Callie's Shadow
Chapter One
Her nose twitched. Lifting her face into the cool evening breeze, she inhaled deeply, a small smile touching her full lips. Callie Anne Wolfe had found their prey. The walkie-talkie squealed when she hit the talk button and she hurriedly turned the sound down, not wanting to alert their target.
"I got him," she said softly into the mic. "Two blocks north of Main just off Neppesing Lake Road."
Shadow's voice came over the small speaker. "Stay put, Raven.
We're on our way. Do not try to apprehend him on your own, understand?"
"Yeah sure," Callie said, but she didn't hit the talk button. Sarcasm dripped from her words. "More macho bullshit. I can take care of myself better than anyone on this team."
She reached into the small holster at her back and plucked out her specially designed taser. The weapon gave off a stun twice as strong as a normal police-issue taser and was made to Callie's specifications. Of course, the targets that her team went after were a lot stronger and a lot scarier than any serial killer known to man.
"Good thing I'm not a man," she muttered, pulling up the hood on the team suit she wore.
It fit snugly, outlining every curve and dip she possessed. The suits were made of dark gray leather, cut to fit each member of the team.
Only a small patch on the shoulder with the initials ASP blazoned across it in silver, and a place to tuck in her badge at her waist when it was time to look official, relieved the austere design.
Callie glanced around, searching for the rest of the team. She took another deep breath and frowned. Their subject was moving away and would be beyond even Callie‘s powerful senses before anyone arrived to back her up.
"Fuck." She slapped her palm against her sleek, leather-encased thigh. "He's going to kill me for this." A sigh escaped her lips as she took off, running lightly in the heeled boots that went with the suit. Following her nose, she slowed when she sensed her quarry was closer.
The mouth of an alley loomed before her, dark and creepy looking beyond the streetlight. Pressing her back up against the drugstore‘s brick wall, she glanced quickly down the alley. Even her highly advanced senses couldn't see through the gloom,
leaving her blind as she stepped out of what little light there was and entered the darkness beyond.
Her walkie-talkie squelched and she lifted it quickly. "Down two more blocks to the alley. I'm not sure where it is, but it's in . . . ah!"
The walkie-talkie fell to the ground, shattering. A huge foot slammed down over what was left, smashing the communicator into pieces. One huge, meaty hand reached out and grabbed her arm, yanking her forward and into the brick wall.
Callie felt her skin scrape against the rough wall, her breath knocked out of her lungs from the impact. "Ugh!" She tried desperately to hang on to her taser but the weapon fell from her hands, bouncing once into a pile of garbage bags.
The creature grabbed her other arm, and then something long and thin curled around her ankle, yanking her legs apart so that she was spread eagle against the wall. Her hood fell back and a forked tongue flicked at her throat and ear, as if to taste her to see how good of a meal she would make.
She struggled, but even her immense strength was no match for this giant. "Let me go, you son of a bitch!"
The thing that had grabbed her ankle slid up, caressing her calf and then her knee before slipping over her leather-clad thigh.
Callie badly wanted to look down, to see what it was, but she couldn't move.
It rubbed at the thick seam that ran between her legs, trying to find a weak spot in the fabric where it could get at her skin. Callie kicked back with her foot, hitting what felt like a cement-filled pole.
"I'm going to kick your ass, fuck-wad. Let me go!"
It hissed, its breath foul in the already fetid air around her. "No."
The arm-like tail moved again, frustrated by the well-made clothing.
It rose up the front of her body, finding the zipper. It gave a tug and the tight leather split, exposing a creamy slash of pale skin.
"
A trail of saliva slipped from the creature's mouth, dropping to slide down her skin, clinging to the pale brown of her nipple.
"God, ick," Callie growled, her stomach turning. "Keep your bodily fluids to yourself, dickweed!"
She took a deep breath, slamming her head back and into the thing's face, taking it by surprise. It staggered back and Callie dived to the side, grabbing for her taser and sliding her finger over the setting dial, turning it to full power.
The creature roared and Callie got her first good look at it now that her eyes had adjusted to the lack of light. Green scales covered most of its body except for down at its groin. There, a thick thatch of almost human-looking hair was a nest for a sex organ bigger than Callie's arm.
