More to the point, what pantheon did he belong to? If he wasn't human and he wasn't Daimon, some god had created him. The question was for what purpose?
Kat reached out with her powers, but all she could sense was his human spirit and his anger as he stumbled about.
Maybe he was simply insane...
He darted into a side street where there weren't any people.
Something in her compelled her to ignore him and continue her search for Sin.
Kat didn't. It wasn't in her to just let such a thing go. If the man was up to no good, she was one of the few people who could stop him. She would never be like her mother and just ignore people's pain. Not when she could stop it.
So instead of walking on, she followed the man down the empty street. She didn't make it far before he turned on her with a feral snarl.
This time his eyes were a flaming red that swirled around his black pupils. He opened his mouth, showing her a double row of fangs before he grabbed her by the shoulders and threw her into the brick wall.
Stunned by his attack and appearance, she swung to hit him.
He caught her hand, then grabbed her throat and shoved her back into the wall with a force so great, it rattled her to the marrow of her bones. Had she been human, it would have rendered her unconscious or dead.
As it was, it hurt like hell and it seriously pissed her off. "What are you?" she asked.
He didn't answer as he picked her up-something that was no small feat given the fact that she was six foot four and solidly built-and tossed her into a parked car so hard she bent the hood and popped the latch on it. The windshield shattered under her as the car alarm began wailing. She could barely breathe as she tasted blood in her mouth. Pain pierced her.
She tried to move, but her arm was broken and she seemed to be stuck in the bowed, shattered windshield. His eyes churning red, the man stalked toward her.
Just as he reached her, she saw something falling from the top of the building in front of her. Nothing more than a black blur, it hit the ground so hard, it splintered the concrete.
It took her a second to realize what it was, and what it was shocked her even more than the creature attacking her.
It was Sin, dressed all in black leather. Crouched low, he rose slowly to his feet, prepared for battle. His eyes were pinned on the man in front of her.
"Gallu," he said in a low, sinister tone. "Try picking on someone who can fight back."
The men left her to attack him. He swung at Sin, who raised an arm to catch the blow on his silver vambrace before he delivered a staggering blow to the man's chin. The man staggered back. Sin punched him hard in the chest, driving him back another step.
While the man wobbled from the blows, Sin pulled back his long coat to show a large dagger. The man came at Sin with his mouth open, trying to bite him. Sin dropped to the ground and swept the man's feet out from under him. The man hit the cement hard. Sin turned and drove the knife deep between the man's eyes.
The man screamed, writhing on the sidewalk as he flailed and kicked.
"Oh, shut the fuck up," Sin growled before he pulled the dagger out and stabbed the man again.
Kat slid off the car, cradling her broken arm, and before she could stop him, Sin decapitated the dead man and burned him right there on the sidewalk. She recoiled at the horror of it. They were in broad daylight and Sin didn't even seem to care.
Anyone could see this.
Before she could move, Sin was in front of her, grabbing her. "Are you bit?"
He didn't even look at her face before he started frisking her.
She hissed as he touched her broken arm, but he didn't pause in his inspection.
When he pulled up her shirt to look at her stomach, she slapped his touch away. "Get your hands off me."
"Did he bite you?" he snarled, punctuating each word harshly. It was then he looked up at her face and froze.
A heartbeat later, he grabbed her throat and started choking her.
Kat lifted her legs and kicked him back. Sin hit the ground with a whoof before he flipped to his feet and came after her again.