The Daily Dormouse. (aka Bike, est. 2007) Part 2166 by Angharad Copyright © 2013 Angharad All Rights Reserved.

As Danni carefully dusted my books I heard a car come up the drive. I expected it to be one of the family though I hadn’t thought too much which one it would be. I carried on with my emails. The doorbell sounded in the distance but Jacquie was there to answer the door and I presumed she did because a few moments there was the sound of an argument and then shrieks. I told Danni to stay where she was and to be ready to call the police.

I made my way towards the noise, it now included Tom’s voice and I heard a male voice say, “Keep out of this old man or you’re going to get hurt.”

“Get oot o’ ma hoose this minute,” I heard Tom shout then as I came into view I saw the games teacher push Tom who staggered backwards and fell. I ran forward.

“Where is he?” he spat at me, his expression looked like he was on some sort of drug, though it might just have been some sort of mania.

“Are you hurt, Daddy?” I asked bending down to him.

“Where’s the boy?”

“Get out before I call the police.”

“You don’t frighten me you abomination. It’s your fault the boy has developed this madness.”

“Is it now? What’s your evidence for that statement?”

It seemed he wasn’t in the mood to be rational. “You turned two boys into girly things–well the wrath of God will fall upon you, you abomination.”

“That’s twice you’ve called me that, if it happens again I shall have to report you for limited vocabulary.”

He laughed. “I’m going to beat you, you little queer until you beg for mercy, and then I’m going beat that poofy son of yours.”

“Oh dear, will you people never learn?”

“Learn what–that if you have your balls cut off it don’t make you a woman?”

I stood up. “Who gives you the authority to enter my house and assault members of my family?”

“The one true god.”

“Did he put it in writing, you know, like when he did the ten commandments?”

“Your blaspheming face will soon be screaming for mercy.”

“Will it now? You don’t know just who I am, do you?”

“Man who pretends to be a woman.”

“Oh dear, wrong answer.”

“Feel the wrath of the one true god,” he shouted stepping closer to me.

“Meet, Samael, Swithinbank, the angel of death.”

I drew down the energy so quickly it made a blue flash, I threw it over Tom and Jacquie to protect them. Swithinbank was close enough now for me to almost smell his body odour. He stepped closer and I could smell him, stale sweat–he obviously hadn’t changed since marching up and down outside Julie’s salon.

“I’m not scared of your tricks, you abomination in the eyes of the one true god.”

“Be gone or face everlasting damnation.” I roared at him in a voice deeper than mine usually is.

He stopped for a moment and I saw a hint of uncertainty in his eyes, then he moved forward and I was just about to hit him with a blast of the blue stuff, which I was aware was capable of knocking him down when something came dashing past me and flew at him.

“Leave my mother alone you pig,” screamed Danny as she threw herself at him hitting him in the face as she did so.

He yelled in pain and grabbed her, throwing her against a wall and yelling obscenities at her, she groaned and lay still, slumped against the wall and I just saw red.

Instead of trying to use the energy to stop him, my desire was not to neutralise him and moreover, to hurt him. “You bastard,” I yelled at him and let fly a kick at his chest, followed by one to his face and a third to his upper body as he recoiled. He was hurt but that didn’t stop me, the fourth kick once again to his face hit him backwards with enough force to propel him through the window in the hallway just as the police came belting up the drive. Swithinbank collapsed bleeding against the broken window as I went to examine Danni, who was badly shaken but otherwise alright.

“Bloody hell, Mummy, that was ace.”

“What’s going on?” yelled a policeman through the broken window, calling to his mate to get an ambulance.

I opened the door and they saw Tom laying on the ground, “Jesus, what happened?” Then the copper saw Danni slumped against the skirting board and Swithinbank groaning as he lay covered in shards of glass where I’d left him.

“That man forced his way in with intent to hurt ma dochter and ma grand-dochter,” said Tom. “He knocked me doon and he threw ma grand dochter agin thae wall.”

“What happened to him?” asked the astonished policeman.

“I’m afraid I defended myself after he assaulted Daddy and Danni.”

“What with, a sledge hammer?”

“Uh–no, I know a few bits of kickboxing.”

“Okay,” he checked on all three of the casualties and Swithinbank was conscious so he sort of arrested him. “I’m going to need statements.”

A second police car arrived with one of the coppers who’d cautioned Swithinbank at the salon. “Oh it’s him and the little transgender kid. Shit, what happened to him?” he asked his colleague.

“The kid’s mother kicked seven bells out of him, she does kickboxing.”

“But he’s half as big as her again.”

“I reckon she was pissed with him, he knocked down her father and her daughter.”

“You know who she is, don’t you?” he asked him.

“No, who?”

“Lady Cameron, the pension killer.”

“Is she? I thought she’d be older?”

Gee thanks.

I helped the paramedic check Daddy and Danni while his colleague assisted by two of the police removed the injured games teacher to their vehicle. He wasn’t as badly hurt as he should have been–I needed to practice more often.

There was talk of arresting me but Daddy and Danni said that Swithinbank had started things and was heading towards me having issued threats and had already injured both of them. They praised my actions saying I might have saved their lives which they felt in fear of.

Neither of them were badly hurt and after Stella and Jacquie who also gave statements, helped me to clean up the mess, we called Maureen to come and board up the window. She was there in half an hour.

Simon had been out with the three girls and came home to see the police leaving and Maureen boarding up the window. “What the hell happened?”

“You’ll have to ask her ladyship, but I get the impression she tried to push somebody through the window without opening it first.”

“I can’t leave you for five minutes, can I?” he said accusingly.

“It’s just as well you did, darling, if he’d tried it on while you were here, you’d have killed him, especially after he knocked Daddy over and threw Danni into the wall. She was magnificent, she called the police and tried to defend me before he hurt her.”

I saw her blushing but with pride. The girls were swarming round the three of us. Simon’s expression went from surprise to anger. When I told him what had happened in more detail he was angry he hadn’t been here, and yes he would have possibly killed the man. So it was just as well he wasn’t present when it all happened.