"You!" She was surprised when she turned to see who was talking.
"Yes, me. And I hunt your kind." The man responded.
"My kind?! What do you mean my kind?" Leanne was curious.
"You're not human. You don't belong with him." He responded while pointing her uncle.
"So you just hurt him!" She was furious.
"I would call it... Uh, yeah, collateral damage." He joked and laughed loudly.
"I don't belong to you! I belong to..." She tried to defend herself but was stopped with a strong fist that send her flying and landed on the TV, crashing the screen.
"You see, one thing with you people is that you don't make it easy for us. I didn't even have to do that." He blamed his actions on her.
Leanne's eyes turned from sexy to a sharp, red, terrifying eyes, and you could see how scared these men behind her crash were.
One of them quickly shot her with a spear that went through her stomach.
She began growling like a wolf.
"Lock her up! What are you waiting for?" Their leader shouted while pushing them to her side.
Before they reached closer, she pulled the arrow outside like it was nothing and swept two of them off their feet then stood up.
They came at her in group, but her swiftness and strength could not allow them to get to her, she send kicks their way like a propeller.
They kept coming and she kept punishing them with fists and kicks, like she was instantly converted to Bruce Lee.
You could see how surprised she was herself, as she paused and looked her hands like she had borrowed someone.
Their leader looked relaxed, he just walked to the dining table, sat on the chair then began eating the food meant for Leanne and her uncle, as he watched his men whipped by the pretty angel.
One of the men fished a curved knife out and cut her stomach open until all the contents came out.
She was neautrilized, and the leader laughed hysterically then bragged, "Like I said, we didn't have to go an extra mile just to get you home."
Then he thanked the man with the knife, "Thank you Billy."
He then walked to where Leanne was lying, but to his surprise, that part was healing fast.
"Where's that liquid?" He shouted, and one of them fished out a small bottle and threw it to him.
She grabbed it before it reached him, and smiled then critisized the leader, "It's weird how life can change, when I saw you walking at the streets moments ago I thought, 'I must date him' it never hit me that our date would be fists and kicks."
All the people in the room laughed on a low tone, but their leader didn't like that.
"You're not even my type." He tried to cover the embarrassment.
"I saw how you looked at me you know, even a dump person could tell that was a romantic look." She corrected him.
"Or you just wanted to use me and dump me?" She claimed with a smile.
"At least you could tell me your name." She continued.
He jumped up and turned in the air with a round kick and hit her on the head, as she flew over the dining table then shouted, "Marcus! That's my name. I bet you won't forget it any moment soon."
They ran to check her but she wasn't there, she had disappeared.
"Boss, she's not here." One of the men informed Marcus.
"Find her!" He roared and picked her uncle from the floor, held him infront with a pocket knife on his neck then threatened, "If you come now, I'll let your uncle live."
There was no response as everyone looked around suspiciously, scared of their lives.
"Leanne? Leanne? Leanne?" Marcus kept calling her name but there was no response.
He then began cutting on his uncle's neck, and blood could be seen trickling from the cut, it was not a deep one though.
"Leanne, one, two, th..." He didn't even finish saying three, in a spin of a second, two of his men had no heads on their bodies, and behind them she was there holding one head high as the bodies and the other head fell.
"If you leave now, you'll live to tell people these two men were just a collateral damage on our stupid mission. If you don't, then you won't live to tell the story." She gave them an option.
"Boss." Terrified voice of one of the men called.
"Quiet!" Marcus screamed.
"You might be good, oh, even the best but I've delt with your kind for too long and I can assure you we're walking out here with unconscious you."
She laughed hard, and swiftly sliced two more heads and held one as the other one felt on the ground.
"Stop! Stop! Just stop." Marcus shouted, and the other men ran away.
"You're alone Marcus, let's take my uncle to the hospital and make my fantasy a reality. What do you say?" Leanne suggested in a comic tone.
Marcus looked shy and rejected, "You're not my type."
"Oh, Marcus, my uncle is unconscious incase you're shy. But I must warn you, you'll regret you didn't take the offer." She advised him.
"You just sliced my men, do you think I can even kiss you?" Marcus queried her.
"Kiss? Now you're getting emotional here Marcus. No kissing, just sex." She stated while smiling, then the police siren was heard coming from a distance.
Marcus left her uncle to drop and ran away, but she quickly grabbed him.
Police officers were seen entering the house in large numbers, turning the house upside down, searching everywhere.
On the floor were four bodies without a head, and blood had painted the floor.
"What happened here ma'am?" One police officer asked, and Leanne pretended to be innocent and broken as she held her uncle's head on her lap.
They were both taken to the ambulance outside, and while sitting at the back of the ambulance, she turned to look around, and Marcus was there, staring her.