A huntress in London

A story I actually wrote for a competition on here a while back but didn't finish...want to see whether it's worth developing some day!


6. Company of a different sort

Anka Hissed.  "it's not possible.  who are you?"  she growled as she backed away from the doorway.  her gaze darted around the room, looking for exits.  the only opening in the brick walls seemed to be the door that the two beings were currently blocking.

The Hunter snorted condescendingly at Anka, his eyes grazing over her still naked form.

"Let me guess.  your master told you that you were the last of the Hunters?  that there were no others left like you?  that you were special?  Well, I hate to break it to you kid, but you aren't the last of your kind"  The Hunter paused, assessing her.  He huffed through his nose, crossing his arms and leaning against the door frame. "you're just the last Hunter to have been born."

Anka blinked, removing her third eyelid from over her eye.  She scrutinized the mans appearance.  she started at his violet hair and light blue eyes, down to the marks that twisted around his neck and wrists.  ownership markings.  that were now scars.  He no longer had a master, and judging by the scarring, that was an arrangement of his making, not his masters.

"Well, if he's a hunter, what are you?" Anka asked, her gaze shifting to the woman.

the woman gave a half smile. "I'm the Mermaid that pulled you out of the Thames, and got you breathing again"

There was a beat of silence, then the Mermaid continued, "I have to ask, why jump in the Thames when you can't swim?  Were you trying to kill yourself, or are you just stupid?"

Anka glowered at the mermaid. "neither, and it's none of your concern!"

"Show some respect, you little Urchin!"  the hunter hissed, straightening and moving angrily towards ANKA across the room.  "Maren pulled you out of that river and brought you here to safety.  She kept you breathing and stopped you getting hypothermia."  He got right up into Ankas face, backing her against the wall, slamming his hands on either side of her head on the wall behind her. "Have you any idea how painful it is for a mermaid to change form and walk on land!  How much of a sacrifice that is!"  the hunter growled menacingly at Anka.  She glared back, not flinching from his fierce gaze.

After a few heated moments, Maren cleared her throat, "Well, now she's awake, I'm going back.  Unless you want me to put her back where I found her?"  Maren sounded almost hopeful at the possibility of an affirmative to her question.

without looking away from Anka, the Hunter replied, "no, I can take it from here. Tell Renshaw she's upn on your way out though, will you?"

Maren gave a small nod to affirm her assent, then left.  Leaving the doorway open.

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