Story: Vincent VS Baron Part 2

## Description

Elisa meets Kyle a SKOR who shares a similar experience with her. Elisa knowing the SKOR is in danger seeks to do all she can to protect him and his mother from the vicious Baron who intends to do him and his mother harm.

Elisa asking the boy: “Where is this ‘Baron’?”

\*Kyle shaking his head. Kyle pleading: “You can’t. She will kill you and if she finds out she will..” \*Kyles’ eyes tearing. The boy whispering to Elisa: “Franston; but I’m begging you don’t go there. Please. My mum will be in danger and so will I.”

Elisa: “A Skor?” \*Kyle looking outside. His mothers car stopping by the park.”

The boy muttering: “human.”

Elisa surprised. The boy is just like her. He’s a skor that is being brought up as a human. The boy running out of the store to his mothers car waving at her. The mother getting of the car approaches Kyle. Elisa watching her closely. Kyle blinking at his mother hinting at her. He has met SKOR before. Kyle turning to Elisa looking at her. The mother looking at Elisa.

The mother: “Kyles’ friend? Nice to meet you.” \*The mother pointing to her car signalling for Elisa to get in. Kyle getting in the back of the car. Elisa getting in the front seat. The mother clutching a knife from the glove compartment. Asking assertively: “What do you want?”

Elisa looking down at the knife as her hand clutches it tightly. Her hand is shaking she is scared. “Who are you working for?” Elisa confused: “Working for… nobody? I don’t work for anybody. What is this about?” Elisa still confused trying to reassure the Mother. “I don’t hurt people and I’m not here to cause trouble.”

Kyle muttering nervously: “I need her to come with me to Franston.” Janes eyes widening. Her voice shaking and stuttering turning to Kyle. grabbing his arm: “Then we’ll take her… right?”

Elisa can see the mother is trembling. Elisa assertively: “What are you both so afraid of?”

Kyle and Jane looking at each other. Kyle: “Mum.” The mother holding her son's hands looking lovingly into his eyes. Kyle smiling back nervously. Elisa confused: “Who are you talking about and why do they want me?” Kyle muttering timidly: “She has been killing us… Baron isn’t happy.” Jane is getting angry at Elisa: “You’ve been killing.. Killing ones like Kyle?” Elisa nodding her eyes front still nervous about the knife. Elisa slowly: “Yes. Yes but I’ve only been taking out those actively hunting. I don’t hunt SKOR if they don’t hurt people especially… those who choose to be civil. I don’t want to hurt...  Kyle is it?” Elisa continuing: “I have no intention of hurting SKOR that don’t hurt people.”

Jane confused: “SKOR?” Elisa nodding: “That is the name we were given. Let me go and I might be able to help you out. You said another SKOR was after you. Who is it?”

Kyle: “Her territory is out in Franston… It’s where she… it's her nest.” Elisa listening closely. “Jane still holding the knife up to Elisa her hand shaking more. Sweat dripping from her forehead. “Baron… she-she is dominant. She has been making Kyle do things… if he doesn’t do them Baron says she will kill me and Kyle… if we run she will find us.” Elisa looking towards Jane. Looking sympathetically into her eyes. “This SKOR wants me. So I will meet her and I will kill her. Then you two can be free; you don’t have to do anything. You said Franston. Correct?”

Jane staying quiet. Kyle thinking muttering quietly: “by the cinema… she has a nest there.”

Elisa getting out of the mothers car.” Jane shouting to Elisa: “ Wait!”

Elisa sitting back in the car again. Jane pointing to Elisas’ phone putting the knife in her glove compartment. Jane to Elisa: “Give me your phone.” \*Elisa unlocking her phone handing it to the mother. As the mother takes the phone she mutters: “My name is Jane. Jane Harper. He’s Kyle.”

Elisa looking at the mother.”Elisa Goodman.” \*Elisa smiling at the mother. The mother smiling back. The mother begins to type in her number into the contact list. Jane looking deep into Elisa's’ eyes: “Be careful. Elisa.” Jane putting her hand on Elisas’ shoulder. She smiles nervously. Worried about elisa. Elisa thinking to herself: “What did Baron do to frighten these people… I have to do something. I have to kill Baron. I’ll head over to her nest tonight and observe it. Perhaps I can get some answers.”

Elisa taking her phone from Jane gets out of the car and begins to walk back home. Elisa still thinking about Baron; Elisa is curious about what kind of damage the Baron can do.

### Sunday; September 14th 2014; 12:57pm

Elisa getting back into her apartment the time is 12:57 in the afternoon she puts her feet up on the sofa. Elisa looking over at the desk with the case file on picks it up and starts to read more on it.

Elisa seeing her phone on the coffee table picks it up. Texting her brother: “When are you leaving for the trip?”

Elisa putting the phone on the coffee table. Her brother replying: “Next week.”

Elisa worrying for Elliots’ safety. Elisa lying back on the chair reading the case file. Pieces of it are missing as she looks closer names are blanked out. Names are missing. Elisa is confused by the file… debating whether or not she should mention it to Michelle. Elisa contemplating muttering to herself:

“Pieces of the puzzle are missing… dad wouldn’t cut anything out of the file and he certainly wouldn’t not tell me anything. My dad was honest with me… only told me things I needed to know when I needed to know them.”

### Sunday; September 14th 2014; 1:50pm

\*Elisa getting up off the sofa checking the time it is 1:50pm. She has a strong sense of urgency but she knows that if she leaves now it is likely that she’ll get seen. It’s still light outside. Elisa decides that the best course of action is to get some rest and then go out. Elisa walking over to her bedroom. Looking into her bedroom. Removing her clothes she gets into bed setting an alarm on her phone on the nightstand. Setting it back on the nightstand again. Elisa is staring up at the ceiling. Shortly after her eyes finally start getting tired. She closes them and relaxes her body.

