Black Silence 3
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Black Silence
File 3: Ominous
The darkness was a deafening curtain of black, even with NVGs on Carla still had to keep herself steady as she walked down into the cave entrance. She gripped the P90 in her hands and was reassured by the feel of ‘the twins' snugly attached to her harness behind her.
"Go down and take a left follow the slope down forty meters..." Cole said reading the map to her. Carla eased down into the passage and inched down the left fork in the tunnel. As Carla began her decent deeper into the caves she began to go over a song in her head. It was an old song but she felt it fit the mood she was in and she sang the words slowly in her mind as she made her way down deeper.
‘So let it be written'
‘So let it be done'
‘I'm sent here by the chosen one'
‘So let it be written'
‘So let it be done'
‘To kill the first born pharaoh's son'
‘I'm...'
Carla's train of thought was interrupted by voices coming up the passage. Carla stopped and looked around for some kind of avenue of escape. She saw a gap in the wall, just large enough that she might be able to press into and she hastily squeezed herself into the cramped space, just as a pair of flashlight beams came dancing up the tunnel on the ground.
"You heard what the weapon does?" one voice said in Arabic. "It turns beings into monsters, you just set them loose in a populated area and they start tearing the infidels apart."
"The monster also takes you for an infidel too." Responded the other voice. "You have to have someone willing to become a monster, maybe we can market it... just add water, instant holy war."
The two of them laughed and passed right by the crevice that Carla was hiding in without so much as a glance. Carla had heard enough; she slipped from her hiding place quietly. Before they could blink Carla came up behind them and grabbed the first one covering his mouth and gave a larynx shattering knife-hand strike to the throat of the second one instantly rendering him mute. She pulled her knife and slit the throat of the one she was keeping silent then turned and then spun around and jammed the knife into the top of the silenced terrorist's skull.
"Fucking sickos..." Carla muttered with contempt.
"What was that?" Cole said in alarm.
"Just taking out some trash Cole, where to next?" Carla said leaning against the wall and edging down the passageway taking up her P90 again.
Cole guided Carla down the tunnels in response to the satellite feed he was getting from the agency. He also had been monitoring such things as personal movement and tactical feed.
"Take a right and then you should be right at the entrance to the command room that's where Abd Al Krim should be." Cole said as his fingers flew over the keyboard trying to keep the flow of intelligence going. Then Cole saw something that was not so good.
"Carla... I'm going to have to displace, there is an enemy scouting party heading my way there is going to be a slight communications blackout." Cole said grimly.
Carla acknowledged and then Cole quickly made his way out to the driver's side of the vehicle and started the truck. He only hopped he could move without being detected, but the sand was so fine, like flour, and it would be a task not to be seen in such conditions.
"Fuck..." Cole muttered as he slowly eased his foot on the gas.
Carla carefully removed her NVGs and peeked into the archway. She was startled to see the very same chamber that was used to incinerate the test subject was in the center of the large cavern. She pulled back a bit as she heard voices coming in her direction.
"They are completely uncontrollable..." Said one voice.
"It does not matter, we can still strike a blow to the infidels by having a suicide squad inject themselves in the name of the God." Came a familiar voice, it was the voice of Aalem Mohammad Abd Al Krim; Carla recognized it from the video feed.
"What about the infidel's cure?" Came the voice of another terrorist.
"This new mix is not affected by the cure and they will have trouble concocting another one that will be as effective." Abd Al Krim said. There seemed to be a murmur of agreement and Carla leaned in a bit more to hear.
"We have the whole supply right here, we can distribute it as we see fit." Abd Al Krim said and that's just what Carla wanted to hear. She readied a flash-bang grenade and pulled the pin tossing it into the cavern. Immediately she turned the corner and picked her targets carefully, she shot the high up guards first then began to dispatch her attackers on the ground.
Bullets tore through her body, but her wounds healed instantly as she turned to her shooters and gunned them down fiercely. She raked fire in one direction hoping to tag Abd Al Krim. The jackal dove out of the way and returned fire blindly. Carla just smirked at him and began decimating his cover of wooden crates.
Cole parked the truck and then going to the Ops-Center in the back he pulled up the intel and swore. The scouting party was running into the cave yelling, Cole could only assume that they had been notified about the assault in the cave.
"Carla you've got more company on the way!" Cole said, but the line was dead.
