Story: Vincent VS Baron Part 6

Saturday; September 27th 2014; 2:14pm
It’s the weekend and Elisa’s waiting for them to repair her car. Flynn sitting next to Elisa as she sits and waits. “So Michelle told you?” Flynn frustrated. Rolling his eyes. Elisa nodding. Muttering to him. “So what are you after… who are you looking for?”

Flynn staring towards the wall. Turning back to Elisa. “Car trouble?” Elisa nodding. The subject changing: “I went to the Cinema last night with a couple of employees. When I left my car wouldn’t start.” Flynn curious: “Mechanics saying anything?” Elisa nodding. “They reckon it might of being a sharp instrument; but I think you and I both know what it really was.” Flynn nodding. Elisa being honest: “The Cinema is pretty close to the site I was attacked… I’m thinking it was from the same one.”

Flynn nodding… confused turning back to Elisa muttering: “so you went back? Back to Franston where the SKOR is to watch a movie with your colleagues?” Flynn shaking his head. “You…”

Pausing: “You’re a target. If that SKOR knows you made it out alive it’s going to want you dead. So I’m thinking why didn’t it attack you when your car wouldn’t start.”

Elisa unsure. Staring up at the clock on the wall the minute hand stuck leaping back and forth. Time feeling ever still. Elisa’s heading pounding again. Flynn confused and sympathetic: “You alright.” Elisa shaking it off again. “Yeah. I’m fine.” Man approaching Elisa. “The car engine is ruined. You might as well just get a new car with the amount it’s going to cost you… a lot.” Flynn looking towards Elisa. Elisa looking at Flynn; then turning up to the mechanic. “Took you that long?” The Mechanic apologetically: “Sorry. We had to work on another job; but inspecting the engine we had to look up how much it’d take to get it running and… compared to the price or the value of your car you might just get a new one. It’s an old car anyway.” Elisa nodding. Disappointed; “So how much to scrap it?” The Mechanic: “I’ll give you a quote.” Elisa looking frustrated at the sheet of paper. Cursing under her breath: “Shit.”

Flynn holding his hand out for Elisa to pass him the piece of paper: “and what. That’s just half the price?” The Mechanic nodding. “It’s pretty hard to get the parts for the engine and then there is the repairing and… well. It’s certainly much cheaper.” Flynn scratching his head. Grabbing a slip of paper he begins to write and sign on it. Passing it to Elisa. His eyes turned to the floor. Elisa confused: “What’s this?” Flynn still facing away. “That was your father's old car wasn’t it?” Elisa looking back at the cheque. “That’s a lot of money to lend me.”

Flynn turning to Elisa: “You want to make up for it. Elisa.” Flynn gesturing for Elisa to go outside. “One moment.” Elisa following Flynn outside. Flynn muttering to Elisa: “I think you could be of use to us after all. It might be a shot in the dark but that car. What if it wasn’t damaged by the SKOR that attacked you. If it was the SKOR that wanted to kill you it would have shut your car and finished you off when it had the chance. No this was deliberate.” Elisa muttering: “but who? Have you seen anyone follow me home at all?” Flynn shaking his head: “I’ve only been following you for a day. I’ve not seen enough to really say anything but if you’d let me keep following you and don’t say a word to anyone… you act as bait and help me catch this bastard. That’s all I could ever want.”

Elisa nodding. Looking to Flynn. “I get it. I’ll do it Flynn. You want bait I’ll give you bait.” Flynn smiling turning to Elisa. “Is that a deal then?” Flynn holding out his fist. Elisa putting out hers. The two bump fists in agreement. Flynn smiling at Elisa patting her on the head. “I’ll take you home and then we can go buy you a new car tomorrow. How about it, kid?” Elisa smiling. “Sounds like a solid plan… but I’m not a kid.” Flynn joking with Elisa: “Sure thing brat. Let’s go.” Flynn and Elisa walk back inside. Handing the cheque to the Mechanic she walks away. Looking back at Flynn. Flynn smiling. Patting Elisa on the back the two head back to Flynn’s car.

Elisa getting in. Elisa thinking to herself: “Things are going to get difficult if I have Flynn watching me… but he is right the only way Flynn is going to get justice and kill Vincent is if I find him… but maybe it’d be better if I find Vincent and take care of him first. At least then Flynn and Michelle will be safe.” Flynn pausing as he turns on the engine. Turning to Elisa. “Mind if we talk some more. At your place?” Elisa nodding. Back at HQ; Agent is arriving with large box. Putting it down on the table outside of the office. The agent shouting to Michelle: “I’ve got something for you; you there?”