### Sunday; September 14th 2014; 5:42pm

The time is now 5:42pm. Her Alarm is buzzing or what she thinks is the alarm. Elisa waking up about to reach for the mobile to turn the alarm on. Still half asleep shes swipes the alarm click on the phone button. Jane’s voice coming from the phone. Elisa turning to her phone picks it up retracting her features. It’s Jane; Jane cautiously and quietly: “Elisa?”

Elisa grouchy: “What is it?”

Jane: “Don’t go out tonight. Baron is on the lookout for you… I know I can’t convince you; but my son. Kyle. If he gets caught up in this. He’ll wind up dead too.”

Elisa: “He won’t.”

Jane: “My son… he isn’t bad. We’re not bad. He’s just trying to help me. You have to understand.”

\*Elisa quiet. Elisa muttering: “I understand what you’re saying but if I don’t do something it’s very likely whoever this Baron is they’re going to manipulate Kyle. SKOR do that. I’m sorry Jane.”

\*Elisa turning the phone off gets up off the bed and starts to brush her hair.

Elisa thinking about it as she starts tying her hair. “It might pay to do my research I don’t think I should get myself into a fight. I can just scout… maybe.” Elisa getting second thoughts. She starts getting changed into darker clothing reluctantly picking up her phone she is still thinking about it. Putting on a black shirt and black trousers. Twisting the taps she starts to splash her face with water. Water dripping into the sink as she wipes the water from her eyes she looks back into the mirror; Her eyes drawn to a small scratch on her face no leaking blood. Elisa sighing in frustration.

Elisa seeing her reflection in the mirror. Her SKOR facial features distinctive. Elisa closing her eyes; her cheek leaking blood faintly on her face thinking to herself: “My kind take so much away … I want to do everything I can to make people feel safe but what if there comes a day I can’t. If Baron really is as strong as Kyle and Jane are saying it means she has the potential of being an Alpha. I don’t think I stand a chance against an Alpha type.” Elisa exhaling thinking again to herself: “I need to get that mirror moved. It’s bad for my self-esteem.”

Elisa turning the tap off drying her hands with a small towel on the rack turning around she walks out of the bathroom and heads into the living room switching the light on. Elisa slowly makes her way over to the bookcase and starts looking at the Central Research books. Elisa looking closely at the spines of the books hovering her hands over many different informative books on FT and SKOR. One such book getting Elisa’s attention. A SKOR anatomy book from FT Research.

Elisa reading the book: “Runt-type SKOR…” \*Elisa touching the anatomy structure with her hand running her finger across the books. Elisa muttering quietly: “Runt… just the sound of it makes me feel inferior.” Elisa sitting down at the desk still holding the book open. Placing the book flat on the table leaning her left hand on the book pinning it open on the desk. She starts turning the page reading the next title: “Alpha-type SKOR”... Elisa looking at the anatomy of the alpha type. In the book far more intimidating. She can see her limits. Closing her eyes she sees a silhouette of a SKOR far more ferocious in appearance. The bright glowing eyes staring at her. Towering over her. It’s hand raised in the air. Claws protruding from the fingers tip long and wild. Elisa thinking: “So different… like two entirely different species. Maybe Jane and Kyle were right about her. They’d usually have an Agent or multiple Veteran hunters take down one… I can’t see myself beating her alone. Not unless I do it quickly and quietly.”

Elisas’ eyes opening wide. Nervously swallowing. Elisa slamming the book shut starts breathing heavy. Exhaling slowly closing her eyes. Elisas’ head pounding once again her vision blurring slightly. Elisa can feel her limits and she knows that she shouldn’t risk over exerting herself tonight. She understand it would be best to keep out of it tonight and just get extra rest. Elisa puts the book back into the bookcase and starts undressing walking over to the bed. Throwing her close on the nightstand and rolling into her bed. Elisa is just staring up at the ceiling. Curious as to why the SKOR would want her in the first place. Elisa has a feeling it is likely because they found out about her job on the side. Elisa thinking: “

### Monday; September 15th 2014; 7:22am

The alarm buzzing again now. Elisa getting up. It’s nearly time to go to work. Completing the standard routine. As she gets changed in the bathroom her eyes are drawn to the mirror as she stares into the mirror she feels resentful of herself again; after the attacks and David gone she feels responsible. As if she could have done something to make a difference or that her existence has put David in a difficult situation. With this in mind she starts feeling quite upset. As she puts her shirt on her claws rip through the shirt. Elisa getting frustrated throwing the shirt at the wall. Elisa: “Shit.” She slams her fist onto the doorframe still frustrated. Rubbing her hand on her forehead.

Elisa retracting her feral features holding her head. Looking at the clock. 1 hour 30 minutes before she needs to be at work. Elisa returning to the desk with a new shirt walks over to the bookshelf. Running her finger across the binds of the books; catching site of an FT Training Manual covering various tactical methods of slaying SKOR. How to spot SKOR and a small instructional piece on the types of weapons and when they are effective. Elisa knowing she doesn’t exactly have a gun or a ranged weapon to use. Only a machete.

Elisa looking at the book flicking through the pages thinking about it. The book going over procedures of becoming a SKOR hunter for FT. Blood tests and body scans in other scenarios. Elisa reading the book out loud:

“S.B.S. The SKOR Blood & Scan. A compulsory blood test to identify your humanity. S.B.S test is a highly effective method of detecting and assuring that SKOR are not infiltrating an FT Authorized facility. Failure to comply with the compulsory test will result in severe punishment and possible exemption from FT facilities.

