Blood will run forever

Roman squeezed on Zach's throat, lifting him off the ground in one piece. Zach struggled, but it was useless; Roman leered at him as he slammed him against the wall. The shorter man, Michael, was aiming at him with a sawn-off shotgun; Madeleine was long gone, escaped.

"You're going to die here tonight Mr Baker" hissed Roman, "but before you do I need to know something. How long has your stupid investigation been going on for? And who is the lovely lass you have as your wife?" Zach nearly choked- how did this psycho know about him and his wife? And the investigation? "Answer me" Roman hissed, pure venom in his voice. Zach looked into his eyes- pure black, like a demon. Zach all of a sudden kicked Roman in the balls; Roman fell to the ground, with a thud and a groan of pain. Michael cocked the shotgun and aimed, but Zach had already tackled him to the ground before he could fire. The gun fired, blowing a hole in the ceiling. Taking advantage of his attackers' shock, Zach grabbed the shotgun, making sure to kick Michael in the head before running. He needed the police, right now.

A roar of rage had Zach turn around. Roman was advancing on him, a machete in his hand, eyes blazing with venom. Zach aimed the gun, fired, hitting Roman in the chest. Roman flew back a fair way, rolling backwards on the ground. Zach made to turn back to the house before another shot rang out, hitting Zach in the back.

Zach had now been shot multiple times. He was pissing blood and needed serious help. He coughed up blood, attempting to aim at the advancing figure of Michael, who now held a .357 Magnum, aimed directly towards Zach's face. Michael bent down, smiling with malice. "Anything you wanna say before I kill you, you miserable prick?" Michael leered. Zach glared at him, coughing, before uttering "I should have just fucking shot you in the shed." "Yeah Zacky, you should have" Michael smiled, preparing to end Zach's life.


CRUNCH!

Zach was aware that somehow, Roman had just come flying through the air, slamming full force into Michael. The bullet hit the spot right next to Zach's ear. Zach looked around, in shock and pain. There she was again. The spirit. Glaring at him. To Zach's utter suprise, she stepped over him, apparently more interested in the 2 criminals and would-be killers lying on the ground, moaning in pain. Roman, Zach could see, wasn't dead. He had been wearing heavy armor that saved his life from Zach's shotgun blast.



Roman had never seen anything like it. The woman, or ghost of a woman, looked absolutely horrific. And she was glaring at him, like she was just about to eat him alive. He also had a funny feeling he recognised her.

Roman knew nothing but terror as the "thing" picked him up off the ground by his throat with one hand, much the same as he had done to Zach. The "thing" leaned closer to Roman's face. It seemed like an age before it spoke.

"Roman" the ghost uttered, the simple name edged with pure anger. Roman's eyes widened in shock- and recognition. He DID know who this woman was.

Notes

Sorry its been a while... checked out Avenged at Soundwave... they were fucking awesome!