Darkhunter#3
Finding the sent
I was walking back to my home. I can't believe that The Pack won't let me hunt down that ass hole Nathan. But of course reader by now you should know I don't give a damn what others tell me to do, I do what I think is right. I approached the front steps to my home when out from the door Jane appeared. She saw me and smiled, I smiled back. I noticed a travel bag in her hand, I was about to question her about it when she spoke before the words formed on my lips, so she told me.
"James, I'm going to spend the night at Megan's. She needs company to night." I had a felling that was a little white lie but I knew it would be best for her to spend her night there with Megan. Megan is kinda like a sister figure for Jane, an older sister figure to be more precise, which I find kinda funny for she is younger then my wife and acts like a ditz. But hell, it I was Jane I would go do the same thing.
"All right then. You tell Megan that I said hello and that if she needs company again she can spend the night here as well." I went up the stairs to kiss her she kissed me back, then I felt something sharp touching my belly I looked down to see it's a dagger that I gave her. She smiled at me and then said.
"Now just to make sure you're my James and not the same ass hole that rudely came into my home, show me the picture…"
God I love this woman, she can defend herself quit nicely, I took out my wallet and showed her our photo that we took together in High school. I was our home coming photo. I joked to her and said
"The guy on the right is me I believe…" she laughed and put the dagger away. She knew what I was thinking and said.
"Don't worry I'm a big girl. I can handle my self." I looked to her and said.
"I know you can, just promise me that you wont press to hard the next time you poke me with a dagger." She laughed at me again and kissed me good bye. She then as she walked away to catch a cab said.
"I'll call you when I get there. I love you." I smiled and waved good bye to her as well
"I love you too." She walked away and then I went inside.
Now as a hunter I need to find my sent first before anything. I know I hunted Nathan before but my nose is old to that sent and I need to be reintroduced to it. I searched through the house for his sent and in moments I found it. The sent was an old burnt match with stained blood, his had also some type of cheap cologne on it The sent was on my wife's shirt that he ripped off. God I hate this bastard. Now with the sent I am ready to hunt. My hunting ground is the big city which is well, it's too big in fact, so I need to make it smaller. The Bronx is a good place to start, after all the low lives have taken the area because it receive the most damage from the accident that I said earlier.
That day 12 years ago, the day was August 6, 2046, it was the 101st anniversary of bombing of Hiroshima. Off shore, about 500 miles away the Neo Nuclear plant Blackstone, which the rest of the folks called it the
"Old Crate on the water" for that is what it looked like before it blew up. Now there were many rumors about what exactly happened but you can never know who to trust now-a-days. In any case what the plant did for us was create 5000 time more nuclear energy then what the standard nuclear plant did in one minute. It worked but something went wrong that day. Sense the explosion, well ok it didn't exploded, it imploded and when that happened high amounts of radiation shot up to the atmosphere and that fucked up our weather for the next hundred years. Some white coat humans was able to build a weather shield that ionize the radiation so it will be less harmful to all of us, sadly it wasn't built in time for most of the harbor, the only reason Manhattan survived was because of the skyscrapers taking the heat. That is so far what I know, some know more but are either dead, or hardly alive.
The Bronx, here is were the vamps take there haunt. The place stinks with them, there are many other types of low lives and odd mutations here but they are of no concern to me unless they get in my way. I have only a few contacts here but they are my most loyal ones. The first one I should talk to is Bruce, but of course every one here calls him Bruno. Bruno is a very large, proud black man here and he would whoop any ones ass if you cause trouble in his bar The Blue Moon. To bad he was off last night, other wise I would normally jump the vamp in the ally after he was good and drunk. I walked into the bar with my weapons concealed, he doesn't like it when I cause an incident amongst his customers. There he stood, at the bar table, by the register and his employs are at the tab. I took my usual stool and ordered a drink, a draft. He doesn't care much about the damn curfew laws about when a guy can take a drink or have a swig of soda. He is the kinda guy every one likes because of that. My drink was served to me and Bruno looked to me, he said
"What's new?" He knows I go to him for information only, after all many sods weep their sorrows or say their Ghost Stories here, they become useful to me. I didn't move my head but lifted my drink to my lips and took a sip, I placed it down on the table and said,
"I'm after Nathan..." I said that in a low, hushed, malice voice. He took that in shook and said.