Michelle holding a mug of coffee noticing the boxes on the table: “What are those?” The Agent smiling: “Skornhold is now recognised as a hunter organisation… and you my friend have the keys. You can finish your map now. All possible sightings of this… female SKOR in the videos. What’s more they have a contact… a witness; survivor and we’re going to meet them.”

* Michelle nodding. Michelle begins to map out the sightings; reports of everywhere they’ve spotted a skor matching the description of Baron. Included with the boxes are CCTV film of a female. Someone who appears to be homeless.” The agent is watching the footage on the laptop. Michelle is mapping out locations of the SKOR on the map. Linking strings to all possible locations of the SKOR sightings. The SKOR has been moving around town; what Michelle can’t understand is why.”

Michelle querying: “Don’t SKOR usually just stay in one place when they feed? They have territories. So why is this one actively moving.” Agent still paying attention to the video: “Usually… they just stick to a nest the only time they move around is when they’re relocating… but usually not for long.” Michelle thinking about it: “Or hunting. Right?” Agent looking at Elisa. “Maybe a single target. Maybe the SKOR is looking for someone. I couldn’t honestly tell you I’m not… in tune like you are I suppose.” The agent shaking his head: “Only because I’ve been around them longer but you know; you’re actually right. You know you’ve got your work cut out for you. The two cases you start are probably the trickiest we’ve seen in Daleford… but given the new unique nature of these SKOR it’d make for an interest case study.” Michelle sighing: “You’re right. Oh.” Michelle spotting something about the case file. “Have you seen this?” Agent confused. “I’ve not really looked over what they sent me; what is it?” *Agent pausing the video. Getting up and walking up to Michelle. Looking at the Case File. Michelle standing over the map. “Someone witnessed the SKOR bleeding. Shot with holes in its back.”

Agent confused: “It’s just me; Flynn and you.” Michelle: “We need to track that SKOR down.” Agent querying: “I see.. The SKOR is moving fast - if the bullets have gone deep enough it’s likely unable to relax itself.”

Michelle thinking: “A big alpha has to be easier to find right?”

Agent nodding: “It’s hiding somewhere; but we need more bodies to comb the town. Perhaps we could give District Three a call? They must have members right?” Michelle reading the last document: “Skor was spotted near Dorse Hill. So we go to Dorse Hill and look for it there first. No need for them just yet. There is a chance she is still there.” Agent exclaiming: “That’s a highly populated area. If it left it’s likely it would have been seen… again.”

Michelle: “Then we go there.. Check for the alpha and maybe we’ll flush it out.”

Agent looking seriously at Michelle: “It’s an Alpha. I hope you’re ready.”

Michelle nodding. “Then we should make sure we’re well equipped.” the agent smiling: “Shotgun then?” Michelle and the Agent Radford make their way upstairs to the arsenal. Michelle unlocking it with her card enters the arsenal grabbing her equipment. One such item being a shotgun. Michelle picking up the shotgun starts weighing it in her hands. Michelle looking up at the Agent: “This things a lot heavier than I remember.” The agent looking up at Michelle: “I can get you something smaller if you’d like.” *Michelle jokingly slapping the agent on the arm. “Get out of here.” The Agent smiling. The pair exit the arsenal and start heading to there car.

Saturday; September 27th 2014; 4:55pm
Shortly After: Michelle and the Agent arrive at a row of buildings. Buildings described in the missing report. Michelle and the agent are walking out in the streets. Weapons pistols concealed under their jackets; Michelle storage a shotgun in the backpack. Michelle muttering to the Agent: “It’s digging into my back. I knew I should have picked up a bigger backpack.” Michelle passing the camera to the Agent; the agent looking at the photo. “The last alleged stop for that scumbag. Right?”

Michelle and the agent are looking for the Alpha. They make their way around the back of some old decrepit garages. The perfect place for a SKOR to dwell.

A rough voice from behind as they walk down the garages: “Hunters…” A very rough looking SKOR behind them. The agent pulling his gun towards Baron; the Baron too quick charging the Agent. His body hitting hard against the floor. Cursing: “Shit.” as he drops the gun. The Baron pushing the agent against the floor with her feet. Bullet holes in her chest.

The Agent smiling: “You can’t disguise can you?” The Baron getting annoyed pushing hard against the Agent. Michelle putting the shotgun against Baron. “Get the fuck. Off. you piece of shit.” Michelle trying to pull the trigger. Baron smacking the gun from Michelle’s hands. As Michelle has Barons attention; The agent grabbing Barons leg scratching it with his finger nails. The leg lifting up as Baron attempts to stamp on him; the brief moment allowing the agent to get free. Michelle drawing a small blade from her belt attempts to cut Baron. Baron using her good hand grabs Michelle’s wrist. Slamming her against the floor. Badly stunning Michelle. Her wrist in bad condition as she lays on the floor in shock. Baron kicking Michelle as she is down. The feet bouncing off of the protective vest underneath Michelle’s shirt. Baron snarling: “Stupid.” The vibrations making Michelle choke.

