The man pulled off his ski mask fully, and long black hair flowed out against his pale face, only to reveal that it was a woman, not a man.  She turned to the closest black clothed figure and pulled the trigger on her gun, spraying bullets out at the man.  Blood splattered out in vicious sprays as the bullets hit home.

Sam took the distraction as her chance to strike.  She pulled her axe up and ran at the nearest vamp.  When he realized that someone was attacking, it was too late.  The axe hit him hard in the neck.  Blood sprayed out at Sam, and the vamp fell to his knees and burst into flames.

 The leader looked at Sam and back to the lady vamp.  He smiled, “Kill them all!”  The vamp closest to Sam turned to fire.  Agent Flaurence pulled out his gun and fired at the vamp’s shoulder.  Blood burst from its shoulder and it twisted, falling to the ground.  The female vampire jumped high into the air.  She twisted and pulled two stakes out of her jacket.  She landed on the nearest vamp and stabbed him through the heart.  She then turned and ran at the lead vamp jumping again into the air. 

Sam heard a scream from behind.  She looked back to see three vamps trying to drag the girl out of the warehouse, “Red!” 

Red was still lying in the ground in shock.  Hearing his name, he snapped out of his trance and turned to Sam.

“Red! They’re taking the girl! Help me!”  Sam ran after the girl.  Red pushed himself up and followed Sam to the exit.  Sam saw the vamps leave through the same doors they had used before.  She turned back to see Red on her tail, while Agent Flaurence and the mystery woman were fighting off the remaining vampires.  She ran out of the building, bashing the doors open with her shoulder before they shut.  She looked down the alley.

 There were three vamps taking the girl away and moving fast.

 Red came out of the doors just behind her, “We got to stop them Sam. Who knows what they’ll do to her.” 

Sam nodded and ran after the vamps.  She was closing the gap on the creatures when a loud howl broke out across the night, “What the…”

 The vamps stopped moving and turned their heads upward.  Sam looked up to see several large beasts on the roof of the warehouse.  They stood on two legs, which came to an end at two large clawed feet.  Their large shoulders were hunched over, and their massive arms rippled with muscles.  Their skin was covered with various colors of fur.  They had gleaming sharp teeth that dripped with saliva, brought on by the thrill of the hunt.

“Not werewolves, seriously?”  Red rubbed his head, “I’ve got to get out of this line of work.” 

Sam looked back to him, “Shut it Red.  We need to save that girl.”  Sam looked back at the wolves. 

They leaped off the roof and onto the vamps.  They killed two of them instantly.  Their claws ripped into the vampire’s chests in an eruption of gore, soon followed by bursts of fire.  The third vamp pulled a silver stake out and stabbed one wolf on top of him in the heart.  It let out a short howl of pain and went limp.

The remaining beasts let out sharp sorrowful growls at the loss of their pack member.  One of them barked in its gruff voice, “Geh tha gurl an khill tha vamp!”

  The vampire turned to the other two werewolves, who had cornered him in the alley.  The girl lay silent on the ground, covering her ears.  Sam ran at the wolves, “I’m tired of all these monsters!”  She raised the axe to swing, but the wolf heard her coming. 

It swung its large arm hitting her in the stomach.  She flew against one wall, dropping the axe.  The wolf then joined its comrade staring down the vamp.  They stood still for a few seconds, and then they both pounced on the vamp.  His scream lit up the night sky. 

Red stood back watching the whole thing.  He wanted to run away from all this, save his own skin today and live for tomorrow.  The only problem was he saw that Sam had run to save the girl without hesitation.   She put her life on the line, so shouldn’t he?

He stood a second longer pondering his situation. 

Well. So would he. 

He ran at the wolves screaming.  The wolves turned to see a scrawny man charging them with no weapons.  They chuckled in a low growl at each other and stepped forward to face the easy prey.  As Red got only a few feet away from the wolves he closed his eyes, “This better work,” he whispered to himself. 

