He had heard the gunshot but if you strained you heard gunshots all the time ao this did not bother him after all the ‘Crats’ were sitting outside maybe someone decided for a hit and run.

Zack lowered himself to the floor opposite the door giving a loud yawn as he wondered how the person would react to a new comer the person inside suddenly yelled at him he lifted his head only hearing it as a muffle. It was a woman’s voice he gave a slight cough at least he hoped it was human and with rational thinking.

“I only want to talk and even share it is rare to see a friendly face but if you see fit to decline my offer I will simply find a different room.” He stood up about ready to walk away but he wondered if the person would really admit a stranger so he leant against the far wall staring at the small view hole in the door used for ‘observing’ guests.

Zack walked in slowly with a yawn he loosened the straps of his sword throwing the blade against a wall looking at the women who had given him shelter. To find her half naked looking extremely ‘dirty’….. he shook his head with a slight smirk turning round mumbling to himself he took of his coat holding it out to her half naked form.

“Wear it I’ll need it back but we can search later for some clothes that would fit you.” Handing it to her He walked over to the food on the old bed giving a huge smile as he saw the food he knew it was the contents of the vending machines by the gas station. Not saying a word he took a can of soda and a candy bar sitting on the floor next to his sword Zack pulled a picture from his pocket holding it up against the ‘saviour’ trying to match her to it then lowering it he gave a sigh.

He slowly removed what was used for his ponytail holder a slim strip of black fabric with a metal cross emblazoned onto it. With it out Zack gives a shake of his head his hair spreading out over his back.

“I’m Zack I come from the church of Vaeltra a simple messenger boy, who are you if I may ask?” with a friendly grin with no hostility in his actions as he opened the can of soda he looked round the room then his eyes resting back on Sin.

Bonnie and Clyde seemed to blend into the gathered group of people like they’d been there all their lives. They were introduced to a man simply known as “The Mayor” and after some bartering agreed on what supplies they could spare enough to trade for some food and fresh water.

Escorted back to their Humvee, they retrieved the items from the vehicle and headed back into the encampment o make the proper exchanges. Once all the transactions were done, they settled down and ate some of the food that had been cooking over the fire. What ever it was tasted pretty good. They weren’t about to ask for fear of what it might have been. They learned a long time ago to ask because the answer might make them lose their appetites.

They never strayed away from each other. Another lesson they learned the hard way. Never get separated. They were too easy of a target as individuals. At least together it gave would be attackers pause. Finally settling down in an unoccupied corner of one of the centralized rooms, they observed the group closely. It was still undetermined if they were pure human or not but right now, neither hunter had reason to suspect the crowd wasn’t anything other than that.

Relaxing a little and savoring the taste of their meal, Clyde let his brown eyes skim over the crowd like a hawk looking for its next meal. Speaking in a low tone so his voice didn’t carry, he spoke to Bonnie about their surroundings.

“So, Bon. What cha think?”

Bonnie looked out over the crowd with hooded eyes.

“Hard to say. Nothing so far shows anything but what’s on the surface. We’ll just make sure we keep an eye on things.”

Clyde pulled the bone he was savoring from his lips and used it to point at Bonnie with.

“Now that, Bonnie, is exactly what we’re going to do.”

As Bonnie looked out over the crowd there was something that didn’t set well with her, but what, she couldn’t exactly put her finger on. Even as the others seemed accommodating enough, it was like there was something beneath the surface that poked at her side like a stick in your crawl.

Zack feels his coat hit him in the face his own anger almost boiling his hands clenching into fists anger almost eating him as images plagued him of blood and death but he calmed himself remembering the last time his fury had eaten him he was just hungry that was all. As he reclaimed himself he got the name Sin from her mouth then he was handed his plate full the asshole having a burning ring but he observes to his peeked interest as her canines grew into more like fangs.

Then she begins to limp from the room he gives a small grimace at seeing the wounds which he had not noticed due to typical mans interest of the opposite sex bloody curse as it was he got up. Zack’s hand pulling stuff from his coat scratching his nose he realised it had indeed hurt as a bottle of antibiotics and other medical stuff had hit him squarely in the face when she had thrown the coat probably the last of it as he recalled.

“Damn it always bad impressions.” He gets up with a small medical box when he sees her screaming hearing her plea for a end in the corridor approaching he carefully wraps his arms around her

“Its fine nothing is gonna hurt you its already ended you’re simply in a motel stuck with Rude Zack your neighbour nothing nasty in here. Now let’s have a fresh start and I’ll see to those wounds of yours they seem to have got infected.”

Zack helps her into the room sitting her down next to the food he frowns at the ankle wound opening a bar of candy he hands it to her “bite down is my advice.”

He pulled the medical kit apart with swabs and other medical needs he began to get to work he hated it hearing the muffled screams as he peeled already infected skin off and dosing the rest with antibiotics he it used to be one of his morals to never hurt a girl but here he was inflicting large amounts of pain upon her.

He finished up on the leg wound bandaging it neatly he then calmly looked to her arm swabbing it down then adding another tied bandage he gave a slight smile as he sat back slowly “We both look tired maybe we should sleep?”. Laying his coat out onto the floor clearly indicating she could have the bed. He got up locked the room up to protect them looking into his pocket he drew a large container of pills taking 5 in his hand he was about to close it then thought of sharing.

“Dreamless sleep?” shaking the tub lightly he began to read the side though. “Bit of a personal question, how old are you?” Reading the side of a large pill tub reading the label for dosage limits.

Zack showed no emotions about her being 22 but his head was a buzz as he stooped to pick his coat off the floor he hung it on the headboard. Moving his sword closer to the bed he took the pills in his hand gulping them down without water he sat down on the bed.

Zack had been watching her back the rise and fall of her shoulders he could not sleep he sat up against the wall staring ahead he drew the old photo from his pocket a heavy sigh escaping his lips. He looked at it knowing full well what he looked upon he stared at the picture in wonder he finally put it away after a good duration in the night he lay down on his back looking at the roof he suddenly heard Sin scuffling around he sat up looking at her seeing her face in the moonlight.

~So beautiful he thought~ He pushed these thoughts back into a deep recess in his mind. “Is everything ok Sin?” showing some worry he had surprised himself for actually showing worry for a person he had just me or was it. He frowned at his own train of thought wondering if something was hidden in his past that the priests had not told him.

He rolls off the bed he slowly stood his arms outstretched his silver eyes seemed to glow as hers went golden he felt a twitch in his shoulder blades but he continued to stand open arms “The guards?” There are no guards here!” Zack keeping eye contact with Sin slowly came closer “Come on Sin me and you are friends.” Hoping to trigger her out of her dreamlike state he decided on another approach.

“It’s Zack we were at the motel we had a quarrel we just sorted out our wounds then we went to sleep remember.” Zack was within range of the machete he continued calling her name saying it slowly once he got close he put a hand over her machete hand the over wrapping round her he rested his cheek upon the top of her head “It’s just a nightmare we all get them, just take a deep breath and step away from it all.”