Saving My Life (NYX)

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The slowing of the car made Alex's eyes flicker open; he lifted his head from his paws, stretched out as he was across the back seat of the Police Cruiser. He stretched himself out, tail brushing the back window on the passengers side and sat up, glancing out of the window - the local Gas Station. Apparently Kitty had realized they where out of Dog Food (or rather he couldn't survive on people food his entire life) and decided to stop on the way back to the station.

The large Canine Shifter yawned, exposing sharp teeth for a moment before he shuffled himself between the seats and licked the side of her face with a soft and happy bark; a hello, in other words. Alexander knew how fierce he looked, but around Kitty and her family he was as playful and friendly as a Kitten. Of course he would be, she was his best friend - or had been. Thats how complicated it was, wasn't it? The fact he was actually working with her as his canine self rather than as a human.

Of course, actually being human and being able to tell her hello, or hold her or kiss her would have been much preferred but he knew he couldn't. Shaking his furry head a little to clear his thoughts he looked out once more as the pulled under the structure that held the pumps.

He hated this part; having to let her go in there without him. He didn't want to see her hurt under any circumstances; he bristled as a man walked too close to the car before he relaxed with a whine, pawing her arm slightly, innocently - wanting her to let him go with her for once and not leave him in the car and risk herself. Was he paranoid? A little but could you blame the guy? He'd left and let her get... abused once before and he wouldn't let it happen again.

[kit]

Kit yawned and rubbed her eyes, slowing to a stop in front of the red light. "I'm so tired..."

[/color] She mumbled, shifting the clutch. Oh, she loved her job, there was no doubt about that, but it could be really stressful. And of course, after what she had seen over the years and what had happened to her, she was medicated for insomnia. Not like that helped much.

Kit's eyes flitted to the back of the K9 Unit Police Cruiser, where Alex, her best friend and partner, was sleeping peacefully. She smiled softly, reaching back to stroke him lightly before returning her eyes to the road. She waited patiently for the light to turn green, turning up her music as she did so. Finally the light changed and she shifted the clutch again, stepping on the gas. She drove for about five minutes, tapping her fingers on the steering wheel absently and humming along to the radio, before she realized that she was almost out of fuel.

"Now that I think about it..."[/color] She murmured, "I think we're out of dog food too. I'll pick up some of the cheap, canned stuff for tonight then get some of the good food for him tomorrow after work."[/color] She mused to herself, pulling into the gas station. She smiled and ruffled Alex's head as he licked her, kissing the top of the Malamute's skull.

"Hey, X, how you feeling?"[/color] She laughed lightly, at ease. She always called him X instead of Alex, and she had three reasons for it. The first was because to even think the name Alex brought a sharp and sudden pain in her heart. Once upon a time, nearly twelve years ago, her best friend had been a human. Alexander Hunter. The two had grown up together and he was the bestest friend in the whole wide world, to her. She also had a major crush on him when they were younger. Over the past years, the crush had turned into the frail, budding blossom of a young, sweet love. Sadly, when they were thirteen, Alex had drowned while saving Kit, so now she would never love again. And now it was too painful to think, let alone speak, his name.

But that wasn't the only reason. Of course not. She also had a professional reason as to why she called him X. Most dogs on the K9 Unit had on syllable names, because in a dire situation when some idiot is about to shoot, an extra syllable could mean the difference between life and death. Most likely HER life or death.

That, and X was just a fucking badass name.

Kit shook her head, focusing on the present and smiled down at Alex. "You wanna come in with me?"[/color] She asked, smiling softly, "alright X, but that means you gotta wear your leash."[/color]

She undid her seatbelt and leant under the seat before hooking the special Police-dog leash onto his collar, stepping out of the Cruiser. It was late, and it had been a long day at work today. She had pulled a double shift because Darius, one of the others in the K9 unit, had called in sick and of course there had to be an emergency. And then, once it was all said and done, she'd stayed a bit later to do some paperwork. So she was still in her uniform.

Kit took the pump out and put it in the gas hatch, filling it up and humming to herself as she did so, smiling at Alex. When it was full she put it back, going inside the gas station.

"I'm sorry ma'am... but you can't bring him in here.." [/b]The cashier huffed grumpily.

"It's fine sir, I'm an officer."[/color] She said, showing him her badge. She found it a little idiotic that she even had to point this out , but whatever.

"I don't care if you're my mum, the Queen of England or Jesus fucking Christ himself! You're not bring that... that MUTT in here!" [/b]He snapped.