The wolves were ready to claw their victim, when the man suddenly stopped.  They were puzzled, but one decided to strike anyway. As a wolf raised its arm, the scrawny man spoke, “Too bad for you. It worked.” 

A large shockwave shot out from Red’s head.  It struck the first wolf dead center on its chest and sent it flying at the wall.  It hit hard.  The crunching of bones filled the air and the wolf dropped to the ground limp.  The second wolf turned and started to run.  The wolf didn’t run far before it started rising off of the ground.  The wolf was levitating now.  It was slowly turned in midair to face Red. He smirked, “Tsk, tsk.  You can’t leave the party now.”  Red closed his eyes and flung the wolf behind him. It flew all the way down the alley at lightning speeds, smacking the wall next to the doors, dropping limp, just like the first wolf.

 The doors flew opened up and Agent Flaurence and the lady vamp walked out.  Agent Flaurence looked at the ground next to him, “Werewolves? Here?”  He turned to the lady vampire behind him, “This place is all messed up.” 

Sam woke to the sight of the girl standing over her.  Her hand was held out, with the other holding the axe.  Sam took her hand and pulled herself up. 

The girl handed her the axe and smiled, “Very special.”

Sam was stunned.  The girl spoke English, very crudely, but still English. 

Agent Flaurence walked up to Red and Sam with the mystery lady right behind him, “This is Andrelle Genevieve, our very own lady vamp.” 

She stepped forward and spoke with a French accent, “Bonjour mon amis. Pleased to meet you all, but I think we should be going. There will be more of them out there.” 

Sam nodded and took the girl’s hand, “Follow me, we’re getting you out of here.”  The girl nodded and followed the team out of the alley and to the SUV.  Agent Flaurence pulled out his keys but stopped at the sight in front of him. 

A dozen figures in rag tag clothes stood in the shadows between them and the SUV.  One stepped forward, “We want the child.” 

Sam had just defeated vamps and dealt with wolves.  She wasn’t in the mood for thugs. “You can’t have her. Now you better leave before you get the pleasure of a quick death.” 

The man stood in the shadows for a bit longer; silent as the air, then he stepped forward into the light.  His face was disfigured and mutated, his eyes were oversized and his mouth was lipless. A third arm came out from behind his back holding a gun.  Several of the other figures stepped into the light.  One’s body was one a long mass, as if it were a giant overgrown slug.  Another looked as if two men had been melted together, forming a mass of misshapen flesh; they raised antique guns at the group.   

Andrelle looked away in disgust, “Mutants are so very disgusting. Your country seems to have more than I’d imagine.” 

Sam gripped her axe tight; it looked like there was only one way out of this.  She turned to Red, “Can you work your stuff on these guys?” 

Red had thick blood dripping from his nose, he looked exhausted, “No, I’m already too weak.  It took all I had to take care of the last two.” He took a few deep breaths, and then his legs crumbled beneath him. 

Agent Flaurence pulled a new clip out of his jacket and replaced the one in his gun.  “Looks like we’re in for a fight, guys,” He raised his gun when the small girl stepped in front of him. 

She lowered his gun with her hand, “Close eyes please.”  She looked at Andrelle, “You need cover up, ma’am.”  She turned to the mutated people and raised her hand. 

Sam saw a light starting to form.  It got brighter and brighter, until she had to close her own eyes.  She put her hands over her eyes to shut out the brilliant light. It was impossible to block it all out.  When she was finally able to open her eyes, the mutants were all bent over holding their faces, screaming in agony.

The lead mutant who spoke for the group was to be fried to a crisp, while the others couldn’t take their hands off their eyes.  “I can’t see!” One of the mutants shouted. 

Agent Flaurence opened his eyes.  The mutants first came into view.  He took a quick glance at the girl, wondering what she really was, but he had bigger priorities right now, “Let’s get going before they can see.”  The team ran around the mutants who were more concerned with their pain than on the girl.  Agent Flaurence started the car, as Andrelle got in the front with him.  She pulled off her mask and started shedding the layers of black clothing the other vampires had been wearing, revealing a body to lust over.