way to give humans the lust?

It would explain her two sides,

And eyes

They did change right?

Yea I thought they were green but at the café they were defiantly dark amber if not red.

Maybe Keith was just fucking with us

What I want to know is how did she know about our bounty

Maybe she was at the fight

No she couldn't have gotten uptown that fast

And why does she have so many shady old guys who keep an out for her is she even a doctor?

We'll ask her once she's up. But no matter what I'm staying here.

You really are in love with her aren't you?

Well maybe...fuck it, yea I am

Such a poon hound

The clock read 3:15am

Is she ever going to wake up?

Just then, Rachael sprang awake sitting right up calling for me. I quickly grab hold of her and wrap her in a hug.

"Shh, shh everything is ok, you are ok I'm here." She nuzzles her head into my chest and starts to cry.

"B-Brick I'm so sorry."

"Shh you have nothing to be sorry about."

"Yes I do!" She screams hysterically "When you told Keith you'd walk through hell for me it made me realize you've been fighting for me putting your fucking life on the line for me. And I couldn't even tell you the truth about me! It's not right! I don't deserve you! You should just leave me I'd understand. If you don't you'll die and for nothing, all because I'm a lying bit-" I kiss her mid-sentence not letting her finish she instantly calms down.

"Rachael do me a favor, whenever you think like that shut up. Or I am going to need to put sense into you. I don't deserve you. You saved my life twice, gave me a place to sleep, food, clothes, and yourself. Most people wouldn't even spit on me. That's why I am not leaving your side, that's why I would fight and die for you." She looks at me with those bright emerald eyes, those beautiful eyes that look like gems and she cries again.

"T-Thank-you, thank-you."

"No problem, I hate to bring this up, but do you remember Keith's deal?"

"...yes"

"It's your call."

"Then I need the absolute truth out of you 100%, did you mean what you said back there? About walking through any hell with me?"

"Every word."

"Then give me the card I'll tell him we're in." She leaves the room

So we leave the ring to protect some woman in a deal of assassins

Yup

Have I ever mentioned I hate what you get us into?

Have I mentioned the new deal?

What deal?

Simple you continue to protect Rachael when you are out, and I will keep owing you. The more you save her when I can't the better the reward.

I like it, and I guess she isn't so bad. She does continue to give us new blood to spill.

Rachael comes back in "Ok I called him were in...wait HOW ARE WE GOING TO SURVIE THIS!?"

"Rachael calm down, I've got it all worked out."

End of Part III

Again thank-you all for reading, I hope you enjoyed it. Like the others feel free to comment anything you want: how bad my grammar is, what you liked, what you didn't and any suggestions. Part IV is underway and I will start typing it up soon. I really like the way part IV is coming and I can't wait to share it with all of you, it may even be my favorite so far, we'll see. I'll put another update soon enough. Thank-you all for your support you have no idea how much it means to me when I check the story and see over 100 people who have read it you are all amazing =).

-Brick