The Cage chapter 3

Chapter 3

Kieva slipped out the back of the restaurant holding her gifts. She had an amulet for strength and a witch’s blade that strikes truer than any other knife. She started in the direction of an inn that Nikaw told her about. It was six blocks away and it was two hours before daylight. Suddenly she could see one of the vampires trailing her she broke out in a run. Another vampire joined him in a jog. She was in trouble. She turned down another street where there were gypsies hoping their enchantments would hold off the vampires. It seemed to work. Kieva glanced around trying to completely soak up her surroundings. She noticed a shadow hiding by the entrance to an alley and grasped her blade. As she passed the alleys entrance they slinked out, all five of them. They jeered and made rude comments none of which she heard. She focused her mind and body and recalled her master Kisha’s teachings. As the men closed in around her she tensed her muscles and struck forward. She was vaguely aware of her opponents all she could see clearly were her fists as she struck each wobbling blob. Suddenly she was on her knees gasping for air and being repeatedly kicked and bludgeoned. Coughing up blood she managed to stand up and regain her balance. With a quick kick and jab she knocked down one of her attackers. She then stabbed him repeatedly until she was thrown off him by one of his friends. She stood back up and started fighting with a short and fat man it took only one jab to his chest to send him down. With a round house kick she then sent down another opponent. She turned to see a short thin man just as he swung a bat at her head. She fell to the ground nearly unconscious. The two left then stood over her.

“Pin down her arms. I found her I go first.”

“What ever man as long as I get my turn. Make it quick I don’t want her to wake up. She is a tough one.”

Kieva could feel her pants being slid down. “I need to focus.” she thought to her self. She then kicked the man that was on top of her. The man holding her down jumped backward and she leapt to her feet. She grabbed her blade, turned and ran at him blade in hand. He fell to the ground blood all over his shirt. She felt a sudden pang of pain and fell dropping the blade. The one man left grabbed a stray piece of wood and began to beat her with it. All she could do was pray to Kashui for guidance. After several minutes of inexplicable pain she rolled over and kicked him in the nuts and rammed her shoulder into his stomach. He fell to the ground and she straddled him trying to wrap her fingers around his throat. She tried to squeeze but her muscles were to stiff. In the corner of her eye she could see her blade glistening only it was in some ones hand. She grasped the blade and stabbed the man in his throat. By the person’s aura she knew he was a vampire.

“Are they all dead?” she gasped.

“No, the tall one is still clinging.”

She crawled over to the tall one and stabbed him until she became unconscious. The vampire rose and slid his arms under her and picked her up.

“What an amazing specimen of woman she will make an excellent vampire.”