"You will get down on the floor!" The guard commanded. His right hand hung at his side, the fingers bloody and bent at odd angles. He still looked capable of causing plenty of damage.

"And you will go to hell," Micah tossed back. With a loud snarl he threw himself at the guard and swung. His fist slammed into the guard's face with a loud crack and a spray of blood splattered both the vampires and the plaster wall.

Katelina pulled herself up and shuffled backwards like a ...