The agent taunting the SKOR. “Big mistake alpha; I’m the skilled hunter.” The attention of the SKOR now on the Agent. The agent taunting Baron some more. “I kill many demons like you. You got me on the ground; I’m clumsy when it comes to guns but hand to hand I can channel the beast just like you can.” The Baron spitting blood. “Try me; runt.” The Baron charging at the hunter; Radford drawing his machete; swinging it towards Baron. The Baron dodging his blow; her moves appearing more sluggish than how she usually fights. Her claws still successfully deflecting the Agent’s attacks. The Baron catching the agent off guard by head butting him. The agent falling back stumbling onto his feet. The agent retorting: “ I see.. So that is how you fight.” The agent rubbing his forehead shaking it off.” Michelle behind the agent struggling to get onto her feet. Trying to crawl over to the shotgun lying on the ground. The Agent is only deflecting; unable to successfully get a hit on Baron. Baron taunting the Agent: “This is only going to end when one of us gets tired…” The baron grinning a malicious grin: “and given you’re just a runt human there is hardly anything more you can do here..”  The Agent ducking under Baron; Grabbing Michelle as she gets up onto her feet. Picks her up and puts her over his shoulder. Running towards the street leaving the two weapons behind. The Baron laughing: “Forgetting something Hunters? You left your pride behind.” The Baron grinning her eyes glaring at the pair as they grow hungry. Her body charging at the two her lard physique blocking access to the vehicle. As the Agent drops Michelle to her feet in shock. The Baron gloating: “If you’re going to escape me; At least try running.” The agent in a quick attempt to get answers from Baron and to calm the SKOR down: “So where is the one… the hunter that shot you?” The baron twisting her head sideways. “The one that shot me…?” The baron smiling: “One of you… he is out there… hunter.” Her eyes growing wide as she stares down the Agent. Michelle coughing. Exhausted: “A hunter… An ex-hunter?”

Baron snorting: “What do I care?” Michelle pleading: “We’re looking for an ex-hunter. Vincent.” The Baron getting close to Michelle staring into her face. “My equal. Where is he?” Baron hisses. Her eyes glowing as she stares down Michelle. The agent: “We don’t know. That’s why we’re trying to look. This is important that we find him too. A friend of our organisation is in danger.”

Baron whispering to the pair: “So I… Baron hunt this traitor. Kill him. Spill his blood and devour his corpse like nothing more than a pathetic human. You find this human sympathizing traitor… and then. Then I can see to it that you’re freed. I’m not going to stop hunting here until I get what I want. If a human gets in my way they die.” The agent getting angry: “No that’s exactly what you’re going to do. Even if I can’t keep up with you I have relations with hunters that can.” The agent pulling his machete on the SKOR. Baron snarling: “You humans… you need witnesses. Well; I. Baron can help you find this traitorous piece of flesh. The hunters; shooting him like a pathetic animal. A fitting death deserving of the coward.” Baron Grinning: “I’m in a good mood today meatbags. I hate hunters but what I despise more than that are betraying ex-hunter cowards…” Michelle looking towards the Agent. Looking back to Baron. “So we find out where Vincent is… then what? We both take him out and you stop hunting in Daleford.”

The Baron twisting her head sideways again: “I don’t hunt here… and you meatbags don’t hunt me anymore” Baron assuming dominance; know she can easily manipulate the hunters into finding a more high priority target. Agent nodding. “Then we go somewhere quiet.” Baron snarling: “but first. You’re going to help me.” Baron pointing to the bullet holes in her back. “I’ve got no disguise as long as they’re lodged in my back.”

Michelle nodding; gulping. Michelle and the agent follow the Baron back. Baron picking up the guns from off the concrete turning around to the pair. “For now… I’ll be keeping these for my own good.” Baron hissing as she enters a garage that has been lifted open with her claws. A large gap below it. The light billowing through the cracks and hole in the wall. Baron turning around. Michelle turning to agent nodding muttering: “We’ll need this one alive.” The agent agreeing. The agent pulling a torch from his pocket shining the rest of it onto the Baron’s back. The agent assertively: “So here is what is going to happen. Michelle here will tend to your injuries; then you’re going to assist us in bringing down the high priority target. Michelle bending down opening her rucksack. Pulling out a large medical box she grabs a bottle of rubbing alcohol and a rag and begins cleaning the area around the wound in hopes of finding the bullet. As she expected. The bullet is lodged but still in tact.

