Hybrid Hunting, Mariana Mendoza [e book reader android .TXT] 📗

me before I slapped his hand away.
“ I’m here, you ruffled up rooster.” I yelled back at him.
“ Whatever, sorry, whatever, where are you?” he asked.
I looked over my surrounding, trying to find the name of the highway that passed through here. Marco went running around then came back in a flash.
“ I-70” was all he said. I nodded and told him a muted thank you.
“ The first, or last town in Utah, by the Grand Canyon, the high way is I-70. Enough info, ruffled up rooster?” I asked, a little sarcasm in my tone.
“ Shut up, stop calling me that. I’m on my way right now so don’t you dare move.” my friend said before hanging up.
“ Like I would dream of it. I probably will though since I’m tired as hell.” I said to myself.
“ What do we do now?” He asked me.
“ We wait.” I told him, sitting down under the phone’s pole.
“ Great.” Marco said sarcastically serious. That amused me, making my day.
I guess I was rubbing off on the kid.


Two

“ I’m definitely told him to hurry up. Guess somethings never change.” I said.
“ Is your friend usually late?” he asked.
“ When he’s not on a job? Yes.” I told him.
Marco nodded.
I was about to call him again when something caught my attention. It was a car that was coming towards us, it had come from the mountains. I wanted to know who it was but I was too tired and lazy to even bother check who it was.
Marco didn’t watch it either, flowing my lead.
“ Damn humans really don’t know that driving in the middle of nowhere can kill them.” I said.
“ They don’t know we exist, Nina.” he yawned out.
“ You’re right but still.” I said.
I was going to try to sleep when something caught me off guard. Five minutes after the car had passed, I felt a slight chill. I knew not to actually ignore it because my senses were telling me that there was something really bad was going to happen.
And it did because just as I was going to look around me, people stepped out of the darkness. They were all covered in magic, as far as I could tell and smell. Magic was something I never liked to smell. It was irritating and made my nose itch making it very difficult to smell other things.
There were three girls and two guys. The three girls wore the same type of black bras and black skinny jeans. The only way I could tell the difference was that one girl had brown hair, the other had red hair, and the last had blond hair.They all had no shoes on. Two of the girls were vampires while the third was a werewolf. The two guys were twins with only jeans that covered them. They were both witches.
And the worse part of all was that the last person that came out had come out from behind me.
“ Hello, Nina, Marco, I’ve missed you both greatly, Especially you, Nina.” said a man from behind me. Marco and I froze in place.
It was our old master, Master.
We both stood up quickly and turned to him. Marco snarled in rage that was building up in him. I was angry as well.
“ What the fuck do you want, you fucking whack job.” I snarled to him.
Master was short for a man. He was about three quarters inches shorter than Marco. He had also gained a little weight. The man had blonde hair that was whitening. He had on a huge jacket that cored most of his clothing except for his tan pants. His eyes were beady small and his nose was immensely larger than she remembered. Master was a witch, a warlock. And a black one, making him a very strong man for all his shortness.
The mother fucking bastard had found us.
“ Why did you leave me, Nina? Come back to me.” he told me, trying to act the sweetest he could.
“ I’d rather die and rot in hell full of half mad demons than return to your ass hat of a place.” I snarled at him.
Guess he didn’t like it because his face had turned to anger. Too bad his anger was the size of an ant’s crap scat compared to Marco’s fury. He wasn’t the only one.
“ Then I have no choice but to kill the rabid and take you by force.” he told me.
“ I’d like to see you try you literally mother fuckin’ bastard who doesn’t know his face from his ass.” I told him.
“ Get them, my dears.” he told the others before standing back. The others came forward to us. The guys walked while the girls ran.
We began to attack as well. One of the girls lunged towards me before being struck back by Marco. He was furious that they attempted to hurt me. I was going to kick him for trying to protect me but thought better of it. He tried to help and i had no reason to hit him except for being utterly stupid.
