Hey there again!
I have another chapter to add to Crimson Days for your reading pleasure. ^_^
As I’ve stated in the last three posts, this story is being developed and written as I post it. It has not been edited or doctored up. Yes, that means you are getting the story’s first rough draft.
Comments are welcomed!
Before reading CHAPTER 4, make sure to read the first 3 chapters. Links are below.
**WARNING: Not suitable for the faint of heart, prudes or those easily bothered by strong and vulgar language, graphic descriptions, urban dialect, blood-lusting hotties, kickass female warriors, sword-wielding bad asses, dark smutty sex and extreme violence.**
**dystopian sci-fi, paranormal, erotic and interracial romance**
By the time I got back to my concrete quarters, I wanted to do nothing but get naked and soak my body in a tub filled with rose scented water—if only to rid myself of the ghastly stench lingering on my threads and armor.
In addition to that, I needed wine in the worse way. It was the only substance that would help clear my mind of the last nine hours.
Our mission ran well into nightfall. Unfortunately, that’s when the demons gained strength. The knights had eliminated most of the vampires by then, but the ones who remained put up a major fight. It got bad. Many soldiers died. However, in the end, we prevailed at exterminating every last vampire that’d taken refuge in the sewers.
All those, except for the ones I smuggled out of the area.
I had a feeling the massacre today would only make the death walker situation worse. As soon as the word got around to the larger, stronger covens that the Cross Knights were on a demon-exterminating hunt, the vampires were liable to strike back, and strike back big.
From here on out, sleepless nights were a guarantee.
I lumbered into my weapon cache, peeling out of my armor and uniform as I went. After I’d stripped down to my panties and
sheer tank top, I set my daggers, glocks and rifles back on their rightful stands. Sometime tomorrow, I would make sure to give them a good cleaning, but until then… wine.
A knock at my front door jarred my attention. I stepped out of the room and stared at the panel blocking my sights from whoever stood outside my quarters. I glanced at the time. 11:57 PM. It was probably Sanjay, the last person I wanted to see at the moment. It took only a second to decide I wasn’t going to answer the door. I wasn’t in the mood for a booty call, or a cursing out about our disagreement today.
“Officer Winsort! Open the door,” Sanjay bellowed, thumping harder with each rap.
Oh hell, he called me officer with stern authority in his voice, which meant he wasn’t alone. Nine times out of ten, he hadn’t traveled with his original entourage, the knights who were privy to our twisted relationship.
I took a gander at the security screen. Four men stood behind Sanjay.
High ranking officials were with him tonight, and for good reason. I’d made some off-the-wall moves during our last mission. That meant a reprimand session was in order. I was supposed to report to the council two hours ago for that session. If I didn’t open the door, I could easily be court marshalled.
Too bad I don’t give a shit.
Rolling my eyes, I headed for the kitchen. I had a hankering for some vintage wine. I grabbed the big bottle at the back of the lower cabinet. Year 2054 screamed from the label in large script. “Perfect.”
As I rummaged through my drawer for the cork-popper, four beeps sounded in the living area, indicating my security code had been overwritten.
“Door opening,” the disembodied voice announced.
Sanjay’s approaching steps came down hard on the concrete floor. Accompanying steps followed his.
“The fact I didn’t answer the door means I don’t want to be bothered,” I murmured, pouring the scarlet liquid into a glass. “And by the way, I’m nowhere near decent, but I’m pretty sure you can see that.” With my wine in hand, I turned and offered a wry smile to the high ranking officials standing in my kitchen.
They were clad in their pristine uniforms with badges of honor pinned to their chests. The only one in armor was Sanjay.
Five sets of wide eyes roamed over my sparsely clothed body. By the way they gawked at me, one would think they’d never seen a half-naked woman before.
Sanjay’s face turned beet red as his jaw set hard.
I wondered what pissed him off more. The fact I didn’t open the door for him and his companions, or the fact his male colleagues were getting an eyeful of his girlfriend’s assets. The only fabric covering anything were my boy-cut panties. On the other hand, the sheer top did nothing to conceal my large breasts and hardened dark nipples.
“Well since you’re here…” I lowered into the seat at my small dining table and crossed my legs. “What can I do for you, officers?”