Further action may be performed in the event you are suspected to be working as a SKOR. If you are unable to perform the test for medical reasons a note must be provided by the doctor and signed.” Elisa slamming the book shut. The air throwing the hair on her face up. Elisa putting the book back on the shelf again.

Elisa thinking about the blood test. Even if the FT Daleford was restarted she couldn’t possibly join the hunters. Not when she herself is a SKOR. It’s likely that they’d perform a blood test or scan and she’d fail. Elisa wanting to believe that if there was a way to fake it she could pass it. Elisa looking at the case file. Slamming the desk with her hand.

Elisa knowing that she won’t be able to help Daleford as a hunter. Elisa grabbing her jacket from off the back of her chair. Elisa walking towards the bedroom. Looking at her phone still on the bed. Going over to it she picks it up. Elisa looking at the briefcase on the side picking it up. Elisa opening it. The machete is lying inside the briefcase. Elisa running her finger along the flat surface of the blade. Elisa thinking: “A short ranged blade weapon. I’m not exactly sure I want to be using this on the SKOR. I’ll scout the area first... “

Elisa picking the briefcase up off the desk. Leaving the house she puts the briefcase underneath the passenger's seat of the car.

Elisa sitting in her car staring outside. Contemplating her next move. If this SKOR is really powerful it’s likely she won’t be able to do much against the growing problem. She knows her limitations as she fully believes herself to be a runt variety SKOR.

Her body weaker than Alpha variants. It won’t be long before Elisa will have to face one. Elisa driving slowly out of the parking lot flicking the radio on. The talk show again.

Philip .J. Green: “Most theories of these cultists have been debunked of course… I mean the thought of people from all over the world consuming people is quite preposterous. Given the nature of the injuries found on the… victim found by police. A lot of people are saying it could’ve been a hungry animal. A lot of people are saying it’s possible and the facts prove it. The marks on the bones; the teeth marks. They’re animals… but scientists and researchers have matched the bones and the results come back inconclusive.

With the world still so large out there… I mean it’s possible there are species out there… aliens or extraterrestrial life.”

News reporter: “Uhm thank you Doctor Green that’s all we have time for on today's show.”

The news reporter disregarding what the Doctor had said as nonsense. Meanwhile. Vincent is responding to an advertisement about Daleford Duty. An easy job where he can work and live normally…

### Monday; September 15th 2014; 09:58am

Vincent standing at reception. Elisa parking her car up. Elisa entering the reception. Alex turning around. Surprised by Elisas’ appearance. Pleased to see her but keeping his enthusiasm hidden. Alex gleefully: “Is your boss in I’m here for an interview.”

Elisa: “Did he call you up?” Elisa asking to make sure he didn’t just waste his time in a poor attempt to get a job. The man nodding.

Alex: “Of course. My meeting is scheduled for 10 minutes past 10… so just over 10 minutes at least.”

\*Elisa nodding: “I’ll go get him.”

Elisa walking off to get Bill.

Vincent muttering to himself: “Yes… you get him; Elisa Goodman.” \*Vincent now completely forgetting about David. His main focus now on Elisa. Peaking his main interest realizing now he has the place Elisa works. WIth the full intention to get to know her. Vincent muttering to himself: “I didn’t even have to speak to Baron…”

Bill seeing Alex waving his hand. Asking him to follow him in. Elisa entering the warehouse.

Mark turning to Elisa as he puts a box on a trolley: “Hey! That guy out there. Seems pretty eager. Got the kind of personality that Bill likes.” \*Elisa shrugging. Looking towards Mark: “Not feeling it” Mark smiling: “That really is not a surprise to me Elisa. You really aren’t much a fan of someone with a… let’s say overly enthusiastic personality.”

Elisa responding: “He can talk. Just as long as I can get work done.” Elisa joins Mark as he stacks boxes onto the trolley cart.” Elisa realizing she put the wrong box on the cart takes it off again. Mark looking at Elisa confused: “You’re really not yourself today are you? Your mind somewhere else?”

Elisa holding her head: “Maybe… some things putting me off I guess. Maybe I’m coming down with an illness.” \*Elisa shrugging picking up the right box off the shelf and stacking it onto the cart. Elisa walking ahead of the cart to a computer and printer. Mark removing items from the boxes. Elisa printing address labels and invoices passing them to Mark.

\*Elisa listing off items and address as Mark starts folding out boxes. Elisa is organizing the items. Mark placing the items with the invoice in the box. The two can hear Bill and the new applicant outside joking together. Mark taping up the box slaps a label on it. Putting it on a trolley. A lady approaching mark. “Do you want me to take this?”

Mark: “Hold on a second I’ll just finish packing the other boxes.” The lady helping mark pack the boxes as Elisa prints more labels. Elisas’ vision getting blurry again. Elisa shaking her head she stares at the computer screen. The invoices still printing. The printer stopping. Elisa still staring at the screen thinking about Baron. Mark’s voice echoing behind her the lady taking away the boxes. Mark’s voice finally reaching Elisa. Elisa turning around: “What?” Mark shaking his head. “The labels?” \*Elisa nodding ripping the labels off passing them to mark. Elisa: “sorry.”

Mark smiling: “You need to wake up.” \*Mark playfully flicking Elisa in the head.

### Tuesday; September 16th 2014: 10:34am

Meanwhile it’s 10:34 The Agent is discussing business with Michelle.

Agent: “I’m intrigued. What has changed in the… 3 years since the closure of F.T.O.D.?”

