the living are hungry hodnes [ lexark ]

4] you're okay, hodnes

You know when I was a kid, my mom used to say that if she ever wanted me to do something, she would just tell me to do the opposite of said action and I would do what she originally wanted. So when I get inside the house I go to my brothers pack next to him on the floor. He is sleeping so I try to be as quiet as possible as I unzip the pack. Once I found his hand gun I carefully get up and go outside. Why? I guess some things never change. Or, and this is the most likely reason.. I'm an idiot who wants to get herself killed while pissing of a certain scary sexy blonde.

I take off in the direction I last saw Elyza, gun drawn and my dagger in hand. I have to hurry and find her. Maybe she needs help. Then I stop in my tracks. Let's be real, dumbass. I'm going to do something stupid, or get myself into some form of trouble and shes just gonna have to save me. I can't stop the smile from forming. I do like when she saves me though.. I shake the thought away.

I make my way to the end of the dirt driveway. I see Elyza and what looks like someone belonging to the group we ran into earlier. He is wearing the same black combat gear and his bandana is pulled down from his face. They are about a hundred yards away. He is on the ground sitting against the driver's side door of an abandoned car. It looks like his hands are tied behind his back. She is leaning over him, whispering in his ear. When she leans back waiting for an answer he spits in her face. She steps back and lets out the most chilling laugh I have ever heard in my life. Suddenly I realize that coming out here may have been a huge fucking mistake. Before I can turn away to sneak back up to the house, I hear her beautiful raspy voice.

"I will ask you one more time. Are you alone? Have you radioed our position to base?" Hey looks up at her, I can see one of his eyes is swollen shut. A small sick smile spreads across his face, blood seeping from it.

I hear his voice for the first time. Wishing I didn't after hearing his words. "How does it feel to be the only remaining freak of the bunch? We killed the rest of your precious Lost Boys. You can kill me if you want, but they WILL find you. You're all alone here, you can't take on the whole Corp. That's nothing new though, is it orphan bitch?" He spits at her again. Before the spit even hits her, Elyza is springing into action. She brings her knee up at what seems super human speed and connects with his skull. There is a sickening crunch. The guy is dead. There is no way possible he could have survived a hit like that.

I'm in shock. I can't move. I can't breathe. I can't do anything but stare at the horrific scene before me. My brain is saying run, get the fuck outta here! My feet won't move though. I hear Elyza before the black spots take over my vision. "Now look what you made me do asshole. I got brains all over my brand new jeans." She kicks the dead man in frustration. Then the black spots grow and I pass out.

Trying to break through the fog of unconsciousness, I find myself thinking of the ocean. Calm peaceful waters and roaring powerful waves all the same. I feel warm hands on my cheek and open my eyes. I find beautiful blue eyes peering down at me. Eyes that are calm and peaceful yet roaring with power. A worried look disappearing from Elyza's face when she sees I am ok. She traces her thumb against my cheek.

"Are you ok Lil Bit?" She asks me. I know I should be afraid of her. She just killed a man with a knee to the head. For some reason I don't feel afraid. I feel safe. Safer then I have ever felt before and after the end of the world. I nod my head, unable to find my voice just yet.

"Are you sure? Do you need me to give you mouth to mouth?" I give her a small chuckle. Flirty no matter the situation. Although the thought is very appealing, I shake my head no. She nods and goes to pull her hand away. I grab her wrist and hold her hand right where it is. I close my eyes. I just want to hold onto this safe feeling for a minute longer. I can feel in the pit of my stomach that everything is about to get turned upside down. I feel her thumb start brushing my cheek again and open my eyes. She is staring back and I feel like she is seeing all of me. Every thought, every emotion, every little piece of me. I feel like she knows the parts of me I haven't even discovered myself. My heart stills and my breath catches. I start to rethink her CPR offer. I might actually need it right now.

"You're ok, Hodnes. I'm here." Hodnes? What does that mean? I don't question it further as she has so many nicknames for me it's hard to keep up. I like the way it sounds though. I like it best of all. I let go of her wrist. She runs her thumb once more across my cheek and moves her hand to help me up.

"Well," she starts. "It looks like I owe you some answers. Why don't we head inside? We will have to wake up the group for this." She holds out her hand to me. I take it without hesitation and we head back to the house. It's a pretty long driveway, I can't help but wish it was a little bit longer. I have a really bad feeling, and a knot in my stomach. Even though I just watched her kill a man less than five minutes ago, I feel like this is the calm before the storm.

We get to the front door and she pulls me back from entering the house. I turn to look at her the question in my eyes. "I just have to do a quick perimeter check before we continue. I don't know if he was alone or not and I can't take the risk. Wake everyone up and have them meet me in the living room." I don't even get a chance to protest before she's gone. I decide to listen to her this time and go inside to wake everyone up.

Elyza decided to check out the house down the street about two miles away as part of the perimeter check. She is sprinting in the dark with a smile on her face. Even though the world is a shit storm, she loves to run as fast as she can. She hears the voices coming from a 2-way radio before she can round the corner. She stops and listens for a second to see what she has stepped into.

"Yes sir, Jackson radioed in with her location. We are a klick south, waiting on confirmation to apprehend." He lets go of the button waiting on a response. Elyza's muscles tense waiting for the answer. The radio crackles before she hears "Bring the bitch in alive. Also, if you see the young brunette from earlier bring her to me. I need a new toy to play with."

All Elyza can see is red. She doesn't even remember taking off from her hiding spot around the corner of the house. She counts four armed men before letting out a feral scream. The shock is evident in their eyes as she heads straight for them. She leaps at the first guy and lands a hard punch right to his nose before pulling out her knife and stabbing it in the throat of the guy to his left. The third guy lunges for her but she jumps up at the last second, wrapping her thighs around his neck. She twists her body to the side and down with such a force it throws the man five feet away. She lands with her left knee and both fists on the ground. She looks up just in time to catch the fourth man's boot to her face splitting her lip wide open. She doesn't even feel it. It doesn't even phase her or slow her down from her objective. She swings her right foot around and trips the fourth guy. When he lands on his back she straddles his waist and lets her fist fly repeatedly into his face. After the tenth punch or so she feels an arm grab her neck attempting to get her off and to choke the air from her. She reaches around the guy who has her and grabs his side arm that is still in its holster. In one swift motion she bends her neck down as far and she can and raises the gun to shoot him in the head. Once his body falls away she walks over to the bloody and beat man on the ground. Without hesitation she shoots him in the head too. She hears a gurgled laugh and spins around weapon at the ready. The first guy whose nose she broke is sitting on the ground, blood pours from his face like a faucet.

"Only four of you were sent to bring me in. I'm a little offended." She spits the blood that pooled in her mouth on the ground. He goes to respond but she doesn't give him the chance. She shoots him before his mouth could open enough to get any sound out.

She pulls the knife out of the second man's throat and stabs it in his head so he doesn't turn. She collects all the weapons and radios before heading back to her new group. She looks down at her shirt that is now covered in blood. Well fuck, she thinks. This was a new shirt too.