Michelle dabbing the cloth on the bullet. Grabs some tweezers from the box and begins to loosen the bullet. The SKOR’s flesh already healing over it. Michellle to the SKOR: “This might be a little difficult; you’ve left it a while.” Baron hissing back at Michelle: “Cut it out if you have too. Not that I care.” Michelle nodding nervously. Pulling out a small flip knife. Michelle explaining to Baron: “I’m not going to try anything on you. I’m just going to get the bullet out with this knife. Okay?”

Baron mocking Michelle: “Just do it; what are you a coward? Grow some backbone already human.” Michelle nodding. She flips the knife up and begins to insert the blade around the bullet. Loosening it from the flesh. Picking up the tweezers again she carefully removes the bullet.

Michelle exclaiming to the Agent: “She’s right.” Handing the bullet to the agent dropping it into his hand. The Agent inspecting the bullet. “A 17 year old bullet.” Michelle continues dabbing the rag onto the wound as it bleeds. Michelle grabbing some cotton begins to dress the wound. Putting a large bandage over the injury. Moving onto the next injury. Michelle attempting to repeat. Noticing the large bullet broke apart as it entered on an angle. Michelle exclaiming again: “The attacker shot from behind. He was standing above you. Where were you when you got shot?”

Baron muttering: “My nest…” Michelle querying: “Franston?” Baron smirking: “Yes… that nest.”

Michelle using the tweezers begins to pull the shards out from the wound. Michelle curious: “You’re not feeling any of this?” Baron closing her eyes: “I feel nothing.” Baron hissing. Her voice cold and empty.

The agent remarking: “You’re truly an inspiration to SKOR everywhere. So come on. Tell us. What did the hunter look like? Anything specific?” Baron recalling: “Redish hair. Tall guy. Quite the unique build.”

The agent remember the SKOR that attacked him. “His legs and arms quite thick and muscular. His build heavier than the average SKOR. Long elevated spines on his legs.” Baron: “Whatever. Yes I suppose so. I barely saw much of his form until I turned around; but from our first fight I remember the little runt was smaller in build. Lighter. This time… nowadays a lot heavier. Defined.”

Michelle confused: “This bullet seems a little newer doesn’t it?” The bullet that broke apart in pieces is shinier made of a newer metal. The agent nodding holding his hand out with the pieces of the bullet. A Large chunk of the bullet a small number visible. The agent muttering back to Michelle: “It’s modern. Find the rest and I’ll try and piece the side together.”

Michelle noticing the 3rd wound in Baron’s lower leg. Michelle turning up to the Agent: “I might not have too.” Michelle pulling out all she can of the shell casing. The Agent Radford is trying as hard as he can to piece the bullets back together. The bullet is too damaged to get anything out of it; but it’s clearly a modern bullet. The numbers a bit messed but the date written on the bullet is clearly of a more recent period. The Agent Radford curiously: “This is a modern bullet. So either he killed a hunter and stole it or… he’s getting it  from one of us.” Michelle shaking her head: “That can’t be right. We’d not be allowed to do anything of the sort… not at least without people finding out.” The agent nodding: “That’s an allegation we’ve got to take seriously. There is a SKOR out there and he is still doing business with FT. That would be quite troublesome. Don’t you agree?”

Michelle still tending to the wounds of the SKOR; moving onto the second bullet. Which miraculously is also still in tact. Michelle pulling the bullet out of Baron’s leg. Passing it to Agent Radford. Radford checks the bullet.

Agent Radford sounding more frustrated: “This year. You’re damn right this bullet was made recently. Well fucking shit. Central aren’t going to like this.” Michelle shaking her head: “This makes more sense… who has access to your archives?” The Agent acting with great concern: “A lot of people do… it’s not hard to even request access. These are cold files so… pretty much nearly everyone. Except for Flynn or Rookie hunters. I never got around to letting Flynn in… but when you remove files you often have to take them out with your I.D so…” Michelle curiously: “So you check it on the record and hope that it’s our guy?” The Agent nodding. “But… it maybe that the SKOR killed someone to get that file. So if there are any deceased hunters that might be a possibility too.”

Baron mocking again: “Well… you’ve sure as hell shot yourselves in the foot with this one haven’t you? You’ve got quite the problem of keeping us out of your little organisations. Astounding given how much you pride yourself in tight security.” Michelle biting her tongue as Baron continues to mock the pair for failing to detect them. The agent is thinking about it as well. He himself knows that he is not who he says he is and Baron failed to detect it.

