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Plum Hairy.
Chapter 3: A slightly hairy meeting...
I woke up a few hours later with a sore back to the smell of food. Yum! I was starving.
“Cerb stopped by, said to give you some food.” “Yeah, thanks.” I looked at me plate. It was all meat. I smiled a bit. I should have guessed... I looked at my watch. Ten o’clock pm. “Hey! What day is it?” “Friday.” “Oh.” Friday. That meant Diesel only had two hours to meet Cerberus at the shack. I hoped he had a plan. There was the sound of talking and Cerberus stepped into view, phone in hand. “She’s right here. You’d better have what I want.” He handed me the phone. “Someone’s worried about you.” I smiled a bit at that. It was kinda nice to think that Diesel was worried about me. “Diesel?” “Yeah, hey. A re you alright?” “Yeah. I’ve been asleep and they brought me food, at least. I even have blankets.” “Good.” “I heard Cerberus say he wanted something. What’s he after?” “Some kind of medallion thing shaped like a wolf, with a white moonstone set in for the eyes.” “What’s it do?” “I dunno, but if Cerberus wants it then it can’t be anything good. Are you sure you’re okay?” “Yeah, I’m good.” “Good. I gotta go. I’ll see you later.” “Bye.” He disconnected. Cerberus opened the door to my cell and hauled me out. “I’m meeting Diesel in just under two hours. You’re coming with me.” “Okay. Then once you get your medallion thing I can go, right?” “Wrong. I need you to make sure Diesel cooperates. I need to sacrifice an Unmentionable and take his powers to complete the transformation from partial wolf to full wolf, and Diesel happens to be what I need.” We were walking now, along one of the wider tunnels. “But I thought you already took Diesel’s powers?” Cerberus grinned. “Diesel still has his powers, he just can’t use them. I needed to get him out of the way, shut him down for a while, while I got everything set up. That’s where you come in...” “Let me guess; I’m bait.” “Yeah. See, I need Diesel, but Diesel’s not the easiest guy to catch so, I figure if he loses his powers and is suddenly vulnerable, he’ll go to someone he trusts and has an attachment to, then I kidnap them and use them as bait. I figure if I tell him I’m going to sacrifice you, Diesel will do the hero thing and offer to take your place. It’s so much easier than trying to manhandle him.” “How do you know Diesel will swap with me? He might decide I’m not worth it and let you kill me.” “Trust me, I know Diesel. He won’t let me kill an innocent if he thinks there’s a chance I’ll let you go.” “Will you?” “No. You know too much. But if you behave I might put you to sleep first... That way you won’t even feel it...” I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, thanks.” I think he missed the sarcasm. Cerberus led me out of the tunnel and told me to hang on. We were running again. There was a blur next to us and another guy ran with us. ‘Guard’ I thought. My thoughts were confirmed five minutes later as we come to a stop at the shack. “Don’s gonna watch you while I do my thing with Diesel. If you move, he’ll break your arm, understood?” I nodded. “Yeah.” What was it with this guy and breaking things? Don held onto my wrists behind my back, as Cerberus stepped forward to meet Diesel, who had walked out of the bush opposite us. He looked relieved to see me in one piece and my stomach did a bit of a flip flop at knowing he’d been seriously worried about me. “Oh, thank fuck! You’re alive!” Diesel said when he got closer. “Yeah. How did you get here? I don’t see a car.” “You remember the fire-farter?” “Yeah.” “I hitched a ride with him.” I laughed despite myself. “What? You couldn’t just steal a car like you usually do?” “No. I can’t steal cars without my powers. I don’t actually know how to hot-wire them.” Cerberus was grinning, clearly amused. “You got a ride with Elmer the fire-farter!? Jesus Christ! It’s a wonder you’re still here!” “He hadn’t eaten any chilli recently.” His face grew serious and he approached Cerberus. “I have your medallion, now let her go.” Cerberus smiled coldly. “I don’t think so. Not until you show me.” Diesel held up the medallion so Cerberus could see it. “Shove her over here and I’ll throw it.” Cerberus motioned to Dom and he counted to three. Diesel chucked the medallion but Dom grabbed hold of me again as soon as he let go. Diesel swore and stepped back, looking helpless. “Thanks, but I’m afraid you’re not getting her back just yet.” “What!? Why?” “I still need a sacrifice...” Diesel looked like he might choke. “Does it have to be her?” “No, but I already have her. She’s an easy choice.” I prayed Diesel wasn’t thinking what I knew he was. “Let her go, she has nothing to do with this. You can use me.” “I can live with that... But if you try anything, I’ll kill her.” “How do I know you’ll set her free afterwards?” “You don’t. But you know I’ll kill her if you don’t do it.” Diesel was stuck and looking like he wanted to throttle someone. I wanted to scream at him that it was a trap, but I couldn’t. Doms hand at my throat was kind of stopping me... Instead, I watched as Diesel stood helpless in front of Cerberus, who put the medallion round his neck and grabbed Diesels shoulders. The wolf-man moved so fast I almost didn’t see it. He lunged forward, sinking his fangs into Diesels throat and Diesel made a sound like a dying rat. I couldn’t just stand here and watch this... So I did the only thing I could think of and swung my leg back, kicking Dom in the nuts as hard as I could. He dropped, winded and I ran forward and kicked Cerberus straight between the legs, hard. He grunted, growled, jerked away from Diesel and tried to grab me but he was a little slow after I’d kicked him. He got me by the shoulders and I kicked him again. This time he went to his knees. There was the sound of a truck