"But, you told me that leech is dead…" now he is a smart man and good thing to, if he said that out load think of all the eyes we would be getting. It's never a good idea to have to many eyes on you. I responded to his statement
"Yeah, so, I didn't squished him like I thought, I'm going to fix that as soon as I can find the ass hole" I took another drink, "But all I know now is that he is using my face and my name. He tried to… defile my wife…" He had a straight and serious face after hearing that, he knows what I must be going through. I then said to him "I need to know of anyone that think has seen me and knows me, or better yet any vampires that have spoken to me friendly." He thinks and then as if it hit him like lightning he remembers seeing me talking to a man named Carl Manx, a vamp enforcer.
"Carl was here, you know him right?" I nodded "well he had a drinking buddy, the guy looked like you…" He sang me the details, it ended up the vamp was here a moment ago and he left Bruno a tip, I then said
"Let me see his tip for his markings…" he gave me one of the dead presidents and I sniffed it, it had his sent. I thanked him for the dollar and pay him his wage and tip, I didn't even finish my draft and I just headed out to the door.
The air is clear tonight, well that's a lie, it's never clear out here in Old New York, but as clear then any night before here, and the weather man said rain, ha. The sent was fresh so he must be close. I looked around to find anything like that sent, and lady luck found me once more, there he was in an ally, I sniffed again to make sure it was him and it was. I almost didn't recognize the sent because of the crap he is smoking, what ever he it is it smells illegal. I approached him and said. "Are you Carl Manx?" he looked to me and said
"What's it to you?" figures I get this crap from some low life leech, but he has some info for me so I decided to play nice. I walked up to him and punched him in the face. He dropped his smoke and was about to draw something from his pocket, a gun most likely. I kicked him hard to where it counts and he dropped like a fly. I looked down to him and I told him "You shouldn't smoke that shit, it only slows you down." He was in too much pain to say anything back or even get up so I helped him. I leaned over and picked him up with both hands and slammed him to the wall, I had him lifted off from his feet as he was their squirming to get lose but I had a firm grip. "Now, Mr. Manx I have several questions for you. First off, how do you know Nathan Orin?" he had a look of fear, deeply set in his face as he answered back to me
"I... I don't know any Nathan! I swear!"
"I can smell that you're a liar, spill it say the truth!" I flashed my teeth and let my face shift slightly, just enough to let him know what I am, he hissed.
"I'll never tell you ya fucking bastard! No way I'm going to tell ya anything." I smiled and told him,
"To late you just proved to me that you know Nathan now tell me, where can I find him? Just tell me and I'll let you go." He struggled but couldn't get out of my grasp. I slammed him again to the wall and told him "I said WHERE IS NATHAN!" he after a few moments of feeling my now clawed hand digging into his skin, gaved in.
"He.... his place is by the dead lady, he goes there often but that's not where he lives." I love it when I can make a leech turn into a stole pigeon, so I guess for once I can let a leech live just as long he can tell me where I can find Mr. Orin's home. "Well? Then where dose he live? Tell me that and I'll let you go, deal?" he nods his head and was about to tell me but in a blink of a eye a bullet whizzed past my left ear and landed in his forehead. In my arms was now a partially decapitated man. Who ever shot him, the guy must be packing some heavy ammo, probably explosive shells but in any case I turned around dropping the now dead leech and see none other than a woman dressed in old U.S.A army camo. She had the gun pointed directly towards me. I looked to her, and yelled in a hushed voice "Who the hell are you? That leech was about to spill it!" she, still looking to me said
"Well he did spill something, it maybe his brains but that is still a good thing to me." I sniffed at her direction, it's no one I know, and for that matter it's... a human!
To be continued...