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'Now this is going to be awesome.'
Matt nudges Foggy's shoulder with his own. Foggy nudges back, careful not to allow Matt to release his grip on Foggy's elbow. They're on their way to Josie's where they're going to meet Karen to celebrate their latest court victory by recreating one of their best (and worst) college night outs.
'It's going to be exactly like that night,' he deadpans. 'But if you throw up on my bed this time I will kick you.'
Foggy just laughs and Matt has to shake his head in amusement at his friend's antics. As he does so, the sound of footsteps behind them catches his attention. Unsure as to why, Matt focuses his hearing on them.
Man and woman it sounds like, judging from the voices and shoes he can hear. Whispering about dinner, the man wants something heavy but the woman likes the idea of the light one? Matt frowns as he realises their speech is confusing but there's something else...
Oh wait. What. Matt bites his lips and calms his heart rate down as fear surges though him at the menace in the couple's voices. 'Foggy, who's behind us?'
With his hearing so focused, Matt can hear the air move as Foggy glances over his shoulder. 'Some couple I think. They're all over another, looks like they're kissing each other's cheeks or something. I am so jealous you can't see this PDA ma-'
'I can't hear their heartbeats.' Matt whispers and behind him one of the couple's (the woman maybe?) heads snap towards them. The devil walks among us.
'Oops.' she whispers. 'I think the blind one caught us.'
What is going to happen occurs to Matt in a moment. 'Foggy, run!' He tightens his grip on Foggy's arm and they take off, heading towards the nearby church Matt knows is there. He has no idea what the things behind him are but if he can get Foggy somewhere safer, Matt can lead these monsters away. The fact that these are devils has barely begun to sink in but Matt trusts his abilities. They're never wrong.
They get five steps when Matt hears the rush of air that indicates someone is about to jump him and he throws himself at the ground, pulling Foggy with him. The woman sails over their heads but hits the ground with a roll and springs to a crouch with a hiss.
'Holy shit.' Foggy whispers beside him and Matt can taste his fear.
'Not quite.' The man says from behind them and Matt feels Foggy's flinch. 'Wrong side.'
The church is a block ahead. If Matt can just distract them for a moment Foggy has a chance...
'The blind one is thinking of running.' The woman laughs and Foggy's grip on his arm tightens - as if he thinks Matt could leave him behind.
'Like we wouldn't catch him.' The man comes up behind Matt and he counts the steps, waiting until the last possible moment.
Then he strikes; kicking out at the man with all the strength he can muster. It doesn't seem to affect the man as much as Matt expects but there's a hiss of surprise. Matt takes advantage of this to throw himself up and at the woman, dragging his arm from Foggy's as he does.
'Run, Foggy! To the church!'
Matt can hear the startled beat of Foggy's heart before his friend pulls himself up. Before he can move however, the man is there, grabbing his throat. Matt wants to move to help but he's busy trying to hold the woman down. But he can't seem to hold her, despite her being half his size. Devil.
She gets her arms between them and pushes. Matt finds himself flying backwards and only a quick twist prevents his landing from breaking a bone.
It still hurts though.
'Brave thing that is. Good choice.' The man says as the woman pulls Matt to his feet by his throat, cutting his air supply. Foggy grasps, as much as he can while being held. 'You always pick the best meals.'
'I'll share later.' The woman says and Matt can taste her desire and hear her excited breathing over the pounding in his head. She hisses and this time Matt hears the air come out from between her teeth. There's something off about the sound and he frowns.
'What's it frowning about?' Foggy takes in a shaking, grasping breath as he's dropped to the ground. Matt tries to turn his head to stare at the man as he moves to stand before Matt, but he can't move his head in the woman's grip. It's getting very hard to think, to focus.
His hand slips to his side and brushes his pocket, where his rosary beads are. It's not even a decision to slip his hand into his pocket as the woman leans in, mouth open and Foggy screams in terror.
Matt thrusts the cross on his rosary at the woman as her teeth start to sink into his neck and Foggy's cries are drowned out by hers. She drops him and he gasps as air floods back into his lungs. But he's on his knees in a moment, crawling towards Foggy while holding out the rosary.
'Catholic.' The man growls and Matt holds the rosary in his direction, smirking when there's a hiss and flinch. The woman is still on the ground screaming, though her cries are slowly losing volume.
Foggy meets him halfway and they pull themselves up, Matt's rosary always kept between them and the vampires. 'I can't believe that worked!' Foggy's voice is shattered and terrified but he's alive. 'Never been so glad you're Catholic Matt.'
Matt doesn't reply as they slowly back their way to the church, leaving the monsters in the darkness.