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The ambulance pulled up at the emergency room entrance of the Memorial Hospital. The driver hopped out, ran around and opened the rear door.

"Go in and get some help out here. I need someone to carry the I.V. and oxygen," said the medic in the back.

The medic that had ridden with Béla was joyfully amazed that she seemed to be doing so well. Her blood pressure and pulse were weak, but steady, and, rather than going into shock and cardiac arrest as most anyone in her condition would, she was conscious and even trying to talk.

"Don't worry." He told her as she lay there, the blood pack inserted into her arm and her face covered with the oxygen mask. "You're gonna be all right."

But his gut told him that she would never be all right. Even if the girl lived, she would be chair-bound for the rest of her life. The thought made him feel sick inside.

He hopped out of the back of the ambulance, pacing back and forth.

'What's taking Doug so long?' he thought, impatiently. 'Christ! It's freezing out here!'

Seeing Doug, the driver, coming back out with two orderlies, he walked around the side of the ambulance toward them.

"It's about time you guys got out here!" he admonished them. "We got a multiple gunshot victim here! She could bleed to death any second!"

He turned back, leading the small group of orderlies around behind the ambulance and was met by a fierce blast of winter wind that blew his cap completely off. He climbed in the back, then suddenly stopped.

"Holy shit! She's gone!" he cried out. Stunned and surprised, he backed out of the van and looked around wildly.

"Somebody's taken her!" he yelled. "But that's impossible! I was right here the whole time!" Still looking around, he noticed a bloodstained sheet blowing across the lot behind the vehicle.

"She must have gotten out!" he exclaimed. "Come on! Look around for her! If she's walking around loose, she's probably delusional! We gotta find her before she freezes or bleeds to death!"

The men scattered, searching the grounds and the nearby parking lot. They didn't find her. No one had noticed the few tiny drops of blood that had rained down on their white uniforms while they were standing by the ambulance, moments earlier.

Back at the Target Club, Frank and Jessica were each telling the police their version of what happened.

"That evil sick bastard killed her!" Jessica was saying. She was angry and upset, her voice shaking. "He just stood there and shot her to death. Then Frank blew his goddamned head clean off!"

The police officer made Frank turn over his beautiful long-barreled .45 that Béla had gifted him with shortly after they'd met.

"Well, alright," the officer said. "As soon as we finish our investigation of the scene, we'll be done here."

They looked around the room. Tables and chairs were turned every which way. Many were broken into pieces on the floor. Some people Frank didn't know were carrying out the covered remains of the gunman.

"Can I take Jessica home, officer?" Frank asked, "She's been through a lot. Well, we both have. And..."

"Sure. Go ahead," the officer, Henry, told him. "Are you coming back?"

"Well, somebody'll have to clean this up..." Frank murmured, knowing the cops didn't do cleanup work, even after processing a murder scene.

Frank got car keys from the office, then took Jessica outside, leading her to Béla's little red sports car. She'd just bought it last week and was very much in love with it.

"Why don't we take your car?" Jessica asked, uninterested in being cramped into the passenger side of a tiny, obviously foreign car and freezing to death due to what she believed would be an air-cooled engine, like the horrible little Volkswagen her ex-boyfriend had once owned.

"I've got a headlight out," he answered. "Besides, I've been dying to try this little baby out..."

Privately, Frank wanted a car that would be easily recognizable and stood out, even at night, just in case...

'Bastard Asshole!' Jessica thought, furious with him, 'Béla's been murdered and all he can think about is driving her hot little sports car! God! Men suck!' She decided that the next time she saw him, she was going to spit in his face and quit! But right now, she was too upset.

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Béla sat in the overstuffed chair watching Jake examine his new toy for the tenth time. It had been a long time since she had seen that gun. It had been used on her once before, long ago, by someone who was actually trying to kill her. He thought he succeeded and she never intended to let him find out differently. When he had found out, years later, she'd been forced to kill him anyway. Jake pointed the gun at Béla. She felt herself tense up. The gun clicked. Relaxing, Béla said, "Do you...

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Jake took Béla's suitcase and carried it out to his truck. "Anything breakable in here?" he asked, grinning at her, still not believing she was willing to go with him. "No, just clothes," Béla assured him. Jake unceremoniously tossed the suitcase into the bed of the pickup, then opened the passenger door and picked Béla up. "You going to throw me in, too?" Béla asked, annoyed at the callous way he was treating her stuff. "No, Darlin'," Jake replied, still grinning at her. He...

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Béla smelled pancakes and wondered that Frank would make them special just for her. He hadn’t for ages. With a gentle waking sigh, she smiled and stretched her legs down the bed, not really wanting to leave the sensuous feeling of dreamy sleep behind. She stretched her arms, but discovered they were being held in place. Puzzled, she opened her eyes. “Fuck,” she muttered to herself as she discovered the problem. “I’m tied up.” “Morning, Buttercup,” a familiar voice (That’s not Frank!) said...

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"Ow!" Jake cried. "Be careful! I'm tender down there!" "What's wrong with you?" Béla asked as she let go of his flaccid, useless dick. "It's all red and raw! Did you go out and fuck a porcupine while I was unconscious?" "No, of course not, Honey," Jake replied ardently. "It's just that ... Well, I've spent the last two days basting you in cum, trying to get you to wake up..." "Aw," Béla cooed. "You're so sweet. No wonder I needed that shower..." "So if it's all...

