Snippet #2079607

Taylor

I had quickly flown towards the ground as Samuel began to recover. He seemed okay, but as he mentioned he probably wouldn't be using his power again, I sighed. Oh well then. I jumped, nearly flying into the air at the sound of gunshots. I folded my wings in slightly, afraid of getting them hit. I looked to see if they had hit Samuel since the sound was closer to him but nope. Thank god, I would have panicked if they did. Still, they were too close for comfort. Using my main ability, I searched and saw red moving shapes moving towards us.

Just great. I let out a annoyed hiss. "We should really get out of here..." Samuel started "Because they're calling in the cavalry." I smirked slightly and nodded. Samuel took off into the air, and I glanced at the vamps once more, taking off after him. I kept him in my line of sight while at the same time, glancing back to see if they were following us. And it's pretty hard trying to make sure you’re following someone and at the same time make sure you’re not being followed. Of course though Samuel started landing and I followed, narrowly avoiding a Vampires grasp as I landed. I ran to catch up with him and then saw them. More bird people like us. And more vamps.

Honestly though, I was still caught up on the bird kid thing. The vamps were sort of forgotten for a split second. It was still hard to ignore the joy filling up inside me. Though, I was snapped back into reality as strong hands put me in a tight headlock. I grunted. My eyes quickly searched for anything, anything at all to help me. A few lone rocks laid on the ground. It wasn't much but it was something. Concentrating (hard to do when the life is being squeezed out of you) I stared at the rocks. One by one, they slowly rose and flew straight towards me. I flicked my eyes upward, and they quickly changed position. I could hear the vamp wince and let out a small "ow."

Rocks didn't have much effect, but they distracted him, and I wrenched upwards. For a split second I saw Samuel kicking a Vamp in its stomach. Then I had to resume to my own fight. I bit down hard on its hand, and it let out a pained wail. I continued biting though, harder, while at the same time thrusting my elbow backwards into his stomach. He let go of me, and my mouth remained on his mouth for a few seconds, before I kicked him in his rib, and then flew up to survey the scene.