Three For The Price Of One
Part X
Tiffani laughed with relief. Her dream had just come true. Derrick was nothing more than a burnt shell, Felicity was buried deep beneath the ground with the worms, trapped with some poisonous fiends. She walked to her nameless partner. "Do you actually have a name?" she asked the man as he fumbled through Derrick's ashes. He turned his head slowly to her, his eyes meeting hers. "Alex." he replied. "Not bad. Alex, I have an offer fo..." Tiffani started as she looked past him. Blake turned and ran for his life. "Why you little bastard." Tiffani growled as she started running after him. "Stay here and make sure no one comes!" she yelled back to Alex.
Tiffani ran out into the dark street, searching both ways. Thunder rumbled in the sky as a few drunken men with torches walked past, a fiesty one grabbing her chest. She stopped, pulling him closer. "Did you see a man run past just now?" she asked. The man grinned widely, pointing over his shoulder. Tiffani grabbed his wrist, withdrew a dagger from her garter and jabbed it through his palm. "Thank you. Don't ever touch me again." she said, yanking out her dagger and running in the direction he pointed to, leaving him yelping in pain. Tiffani held the bloody dagger in her hand as she ran around a corner. She could see the man running along the path and she sprinted after him. He dived through a window of someone's house, Tiffani closely behind. She knew the owner of the house, everyone in the neighbourhood did. Mr. Coalton. He was a vengeful hermit who collected heads of those he murdered and hung them on his wall as trophies. She heard the groans from Blake as he got to his feet, Tiffani jumping through the broken window after him and landing on his back. He collapsed from under her, feeling the same cold blade to his neck as Elizabeth had not a week ago only this time the blood on it wasn't hers.
"Before I decide how you will be punished for your ignorance, we need to leave." she whispered, yanking him up by his neck and forcing him back through the window. "Afraid of old man Coalton are you?" he sneered. "No, but by the time I'm through with you he'll have another head to add to his collection." she retorted back. "Go ahead. Kill me." he said, his arms spread out, the dagger still to his neck. "You don't have to worry about that, I intend to." she said, searching the front yard. She spotted an old washing line made of iron ore with a few clothes hanging from it. "Perfect." she grinned, forcing him to walk in front of her to the washing line. She pulled out her other dagger from her corset and cut the wire from the metal then she ripped the metal poles out of the ground. She sheathed one of her daggers and pushed him towards the house, all the while Blake watching dumbfounded. "Climb." she demanded. "What? How?!" he said, looking up. "I don't care how, just climb." she replied. After several agonising minutes of trying to get him up, both of them stood on the roof. "You're being very obedient, I must say." she said quietly, binding his hands with it behind his back. "My faith in Athlendyr is not shaken. He will protect me from whatever evil intent you intend to try and devour me with." Blake replied, his chin up. The wire was thin and cut through his wrists everytime he tried to get out of it. Tiffani knew it wouldn't hold him for long.
"You forget.." Tiffani said, putting the pole inbetween his hands and his back, "You are in my land now, the land of my God. Besides, your God is probably thinking 'Why should I help you when you won't even help yourself'". She chuckled, looking up to the sky as dark clouds formed. He growled lowly, cursing at her under his breath. "Do you know what madame Prosser predicted for this night?" she said casually. "That you'd fall off a roof?" he spat, his anger rising. "No. She predicted a storm and look how right she was." Tiffani's smirk grew, her eyes twinkling with absolute power. Blake looked up as the thunder roared, the storm above them. He went to jump off the roof but Tiffani was one step ahead. She slammed her dagger into his foot, the blade indenting the black tiled roof. He shrieked in pain and fell to his knees, not able to caress his wound. The metal pole slid out and fell down to the ground with a thud. "Damn. Why do you have to make it so damn difficult!" she grumbled, leaving the dagger in his foot and climbing off the roof to retrieve the metal post. When she returned he was still doubled over, complaining of the pain.
"Pain? You think that is pain?" she asked loudly as a flash of lightning surrounded them. Tiffani pulled the dagger out of his foot roughly, blood gushing out over his leather shoes and spilling invisibly onto the tiles. She lunged, the blade finding it's way through his back and slicing tendons, narrowly missing his spine. He fell back, squirming uncontrollably as tears and blood alike poured out from him. "Hold still." she said, pushing him onto his stomach. He cried in desperation, calling out to anyone who was nearby. People down by the street looked over to the two people on the roof but didn't dare interfere. "Now this may hurt a bit. Don't say I didn't warn you." Tiffani said, twisting the dagger before pulling it out slowly. She couldn't even see the wound for all the blood around it. Blake laid on his stomach, crying and pleading for her to stop. She dropped the dagger on the roof and held the metal pipe above his back. Thunder boomed at the precise moment that Blake screamed. The pipe stood up like a tree trunk from his back. "Get it out!" Blake screamed at her, the pain overwhelming him, the same pain that gave Tiffani her boost of adrenaline.
"Where's your precious God now?" she cackled, raising her hands to the sky. A bolt of lightning shot down from the sky aimed straight for her but was attracted to the metal pole and inserted a massive shock of electrons into the pole and everything that touched it; Blake. He went into convulsions, his hands getting sliced by the wire, the wound on his back turning black from being burnt. Tiffani sat beside him in awe at what just happened. She didn't think it would have gone her way but it went perfectly. Everything was falling into place. The electricity was only in him for a moment but the impact was lasting. It took a good few minutes for his body to stop convolting even after he died. She got bored quickly and left Blake there, dead, on Old Man Coalton's roof. He'd be impressed with the new, slightly charred addition, Tiffani was sure. Tiffani took one last look at the dyrling and shook her head, climbing down from the roof and walking back to the tavern. A lot of blood has been spilt this night, and now that she had a taste she wanted more.