His ability to disguise unmatched. Which is exactly how he lasted for so long. Michelle getting done on that last bullet hole turning up to the SKOR: “Alright done.” The SKOR turning to face Michelle; her hot breath breathing into her eyes the SKOR raising her hand up. “Not quite.” The hand that Elisa threw a knife through. Michelle shaking her head. “There isn’t much I can do about that; that’ll need stitches.” Baron assertively hissing: “Bandages and clean it; it’ll be fine on its own.” Michelle looking up at the Agent. The Agent nodding. Michelle nodding at Baron. She begins to clean out the gaping hole in the SKOR’s hand. Knowing that is likely it will get infected or remain damaged even with the bandages and rubbing alcohol.

Saturday; September 27th 2014; 5:37pm
Back at the apartment; Flynn and Elisa are sitting together. Flynn is using this opportunity to truly get to know Elisa. The two are both drinking and swapping stories; Elisa not going into any detail of her secret life and remaining on her time at work with a new employee.

Elisa mid conversation: “This guy's been great to me and Mark but I feel like a bit of an asshole I guess…”

Flynn confused: “and why would that be? You haven’t done anything right?”

Elisa shaking her head: “Nah; he’s a nice guy but I just don’t like it when people keep getting too… close? You know.”

Flynn nodding: “I suppose that comes when you have a certain history. I told Michelle my story. Michelle told me her story… Michelle and I we pretty much had similar stories. Both hit by the same shit. I suppose David told me his story. He was probably the luckiest bastard in the entire facility.” Flynn drinking his chocolate. Elisa confused: “Lucky? How come?”

Flynn smiling: “He was the only son of a bitch who’s managed to keep his family safe from those pieces of shit. He joined Daleford because of Robert.”

Elisa confused: “Robert?”

Flynn nodding putting the drink down on the table: “I don’t know the whole of it. I’m surprised your father never told you; but Robert was involved in an incident. SKOR got him down on the floor mauled his leg off nearly attacked his son. David got into the room on time. It was in his own hospital… so David grabs a scalpel and he manages to catch the bastard off guard as the demons biting threw his leg. So david… apparently stabs the beast in the head. People say it was just once others say he just kept jabbing at its head. Then he slit its throat. A nice precision cut right on his throat. The SKOR quickly lost grip of Roberts leg; and well… he saved his life I guess.” Elisa nodding; enjoying the story; turning back to Flynn: “But you don’t trust him do you?”

Flynn turning back to Elisa; turning back to his drink staring at it. “You want my honest opinion?” Flynn staring into Elisa’s eyes. “I think I just hate your dad for leaving us and if I saw him again; I’d probably give him a thick lip.” Elisa smiling nodding: “I think he has his reasons and I trust him. So… about using me as bait?”

Flynn pausing. “Right. We’re still doing that huh?” Flynn drinking from the mug. “David would kill me. So I didn’t suggest anything; but trust me. Ki-.” Flynn stopping. “Elisa. That bitch won’t hurt you. Not with me around.” Flynn taking something out of his pocket. “I know it’s against regulation but I have something that might at least help you out.” Flynn putting down on the table a small knife. “It’s not against regulation to defend yourself; but it is against guidelines for me to give you weapons from work… so when the agent asks you why you have that. Just say that I dropped it. Okay?” Elisa smiling nodding. Holding the knife.

“Thanks Sir.” Flynn smiling holding his mug out there. “To getting that bastard.” Elisa picking up her mug; the two clashing the mugs together. Flynn querying: “You know… if I need to take a leak and I’m watching the apartment. You don’t mind if I come in and use the bathroom?” Elisa shaking her head: “Go ahead.” Flynn gratefully: “ Thank you. Getting tired of using bottles. Actually you mind if I?” Elisa nodding. Flynn getting up walking into the bathroom. Flynn leaving the bathroom after washing his hand; his phone buzzing. A new text. It’s of Michelle requesting Flynn come down to HQ something important.

Flynn shouting to Elisa: “I’ve gotta be back at Skornhold. Would you like to come with me?” Elisa nodding. The two running to the car. Flynn driving away to Skornhold.

Saturday; September 27th 2014; 6:12pm
Not long later; Flynn and Elisa arrive at the HQ. Michelle surprised by Elisa’s unexpected appearance looking up at Flynn confused. “Flynn?... Elisa unexpected.” Elisa waving nervously at Michelle.

Flynn to Michelle: “can we talk; Michelle?” *Michelle nodding.