"Fuck!" Cole pulled out his pistol and switched it off safe. He would have to go in because that scouting party would be sneaking up on Carla from behind. He nerved himself as he jumped out the back of the vehicle and closed the doors.
"Just hang on Carla..." Cole said running for the cave entrance. "I'm coming!"
Carla was hiding behind the archway as Abd Al Krim traded gunfire with her, but Carla knew that his cover could not last very much longer and she mercilessly chewed away at his cover with full-auto gunfire determined to kill the terrorist leader and destroy this threat once and for all.
Then suddenly Carla felt the cold barrel of a gun press up to the back of her head and she didn't even have time to turn as there was the sound of a gunshot before the world went black.
Carla's comprehension slowly came back to her as she found herself futilely clawing at steel-reinforced bullet proof glass. Then she realized what was happening, she shook her head and then realized she was looking out at the archway.
"Shit!" Carla swore as Abd Al Krim came walking by swinging her harness with ‘the twins' in one hand and her P90 and satchel in the other. He idly tossed the items to his men who clamored around to take a look at her gear.
"What have we here?" Abd Al Krim said in broken English with a sneer. Carla gave him a cold stare. The jackal walked back and forth in front of her looking her up and down. "A female infidel that is unkillable? Or perhaps just another mutated... zombie... is that the word?"
"You asshole when I get out of her I'm going to snap your goddamn neck!" Carla yelled and pounded on the glass again, but it seemed that it was just too thick and reinforced even for her to break through.
"I'm going to make you a deal, work for me and we won't incinerate you." Abd Al Krim said with a smirk. Carla looked at the floor and saw the tell tale signs of jet nozzles that were probably designed to completely destroy any biological materials with heat and fire. The scorch marks on the ground, glass, and ceiling told of liberal use of the chamber. Carla gritted her teeth seeing that she was in a no win situation, at least she would die with dignity.
"How about fuck you!" Carla spat, then out of the corner of her eye she saw Cole in the archway and he pointed towards the group of guards standing huddled together fawning over Carla's equipment. Cole made a motion like an explosion with his hand and nodded to Carla. Abd Al Krim was slowly walking over to the control podium with the ‘purge' button on it.
Carla balled up her fist and punched the glass, she felt the bones in her hand shatter and then reform as she punched again this time making the glass crack slightly, again and again she punched in the same spot each time her broken hand reforming as she hammered at the breaking point she was creating.
Abd Al Krim just looked on with interest, figuring that Carla was just trying to escape the inevitable. He idly pressed the ‘fill' button and inside the chamber Carla smelled it filling with some kind of gas.
"Good bye infidel..." The jackal said as he raised his hand dramatically high to press the ‘purge' button. A shot rang out as the terrorist leader suddenly found a hole in his hand from a .45 slug. Abd Al Krim screamed in pain and collapsed over as Cole stepped in and with a second shot blew out Abd Al Krim's left kneecap.
The guards turned and in a mob-like fashion ran towards Cole; it was the stupidest thing they could have done as Cole fired off his grenade into the crowd of charging guards. Two of them were instantly blown apart as the half dozen others were thrown in every direction dead or dying from the explosion.
Cole ran over to the control podium and hit the ‘clear' switch and Carla smelled the gas being vented from the chamber. Abd Al Krim was clawing his way towards the archway in a vain attempt to escape. Cole loaded another grenade and ran back a good distance and aimed his gun at the fractured area of glass. Carla backed far away as Cole fired the grenade shattering the thick glass. Cole had to shield himself from some of the shards but was relatively unharmed.
Carla however leap out of the chamber and ran over to injured terrorist leader. She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and hauled him up with one hand. She saw the fear in his eyes, the weakness, the realization of his own mortality, it disgusted her.
"Good bye infidel..." Carla said in the same tone that the jackal had used.
"W-wait!" Abd Al Krim's said as Carla grabbed him by the throat with her other hand and then with a sudden sharp motion turned the terrorist leaders head one hundred and thirty degrees to the right instantly snapping his neck. Carla then let the convulsing body drop to the ground turning away from it in disgust letting the twitching jackal fade from the land of the living.
"Carla, we have to destroy the compound!" Cole said.
"Well, then start handing me the charges Agent Hannah." Carla responded and Cole only smiled as he ran to get Carla's equipment bag.
After Carla put her gear back on she got the demolition charges set up and nodded to Cole. In turn the wolf pressed the ‘fill' button and the smell of gas began to seep into the cavern.