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They started out sometime after sunrise the next morning. It was now noon, and the overhead sun was hot. Flies were biting (which Béla didn’t mind, but Jake hated), and Jake had his foot caught in an old abandoned bear trap. “I told you it was a bad idea to follow a game trail,” Béla was saying. Jake grimaced in pain, only groaning in reply. Béla didn’t know how, nor was she strong enough, to release the trap. But she was glad it was Jake that had sprung the trap and not her. He was the...

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Blood pounded through Béla’s head. She woke up, gasping for air. ‘What’s a ‘three’?’ she thought, disoriented. ‘I definitely remember someone saying ‘Three’!’ She couldn’t seem to get her balance. She opened her eyes. The ground and the sky were playfully circling around her. She smiled and reached out. The ground was very far away. ‘I’m dreaming, ‘ she thought, ‘Look. The ground is getting easier to see.’ She smiled again, dreamily, and looked around. ‘I’m falling!’ the thought suddenly...

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Béla and Jake were in his apartment, back in town. The backpacks they had taken with them were unpacked into laundry baskets that now needed to get downstairs. “That can be done later,” Béla said, brushing up against Jake. She put her arms around him from behind and squeezed. Her hand slid down and wormed its way between his belt and his firm belly as he sucked himself in to accommodate her. Jake stood, holding his stomach taut and enjoying her attentions for a moment. Ever since Béla had...

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Jake lay in bed listening to Béla's breathing as she slept. She was a perfect little package of the sweetest sex he had ever had. In addition to that, she was actually interesting to talk to. She had her own opinions, based more on her own observation rather than some popular guru's jaded views, and didn't seem particularly interested in girlie things like fashion, this week's acceptable appearance or who the hottest actor or actress was. And, for as young as she looked, Béla knew a lot...

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Jake stared uncomprehendingly at the little gun he held. Its firing chamber was open, the clip empty. He suddenly became aware that the gun was incredibly hot and burning his hand. “Ow!” he yelled, shaking his hand. The overheated gun flew into the sand. ‘What just happened? ‘Béla! I shot Béla!’ He looked up frantically. Béla stood, swaying unsteadily, a few yards in front of him. Her chest was all bloody. She dropped to her knees, her legs folding beneath her. Her wings, as they folded...

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Béla awoke before Jake, the early pre-dawn light and the strange numbness in her arms – no – 'My wings – he's lying on my wings!' Béla realized, coming fully awake. She remembered the night before. It was supposed to be her last night on earth. But, miraculously, she'd gotten a reprieve. 'Perhaps it's a chance to make up for what my unknown siblings have done, ' she thought to herself. 'After all, someone had to have started all those stories about flying, bloodsucking vampires......

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Béla was enraged that Jake would come after her with a stake. She was ready to kill him! But even through her rage, she saw him throw the stake away. Too late, she realized her terrible mistake and desperately reached for altitude, kicking her legs and flailing her wings wildly, then they were both tumbling in the air. She lowered her wings in pain and reformed her arms. The off-balance impact with Jake had broken her collarbone. It would only be a few minutes before it healed, but that...

Bla Book 1 Target GirlChapter 39

Jake sat in front of the small campfire he’d built while Béla was hunting. He’d had time to get fancy, putting stones all around the parameter and placing sticks in the center so that they leaned on each other, making a teepee effect. Underneath, he pushed several handfuls of dead leaves and tiny sticks then lit it with one of his few remaining matches. The first match took, and soon he had a pleasant, roaring little campfire. After the center of the ‘teepee’ collapsed he added a couple of...

Bla Book 1 Target GirlChapter 16

Béla woke face down on a hard wooden floor. It was totally dark. She could feel her eyelashes brush the floor as she blinked. Her arms and legs were numb and she couldn't move them. After a few moments, she realized she was tied up and struggled into a sitting position. 'How did I get here?' she wondered, feeling confused. It had been a long time since she woke up not knowing where she was, but it had happened to her often enough that she wasn't too concerned. Then she remembered –...

Bla Book 1 Target GirlChapter 20

"Umm ... that's nice," Jake heard as he felt something pleasantly wet, warm and very tight slide over his dick. The sensation continued, waking him up as Béla took advantage of his morning hard-on. He opened his eyes. She was still in her 'human' form. He watched as she slowly moved up and down, her little breasts nicely pressed together between her arms as she leaned forward, holding herself up with her hands on his chest. "Umm ... morning?" he murmured, smiling up at her. The sun...

Bla Book 1 Target GirlChapter 1

The board over the pantry door creaked as the rope tied to the inch thick 'eye-bolt' imbedded in it was yanked downward. Béla dangled from the other end of the rope, secured by a tight knot around her wrists. She was naked and bleeding from several cuts in her body. As she twisted back around, Jake carefully aimed another dart at her tiny breasts, then threw it. "Ah!" Béla yelped as it stuck right in the middle of her left nipple. "Bulls eye! You have to fuck me now!" "Not just...

Bla Book 1 Target GirlChapter 7

Béla perched, bare toes in the snow on the roof of her cabin, and watched the sun come up over the mesa. She waited patiently for the intruder in her cabin, whose mind she had detected as she approached, to come out. He would have to, eventually, unless he was using the kitchen sink as a waste disposal unit. It was almost winter now, and he just might do that. The squatter had been asleep when Béla arrived. Probing his dreams, she picked up odd images of impossible memories for a person who...

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