Agent pointing to himself. “Me as well?” Flynn nodding. Leaving Elisa alone standing at the entrance looking at the photos up in the wall from old FT Daleford. She is smiling as she stares at pictures of Robert and many of the members of FT.

In the office Flynn is discussing Elisa and how she has agreed to act as bait for Vincent.

Michelle: “Bait…? Seriously what would David say if he found out? Pretty sure it would end the same way it did last time.”

Flynn shaking his head: “I vow she will remain unharmed. Alright? You have my absolute word on that.” Agent turning to Michelle: “I’ll be honest I think the girl can hold her own let’s just have a little bit of faith in her. Right? Besides we still have the other matter to deal with…”

Flynn confused: “Other matter?”

Michelle shaking her head as she looks at the Agent. The Agent rolling his eyes knowing Flynn won’t be very happy about what he is about to admit to doing.

“So… we have a witness.”

Flynn: “That’s great bring them in then. Why would I not be happy about this?”

Agent continuing: “... but; not a conventional witness.”

Flynn putting his face in his hands. “Oh please tell me it’s not one of those things.”

Michelle looking to the Agent nervously. Holding her hands out in defeat: “This is exactly why I never said anything.”

Flynn: “What are you thinking? Those things are trying to kill us. What if this thing is lying to you?”

Michelle: “Then we kill it together. Simple as. I mean c’mon we’re even Flynn this is no better than what you’re doing with Elisa.” Elisa sneaking in the room. Hearing the rantings echo down the hall. “Can I have a say?” Elisa raising her hands in the air. The agent nodding furiously. “Yes. Let her speak.”

Elisa speaking up: “I’m okay with it. Why not use the fact that this Vincent wants me. If he wants to kill me he would’ve done that ages ago he has had plenty of opportunities to do so. It’s likely he needs me to find David.” Michelle thinking about it. “Why not just use Elliot? He is easier to get a hold of right?” Elisa shrugging: “Maybe he seems to suspect given my… private nature that I’m more inclined to know; and then again. Who is to say he hasn’t already tried getting information off of Elliot to no success?” Elisa thinking to herself: “Or he knows I’m a SKOR and just wants me for that reason... but he wouldn’t risk that knowledge to Flynn; Michelle and the Agent if he wants me. He needs me in this position.” Elisa looking up at Michelle: “I’m not a kid anymore. I can make my own decisions. David isn’t here to make them for me.” Michelle smirking looking down at the ground. Looking slowly up at Elisa. Nodding. “You know what you’re right Elisa; but if I’m going to feel any better about this. We’re training you. At least so you can defend yourself… after that. Nothing else.”

Elisa smiling: “That I can agree with. I just don’t appreciate having stalkers. I’ve got secrets to keep.”  Elisa insinuating.

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Sunday; September 28th 2014; 9:05am
The next day Elisa is doing some combat training with Flynn.

Elisa raising the foam covered baton.

Elisa looking Flynn in the eyes: “Ready?”

Flynn turning to Michelle: “Maybe you should go up against her I don’t want to hurt her.”

The agent shaking his head: “She’ll be fine. She is David’s daughter.” Flynn looking to the Agent: “Precisely why I don’t want to hurt her.” The agent snorting: “You’re using her as bait I think you hitting her with a stick will be the least of your troubles if David finds out.” Flynn swallowing nervously muttering. “right…” The agent counting down: “3…” pausing “2…” pausing again “1…” pausing for the final time. The agent bellowing. “Go!” Flynn raising the poll in the air holding it with both hands swings it down towards Elisa. Elisa wielding the poll single handedly whack the poll down against Flynn. “You should hold it with 2 hands; it’ll make your swings more accurate and give you more of a push.” Flynn and Elisa blocking each other. Flynn trying to push the stick down on elisa’s poll. Elisa pulling her pole and thrusting it back knocks it towards Flynn. Flynn going for a side swipe. Elisa blocking it again. Flynn scoffing:”Turns out you’ve got some pretty strong arms there… or maybe I’ve just started letting my arms get a bit flabby… alright then”

Flynn getting serious. Taking swings at Elisa in various directions. Elisa knows it would be quite challenging to deflect anything as long as her shoulders still damaged. Elisa using her free hand takes a punch at Flynn. Elisa knowing she is holding back. Flynn deflecting it with his shoulder. Elisa backing up apologetically: “Sorry was that allowed?” Flynn laughing: “Of course. What do you think the protections for.” Elisa nodding. Flynn taking more swings at Elisa; this time on top of Elisa deflecting she is shuffling her feet around. Some of his strikes missing Elisa as she jumps to the side; attempting to strike Flynn; he quickly deflects. The final attempt as she can see Flynn tiring rolls to his side whacking him on the back with the stick; Flynn in retaliation turning around hitting Her on the bad shoulder Elisa yelping. Flynn feeling guilty quickly apologizing: “oh fuck sorry I forgot you were still hurt. You alright?” Elisa nodding. Agent and Michelle going closer.