"Run!" Carla said and grabbed Cole as they both made a mad dash for the surface. It seemed like they were running forever as they made their way back to the entrance of the caves, but soon they were greeted by the light of day as they made their ascent up from the black silence of the caverns.
But what awaited them outside was not the freedom they expected. They suddenly had a dozen guns trained on them from some very angry terrorist returning home. Carla looked at Cole and he returned the look and gathered his courage; trying to look nonchalant. His bravado was appreciated as Carla held the detonator and winked to him.
"Well shall we dance?" Cole said grimly gripping his pistol.
"Lets waltz." Carla said and both of them dove to opposite sides as Carla pressed the button and there was a sudden rumble as the cavern below erupted in explosions and that resulted in half of the terrorists getting knocked down the other half stumbling over to regain their balance. As the ground shook a gout of flame roiled out from the cave entrance and Carla rolled to one side as Cole mirrored her.
Cole lined up his shot carefully and instantly removed the top of the head of his first target. Carla reached behind and grabbed out ‘the twins' and began to rake her fire over some of the recovering terrorists. Cole lay prone and even though he was getting shot at he was making every one of his shot count as Cole saw more running up on their position. Cole loaded in his last grenade and once more the gun kicked as it ejected its deadly projectile. Half a dozen more terrorist were blow to smithereens as Carla whirled in a graceful arch gunning down multiple opponents as Cole reloaded.
The sand was kicked up around Cole as he let the slide of his pistol click home and began to take aim before the sand in front of him kicked up and he felt something hammer his chest. Carla whirled unleashing a whirlwind of lead as terrorist fell left and right. Then the shooting stopped as Carla realized there were no other targets left and she quickly replaced ‘the twins' as she ran up to a still prone Cole.
"Ok! We are out of... of... here..." Carla trailed of as she tried to turn Cole over to pull him to his feet only to see red welling from a wound in the center of his chest. He was breathing heavy and Cole looked down at his shirt.
"Aw... fuck..." Cole said and slumped a little.
"Cole!" Carla yelled out and placed her hand over the already red life welling wound. "Don't do this to me."
"Do what?" Cole said with a ragged breath.
"You're my partner! You can't leave me to do this alone!" Carla said desperately trying to hold back the taunt feeling in her throat.
"Looks like... this is a one way ticket... don't worry... it doesn't hurt..." Cole said with a weak smile. Carla was now in a state of near panic, she was not going to let him die and then she had a revelation. The compound, she could try and infect him with it, make him a carrier; if he had not already been vaccinated.
"Hang on Cole... y-your going to be just fine..." Carla held up Cole's arm and stared at it for a long while, but when she saw the light in his eyes starting to fade. She opened her mouth for a moment and then she hesitantly bit down into his wrist.
Blackness swirled all around, there was a coppery taste and there seemed to be only one feeling, pure red solid rage. There was no control, no remorse, nothing but crimson and hunger. The silence was a curtain of pure obsidian, then a small pin-point of reason began to pierce the veil.
"Cole...! Cole...!" It was a familiar voice, a voice that was calling... a name... his name. As his vision came back into cohesion there seemed to be endless sand, blinding light and then his eyes focused on a dark blurry spot before him. As his eyes began to refocus there was a face, a familiar face... Carla. Cole suddenly realized that he was looking into the face of a very gritty and concerned Carla.
"Cole, are you ok?" Carla asked, Cole tried to answer but found something in his mouth and he opened it releasing Carla's somewhat mangled left forearm. Cole drew back and coughed, spitting up blood. Carla stepped back her arm was already starting to heal and Cole watched as they wounds seemed to stitch themselves back together. Cole also felt so hungry he could eat a full cattle lizard.
"Wh-what... happened?" Cole said spitting a bit more blood from his mouth as he bit back the hunger.
"You were dying and... I... I saved you... in the only way I knew how..." Carla said looking ashamed. "Looks like you weren't vaccinated with the anti-gen."
Cole blinked and then looked down to see his shirt was stained with blood and so was the fur on his chest. He patted over his chest and felt no bullet hole and then tilted his head to Carla.
"Y-you... infected me... to save me?" Cole said dumbfounded. Carla nodded and looked back up to him with a gaze that made her seem to beg for his forgiveness.