approaching and I recognised Elmer the fire-farter going as fast as he could into the clearing. He shuddered to a stop next to us and I ran to Diesel, who was bleeding profusely. “Get the medallion...” He rasped and I ran back and yanked it from Cerberus’ neck. Elmer helped load Diesel into the truck then he went back and stood in front of Cerberus. “Oh, shit!” The wolf yelled and jumped to his feet, but he was too slow. Elmer farted – a real ripper of a fart that seemed to have been building for a while – and Cerberus went up in flames, yowling and screaming until he was either dead or unconscious. “Did you kill him?” I asked, as Elmer hitched him in the back with some lengths of chain. “Naw. Not permanently at least. He heals real fast, but he’ll be out of it for a while ‘til Diesel can get to him.” “How did you know we were here?” “Diesel gave me fifty bucks to wait for him and said if he wasn’t back in ten minutes I should come looking for him. He said he’d give me another fifty if I took this guy home and kept him ‘til he came back for him.” I climbed into Elmer’s truck and he drove me to my car. “You should get Diesel to a hospital. I’m gonna take care of this guy back home.” “Okay. Thanks. I guess I’ll see you later...” Elmer put Diesel in my car, waved goodbye and took off. I cranked the engine over and called Ranger as soon as I hit town. “Babe. Where are you? Your mother said you and Diesel were in Atlantic City but you’ve been parked way out of town for over a day now.” “Yeah, look, I’m fine but Diesel needs a hospital. Meet me at St. Francis in ten... and he may need a rabies shot...” “I’ll be there.” He hung up. I screamed into the emergency lot and Ranger met me at the car, lifting Diesel out and carrying him in. “What happened to him?” “I’ll tell you later. Let’s just say it was a really nasty dog...” “Hmmm. I’m guessing that would be easier to explain?” “Yeah.” “Babe.” We took Diesel straight through to the trauma unit, where Ranger plonked him on a bad and nurses rushed around finding sutchers and bandages. The doctor gave him a tetanus shot and a shot for rabies. I stood in a corner with Ranger while they worked and after about an hour, the nurses disappeared and the doctor told me Diesel was going to be okay. Ranger got a call and left. I went to sit by Diesels bed and up close I’d never seen him look so frail. It made me get a lump in my throat seeing him this way. I traced a finger lightly down his bare chest and he murmured quietly, then went silent. I guessed the morphine had him conked out. One of the nurses came over to me and said; “Visiting hours are almost over for non-relations. How are you related to this guy again?” I said the first thing that popped into my head. “I’m his fiancé.” “Oh, well that’s okay then. What’s his name, by the way? So far all we have is ‘the big guy down the hall.’” I smiled at that. “His names Diesel... Er, John Diesel.” I finished, remembering the name he’d once used in a poker game in Atlantic City. “Oh, thanks.” She wrote it on a clipboard and left. I looked down at Diesel and saw that he had his eyes open. He looked a little out of it, but at least he was awake. “Hey, how are you feeling?” “Like I got run over by a truck. A big one...” “Yeah, welcome to being normal.” “Being normal sucks. It’s painful and these drugs are making me feel dopey...” “They’re supposed to.” He managed a weak smile. “So, we’re engaged now?” “Huh?” “I heard you tell the nurse you were my fiancé.” I blushed crimson. “I had to say something or she’d make me leave.” He chuckled softly. “Boy, your Grandmother’s gonna be happy.” “My parents won’t. My sister’ll be unbearable!” “Yeah... Still, it could be fun...” He chuckled a bit and his eyes went out of focus. “There’s lights everywhere... Is it Christmas?” “No. It’s morphine.” “Oh... Damn. Last Christmas was kinda fun...” He laughed faintly again, then dropped off to sleep. I suddenly realised I was still holding the medallion. I held it in the light and looked at it close up, tracing the intricate designs with my finger. It was kind of pretty. I wondered what it would look like on and placed it around my neck. I suddenly felt all tingly, like there was a whole bunch of electricity running through me. I felt like I could take a bullet and live. I was also hungry. I went to the cafeteria and ordered some food; Large fries, burger, large shake and a chicken and salad sandwich. I surprised myself by eating it all. I went to the bathroom and tried the knob. Locked. I tried it again. The door swung open. Weird. I did my thing and went back to Diesel. His eyes were open again. He smiled at the confused look on my face. “I just opened a locked bathroom door without trying.” Diesel grinned. “I think I know where Cerberus was stashing my power...” I looked at the amulet. “No way! How come you didn’t know? And how did he do it if he didn’t have it?” “It wasn’t activated and he must’ve done it after he bit me... Probably trying to transfer them to himself but he never got that far since you interrupted him... I’m guessing they’ve been sort of stored there since he bit me and we just didn’t know about it... Cool huh?” “Yeah... I like it. I might not want to give them back... At least, not just yet...” “That’s mean.” “Yeah, but I still have an FTA to catch and he keeps shooting at me...” “I guess I could let you borrow them for awhile... just until the stitches come out.” I bent down and kissed him firmly on the lips. “Shit!” “What?” “Does it always feel like that?” I smirked. “Yeah.” No wonder I’m so damned irresistible... My feet are tingly...” I grinned and said; “You’re lucky I didn’t french you... The smoke alarms would’ve gone off...” “Smart ass.” I grinned again gave him a careful hug, then left the hospital to go after my FTA.***
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