Flynn starting to feel the pain on his back. “Did you guys buy the cheapest things you could find? God these things hurt I’m going to be feeling that for weeks.” The agent shrugging: “They’re designed for unfit rookies not professionals I guess.” Elisa breathing heavy from the injury:” How many more times do you want me to do this?”

Michelle looking at the agent smiling: “I think we are good; right?” the agent nodding: “A couple of little hints here and there but nothing major. For a rookie you seem to already have some competence on your own. Did David teach you?” Elisa nodding: “A little.” Flynn scratching his head. “Stop trying to be modest you’re good alright? Now go and fight Ace fighter over here” Flynn pointing to Radford. The agent shaking his head. “That wouldn’t be advised… start basic and work your way up from there.” The agent scratching the side of his face. The agent believes given his hidden powers it might put Elisa at risk. Unaware of her secret. Michelle smiling. “Cafe break then?” Elisa and the Agent's eyes lighting up. Flynn still out of breath from the scuffle. “Sounds like a plan”

Sunday; September 28th 2014; 11:12am
The four make their way to the familiar cafe and begin to discuss plans. Elisa set to meet with a Skor as they talk they begin to mention the familiar name. “Baron” Elisa now nervous.

Elisa looking unhappy: “Baron was trying to kill me. I’m not too keen on meeting her if I am being totally honest.” Flynn serious: “Vincent wants you alive and saved you when he the other skor was going to kill you. Obviously he is not done. We could take out two birds with one stone if we get the other Skor to fight him. Right?” Elisa nodding nervously. Elisa curiously: “Can you work with anything better than a pistol?” Flynn unsure: “I could sure as all hell try.” Agent answering: “I am not so good in the ranged department if I will be honest my skills have always fared better when it comes to hand to hand combat. Flynn was the opposite. Right old man?” Flynn scoffing. “Give me some time on the targets. I need to get up to speed again then we will see. Absolutely.” Radford agreeing. The agent deciding a strategy: “We do this but I say we make our move at least next week. Maybe we can catch him sooner than that. Right? We need to train first it can’t go down like it did with Baron. We also need to get those two guns back. Not good for us if that is known. Missing weapons are taken extremely seriously.” Vincent is back at his new home. Tapping on the desk holding his mobile to his ear: “Peter. This Skor. Baron. I need information on them”

Peter Foreman: “That might be a little difficult; Vincent.”

Vincent confused: “Why is that?”

Peter Foreman grunting over the phone: “I do not yet have access to the database at Skornhold”

Peter pausing: “I think you may have given too much away.” Vincent:”They don’t know who I am yet. I could make Elisa see sense. I just need time.”

Peter: “David has manipulated her since she was barely old enough to talk. It is very unlikely you’ll be able to convince her of anything. I suggest you give up on Elisa and focus your attention on Elliot before you wind up getting to close to the hunters.” Vincent grunting: “she is one of us. She has to come around. Right?”

Peter quiet; peter being honest: “I am not sure what more you can actually do for Elisa; she is too far gone.”

Vincent assertively: “No. What about us?”

Peter pausing: “You can’t be serious. We are different.” Vincent slamming his hand on the desk: “Fuck it. If I can’t get help from you I’m going to have to take care of this on my own.”

Peter: “And wind up dead? If you’re not going to start taking this seriously; it is going to end up in my hands. You understand me? Vincent. We’ve been so careful for 15 years you can’t stop playing nice now.

You’re forgetting. Elisa’s dad nearly killed you.”

Vincent: “I’m not going soft. I’m not giving a choice. She helps her or… I’ll just expose her.”

Peter: “If she tries anything. I’m going to make her life a living hell. I’ve got hunters too after all.”