"The current strain in me is also the current mutation I give. You didn't have to wait twenty years to become like me... now... you are like me. Please don't hate me for it Cole... I just couldn't stand to loose you..." Carla said.
Cole stepped up to Carla and she heard was the clicking of the pistol he carried. Was he going to shoot her? Carla felt Cole grab her hand and then she found the pistol in her palm. Before Carla could react Cole placed the barrel to his stomach and forced Carla to pull the trigger.
The gunshot rang out and Carla stepped back dropping the pistol. Cole poked his stomach where the wound was. The injury was already starting to close. Carla watched as Cole bent over and picked up the gun and looked at it. He suddenly aimed at his foot and with another loud gunshot he put a hole right through his shoe and the foot that it encompassed. Carla stepped back as Cole stared at his foot and then he looked up to her.
Slowly a smile started to spread across Cole's face. He quickly aimed at the other foot and fired. Once again the effect was the same; then Cole began to laugh, almost maniacally. Carla took another step back as Cole shot himself in the foot again, then turned the gun on himself and shot himself through the chest three more times without ill effect other than blood soaking his clothes. He was laughing the entire time and Carla thought perhaps the stress of near death had drove him mad.
Cole laughed out loud now with the empty gun in his hand; it took him a few moments before he stopped laughing and gave a heavy sigh of elation. Carla gulped as Cole looked to her and he calmly hit the slide release and holstering his empty gun. He began walking towards Carla who stood still not knowing what to make of this sudden lunacy.
Carla was surprised as Cole gently grabbed her by the shoulders and kissed her deeply pulling her body against his. Carla blinked and stiffened, then slowly Carla relaxed as she kissed back and her arms went around his torso...
The back of the vehicle was cramped but it didn't matter at that point, as Cole and Carla closed and locked the door from the inside and began to hastily pull each others clothes off kissing as they both rendered each other nude. Cole's warm hands offset the cool floor in the back of the truck.
Cole's hands explored over her body and Carla eagerly explored his body right back. Carla kept her eyes slightly opened to make sure this was not another dream as her hand reached down and stroked over his already fully engorged maleness. Carla just had wondered at one point if she was still capable of reproduction.
The question would have to remain unanswered for now, even with the cross species mating that had been sweeping the world she knew that only anti-gen vaccinated beings could crossbreed. However, this time, here and now, with Cole would be highly satisfactory. Carla gasped as Cole's hand made its way down to her mound and he dipped a finger into her experimentally and was rewarded with a soft moan from her.
Cole kissed her again and began to pump his finger in and out of her letting her writhe with the sensation. Carla in eager reciprocation stroked his wolf member urging him with eager anticipation. Cole felt Carla's wetness starting to lubricate his finger and he drove it in deeper to coax more wetness from her in preparation for what they were about to do.
Carla didn't know if it was just the lust in her, but she could almost feel if Cole was growing bigger and she grinned wantonly down at his pulsing, purple-headed, phallus of pleasure. She spread her legs to give him easier access to her mound and Cole was already climbing into the saddle. He positioned himself between her thighs, lifting Carla's legs up onto his shoulders and his cock tip rubbed to her slit tickling her with the threat of entry.
Cole pressed into her and Carla gave a delighted squeal as she felt Cole's penis enter into her warm wet folds. She gave a shuddering gasp as she felt him bump into her deeply and savored the sensation as Cole now had her legs pinned up as his hips started to thrust. Carla squeaked in delight as she felt him starting to slide in and out of her with overwhelming eagerness.
"Oh! God! Cole...! give it to me!" Carla hissed to Cole lustily. He only aimed to please as he pistoned his thick member into her moist tunnel of love. His body seemed to be a rock of muscles as Carla ran her hands over his chest and down her stomach. ‘The body of a lover.' she thought to herself in between her shudders which she might have perceived as micro-orgasms.
Carla's hands went from Cole's body to her own and she grasped her breasts as she felt Cole pound away his hips slapping to hers as she watched his face contort in pleasure. Cole looked down at her, looking deep into her eyes as he continued to rut into her with the eagerness of a sex starved beast.
Carla loved every moment of it as she arched her back and tightened herself around him as she moaned and urged him further on. Cole rolled his hips eagerly now as he felt a build of liquids within him. It was an undeniable sensation, one that he could not stop, and one that he would not attempt to stop.