“I’m sorry, gentleman,” Sanjay gritted out through clenched teeth, glowering at me. “Would you please grant me a few minutes alone with Agent Winsort?” As soon as the knights were outside my quarters, out of earshot, he growled, “You wanna tell me what the fuck you’re doing.”
“Having a glass of wine. You want some? It’s vintage.”
He slammed his palm down on the table, making the glass hop and the wine slosh. “You know what I mean!”
“You came barging off into my spot, Sanjay. I’m in the comfort of my own quarters, so I can have on as little threads as I want. Is that what’s really bothering you?”
Pitching the bridge of his nose, he paced the perimeter of my small kitchen. “Goddammit, woman.” He grumbled a series of rapid curses under his breath in his native tongue, Arabic, before speaking again. “Why didn’t you report to your hearing?”
I quietly wiped the wine droplets off the table, leaving his question unanswered. You’d think they would at least give me a day to recuperate from today’s activities before harassing me about this mess.
Sanjay lowered to his knees. He removed his gloves and ran his calloused palms over the sides of my naked thighs. “Babe, you need to talk to me. The commanding officer’s son… his only son… is in a coma, due to the tranq dart you shot into his ass. And let’s not forget his jaw is broken in three places. What the hell happened out there?”
Silently, I stared at the swirling red wine as I stirred my finger the glass.
His grabbed my thighs in a biting grip, making me wince. “Alexis, please don’t do this to me. Tell me what happen.”
I took a sip of the wine and let the heavy silence weave between us a moment more before speaking. “Officer JR chased two hostiles into my zone. I cornered the area with laser cones to notify the other knights in the vicinity that I was sweeping those grounds. Once the vamps crossed those cones, they were mine to deal with. The other knights abided to my zone markers, but Officer JR clearly had other plans. Instead of returning to his post, he attacked me. I hit him in the jaw with the butt of my rifle. Twice. He wouldn’t stay down, so I popped him with a tranq. And that’s the end of my tale.”
Laughter hid behind Sanjay’s smiling lips. I knew there was a part of him that found this situation humorous. He was twisted like that. “You are so fucking crazy, woman. Did you have to shoot him in the ass?”
“He was on his hands and knees when I pulled the trigger, so his ass was the only thing I could see.”
Covering his mouth, his snickered. “Need I remind you those tranquilizers are specifically made to debilitate vampires, not humans? He may not wake up from that coma, or worse, he could die.”
I shrugged. “One less jerk face to deal with.”
Luckily for me, no one on the force liked JR. Sanjay hated his guts. The boy was a pompous son of a bitch, who thought he could be an outright asshole just because his daddy was the tribe’s chief. I’m sure no one’s complaining about his unconscious state. No one, but his father that is.
Sanjay pushed to his feet and clasped his hands behind his back. An austere expression wiped his smile away. “So now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, are you going to tell me why you were wielding a G-twelve tranquilizer rifle during a kill mission? Or, are you gonna just leave it up to me to piece it together?”
For a long moment I said nothing. I knew there was no hiding my actions any longer. Every kid who came into my zone got popped with a tranq. Most of them didn’t even try to run. Once they looked into my eyes, they completely submitted. It was like they knew I was there to save them.
I contacted the CRF before I started gathering vamp children. The CRF were quick to deploy pods to collect the live specimens. The military wasn’t in the habit of leaving anything alive for their research, so they were more than thrilled that I was willing to assist them. It wouldn’t be the first time, nor the last.
The pods were stealthy and fast, able to go undetected. Only problem was, they made a whizzing sound that was hard miss, which defeated the purpose of them being stealth vessels. Nevertheless, I’d hoped the battle kept my fellow knights occupied to buy me some time.
JR came along and almost ruined everything. When he caught me loading his prey into a pod, he came after me. I put him down before he could alert any of the other knights. Little good that did me. All the council had to do was watch the playback from the drones that patrolled the area and all my secret deeds would be exposed.