"Oh, fuck no. You aren't getting that thing anywhere near me," she breathed, her finger on the taser's trigger.
The creature wiped blood away from its mouth, glancing down at the green smear on its hand before roaring loudly. Then, it attacked.
Four tasers hit their mark at almost the same time. The creature growled but didn't go down. Callie hit her trigger again. Ducking under the hugely muscled arms, she drove her fist with as much power as she could into the beast's groin.
The creature stopped dead in its tracks, its mouth opening but no sound coming out. His huge, yellow eyes rolled back into his head and he teetered for a moment before falling back to the ground.
"Geez, Cal, I think you killed it."
"It drooled on me, Angel. Be glad all I did was kill it." Callie took a step back before realizing her suit was still open. Grabbing the zipper tab, she slid it back up.
"Nice tits," Marcus said, coming to stand beside her. "You okay?"
"Fine," she said shortly. "But I need a shower."
There were sounds of sirens in the distance, growing louder by the second.
"Cops," Angel said, reaching into her front pocket and pulling out a small communicator. "One big lizard out for the count, but we got cops on the way, Central. Advise."
"Burn the body and get out of there," came the reply.
"It's not dead," Callie said, loudly enough for the communicator to pick up.
"Then I suggest you kill it."
Shadow bent over and grabbed the beast's arms. He dragged the animal to the overflowing dumpster. "Cover it with bags. We'll keep an eye on him, and when the humans leave, we'll come back and collect him."
To insure the creature couldn‘t escape, Shadow grabbed specially made zip ties and slid them around the beast‘s massive
wrists and ankles. He finished quickly, and then slipped into the dim murkiness of the building's shadow and disappeared. Angel gave Callie a quick smile and leaped lithely to the fire escape above their heads. Climbing at a speed almost too fast to see, she was sitting at the top of the metal stairs by the roof in seconds.
"Need a lift?" Marcus asked.
"Nope, got it covered," Callie said. She watched as huge wings unfurled from his back and he leapt into the air, leaving a strong breeze behind to ruffle through her hair.
Callie quickly unzipped her suit and peeled it off. She threw it behind the dumpster and then took a deep breath.
The change was quick and relatively painless. When it was over, a black wolf stood next to the dumpster, her silver-eyed gaze moving over the beast‘s hiding spot before she turned and headed deeper into the alley, blending into the shadows.
Moments later, the police arrived, squealing tires and shouting out orders. Shaking her huge, well-shaped head, Callie watched as they tromped around the alley, shining their lights and waving their guns. Any evil thing with even half a shred of dignity would cringe at being caught by them.
One beam fell upon her and she shrank back, closing her eyes to keep them from shining in the light. Holding her breath,
she waited to see if they would advance or if she had escaped detection. The beam flashed over her once more and then it was gone. Callie opened her eyes to watch as one officer called in the report as a false alarm or a prank.
She rose on her four legs, moving closer to the beast when all but one officer got back into his car. This one man sensed something; she could see it in his face. If he got too close to their subject, she would have to dart out and lead him away.
After a few minutes, he shook his head, turning away from the alley, and headed to his car. Another moment passed, and then they backed out and sped away. Callie stayed hidden, until she looked up to see Angel's long, slender legs.
"Nice puppy," Angel teased, patting Callie's head until she growled and snapped at her. "Uh oh, bad dog," she said, baring her own fangs. "Go get dressed. We still have work to do before sun up."
Marcus drifted down, his feet lightly touching the sticky alley floor. He folded up his wings, crossing his huge arms over his chest. "I ain't touching that thing."
"Baby," Angel scoffed. "I can't believe what a wuss you can be sometimes, Wings. I swear I think you slept your way into the squad."
"What if I did? You see the happy face on the Magistrate?" He dropped one hand, rubbing it lightly over the front of his pants. "This is better than any stun gun out there."
"That's because anyone who sees it is too busy laughing to be able to hurt anyone," Angel said, laughing as Marcus's green eyes narrow. "Aw, what‘s the matter? Did I hit a nerve, baby?"
"You two knock it off. You're worse than any two-year-olds ever thought to be. We've got to get beast boy into the unit and get back to the House before someone else decides to call the cops." Shadow turned toward Marcus. "You go get the truck, and fucking hide those wings, would you?"