Carla felt Cole beginning to thrust frantically and she clung to him showing that she was receptive of what he was about to give her. Cole gave a howl as his ecstasy reached its summit and he clung to Carla in return as he felt his cock terk within her and suddenly spewed forth its liquid hotness into Carla's awaiting womb. Carla gasped as stiffened letting Cole empty himself into her and then she slumped with a sigh and moaned in rapture.
Cole lay on her softly licking over her neck and up into her ear as he also moaned lightly in elation. It seemed like an eternity in heaven that they were there on the floor holding each other. Carla didn't want it to end, she was pretty sure that Cole felt the same as she did. Finally Cole sighed and propped himself up over her with a smile. Carla smiled back and caressed his cheek.
"So are you ok with this?" Carla asked looking into Cole's eyes
"I'm terrific with this." Cole said and kissed her tenderly.
Just then there was a beep from one of the consoles and Cole rushed to put on his shirt while Carla hunkered in a corner to hide. Cole activated the console and only the single camera atop it.
"Yes command?" Cole said hastily as the Kerigan's face came up on the screen.
"Agent Hannah report, you or Carla have not contacted us in over forty hours. Is everything ok?" Cole glanced to Carla who was trying to get discreetly trying to get her clothes back on out of the view of the camera.
"Yes everything is just fine sorry, we were in a fire fight." Cole said in less than sincere tone.
"Agent Hannah... is that blood on your shirt?" The director said putting his eye close up to the screen.
"Minor wound Sir, Carla and I are heading for the extraction point ASAP, Agent Hannah out." Cole quickly switched off the console and sighed looking at Carla who chuckled.
"Well let's get going we don't want to disappoint them." Carla said getting the rest of her clothes back on and Cole nodded also donning his clothes. They would have to do some explaining when they got back C.O.A.T.
As Cole's image winked out Kerigan sat back and smirked. He swiveled his chair around to another screen and brought up his secure intranet access. He sorted through the files before locating one particular satellite imaging feed.
The lion sipped his coffee and watched the thermal scanners that were centered over the vehicle no more than fifteen minutes ago and watched as the two heat signatures of Carla and Cole meshed together in wild yet passionate love-making.
"Be damned good to have two of them around..." He said to himself before he switched off the image and went back to his paperwork.
Cole stood out in the cold of Russia, it didn't bother him as much as before and he had to wonder what other extremes he could withstand. The intel that was provided, it seemed the buyer was located in Russia and the objective as to capture or if necessary eliminate the potential buyer. It had taken three months of hard planning and logistics and in the end it had paid off.
"Tomorrow will be colder..." Carla's voice came from behind him and Cole smiled to himself
"I'll wear a thicker coat." He responded with the challenge and pass. He turned and found Carla standing there with her ever serious expression.
"You ready?" Carla asked.
"You bet." Cole said and they walked together to the cab across the street that was waiting for them.
The facility was quiet and that's what Ivan liked, at least there was no shortage of guard jobs. He yawned and looked around idly; Ivan had been excused for his reports of a half naked skunkette. They claimed post traumatic stress and sent him on a vacation, but now that he was back he felt as fit as ever. He wondered what had happened that night, it was kept very hush-hush by his employers.
That was his life, don't ask questions and just guard the place. He walked out the door to light a cigarette and as he flicked his lighter on he saw something move. He looked up to see a gray furred wolf with his hands in his overcoat walking towards him.
"Sorry you can't be here comrade." Ivan said holding up his hand.
"Das vi danya... comrade..." Came a familiar voice and Ivan turned to see that skunkette again who already had her fist cocked back a smile on her face.
"Aw shit..." Ivan said before he was knocked unconscious.
Cole and Carla made their way into the facility and crouched up on the catwalk high above the gathering six critters. Carla signaled Cole and pointed to two of the huskies that were standing in the crowd. Carla gave a signal and Cole nodded, targets confirmed. Cole made his way into a flanking position and then on the count of three they both dropped off the catwalk with quick rappel ropes.
The bodyguards did not even have time to react as Carla double tapped two on the way down and Cole made a single head shot to the other two.
"Yakov Minskov and Sacha Karlovisk you're both under arrest for conspiring with terrorist! Put your hands up and come with us." Carla said in Russian, she also added an edge in her voice, as if daring them to resist. They did anyways, Yakov pulled out his pistol as Sacha reached down for the assault rifle from one of his bodyguards. Yakov turned to Carla and Sacha turned to Cole and they simultaneously fired.