Michelle talking quietly to the Agent: “I feel like things are getting worse in Daleford. If things keep up it’s likely there will be too many to control… not to mention the potential that the truth could be revealed. If that happens it compromises everybody. Sir.”

\*The Agent nodding: “and I would agree; but who would you propose takeover the HQ?”

Michelle staring at the agent putting her coffee on the table. “Sir. I would.”

The agent smiling: “A roll you’re more than capable of from what Robert told me.”

Michelle looking down sad. Thinking about Robert. The sound of a gunshot and the Agent pushing her out of the room. The thought going away briefly: The agent soon realizing this was a difficult subject for Michelle: “My apologies. I understand you and him were quite close. The agent not at all phased by the “Death” of Robert. Knowing a lot more about the incident than he is letting on. Michelle handing him an application form. The agent pushing it away. “No need. Miss Taylor. I think you’ll find your previous experience within the Organisation more than enough to sway my superiors. They’re quite fond of you. I would like to know why this never crossed your mind sooner.”
\*Michelle thinking about it: “I… I thought. I didn’t stop thinking but I didn’t feel like I could ever live up to Robert. He gave the people in the HQ hope and energy. People saw him like a father figure… there were so many kids there that lost parents… family but there was Robert.

A born leader… and he is gone. HQ with it.”

Agent: “Yes. Robert was quite the man. “ \*Agent drinking from a glass of water. “From what I understand Flynn also has quite a keen interest. Is this true?” \*michelle nodding

Agent: “Excellent. This will be a reunion for you then? Most exciting. It seems a shame David will miss out. If I make any further progress with the… proposed plan here I shall contact HQ immediately. Until then I will have to leave I have a meeting with the leader of District Three.”

\*Michelle confused. The Agent realizing: “Oh of course. Its District Three but when you were operating it was under the name FT Forke.
Michelle happy: “Forke is still running?” The agent smiling and nodding politely: “absolutely. Under Peter Foreman I believe.” Michelle is relieved and proud of her old associate Peter. Proud and honoured that he is still holding things together.

As the agent gets up and walks towards the door he turns to face Michelle in a low serious solemn voice: “It is likely FT will request you operate privately but funds and equipment will be provided… under their terms. Still fine with this?”

\*Michelle nodding: “Yes of course sir.” the agent smiling at Michelle turning back around remarking. “When you become leader I do hope you cease with the formalities… technically speaking we’ll have near the same amount of power.” The agent walking outside closing the door behind him. Turning the phone and dialing on the keypad he puts it up to his ear: He is talking to a friend of his (Robert) “She is set on it. I am not going to stop her. Let us face it… Daleford could use them right now.” The agent opening the door to his mysterious vehicle. The windows blacked out.

### Monday; September 15th 2014;: 2:05pm

Fast forwarding to Lunch. Elisa and Mark are eating lunch together in the cafeteria Lewis and Paul enter the room. Paul patting Mark on the back.

Lewis gleefully: “Heard you guys cleared the list from the other day. I can’t believe it you guys did awesome.” Mark: “Hey chuckle brothers how's it going?” Lewis fist bumping Mark. Lewis smiling: “Just fine man. Just fine.”

Paul: “Hey lads and… Elisa… me and the wife are already thinking about xmas you got any plans?”

\*The group disagreeing.

Mark:”Its only September too early for that shit.”

\*Elisa still staring off into space.
Lewis: “You alright Elisa?”

Mark looking towards lewis: “She has been out of it all day.” \*Mark elbowing Elisa. Elisa turning back at Lewis: “What?” She asks confused. Lewis smiling: “You alright?” Elisa apologetically: “Sorry. I was somewhere else.” Lewis: “I noticed. If you're not feeling well just say so.” Elisa assertively: “No. sorry I'm fine. I was just thinking about things that's all.”

Lewis smiling: “Whatever you say.” \*Lewis shrugging turning to Paul he smiles and the two walk over to the table discussing sports babble. Mark is droning on about new game releases. Elisa pretending to pay attention nodding her head. Elisa thinking to herself: “I'm going to pay Franston a visit tonight. I have to find that SKOR. I'm honestly terrified but if I don't do something my friends and colleagues will be in danger. I can't let that happen... more importantly what if they're responsible for that letter that got sent to my brother... this is not a joke any more. I have to take things seriously.” Elisas' mind already thinking about confronting the SKOR regardless of what Kyle and Jane told her yesterday.

### Monday; September 15th 2014; 2:15pm

Near the park close to Franston. Baron is walking down the street in bare feet. Disguised. Many people are looking at her appearance. People are mocking and questioning if the woman is homeless. Baron ignoring all of it. She feels superior to the people of these streets. Humans can talk but when they're on the ground before she tears them limb from limb she knows who comes out on top.

Kyle catching eye shot of her swallows and exhales. Slowly walking towards Baron.

Kyle: “M-Miss.”

Baron: “Where have you been runt… you have work to be doing. Are you forgetting what I told you?” \*Kyle looking down in despair. Muttering quietly: “The man is back. Superior.” Baron turning towards a car watching over her and Kyle. It is Vincent. He is watching Baron. Baron smirking. Turning back to Kyle. \*Kyle trying to reassure Baron.: “I've been looking for the girl.” Baron sneering: “Of course. You know what will happen. Don’t you?” Kyle swallowing nodding timidly at Baron. He is shaking; scared of Baron. Baron begins to slowly walk towards Vincent who is sitting in the car. Baron hissing: “Equal…”  Vincent lowering the side window. Baron putting her sharp fingers on the side of the window frame. Leaning her face into the car. Snarling at Vincent. “Equal… what have you got on my… pet.”