Sunday; September 28th 2014; 2:12pm
Later that day Flynn takes Elisa out to purchase a new vehicle. As Elisa is browsing the vehicle’s their attention is drawn to a very tall man. (Grav) who is looking around. Elisa can tell he is SKOR but is going to have a hard time proving it to Flynn without arousing his suspicion. Instead Elisa memorizes the man's face and makes a mental note to return to this area later. If the SKOR is hunting it’s likely they are using this area as a nest. Flynn pointing to a car similar to Elisa’s old one: “That’s a newer model at least. How about it?” Elisa is staring off into the distance. Turning back to Flynn out of it. Flynn confused: “Wake up kid. So how about it? Good?” Elisa nodding. Elisa not really caring much for how the car looks. Elisa to the man: “Can I take a look inside?” The man nodding. Elisa entering the car looking around the seat. Her eyes still drawn to the man. Elisa looking up at the wing mirror. The car salesman: “The mirror is a little smudged I think Mr Gellar has been in here again so I can get that cleaned up if you’d like. Elisa shaking her head. “It’s fine.” The salesman excited: “You like it? The paint work is pretty good isn’t it?” Elisa nodding. “Black is good.” Flynn to Elisa: “You want to take it then?” Elisa nodding and smiling it Flynn. “Thank you.” Flynn turning to the salesman: “This one it is then?” Elisa still staring towards the man. He is chatting to some women. Elisa crawling out of the car seat. The salesman inviting Elisa inside the office; closing the car door. “We’ll get on with the usual… boring stuff. Alright?”  *Elisa nodding. Looking up at Flynn.

As Flynn walks out keys in hand: “You’ve been looking at the guy over there all day. So what gives?” Elisa surprised. Flynn smiling. “I’m not stupid Elisa. So go on.”

Elisa shaking her head “No. I thought I saw something strange but maybe I’m just over thinking things.” Flynn laughing: “Maybe we should just have a little check. Huh? Sometimes we’ve got to act on instinct as hunters. It doesn’t hurt to take a look. Right?”

Elisa agreeing. Flynn and Elisa walk towards where the man was. The girls and the man now gone. Flynn muttering: “Someone so nicely dressed I’m wondering what he’d be doing near an alleyway. Didn’t strike me as the kind of guy; same as you?” Elisa nodding. Knowing something was setting off alarm bells in her head. “I get these feelings but… I don’t know.” Flynn patting Elisa on the head: “Instinct kid; see? Everyone’s got it.” Flynn gesturing with his hands to keep walking down the alleyway. Elisa muttering: “It’s been just over half an hour I can’t see them still being here.” Flynn nodding: “Then we’re good then. Right?” In the distance they can hear bins rattling around. Something is shuffling around in the distance. Elisa can hear the faint heavy breathing of something behind the bin but with the rattling she can hardly make out what it’s coming from.

A woman begins screaming; the large ear piercing screech hitting Elisa’s ears; stunning her briefly. Flynn making a mad dash towards the bins pulling a small runt SKOR off of the lady. The SKOR rolling away. Flynn drawing a knife from his pocket. Not wanting to get his gun out incase it scares the civilian. The SKOR hissing. Elisa running to the aid of the woman. Moving her away muttering: “Are you alright?” the woman is silent; quaking with fear. Tears running from her eyes as she stares at the creature. Not blinking.”

Flynn talking back to Elisa: “Get her out of here. Alright? And call Michelle or the Agent.”

Elisa nodding. Picking the lady up she begins to speed walk outside the Alleyway. The lady now staring ahead still quiet. Elisa trusts Flynn enough to be able to take care of a SKOR. Flynn removing a gun from his holster fires multiple silenced  shots at the SKOR. The SKOR howling in agony as its body drops to the ground. Flynn turning back to Elisa as she walks the lady out. Flynn running to the other end of the alleyway begins to grab bins and conceal the body of the beast as it bleeds out. Grabbing his phone he makes a call to Michelle.

“Can you bring cleanup down to Dale’s Motors” Michelle on the other end. “Contacting them now; what did you and Elisa find?”

Flynn on the other end: “A SKOR. Just a runt type. It’s down now.” Michelle querying nervously: “Are you both okay?” Flynn smiling: “No injuries. Elisa wasn’t even scared. She handled it like a professional.” Michelle relieved: “I’m glad. Alright. I’ll send clean up down now. Just guard the area.” Flynn turning to the lady: “We also have one survivor. A civilian. I’m unsure if this bastard has hurt anyone else… but I’m pretty sure this was his nest.” Michelle nodding on the phone; to Flynn: “Thank you Flynn.” Michelle putting the phone down; makes the call for clean up and the agent to take care of the survivor.

Flynn walking over to Elisa. Smiling at her: “You were brave. Good job. Yeah?” Elisa nodding and smiling back at Flynn. Flynn scruffing up Elisa’s hair. “Your instinct just saved someone’s life.” Flynn rolling his eyes looking back at the SKOR and mutters. “And our credibility…” Elisa confused; Flynn turning back to Elisa: “Yeah. you heard me right. We’ve taken out a SKOR. WIth the cases we’ve been dealing with lately… well things have been a little difficult.” To be Continued...

Story: Vincent VS Baron Part 7