I knew that, but I didn’t care. Saving eighteen children was worth it. “I did what I thought was right. Not all of them are monsters, Sanjay. During their experiments, the CRF have proved—”
“Goddammit, Alexis… You just don’t get it, do you?” he growled. “You don’t work for the CRF! You work for the military! When your commanding officer gives you orders to exterminate with extreme prejudice then that’s what the fuck you do!” He fell silent, took a deep breath then cleared his throat. “As of now, you are on probation until the council decides otherwise.”
Probation? Didn’t sound too bad. “Great. I need a vacation from death dealing anyway.”
Sanjay shook his head and added, “You’ve also been put on permanent watch.” With that said, he spun around and left the kitchen.
“Wait… what?” I jumped up and raced after him. “What do you mean permanent watch?”
I entered my living room and scuttled to a halt when I came face to face with an android.
My heart thumped out of panic. “Oh hell no.”
A translucent gel-like substance coated its mechanical workings like flesh. The machine stood perfectly still, his hands by his sides, his creepy milky colored eyes locked on me. “Good evening, officer Winsort. How may I assist you?”
“As you can see, you’ve been issued an Assist Droid. You can thank Steve for that. He convinced the council you’ve been under a lot of stress due to this war. And your actions were out of character because of this. He also mentioned your declining health and that you’ve been hearing voices on the battlefield, which is why you’ve been granted leniency.”
Steve? Noo, not Steve. I would expect this betrayal from Sanjay, but not my homeboy.
I leveled a finger at the droid. “Get this thing out of here right now!”
Ignoring me, he continued. “You are scheduled to meet with Dr. Chambers every day at noon to assess your physical and mental health until the council deems you fit to return to service for the federation.”
Tears filled my eyes as my anger grew. “Sanjay, get this goddamn droid out of here!”
“I hate we have to do this, but you have to pay for the choices you’ve made. Look at this way, it could be much worse.” He held a signature pad out and said, “Place your hand here to show you understand and agree with these terms.”
“Fuck you!” I screamed, slapping the pad out of his hand. “That droid is not staying here.”
Sanjay stood there, staring at me in silence for a moment. I couldn’t read his expression. He seemed unmoved by the whole situation, but I knew this had to bother him just a little bit. The droid would monitor my every move, twenty-four seven. That meant no more alone time for us.
“You don’t have a choice, Officer Winsort. Neither do I,” he added with just a flash of sadness in his eyes. “I will be by periodically to check up on your unstable mental condition. That is all.”
He stepped out of my quarters, leaving me staring after him. “Unstable mental condition? So you’ve labeled me crazy, huh?” I muttered to the closed door, seconds after he’d walked out. “Okay. I’ll show you crazy.” I hurried to my weapon cache. “Put me on probation, label me crazy, but leave me with room full of weapons? Yeah, that’s smart.” I grabbed my sword, but thought better of it when I caught sight of the spiked bat sitting on its stand at the back of the room. “Oh yeah, that’s better.” I slapped the sword back on its holder and then claimed the metal bat. I marched back into the living room. “Open the door,” I commanded.
Still standing where I left it, the droid asked. “How may I help you, Officer Winsort?”
“Here, you could take this bat.” As soon as the partition slid completely open, I swung the weapon, hitting the android in the stomach.
His artificial body folded over as he flew out the entrance. He hit the wall in the corridor with a booming thud, sending cracks branching out along the surface.
“How maaaayyy I…” the machine whirred, slumping to his knees.
Part ways down the hallway, Sanjay and the officials spun around.
The droid tried get back onto his feet. “Offic-officer Winsort…”
I pounced on him, wielding the weighty metal bat. Screaming out with every swung, I landed blow after blow until sparks were flying, and scarlet motor oil was spouting all over the place. After many more hits, the android was an unrecognizable heap.
With their faces stuck in a state of shock, Sanjay and the others gaped at me.
Breathing heavily, I swiped my dreads back from my face. “How’s that for unstable mental condition?” As I took in their stunned expressions, I harped out in laughter. “You may want to tell the council to send another droid. This one seems to be broken.” Dragging the bat on the ground, I sashayed back into my quarters.
Before the door slid shut, I heard Sanjay gruffly announce to the high raking company, “Gentleman, my apologies… I will meet you back at headquarters. Apparently, I need to have another word with Officer Winsort addressing her conduct.”
Copyright © 2014 by Yvonne Nicolas
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