Chapter 37

Divina shoved her out of the way of another series of assaults and sprang straight up into the air to come down behind two charging vampires. Unleashing her expanded strength, she slammed their heads together hard enough to splinter apart their skulls. . .
Jeez, anger could bring the best in you Kane thought while he snapped the head of a vamp right in front of him.
And stabbed both of them through the back with a blade in each fist. The force of her blows sent her hands all the way through them. With a cruel growl, she turned and used their shriveling bodies as shields. Fangs that were meant for her neck tore into dead flesh instead. She didn't want to waste her bullets on these distractions. She smashed her bloody knife into the next fiend until her forearm was past the rib cage of the vampire still dangling from it.
Before the next bunch of vamps descended, she threw the body on her other arm at them, slowing them enough to wrench free of the corpse and hurl more silver blades with hellish accuracy. One stuck straight into the eye of an advancing vamp, and terrible shrieks came from his mouth before another landed between his fangs.
It seemed She was jerking silver out of bodies just to throw more again in a morbid juggling act. Failing that, even though it was more dangerous, full-body combat was in order. She experienced the furious ecstasy of twisting someone's head around so roughly it snapped off. Then she threw it like a bowling ball across the room to beam the back of a vamp closing in on Kane. Kane had iron clamped around one wrist and he swung it so rapidly it was only a blur of gray.
Someone tried to climb past the wreckage of the car to circle Divina, and without pause she threw a knife into his skull. There was something about the sudden scream and then silence. She just killed a human. Vamps didn't go down that easy. Surprisingly, she didn't feel the slightest twinge of guilt. If they were after her then they were evil, heartbeat or no heartbeat.
Sirens blared in the distance, coming closer. Obviously, the Police had gotten the message. Through the crumbling wall of the home's exterior, she saw the flash of red and blue lights, many of them. A small army was descending. Someone needed to do something. It was against the underworld rules to attract the authorities. The vampires left standing saw them also and began to scatter. Kane had hoped for something like this. The vamps were so much convenient to kill when they faced away from them. More silver found flesh when they sprang through the remnants of the house.
Unholy exultation filled her, and a howl of victorious slaughter erupted from her throat. It shook the remains of the glass in the windows as she prowled swiftly through the bodies to find another one to destroy. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Kane, grinning evilly and tearing apart a vamp unlucky enough to be behind him. An arm sailed across the carnage to land in the pile of the body parts, followed by a head.
"This is the Police! Drop your...!"
The voice blaring from the bullhorn abruptly choked off when their spotlight lit upon the scene. About six vamps remained and three of them were pierced with multiple blades, living corpse. Shots began to ring out from the officers' guns as they fired wildly at everything that moved, not knowing what in the world they were shooting at. That made the surviving vamps to turn to the police. Divina stayed down, bullets being much more harmful than a bite. From her low vantage point, she saw a particular vamp crawling away around the ruins of the car.
Seething hatred burst inside of her, she had only one distinct, crystallized thought. He wasn't going anywhere. Divina had only one knife left, but it was a big one. Her hand closed around it with the grip of the damned. She crouched, channeling all her energy, and sprang at them with complete disregard for the raining bullets. Another vamp may be the strongest one was still in cover. Divina landed on him with all rage propelling her. Both slammed into the side of the house.
More plaster came crumbling down. The vamp went for her neck, but she shoved him back at the same time. His teeth landed on her collarbone instead. Pain sliced into her as his fangs pierced through her flesh. They were wedged between the car and crumbling wall, so Divina couldn't throw him off. The Vamp shook his head like a shark, opening the wound wider, while one arm was uselessly trapped underneath her. She kicked him brutally, but he didn't let go.
That was the worst position for her to be in with a vampire, which was the reason why she trained so hard with her knives to kill at a distance. She remembered the words of her mother. That beating pulse in your neck is your greatest weakness...She knew that hanging with the vamp would kill her, each shake of his mouth brought him closer to her throat.
In a split second, she made her decision. She might go down, but she is taking the vamp with her. With her free hand she reached for the gun. Another problem was how to shoot. He was behind her. Divina wanted to be as accurate as possible, she wouldn't want to waste bullets. First, she shot his right leg, he lost his grip and she finished him with a bullet in the head. Divina found her way out of the wedge. The vamp must have taken a pint of blood from her. She felt weak but still had much strength left to fight with the adrenaline shooting through her.
"We need to leave!" Kane called from the other part of the room.
Divina didn't reply, she couldn't. She lay on the bare floor looking at the ceiling. Kane couldn't leave her. He had been dodging bullets from the police. He lured through the room till he arrived beside Divina.
"The cops, what we gonna do?" Divina asked. She sounded like the cops were more terrifying than the vamps.
"We wait",
Few seconds later, they stopped firing. Divina and Kane had never felt the importance of serenity until that day. The silence was soothing. But there wasn't much time to enjoy it. Quickly, Kane lifted Divina on his shoulder, darted out of the building to the forest. One thing was for sure, Blackclaw was scared and was a coward.