Vincent looking at Baron in disgust.

Vincent: “Disgusting. Have you thought about washing yourself. Your appearance draws too much attention.” Baron uncaring: “Why do I care what food thinks of me?”

Vincent muttering: “Case in point... Anyway. From central has reported to me it's likely Grav is hiding in a place in the old Carpet Factory.” \*Vincent handing Baron a photocopy of a report. The baron flicking through it. \*Vincent  rolling his eyes. It's clear that Baron can hardly read it. Vincent snatching the paper away: “I knew it was pointless bringing this to you. Clean your bloody eyes.” Baron snarling: “What does it matter to me anyway. You're the one that's supposed to be finding him.” \*Baron looking at Kyle: “You and the runt.”

Vincent lifting his hands up shrugging. Vincent turning to kyle. Unlocking the car doors signalling for him to get in. Vincent: “If I'm right about this and I find Grav. What then?”

Baron: “Grab him… then I want the girl to kill the betraying runt.” Baron turning away. Vincent snapping: “Don't forget our deal. You've done nothing to assist me on your end and I won't be happy if you go against the offer. I'm not killing anybody or following up on anything until you tell me what you know.” Baron ignoring Vincent; walking away from the car. Kyle still in his car. Baron not quite trusting her “Equal. She feels he and Kyle are working against her interests deliberately withholding information as they seemed to be quite reluctant to give her anything.”

The boy Kyle quietly: “I found the girl... but.” Vincent smiling: “Yes... I did as well.” Kyle curiously: “Then why didn't you say?” Vincent turning to Kyle: “Because I don't trust her.” Vincent referencing when he and Baron fought against each other. The both of them equals in combat.

Vincent still quite disgusted by how she treats her own kind. Feeling that a death by a human-sympathizing SKOR is just as bad to her as being taken down by a human hunter. Vincent looking towards Kyle in an intimidating manner: “If you warn her. Kyle. I will kill you and your mother. Understand that.” \*Kyle nervously looking up at Vincent with tears in his eyes. Vincent again: “That won't happen if you keep quiet. Do you understand? I will make sure nothing bad comes of Elisa. After all. I still require her help.”

Vincent letting the boy out near his house. Hand gesturing in a threatening manner.

There discussion ends; Kyle starts walking into his house. Whilst Vincent starts driving towards the factory. After 30 minutes of bad traffic he reaches the factory.

### Monday; September 15th 2014; 2:36pm

He approaches a large parking space outside the semi-demolished factory getting out of his car undisguising he lets out a high pitched wail. Disguising again he sits and waits on the hood of his car. Getting up off the hood of his car he walks towards the factory. His eyes focused on the old building. Climbing into a window of the old factory he walks down the debris ridden corridor. Crunching of feet behind him. Vincent making a conscious decision to pretend to ignore it. He continues walking down the debris ridden floor. The dirt still crunching against his feet.

A rough voice from behind: “What are you doing here? Get lost.” Vincent turning around. A dishevelled runt behind him. Breathing inconsistently. Vincent smiling: “More for your benefit actually. You know Baron is looking for you?”

\*The SKORs' eyes growing wider. Vincent: “Grav.” \*The SKOR staying silent. Grav desperately: “Look. I want nothing more to do with that...” Grav staring furiously at Vincent. Grav pleading: “You need to tell Baron I'm not here... if she finds me I'm dead.”

Vincent shaking his head: “I honestly have to ask. Why is it that you didn't flee Daleford?” Grav stepping back. “Irvah. She is still here... she is still out there.”

Vincent snapping his fingers: “Right. The sick runt” \*Vincent pointing towards Grav “Do you know what; I'm actually here to give you a warning Grav. This is more for your benefit than mine. Get far away from Daleford and forget about Irvah. If you stay here she will get another SKOR to kill you.”

Grav looking down at the floor: “Where am I to go?”

Vincent: “I heard the beach is quite a good SKOR hotspot this time of year.” Vincent mockingly. Grav spitting: “I've got a plan. It doesn't matter anyway.” Vincent intrigued: “A plan?” The SKOR smiling a delusional grin: “We're going to kill her... then finally Daleford will be our nest again.”

Vincent laughing at the delusional SKOR. Knowing full well that he could do absolutely nothing. “Are you for real? You against Baron? Now that is something I'd like to see... If you're so tough let's see it.” \*Vincent protracting his feral features. Grav backing up nervously. Vincent is confident that the SKOR is nothing special: “You're just a runt... and you can barely hold up your own disguise from your lack of food. Let alone be able to successfully hunt a human. I think you're kidding yourself.” Vincent disappointed in the SKOR walks away.

### Monday; September 15th 2014; 11:57pm

It's late after work at 11:57pm and Elisa has changed into her dark clothing driving towards Franston. The headlights beaming over the dark concrete. Elisa stopping the car at a parking lot close by a small shop a few blocks down from Franston getting out. Elisa feeling for a pen knife in her pocket. she clutches the handle tightly as she begins to walk nervously towards Franston. Kyle is not around as he is with Jane at home. It is too early for him to hunt for Baron.

Elisa gazing up looking at the movie theatre. The colourful lights switching off. Elisa continuing down the street. The area is quiet. Nobody is around. The commercial area around the movie theatre in Franston showing signs of decay. Nobody is visiting the side of town. A common sign of an area that has been or is facing a long term SKOR infestation. The smell of dry blood lingering in the air. Elisa thinking about it: “It's obvious there is a SKOR hunting here. Even without the scent the signs of a SKOR existing within this area is clear to see... people are scared to go out and nobody is out alone wandering the streets.