I walked to where Master was sitting, wanting to claw him to death. I was snarling furious. My sister wolf had come out to play as well because I could feel her anger as well. In seconds, our minds became one and I saw the world in both her and my eyes. We were at our highest. Our anger mixed, making us determined to give the Master a slow death.
The two twins came towards me, their hands touched, then they pointed their free hand towards me. I knew this wasn’t good. When two witches tried to elevate their power, they would usually hold hands.
I moved out of their ways as fast as I could, which was pretty damn fast. Tweedledee and tweedledum missed. I then ran as fast as my human legs could towards them. I growled as I gave the twin on my left the most powerful right hook I could muster.
I heard his head snap before falling to the ground, either unconscious or dead. The other one grabbed my by y hair and pulled. He then began to burn my skin to where his other hand touched my belly. I growled ferociously and began punched him in the neck. His grip on me faltered, giving me the chance to pull free.
I then felt pane from my scalp and as I stood right up again, I saw that the stupid bastard hell’s pet had taken a chance of my hair with him. Oh. Fucking. Hell. No.
I grabbed the guy as quick as I could then made my claws come out from y fingers. I then scratched his face and slit his throat with four of my claws. He went down instantly as his blood sprayed in my face. I took his neck and as quick as I could I drank had of his blood.
He wouldn’t come back.
I then turned to where I was going. The freaking pea sized dickhead was trying to escape quietly. I followed him. He wasn’t leaving. Not on my grandfather clock watch.
I ran towards him, going faster than before because of the blood. My wolf was making my eyes go red as well as my vision. But before I could reach him, someone pulled my hair, hard, making me almost fall to the ground. I caught myself by tightly grabbing the female vampire’s boob. She screamed as if she was in a horror movie, which right now, she was.
I punched her in the ribs, but that didn’t do much anger her. Her eyes were turning red but that didn’t scare me because, unlike her, I was much stronger. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her down on the ground, using as much as my strength so that she would hit her head. She did. I then took the secret wooden and silver knife out of my waist band, where it was kept secretly hidden from any eyes. I then slashed her throat. But it wasn’t before she got to my neck and bit me hard. It felt horrible. To others that aren’t vampires, the bite is mostly pleasurable but since I was a vamp, it hurt as if she had bitten my ass with her shitty eating mouth.
I took her throat and smashed her back into the ground and jammed the knife deep into her heart. It took a few seconds before the knife hit the heart. Eventually, it did and she quickly died, turning to a rotten body of skeletons, which would turn to ash the moment the sun touched her dead body.
I looked back to where Master once was. He was gone but I knew he wasn’t that far off since i could still smell his horse farting scent. I quickly made my way to him, running as fast as I could. Since I was a vamp and a were, it wasn’t really hard for me to catch up to the frigid bastard.
In seconds, I was right in front of the Master.
“ Did you really think that you could leave without even bothering to fight me?” I asked him, not really wanting an answer.
“ If you wish. Just know that’ll you be coming with me either way, tonight.” he told me.
He then held his hands out and thrust them at me. He had made a deep slash in my collar bone. I didn’t bother to look how deep it was. It would take a few minutes for it to recover. For the time being, I was going to lose a little blood.
“ You did not just do that.” I growled under my breath. I ran back to him and hit him in the stomach as hard as I could, he fell with an oomph as he landed on the ground on his back. I quickly jumped on top of him and was about to slit his throat when he caught me by surprise. He pressed his hand into my stomach and in seconds, I felt something terrible. I had a high tolerance of pain since it was the only good thing, beside being a good sex mate, that had come out of actually being in his hell hole of a demon’s ass cell, full of shit and disgusting fumes. Not even joking.
The thing felt horrible but I knew I could tolerate it long enough for me to finish him off. I made my claws come out again and slashed him in the face.
“ That is for Marco.” I began.
I then grabbed him from his stinky, dirty ass balls that were