A half hour passed before Liz came across what looked to be a run down shack. It was isolated, far away from both the road and any other conceivable houses. Inside, a light was on and loud grunts could be heard. She approached the door and slowly pushed on it, careful not to make any noise. The old door wouldn't have made a peep if it weren't for the chain lock on the other side. It cracked open just enough for Liz to spy her sister, nude, with a man inside of her. When the man looked back and Liz spied his ink like eyes? Her own emerald optics seemed to catch fire.
She took a step back then spun around kicked the door, hoping the strike would be hard enough to break the latches inside. They only shifted. After a short, backward sprint, she charged forward and rammed her shoulder against the door. This time, she came crashing through it. She pulled one of her guns out of her pocket as she fell, firing off several warning shots to make them men remove their cocks from inside of her sister. The collision with the ground knocked her breath away momentarily.
The men tried to take advantage of this and stomped down at her. She rolled to the side, the tip of his boot catching her shoulder. The other man moved in for the attack, but stopped when he saw the young woman reach for the other gun. "First, you asses mess up my car. Then, you kidnap my sister. But then - then you dumb fucks go and do this," her voice trailed off. She. . .couldn't even. . .she flipped the gun's in her hands so that she was holding the barrel of them each, then turned and attacked the man closest to her. As the other closed in, she was grabbed around the waist. She caught a blow directly to the face, leaving her momentarily dazed.
Her hands tightened on the guns and she slammed the butt of each down on the man holding her, then lashed out at the other. If nothing else, they would see that Liz was ferocious. It would take more than just a couple of low level demons to keep her down. As the butt of the weapon hit one of the men in the face, he hit her chest. As he pulled his fist back, he noticed that it was. . .wet? It immediately began to sizzle and burn his flesh - holy water! He began to scream and flail about, and soon, so did his partner. Liz dropped back onto the ground, a bit dazed and confused, but a smile formed on her lips as she watched the two grown men squeal like pigs.
"Bitches," she said, trying to keep herself from laughing. The holy water did it's thing, and the demons that were in the bodies of the two men flew out of them and out of the door of the shack, leaving the twins alone. Liz had a bruise forming on her face from where she had been hit, and another forming on her abdomen, but she managed to push herself up onto her feet. Her guns were laying on the floor beside her, but she didn't pay them any attention. She made her way over to her twin sister and took off the gag that had stuffed in her mouth. She then loosened the restraints on her sister's arms and legs freeing her. "Ivy. . .are you. . .alright? Did they hurt you," Liz asked. She meant outside of the obvious of course.
She took a step back then spun around kicked the door, hoping the strike would be hard enough to break the latches inside. They only shifted. After a short, backward sprint, she charged forward and rammed her shoulder against the door. This time, she came crashing through it. She pulled one of her guns out of her pocket as she fell, firing off several warning shots to make them men remove their cocks from inside of her sister. The collision with the ground knocked her breath away momentarily.
The men tried to take advantage of this and stomped down at her. She rolled to the side, the tip of his boot catching her shoulder. The other man moved in for the attack, but stopped when he saw the young woman reach for the other gun. "First, you asses mess up my car. Then, you kidnap my sister. But then - then you dumb fucks go and do this," her voice trailed off. She. . .couldn't even. . .she flipped the gun's in her hands so that she was holding the barrel of them each, then turned and attacked the man closest to her. As the other closed in, she was grabbed around the waist. She caught a blow directly to the face, leaving her momentarily dazed.
Her hands tightened on the guns and she slammed the butt of each down on the man holding her, then lashed out at the other. If nothing else, they would see that Liz was ferocious. It would take more than just a couple of low level demons to keep her down. As the butt of the weapon hit one of the men in the face, he hit her chest. As he pulled his fist back, he noticed that it was. . .wet? It immediately began to sizzle and burn his flesh - holy water! He began to scream and flail about, and soon, so did his partner. Liz dropped back onto the ground, a bit dazed and confused, but a smile formed on her lips as she watched the two grown men squeal like pigs.
"Bitches," she said, trying to keep herself from laughing. The holy water did it's thing, and the demons that were in the bodies of the two men flew out of them and out of the door of the shack, leaving the twins alone. Liz had a bruise forming on her face from where she had been hit, and another forming on her abdomen, but she managed to push herself up onto her feet. Her guns were laying on the floor beside her, but she didn't pay them any attention. She made her way over to her twin sister and took off the gag that had stuffed in her mouth. She then loosened the restraints on her sister's arms and legs freeing her. "Ivy. . .are you. . .alright? Did they hurt you," Liz asked. She meant outside of the obvious of course.