### Tuesday; September 16th 2014: 12:00 midnight

A large clanging of metal and rubbish in the distance. Elisas' head snapping towards the direction of the noise in an instant. The sound startling her. Elisa’s heart pumping faster and her chest feeling hotter. She can see a shadow in the distance. Still clutching the knife she crosses over the road towards the shadow. Elisa turning around. A very haggard old lady is rustling around in the waste. The SKOR sniffing in the air. Slowly turning around. Sniffing towards Elisa.

Her grin growing wide and her eyes lighting up. Getting up limping towards Elisa. She's sniggering. “Runt... Runt... Runt.” \*Her laughing growing louder as the shouts at Elisa. “YOU JUST WALKED RIGHT TO ME.” \*Elisa stepping back nervously. The strong odour of death emanating from the SKOR. With every word Elisa can smell the pain and suffering that the SKOR has inflicted on others.

Elisa freezing. Baron: “You really are so... human. You smell so human.” Baron mockingly sneering at Elisa. Shouting towards Elisa: “I've never seen something so pathetic. This is absolutely astounding. You've never killed a human in your life have you?” \*The baron sniffing the air. The Baron moving closer to Elisa. Elisa still paused. The baron muttering: “What do you think's going to happen?” \*Elisa still silent.

The baron twisting her head sideways in the other direction her eyes fixated on Elisa. Her body becoming feral. Her facial features sharpening. Her appearance so wild and ragged. Baron upon seeing Elisa for the first time resenting Elisa with so much passion. Knowing Elisa isn't even what she'd hope she'd be. Baron scoffing and spitting dry blood and flesh from her mouth: “Disappointing and he said you were something as if I was supposed to be impressed.” \*Baron brandishing her long sharp claws stepping slowly closer to Elisa. Elisa backing up. Elisa can see that Baron is certainly an Alpha-type skor. A strong skor she hasn't seen before. The baron grinning again: “Go on... show yourself. I want to see... your real face.” \*Baron asking curiously. Whilst running her talons across the ground with her foot. Leaving large white scratch marks on the floor.

Elisa still quiet. Clutching the knife in her pocket still concealing it. Stepping back again. Baron spitting more blood and flesh on the floor. “Cold feet? You're a disgrace. You're making me so... so angry. You're so pathetic.” \*Baron raising her claw up to her own face. Still glaring at Elisa intently. Staring into her eyes. Her feet flat against the ground her knees bending. Elisa knowing that the SKOR is about to charge at her. Elisa quickly backing down the alley way turning around she starts to bolt it down the alleyway. The wild SKOR making a mad dash towards Elisa. Elisa Her heart pounding even faster. The SKOR charging quickly towards her bouncing off of the alleyway walls as she dashes towards Elisa. Quickly gaining on her.

Elisa confused: “What the hell is going on. I've never been chased by a SKOR before... this one. She's so territorial...” Elisa on the run. The SKOR Baron following her closely down the street. Her wild claws slashing the air close to Elisa. Elisa ducking weaving out the way in a desperate attempt to get away.

Elisa vaulting over bins throwing Waste bins on the floor trying to trip the SKOR up. Her heavy body just crushing the plastic bins with minimal efforts as she jumps over them. Elisa losing her footing on the concrete trips on a tile. Falling against her car. Elisa grabbing the car key in her pocket. The car doors beep open. Elisa opening the door trying to climb inside. Baron quickly stopping Elisa. Pushing her clawed foot against the back of Elisa’s left leg pushing hard. Elisa flinching and groaning in pain. Elisa relaxing her face on the pavement as she knows she isn’t going to be able to move anywhere.

Baron hissing pushing her clawed feet into Elisa’s leg. Her left leg now leaking blood. “Run now little runt.” Baron taunting Elisa who is still down on the ground. Baron lifting her foot off of Elisa’s left leg. Baron now eyeing up her head and arm. Baron pushing her foot down on elisa’s back. Pushing down hard on her spine. Elisa is having trouble breathing. Elisa removing the small flip knife from her pocket with her right hand. Pulling it from her pocket she jabs it into Baron’s right leg. Baron jumping off of Elisa snarling. Her leg bleeding.

Baron throws her claws towards Elisa’s face. Elsa dodging back has her right shoulder brutally cut instead. Elisa crying out in pain. Flinching holding her shoulder as it bleeds backing up to her car. The baron snarling: “You've got some fight in you but that's hardly enough to make a difference.”

Baron slowly walking towards Elisa. Elisa throwing herself forward still clutching the knife jabs it into her side pulling it down. Baron kneeing Elisa in the chest. Elisa running out of energy her arm bleeding grabbing the car door with her foot she closes it Baron trying to pry the door away from her foot. Elisa using her good arm puts the key in the ignition and turns the car on as Baron is holding her side glaring at Elisa. Baron turning to oncoming headlights. Shifting back quick she runs away into the darkness. Elisa sighing. Exhausted. Her arm numb with pain the blood dripping down the window leaking from her shoulder. The car engine is running.

Her vision going blurry. She is losing a lot of blood. Elisa grabbing the cloth from the floor of her car starts to wrap her arm to still the bleeding. The blood covered over her hands and fingertips. Elisas' energy depleting. Her fingers heavily tapping the phone screen. Typing her password. Clicking the contacts. Exhausted she calls Elliott. Elisa out of breath and in extreme pain. Elisa: “El. Elliot.” Elliott worried: “Elisa? Is everything alright.” Elisa attempting to drive while the phone is on loud speaker. Getting away from Franston driving away slowly. Her vision going blurry still attempting to explain to Elliott: “It's not good... Elliott. I need your help.”