Kit's eyes went cold and she turned her back on him, going to get dog food. Of course, just when she stood back up, there was a whisper directly in her ear:

"You're mine."[/b]

Kit stumbled back slightly, whirling to face him. Then she noticed the fangs and stumbled back more, going as white as a ghost.

"Damn, leech!"[/color] She hissed, taking yet another step back in her sudden fear. She pulled out her taser and attempted to hide her fear, pointing it at him. Unfortunately, it's hard to look tough when you're as white as a sheet and backed into a corner. "Stay back, don't you touch me!"[/color] She snapped, the fear evident in her slightly-shrill voice.

As if that would help...[/size][/color]



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Now all I have, 796
Are the ones that I am with, MABS
The time that we have, Complete
Speak into their minds,

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And their hearts,[/font] Song lyrics credit to Disciple, Things left unsaid.
While they're here, and say I love you,[/font] -----
Because you taught me not to take things for granted,[/font] Credit goes to Luna Nyx, aka SAILORSERENITYMOON @ CAUTION TO THE WIND 2.0 So no stealing! This template was made for Kathryn Nicole Lee So, if you steal then she'll send her shifter friend Alex after you, and we don't want that, do we? Didn't think so <3[/size][/right][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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However little he could communicate success in his plans at keeping her safe, this was one of those very rare times he could say his slightly adorable nature paid off. Of course, having to wear a leash was always a little awkward but it was better than being stuck in the car, wasn't it?

He barked happily and leapt out onto the pavement, claws clicking as she led him over to the pump and started to refill the car. He got several seconds to sit on his ass while she filled the car and he managed a smile back up at her, tongue hanging out as he glanced around - but then he tensed a little. Something wasn't right here.

It was the same sort of feeling he got going into any hostile zone. Something just didn't fit with him - his three years in the service taught him to trust this instinct but never let it rule him. So he kept it bottled as he padded inside beside Kitty, pausing as the other man made some kind of derogatory remark.

Now, he couldn't much do anything about it, so he settled for a quiet growl, lips curling back as Kitty locked the man with the same badass 'I will utterly murder your family bro' stare she had when somebody pissed her off. He'd managed it once or twice as a kid and even then it scared him. Now it just... well, suffice to say he kept on her good side at all times.

She led him up one of the isles, and while she bent down to reach for that very awkward big bag of dog kibble (or whatever it was. It tasted alright actually, but it wasn't what he liked the most - if she tossed him table scraps he'd practically do anything for her that night) something changed. The instinct kicked in, the instinct to keep her safe and he turned, snarling fury.

Now, Alex had never fought a Vampire before. He'd thrown himself at people with guns, knives, other dogs, explosives - anything to keep his love safe. Now naturally, fighting a supernatural predator under the guise of a large canine wasn't the best odds, but the second she froze and got backed into a corner, he didn't have to think about what he was going to do.

He lunged with a ferocious snarl towards the Vampire, jaws open and managing to clamp down on the arm he had outstretched to reach for her. Of course, he had a very impressive bite power and even for an undead it must have hurt - but he wouldn't let go of this damn thing until it stopped focussing on her. He tugged backwards with his entire weight, trying to drag it off its feet or something.

[kit]

Kathryn was... scared. That alone wasn't natural for her. Or at least, she never used to let it control her. In fact, it wasn't until X snapped into action that she unfroze. She watched in horror as the Vampire let out an agonizing screech before slamming the husky into a wall. She heard the crack that meant he had broken a few bones (probably his leg and a few ribs), and suddenly she went cold. Black rage, here we come. Kit gave the vampire a look only a Witch like her could manage; her eyes had become both an icy and fiery blue. A look she called icefire, while everyone else called it the 'run, heads are gonna roll and shit is gonna go down' look. And right now the full force of her gaze was on this insolent Vampire.

Her eyes had always been strange. A rich, smokey blue with alternating dark and light blue rings around the iris. Even as a child, she'd always been told she had Witch eyes. Of course, she always figured it was an insult. She had no idea it was true.

With a swift, fluid motion, she pulled the wooden stake out of her holster. Ever since Vampires had come out, all members of the police unit had been required to carry stakes with them, wherever they went. Right now, she used her stake to cut the Vampire, distracting him before sliding it in to his heart with a grunt. She gritted her teeth as he exploded, barely keeping from being blown away, before picking up X and going to her truck. She folded up the seats and gently put him in the back, taking out the First Aid kit and was about to start to fix him when he shifted.....