Cole holstered his pistol and walked forward letting the bullets tear through his body with no effect and grabbed the barrel of the rifle in both hands and bent it up and backwards with a horrible wretching sound. Sacha blinked and then dropped the ruined gun as Cole drew his gun and pistol whipped the husky knocking him out cold. Carla shielded her head as Yakov shot round after round into her until he was empty.
Yakov fumbled to reload but dropped the magazine and looked at Carla with a terrified expression. Yakov in desperation threw the gun at Carla and it simply bounced off her chest.
"Ow..." Carla said with a frown and walked forward grabbing the frightened husky by the collar. She lifted him up with one hand as Cole grabbed Sacha and they both walked for the exit. They got outside and Carla strapped a flailing Yakov to a cable contraption and harness, Cole hooked Sacha into a harness as well and then Carla pulled the release handle. Immediately the indicator balloon sailed skyward and then Yakov and Sacha were yanked away by the plane passing over head.
"Capture complete, mission accomplished." Cole said into his headset.
"Good work you two head back to the hotel and get ready for extraction tomorrow." Said Vee over the com channel.
"Roger that." Cole said and both he and Carla ran off swiftly into the night.
"Your joking right?" Carla said and laughed as Cole walked next to her holding her hand.
"I'm not! I would have totally died a virgin if you had not bitten me." Cole responded with a mock hurt expression.
"Well you not a virgin anymore and you're not dead either." Carla said with a giggle and leaned against his arm.
"Hey babe, are you hungry?" Cole asked with a slight smile.
"Not really but food would be nice." Carla said.
"You would have never figured that sex would have been a catalyst to curb your pseudo hunger, although I'm a bit concerned at us eating eight meals a day or constantly snacking to keep our metabolism up." Cole said as they headed towards the restaurant. Once inside they sat down and ordered.
They sat there and ate a hearty breakfast talking and laughing, it was like any other relationship except that they were exceptional, as partners and as a couple. They now had a lot in common and ever since they had got to know each other. Cole of course had picked up some of Carla's more unique aspects but besides that it looked like they could brave any storm, any weather.
"Babe? how long do you think we live?" Cole asked.
"Don't know it might be years more, it might be one more day. No matter what though I know I... we won't be alone." Carla said taking Cole's hand and smiling.
"I know..." Cole said and kissed Carla's hand
"Check please!" Carla said and then looked to Cole in that special way that meant only one thing; she wanted to get in a quickie before they had to leave. Cole was only too happy to please her as he set money on the table. Hand in hand they both walked to the exit. They were on their way back to the hotel merrily chatting when suddenly they both felt it. The feeling of eyes on them, Carla and Cole pretended not to notice and they smiled at each other.
"We'll lure them into surrounding us?" Cole asked.
"And then we'll take them down." Carla finished with a smiled as the rounded the corner into an alleyway. They got halfway down the alleyway when the trap was sprung by three huskies that stepped out on the far side blocking it, and three more stepping out from the previous entrance. Carla and Cole had them right where they wanted them.
"You will pay dearly you scum! You think you can just kidnap the minister of defense and one of our high ranking generals and get away with it?" One of the huskies said in a thick Russian accent reaching into his coat and pulling out a pistol.
"We did get away with it..." Carla said with a smirk as she got into position with Cole behind her, they were now back to back and Carla felt ‘the twins' resting in their holstered behind her, she was assured that Cole had his duel CP-560s tucked in holsters in the small of his back. For them it might as well been deemed playtime.
"It does not matter you will die soon." The husky said once more and the clicking and clacking of guns being switched off safe and rounds being chambered sounded. Cole snorted a little and looked over his shoulder at Carla.
"I count eleven total..." Cole said as he rolled his shoulders.
"Odd numbers... this might tie us." Carla said with that sultry voice she got just before combat. Carla tilted her head from side to side making little cracking sounds with her neck.
"What the score at now? Four to five? Your favor?" Cole inquired clenching his fists making his knuckles pop. Carla nodded and grinned meshing her fingers together and then turning them cracking her knuckles as they got ready for the shit storm that they would be more like a playful competition to them.
"Well love...shall we dance?" Carla said getting ready to reach behind herself for ‘the twins' the wind blew and it was almost like some kind of modern day western drama. Cole paused as he got ready for the attack.
"Babe... lets waltz..." Cole said and with that they both drew their guns.