Elliott listening to Elisa as she breaths heavily. Elliott realising: “Elisa where are you?”

Elisa turning to outside her vision getting blurry and leans against the window. Elisa muttering as her vision grows dark: “Fran... Franston. A shop. Franston New-news.” Elisa turning the engine off. Elisas' closing her eyes.

Everything going black. Elisas' eyes opening in the distance the familiar headlights from Elliots car. The car lights flashing. Elliot parking his car up getting out. Elisa exhausted and drained sluggishly pushing the passenger's side door open. Crawling a long the chair. Elliott Holding Elisa: “Wooh. Stay there Elisa. I've got you.” Elisas' vision going blurry again. Elliott getting into the drivers side. Belting Elisa up. Elliott closing Elisas' car door he begins to drive away. The car side soaked in blood. The blood soaking into Elliotts clothes. Elliot driving the car back to Elisas' apartment.

Elisa drifting in and out of consciousness. Elliott watching over Elisa as he drives slower to the apartment. Elliot worried: “Stay with me Elisa. Come on sis.” \*\*Elisas' eyes opening. Her vision blurring. Elisa trying to move her body leaning against the dashboard the towel soaked in her own blood. Elisa pushing herself up. Elisa weakly: “I was attacked... my own kind.”

Elisas' phone vibrating. Kyle is trying to get into contact with her. The phone falling off the dashboard into Elisas' lap. Elisa rejecting the call. The phone sliding off her lap onto the floor. Elisa going unconscious again. Elliott parking up at the parking lot grabbing Elisa and picking her up. Lifting her up carefully Elisa now undisguised. He carries her up to the apartment. Laying her down he checks her pocket for her door keys. Removing the door key from her pocket he unlocks the door. Picking Elisa up he carries her onto the bed. Clearing the desk Elliot seeing the case file as it hits the floor pages spreading across the floor. His mind focused on Elisa. Grabbing a plastic sheeting he puts it across the desk. Turning the bright desk lamp on he shines it down on the table. Picking up an old medical box from the corner of the room containing various items.

\*Elliott grabbing rubbing alcohol and dabbing it onto some cotton wall. Dabbing it into the wound. Elisas' eyes opening the wound sore as he removes the dirt and debris from the wound. Elliott worried for Elisa: “Are you alright... Elisa?” The blood still pouring out of Elisas' wound as he removes more of the towel. The cut running deep into her skin. Elliott dressing the wound as he was taught by his father. Covering it over with a large plaster she begins to wrap a bandage around it.

Elliot holding onto Elisas' arm. Crying. Elisa trying to get up. Her leg badly cut and bruised from when the claws dug into her leg. Elliott pushing Elisa back down. Her whole body numb. He can feel her chest. His hand on her blood crest. The temperature is hot. Elliott looking to Elisas' face concerned: “You're overworked Elisa. You need to rest.”

Elisa holding her arm. Elliott: “What were you saying just now?” Elisa responding weakly: “I never thought I'd be attacked by my own kind... but that one.”

Elliot realizing she was clawed by a SKOR: “Ye-yeah. Why did you get attacked? Why would a SKOR attack you? What were you doing down at Franston Elisa.”

Elisa closing her eyes: “I was worried. Someone sent that case file to Davids house. Addressed to me I wanted to find out who was responsible.”

Elliot confused: “Case File?” \*looking at the folder on the floor. The contents on the floor. “That case file?” Elliott bending down looking at the pages scattered over the floor. Elliott: “Who was this from?”

Elisa shaking her head fatigued. Elliot getting up off the floor holding a page of the file. 14 years old? Elliot looking towards Elisa: “Why didn't you tell me about this?”

\*Elisa shivering: “I didn't want. I didn't want you to get involved. You're going away soon so they won't be able to hurt you. Stay longer...” Elliot snapping: “No way. I can't go not now. What if you get hurt again?” Elisa getting up pinning herself up with the unhurt arm. “I can't keep you back. I can't hold your life back you need to live like a human... things can go back to normal when David comes back. Until then.” \*Elisa pausing. Elliott feeling sad: “David wasn't your fault. Alright? I'm sure he had his reasons. We've got to look after each other. You're not a sister by blood Elisa but you're still a sister to me. Alright?” \*Elliot putting his hands on her good shoulder looking into her eyes.

\*Elisa undisguised raising her bad arm up into the air and holding his arm with her claw pulling it off shaking her head. Elisa: “I know that... but you've got to understand. You're all I have as well and if you or anyone dies then... What good am I?” \*Elisa staring deep into Elliots eyes. Weakly pushing past Elliot she stumbles and walks across the room. Breathing heavy. Exhausted. Elliot holding her up. Elliot: “Why are you doing this?” Elliot asks upset by Elisas' resolve.

Elliot looking on as Elisa frees herself from Elliots grasp. Elisa muttering still focused on sorting things out: “I need to clean up the blood... before someone sees it.”

Elisa trying to retract her features failing. Elliot snapping: “No. You're not in any condition to do that .” \*elisa dropping to the floor like a sack of bricks finally succumbing to her exhaustion. Elliot picking Elisa up dragging her towards the bed. Sluggishly trying to pull her onto the bed. As he finally manages to settle her onto the bed he wipes the sweat from his forehead.

He feels that Elisa thinks she is responsible for people getting hurt. Given that she is what they are. Elliot not really quite seeing it Elisas' way just thinking that Elisa is being selfish not thinking about him. As he shuts the door he carries the clean. Grabbing a bucket; a torch and water he starts to wash the blood off of the car and the ground.

