Chapter Four , Ask and Ye Shall Receive, The first Blood is Drawn!

Story by Tobias Woadpaw on SoFurry

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Chapter four, Ask and ye shall receive, the first blood is drawn!

*as a note in this universe the Nordic pantheon, religion and gods are the 2nd biggest religion in the states next to the Christ faiths, I myself am a atheist and I am doing all the research I can on the Nordic faith as it is practiced traditionally in Iceland Greenland and Finland today, and not the neo pagan faith. So forgive any mistakes and discrepancies I may make and pm me or comment to let me know any mistakes I my make regarding the description of the faith.

Seamus

Seamus brushed off his gray vest and placed three glasses in front of the other three furs pouring himself and Aaron some fine whisky and a smaller amount for the two boys. The sheep dog knocks back his drink licking his lips, "so what brings the son's of two old friends to my merry and intoxicated doorstep?" poring another shot he looks up "and how are your fathers by the way?".

The boys sniffed the whisky and tried to mimic Seamus and down the drink in one go but ended up coughing and gasping as it burned its way down. "They've seen better days," coughed Jake being the first to recover his eyes watering.

Seamus looked over the two boys reading much from how they held themselves. "How about you bring me up to speed? " poring them another drink.

Two hours later Brody and Jake were out cold in a whisky induced sleep, tucked into one of the guest rooms. Aaron and Seamus were taking sips from their respective drinks and were on their second round of darts as they hashed out the new information they had received.

"So when do you think we will see Alec's men make their appurtenance?" asked Aaron throwing his third dart scoring a bull's-eye.

Taking a sip of his drink Seamus winced as Aaron scored the point, " probably soon after you leave Im guessin." Getting up and setting his drink down for his turn at the board.

Aaron takes a sip as Seamus took his first shot landing a bull's-eye , "want me to stay or just wait till I hear the shots?" he asked as Seamus made to throw his second dart which missed the board entirely and thudded into the wall.

The sheep dog smiled looking sideways at his friend. "that's dirty pool kitty, wait for the shots if ya stay itll look more suspect if you don't". he was about to throw the last dart when they herd as low padding of feet in the alleyway next to the pub, Seamus looks over at the saber tooth and nodded. "bloody amateurs "

Aaron downed the last of his drink he stands up stretching a few joints snapping and heads for the door loudly saying "in that case ill turn in take care of your self and those boys!"

Seamus laughs loudly deliberately slurring his speech, "same to you as me stone-faced hard ass preacher of a father would say may you be in heaven an hour before the devil knows your dead!"

As Seamus made the toast Aaron's eyes darted to the two portraits of the late Christ preacher and his wife above the bar, then to the small statues of the Nordic pantheon on the dais behind the bar. a smile played onto his face when he thought how they would react if they could see what their son had done to the church.

Seamus takes another couple sips grabbing his darts and walking back behind the bar . a smile touches his lips as the deck boards outside the front window creek. He throws the dart through the window a getting a yowl. Ducking down behind the bar grabbing his sawed off shot gun and revolver . wincing as shots thudded into the thick wood of the bar a form rolled into the room making for the stairs. Seamus brought the revolver up and plugged him ducking back as the thugs comrades returned fire. Grabing a rag and bottle at random he bit pulled out the cork with his teeth. Spiting it onto the ground he wets the cloth plugging the neck with it . as he struck the match he glanced at the label. "Dullahan's Blood Whisky, oak aged twenty five years ?!" Seamus gasped "Odin's harry arse Your to good for them sorry sweet heart I dun know what came over me!". pulling the rag form the bottle he took a swig and corked it. Grabbing some English gin he lights the cloth and tosses the bottle out the door, casually he leveled the revolver and shot it. Shattering the bottle and raining a cascade of flaming gin on the bandits. "Finally found a use for that stuff other then paint thinner!" The cocky dog quipped to him self not hearing the back door creep open behind him.

Brody

Brody shot up in bed as the first shots rang out scrambling for his father's revolver on the night stand. Jake his own in hand lit the lamp. "Stay there Brody it will be easier to pick them off when they try to come through the door!"

Brody nodded swallowing audibly his hand holding the gun shaking slightly as he aimed at the door...

Seamus

Seamus spun as he heard a dull thud behind him bringing the sawed off to bare . the bandit who had been creeping up on him fell to the ground limp Aaron standing behind him rifle in hand. "hey hey! Watch were your pointing that!" the saber cat yelled ducking down as a shot from the door whizzed over his head. Taking a shot around the corner dropping a bandit.

He grinned looking over at Seamus, "how many you recon are left?"

Seamus popped up taking a pot shot at the group before ducking back down. "about four or five I think." As he begins to reload they hear one of the bandits make it up the stairs.