Callie joined her teammates, flashing a hint of cleavage as she zipped up her suit. She pushed her thick, black hair behind her ear, making an effort not to stare at Shadow.
"Come on, Angel; let's get the trash bags off him."
"Did you see the size of the cock on that thing?" Angel said, going to Callie's side to help her. "Imagine what he could do to you with that." She sighed, the sound one of longing.
"You need to get laid." Callie laughed.
"You know it." Angel grinned.
"You always need to get laid," Callie said, pulling the last bag off the beast.
"Yep, something wrong with that? Maybe if you got laid more often, you wouldn't be so uptight all the time." Angel glanced back at Shadow, watching him as he spoke into the small communicator.
"I think we might have a volunteer to help you with your problem, girl."
"Oh, shut up. He doesn't feel like that toward me. He doesn't feel like that toward
"Gay? God, would that be a waste," Angel said, licking her tongue over her lips then across her fangs. "The boss is definitely bitable."
Callie narrowed her eyes at Angel. "Do you remember the old Werewolf/Vampire feud? Watch it."
Angel laughed, the sound dark and lovely. "I knew you wanted him, Cal. Why don't you just hop in his bed some night? It would save all the moonie eyes and panting you do around him."
"I do not pant or have moonie eyes," Callie said, reaching down and grabbing the beast's arms. She lifted him with a grunt. "Grab his feet, will you?"
"Oh, all right. I still think Marcus should do this. Someone needs to de-wimp that boy." Angel grabbed the creature‘s huge
feet, lifting them easily. She and Callie carried the massive beast to the edge of the alley, waiting for Marcus to bring back their specially designed silver Suburban.
The vehicle came to a stop in front of them, Marcus putting it into park and hitting the latch release on the back of the truck. Then he sat in the driver's seat and didn't move.
"Just like him, the fucking pussy!" Angel groused, lifting the gate and helping Callie to deposit their 'guest‘. She slammed the gate, and then went around to the passenger side and slid into the front seat. Callie could hear them arguing from where she stood.
"You okay?"
Callie jumped, turning around swiftly to find herself brushing up against Shadow. If he lifted his arms, Callie would be in his embrace. She couldn't move back because of the truck and he stood right in front of her. His scent filled her nose, teasing her senses and making her sweat. She wanted him so badly; how could he not know?
"I—I‘ll be fine, as long as you quit scaring me like that."
His hand came up, and he pulled a stray strand of hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear. "He hit you pretty hard against that wall. You should have this checked out." He traced his finger across her cheek.
"W-what checked out?" she said blankly.
"This," he said, cupping his hand around her jaw and tilting her head toward the light. "It definitely needs cleaned. Get it taken care of when we get back to the House." He dropped his hand and moved away, going around to the passenger side of the car and getting in.
Callie realized she wasn't breathing when her head began to spin.
"Shit," she hissed, her hand going to her throat. Her cheek tingled where he‘d touched her and she could still feel the heat of his breath on her skin.
"You coming?" Angel called. "I'm hungry."
Callie sighed and shook off the heat that was running through her body. "Yeah, you're always hungry," she called back.
"Can I help it if I'm anemic?"
* * *
The trip back to the "House" went quickly, Marcus driving like the madman he was.
Callie sat in the back seat, bracing herself as he took the corners on two wheels. Shadow sat next to her, his eyes shuttered. The only time he showed any emotion was when she was flung against him.
"Dammit Marcus, slow the fuck down before you get those of us who
"See?" Angel smirked. "You got yelled at."
"What are you two, children?" Callie asked.
"Vy yes, yes ve are," Angel said in a terribly cheesy Dracula impression. "Ve are the children ov the night." She let out a spooky chuckle and Callie rolled her eyes. Angel turned around, eyeing the way Shadow still held Callie. "You two look awfully comfortable. Should we stop at the drive-in so you can make out?"
Shadow dropped his arm and Callie jumped away from him as if she'd been burned. Then she glared at Angel who shrugged her shoulders and turned around, but not before Callie caught sight of her wide, mischievous grin.
"I have a stake with your name on it," Callie muttered, narrowing her glare at the beautiful blonde Vampire.
Angel's voice sounded in her head.
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