06:50am

Day breaks; drenched in sweat Elliot is carrying a bucket up a flight of stairs. The bucket water red with Elisas blood he tips it into the sink. Elisa is awake crying and staring up at the ceiling. The image of Baron attacking her fresh in her mind. Elisa shaking. Elisa cursing under her breath: “Shit. Shit.” Elisa using her good arm punching the pillow. Elisa getting up. Elliot looks tired tipping a bucket of bloody water into the sink. Elisa feeling awful that Elliot has been up all night trying to help her. “You were cleaning... how long was I out?”

Elliot looking at this watch exhausted: “I started cleaning up from half 2 last night... and it's 6:54 right now.”

Elisa holding her head with her good arm: “Jesus... Elliot. Sleep you can't possibly make me feel any worse.” \*Elisa grabbing the bucket. Elliot shaking his head: “It's okay now. I've finished...” \*Elisa looking outside. The floor is soaking wet but all of the blood is gone. Even from her car door. The seats still stained with blood. Elisa going back up the stairs towards Elliot. Elliot exhausted closing his eyes resting against the toilet seat. Bucket in the sink. His clothes covered in blood; bleach and water: “I don't have anything to clean the seats... sorry.” He exhales. Elisa grabbing one of few clean cloths and starts washing Elliots hands worried the chemicals might be doing bad to his skin. Feeling that is the least she could do to help him.

Elisas arm still in a great deal of pain from the day prior. Her arm shaking as she wipes his arm. Elliot still exhausted whispering to Elisa: “No... you're still hurt.”

Elisas' phone buzzing. She has 5 screens worth of missed calls all from the same number. Elisa walking over to the bedroom picking up the phone she dials the number. Jane on the other end answering the phone.

A worried Jane on the other end: “Elisa are you alright? I've been calling all night why didn't you pick up?” Jane panicked on the other end. Elisa still feebly: “It's alright I just ran into some trouble I'm alright now. Now is not a good time I'll talk to you later.” Elliot paranoid shouting “Who is that?” Elisa hanging the phone up. Lying to mark: “It's just a work colleague.” Elisa feeling dizzy again. Elliot still concerned for Elisa. Spreading his arms out in discontent. Elisa commenting: “I've been having these anyway. It's fine it will pass.”

Elliot still worried: “If there is something wrong with you Elisa I can't do anything to help.” \*Elisa shaking her head. Elisa snapping at Elliot: “Look I'm fine. Stop worrying about me.” Elliot leaving Elisas' apartment frustrated. Slamming the door behind him. Elisa feeling bad for Elliot. Dropping to the bed hanging her feet off the side she puts her face in her hands. She knows she has been unfair to Elliot he cares about her but she doesn't want him to get involved in case it gets him hurt or killed. If that happens her father David will never forgive her.

Elisa wanted to do what she thought was right. Elisa getting up off the bed picking up her blood soaked phone. Trawling through the contacts she is staring at the name Michelle. Debating whether to ask her for help. Thinking about it she walks into the living room bending down placing the phone her desk she starts to sort through the case file. Shifting the case file she catches sight of a photo. Michelle; Flynn and David at a party.

Elisa putting the contents back in the file. Taking the photo out she puts in her jacket pocket changing out of her clothes. Elisa covering over her arm with a plastic bag to keep it dry and to stop soap and water dripping into her large wound.

As she showers large droplets of blood drip down into the water. Dirt and mud dripping out into the plug hole. The soap and water stinging the wound on her right leg. Her left arm aching as she tries to clean the blood from her horns. Cutting her hand Elisa pulling it back cursing: “Goddamnit.” Out of the shower Elisa is putting a plaster on her hand. She feels as if things are going beyond her control. Elisa throwing all her laundry into the wash turning it on. Elisa grabbing the phone she hits the contact list. The phone number for Michelle ringing. Elisa waiting.

\*After a minute. Michelle picks up: “Hey Elisa; what's going on?” Michelle surprised Elisa is calling her. Elisa: “Can we...” \*Elisa pausing briefly.\* “Are you busy? I'd like to talk to you.”

\*Michelle thinking: “I don't think I've got anything planned right now. Come on over. I've got time.”

\*Elisa putting on her clean jacket. Her arm still hurting. Makes her way outside to her car. She can see large dents and a white scratch mark on the side. Elisa exhaling. The paint on her car is ruined. Elisa looking at her car seat. Still soaked with her blood. Elisa the car door in frustration. The car door swinging open again. Elisa with a cloth placing it across the seats. Elisa flicking the engine on. The car engine starting up.

Elisa makes her way to the address of Michelle Taylor in hopes she can get to the bottom of this. In an attempt to be honest about what happened with Baron and in hopes of finding answers about who left the case file at her door steps. Feeling she needs to be honest with Michelle and learn all she can about the past. Her arm stinging as she holds it up on the steering wheel. Elisa lowering it to relieve the pain using one arm on the steering wheel. Elisa stopping the car outside Michelles' house.

Elisa grabbing a bag with the envelope and case file in. Closing her car door she walks up to Michelles' house. Knocking on the door. Michelle opening the door smiling at Elisa.

Michelle: “Elisa! Hey what's going on?” \*Michelle noticing how tired and exhausted Elisa looks. Pale and in pain. Michelle: “You're looking a bit peaky. Are you alright?”
Elisa to Michelle: “Mind if I come inside?” \*Elisa holding the bag containing the Case File. Michelle looking at Elisa who looks concerned. Nodding. Michelle shows Elisa inside. Elisa sitting down on the chair looking worse for ware. Her arm still in pain.

To be Continued...

Story: Vincent VS Baron Part 3