Rane’s Mate(7)

“They think the chaos they’ll cause will help them get the people they want. And sad to say, but it most definitely will. As everyone will be trying to get away, they’ll be going in the opposite direction.” Faith glanced at all the people near the stage then turned back to her. “Let’s hope the demons come when the last band has finished, then almost everyone will have moved to the main stage.”

Kirby looked around to see the band was finishing their last song. Biting her lip, she turned to Faith. “How long do you think we have? The band is finishing now and we all seem to be spread pretty thin.”

Faith didn’t get to reply as Rane came strolling over and cut her answer off. “Tell me you gave Kirby a weapon so she’s not just standing around looking like a stunned mullet.”

Kirby ignored Rane’s comment. She didn’t even bother to acknowledge him. Every time she thought about him or even glanced his way her stomach did weird little flips.

She smiled when Faith rolled her eyes before turning to him. “Of course, although I don’t know what good they will do her. She has had no training. First thing tomorrow I’m going to teach the girls some basic moves.” Faith reached forward and patted his arm. “Try not to worry. I’ll protect her.”

Rane groaned. “Oh God, now I feel real great. Why didn’t we just send the girls home? Dad, Mum, Bengie, and the girls would have looked after them.”

Kirby felt her stomach sink. Fantastic, Rane didn’t even want her around.

Faith sighed. “We couldn’t spare anyone to drive her home, and I kind of wanted to try a little experiment with Kirby.”

Kirby turned to Faith. “What experiment?”

“I was hoping you would help with the minions as they are kinda animals.”

“No fucking way, Faith. I know what you’re thinking. Kane, control your mate,” Rane muttered.

“Idiot,” Faith and Kirby huffed out.

Faith and Kirby shook their heads as Faith glared at Rane. “You did not just tell Kane to control me. If we didn’t have demons coming right now I would so be kicking your arse.”

“Faith, I want to help, tell me about this experiment.”

“You said you can talk to animals, so maybe you can get minions to do what you want, or at least confuse them enough for me to kill them.”

Kirby touched her forehead, feeling a migraine coming on. “Well, if I can see the eyes of an animal—”

“I said no. You are not looking a minion in the eye, no frigging way.” Rane glared at her.

Fuck this idiot. What right did he have to tell her what to do? She’d moved away from her overbearing, controlling brothers so she didn’t have to put up with stuff like this. She’d had enough. Rane might be the best looking man she’d ever laid eyes on, but he was a controlling arsehole just like her brothers. She turned to Rane, her fists clenched at her sides.

“You do not get to tell me what to do. You’ve been glaring at me all day long and made it perfectly clear to everyone that you do not want me here. I don’t care if you’re the hottest guy I’ve ever seen, you are a controlling arsehole. I pity the woman who gets stuck with you.”

Kirby heard laughter behind her, which turned to covered coughs as Rane turned and growled at his brothers. “Well, guess what, little red? That woman is—”

Faith interrupted them. “Not now, Rane. It’s showtime.”

Kirby turned from Rane to see they were surrounded. She screamed, even knowing she shouldn’t as it would draw attention to her. But at the sight of the minions, she couldn’t help it.

“Kirby, get it together,” yelled Faith.

It took her a minute to gather herself. There were screams everywhere. Faith was right, most people had moved to the big stage, but the few that were still around were screaming and trying to get away so they wouldn’t be slaughtered.

Kirby saw creatures that were a mixture of a small, fat pig, but gray and black instead of pink, and a bat, but the wings had sharp thorns all over them. The little creatures also had sharp teeth.

Faith yelled over to her, “If you can’t control them, then you’ll have to kill them. The best way is to cut the wings off first and either chop off their heads or stab their heart, but give it a try to control them before you attempt the other.”

Sighing, Kirby looked up, nodded at Faith, then turned to look at the minions. She stilled though when she saw a demon. Frozen, staring at the things out of nightmares, Kirby looked at eight huge beasts ranging in size from ten to sixteen feet. They were built like a tank and were bright red with black thorns all over their exposed skin. Two large, black horns protruded from their head. They had wicked, long teeth, and had a tail with an arrow spike on the end. Some had two arrow spikes on their tail.