Kala felt her head impact with Ellon's with a satisfactory crunching sound, but it send pain through her head. She winced at the pain and felt Ellon's form slump unconciously on top of her own. She felt a swell of hope and satisfaction. It had worked. She might be able to escape. She squirmed underneath Ellon, still feeling his hardened length within her.<br/><br/>Warmth flushed her face and a low growl uttered within her throat. She pressed her palms flat against his chest and pushed, feeling his hardened length slowly pull out of her, causing a shudder to claim her form. Finally being freed from his weight, she struggled to her feet, quickly pulling her skirt and underwear back around her hips.<br/><br/>She had to figure out something. She began to search the drawers and finally found a pair of handcuffs. At least these rooms were useful for something. She clicked one side of the handcuff around his wrist and the other to the bedpost securily. She passed a tongue over her upper lip.<br/><br/>Her corset was ruined, split up the middle, exposing her breasts. She would have to do something about that later. She wrapped the two sides of the corset to cover her breasts as she hurried out of the room. She had to shove past drunken humans and vampires alike, receiving odd stares as she fled from the building.<br/><br/>Finally, as she stepped outside, she felt the cool night air against her flesh. She quickly began to run, her boots thudding heavily against the side walk pavement. She needed to get to her apartment and fast. More than likely, she would have to move again, find a new apartment. But first, she had to change and clean up. This would be the second time this night that she had to clean up.<br/><br/>She shuddered at the thought of what had happened within the room in the night club. It was a close call....he had almost captured her for good. She had fought for too long and too hard to let him catch her. But he had...<br/><br/>She pushed the thoughts from her mind, refusing to let herself wallow in self pity. She couldn't feel right now, instead she had to force herself to think. She didn't have time for feeling at the moment, not until she knew she was safe. He wouldn't be out for long and she wouldn't have much time to disappear.<br/><br/>Finally, she made it to her apartment and closed the door behind her, placing the locks in effect. She rushed into her bedroom, quickly stripping herself down. If she had had the time, she would have burned her clothes just out of principle. She quickly moved to the bathroom, turning on the water. Not having time to wait for the water to warm, she stepped under the faucet.<br/><br/>The cold water stung her flesh, causing her skin to riddle itself with goosebumps. She began to clean herself off, wash away the blood and filth. She scrubbed herself hard, trying to feel clean again on a deeper level, but no soap or rag could reach that deep. By the time she was finished, the water had warmed up, but she didn't have the time to enjoy it.<br/><br/>She snatched a towel from the bathroom closet and dried herself as thoroughly as she could before she moved back into the bedroom. She no longer had the urge to wear any sort of skirt, it got in the way and it was...easy access. She shuddered at the thought and pulled on a pair of black leather pants and another fitted black corset, though this one was simple and basic.<br/><br/>She pulled on her boots and laced them quickly before turning to her weapons and rearming herself. Crossing over to the closet, she yanked a black trench coat from a hanger and pulled it on over her shoulders, the sleeves covering the blades that were strapped to her forearms.<br/><br/>Her adrenaline was starting to kick in. It wouldn't be long before Ellon would be looking for her again. Was he already coming for her now? She grabbed a duffel back and began to throw her belongings into it. She couldn't stay here any longer, it wasn't safe.<br/><br/>Suddenly she stopped, halting in her movements. She thought she had heard something. Her muscles tensed and she slid her blade from her forearm and crept towards the bedroom door, pressing herself to the wall. Her breathing was caught within her throat. She was sure that her heart could be heard as it hammered within her chest. Had they found her already? Was it too late?