Page 60 of Blood Taken (Blood Mafia 2)
The fourth body thuds to the ground seconds before arms wrap around my waist. I grunt and throw my head back, connecting with a vampire's face as she squeezes me so tight I feel like my insides will burst. I wiggle my fingers between her arms and my stomach, then force them off of me. She hits me in the back of the legs with her knee and I fall to the mat.
I roll before she can jump on top of me.
It's never good to let your opponent get you on the ground. Hunter strength aside, the rule holds true.
I snatch a dumbbell and slam it into the ankles of another vampire. Everything becomes a blur of adrenaline.
All I can do is hit, dodge, and try to break their necks.
It feels like an hour-long torrent of fighting.
As soon as I kill one vampire, another jumps on my back or punches me in the stomach. There are so many of them I can't escape all the hits. I do a damn good job of holding my own though, and pretty soon there are only three vampires between me and the boss.
Mateo is watching with a gleam in his eyes and a satisfied smirk. I'm not sure if the smile is for me or his vampires, and frankly it doesn't matter.
He's going to regret this.
I have to take out these fang bangers first, though.
All three of them are bigger than the others I've fought thus far, but larger size doesn't always mean better. I'm next to the bench press, so I pick it up and hurl it at the two dudes who look like they ate Arnold Schwarzenegger for a snack.
I don't wait to see if it takes them down because I have seconds before they'll be after me again.
I run for the lone vampire, snatching a cable from the weight machine and fly through the air, using my momentum to carry me around him and wrap the black wire around his throat.
He wheezes and reaches for the vice. Picking him up is easy with my supe strength. He grunts in surprise when I toss him in the opposite direction of the machine. His neck snaps with a satisfying—yes, I realize these are not normal thoughts—crunch.
As I predicted, the other two vampires are on me. They attack with so much force and speed I almost can't think. All I can do is let my years of hand-to-hand training kick in and hope I have enough left in me to take them out.
The fight with them drags out. One of them grabs my arm as I run by; I take the advantage and spin into his hold. He didn't expect that and he can't move quick enough to dodge my headbutt. My skull crashes into his and it hurts like a motherfucker.
He stumbles slightly and I wrench my arm from his grasp and twist his head. The last vampire, Trey, grabs me from behind while I'm still holding his friend, catching me in a precarious position. My hands are busy with the other vampire while his find my neck.
Oh fuck.
"I'll be happy to shut you up for good," he hisses into my ear.
Trey squeezes hard enough my throat constricts, fighting for air against his hold.
Goddammit. I was so close.
I refuse to lose to this fucker.
I kick my foot, hitting a weight instead of kicking up like I intended.
An idea forms in my head, and I only have seconds to act on it. I flail my body out, knocking my shoes off and forcing the vampire to take a step forward. Right where I wanted him. I grip the dumbbell between my feet and contract my abs. My legs fly up and I turn my head in time for it to miss smashing me in the face.
The vampire's hold loosens when it slams against his skull. I shove my hands back, grabbing his shoulders and bend at the waist. Trey's body flies over mine and I jump on top of him and snap his neck.
Mateo starts to slow clap, whistling at the damage I've caused. I glance at the clock. It's only been ten minutes. My breathing is heavy and I shove off the floor, stepping over a fallen vampire.
"You motherfucker," I growl my words.
He doesn't look the least bit sorry. "I would say sorry, but I'm not. Now we know what you're capable of and you understand what it's like to be attacked by vampires who aren't your friend."
"You know what's funny? The fact that you think you deserve a thank you."
Something akin to annoyance flashes in his dark eyes. "Do you realize what you've just done?"
