26th - Night out before the big mission

[Rick Ferguson]

He rolled his eyes slightly. "Sleep doesn't sound like such a bad idea."

[Marcus Kingston]

When the waiter came by, he asked for the check. "Yeah. We've got stuff to do anyway."

[Rick Ferguson]

"Yes, we do." Rick went ahead and dug out his wallet, giving the tip this time around.

[Marcus Kingston]

He paid the waiter after the check was given to them and stood up. "Well, ready to go?"

[Rick Ferguson]

"Sure thing. Let's go."

[Marcus Kingston]

He smiled and nodded. He told the waiter goodbye before heading for the door. He'd open it for Rick to exit first then follow out behind him.

[Rick Ferguson]

As he passed by the trio sitting hear the door, his fist involuntarily clenched. He just shoved both hands in his pockets, however, and walked on.

[Marcus Kingston]

He leaned over once they were outside, whispering in Rick's ear. "I pressed the panic button I had just in case."

He wrapped an arm around Rick's as they walked.

[Rick Ferguson]

"That's a relief. I don't want anything to do with them right now," he whispered back. Right now being the emphasis of that statement.

[Narrator]

The vampires followed Marcus and Rick out of the restaurant "Its good to see your smarter than your friend was." one of them called tauntingly.

"I bet they taste just as good, too." the second one chimed in.

[Rick Ferguson]

Rick stopped in his tracks for a brief moment, though he knew he should keep walking. "The fuck did you just say?"

[Narrator]

"I just said that the juice-box we drained last night was very, very yummy." the vampire taunted "he tasted like flowers."

[Marcus Kingston]

Marcus stopped as well. He narrowed his eyes at the males then looked at Rick. This wasn't the time for this. About 9 hours from then sounded better. He just grabbed Rick's arm and yanked him along. They needed to get closer to the school, not that they were all that far away to begin with.

"That's right. I was wondering how you guys even managed to snag him."

[Rick Ferguson]

Rick followed along with Marcus, though it was almost grudging. He looked back at the three of them, making sure to memorize their faces. If he ever saw them again when the odds were in his favor, Rick wanted to make sure they experienced agony at his hands. And, being a photographer, he had a good eye for visual detail.

[Narrator]

"Hey boys!" one of the vampires said, lobbing a grenade their way "Catch!"

[Rick Ferguson]

Upon seeing the small object, Rick pulled Marcus as close as he possibly could and began to spin at an incredible speed, the urgency making himself spin even faster than usual, reaching full rotational speed in a mere second. Both of them were now within a protective, bluish-white telekinetic field, with swirling winds starting to sweep up. It may still hurt, but it couldn't be lethal to them now. He tried to move, in any direction, to get further away from the grenade. But Rick was caught in the brief window where he was completely disoriented, so he had no idea which way he was taking them.

[Narrator]

As the vampires ran away, the grenade exploded, shrapnel flying everywhere. Rick's power might protect them from death, but they would surely be injured.

[Rick Ferguson]

The bits of shrapnel wasn't what worried Rick as much as the force of the grenade. They didn't make it too far, nor did Rick manage to build up a very solid balance. This sent him and Marcus both flying, Rick's telekinetic shell striking the street. It protected them from the first (and worst) bounce, but after that, Rick lost his focus and it disappeared, making them both skid to a halt on their own.

Rick slid on his left side, causing fiction burn, particularly on the outside of his arm and on his leg, where the cloth on the side of his pants had been rubbed away upon landing. "Shit." He still scrambled up to the best of his ability, looking out for any of the bloodsuckers.

[Marcus Kingston]

Marcus bounced a few extra times after the shield disappeared, his body tucking into a ball. He eventually came to a stop, covered in several burns and scratches. His shirt ripped up. He got onto his feet quickly as well, growling as his aura turned on. He looked around for the vampires as well.

"Ugh...cheap assholes.."

[Rick Ferguson]

"Damnit. I'm gonna fucking kill them. You hear me?! Fuckers!!!" Damn. How long is it going to take for someone to get here?

[Marcus Kingston]

He sighed and started to stretch out his limbs out a bit, seeing how messed up he was and if he could still walk. He winced a little but he could probably keep moving. "A grenade...really.." He said in disbelief and just shaking his head.

"Rick. Lets get out of here.." He said as he took a step but hopped at the pain through his leg. The hop sent him about a foot into the air. He wobbled some on his landing. He turned his aura back off.

[Rick Ferguson]

He heaved a heavy sigh, seeing nothing of the vampires. Mentally, he almost dared them to show up again, but when he turned back to Marcus, he noticed what kind of disadvanage they would be in. Walking through the initial pain, he went over to Marcus.

"Yeah. Back to school, before any more vampires with grenades show up."

[Marcus Kingston]

Marcus nodded. This wasn't the place, nor were the even in the condition for a fight at the moment against probably not even one of them. Once he made sure they seemed to be in the clear now, he walked with Rick back to the school still a little shocked at the attack not even a mile away from Campus. That alone made him somewhat weary.

He'd contact Lumis about it after hitting the infirmary first.

[Narrator]

At that moment, a portal opened and four mutants dressed for combat came through "You ok boys?" one of them asked Marcus and Rick.

[Marcus Kingston]

"We could be better.." He sighed. "Some shitty vampires chucked a grenade at us out of no where. If it wasn't for Rick, we'd be really messed up right now."

[Rick Ferguson]

"Looks like we only got some rashes from the bad landing, though." Rick was playing it down a bit; they were worse than rashes, but nothing too serious.

[Narrator]

"Ok. Head to the infirmary." The leader responded, nodding her head at the portal. "We'll do a sweep, see if we can find the vamps. Stupid little punks, going off campus on tonight of all nights. she muttered as the team spread out.

[Rick Ferguson]

"Stupid slow-as-Christmas response team," Rick muttered almost inaudibly. "Let's go, Marcus."

[Marcus Kingston]

Marcus nodded and followed after Rick, far more concerned with out short of a distance the vampires were from school.