Captivated (31 page)

“Is there any way out of the basement to the outside?” I harshly interrupted.

“There’s a window in one of the rooms, but that’s it.” The vampire said.

“How many are there?” I asked.

“There’s the five that stayed home to wait for us. How many did you kill again?” The vampire asked.

“Three escaped.” I said coldly.

He cleared his throat. “So that’s eight. Wait. Do I count myself?” He asked.

“Not unless you want to be one of the nine that dies.” I dared.

“Eight! There’s definitely and only eight.” He paused. “Can you not kill one of them? The girl with the long black hair? Crystal.” He asked. I could tell by the look on his pathetic face that he was scared for her.

“If you lead me to Lina. I won’t kill the female. Just make sure to keep her out of my way.” I tugged on the vampire’s chain to make sure I had its complete attention. “If you dare trick me. Your witch will be my target.” I warned.

“Deal. No tricks.” He assured me and exaggeratedly shook his head in agreement.

The vampire took the blanket off and left the glasses on. When his skin made contact with the shade, small amounts of smoke rose off his skin. I removed the chain from its neck and tucked the chain in a bush next to me. The vampire jerked its head toward the house and we were off. We ducked behind tree after tree until we reached the front steps to the door. It looked like the double doors to a castle. The thing signaled me to follow him to a window. I started to smell the burning scent of its skin. The shade really wasn’t enough for them. The vampire cracked the window and peeked through it. Then the thing opened it and pulled itself in. I pulled myself up to the window and made sure the room was secure. Then I followed behind.

I’d never seen a bathroom so elegant. It looked like something out of a five star hotel. Everything was spotless. The thing shut the window behind us and the room became dark. The house was already covered by the shade of the trees and the dark windows letting in only a miniscule fraction of light.

“I can hear someone.” The thing poked its ear out to get a better read on what he was listening to. “There’s someone sitting in the hallway. There’s always one of us out there on patrol. He’s on the left side in a squeaky chair.”

I felt around my chest and took out a dart. My aim was good, but I never tried it out in the dark. A training method I’d have to start practicing after this was over. Carefully I opened the door. I didn’t stick my head out yet. Vampires could see in the dark, I didn’t know how clearly. In a split second, he was already at the door. Immediately I stabbed him in the gut with the dart.

“That’s not going to do anything.” The vampire helping me whispered. Then as he finished saying that, the vampire I had just stabbed dropped to the ground.

“Holy water.” I informed.

“That kills us?” He asked softly.

“No. It paralyzes you temporarily.” I added. Then I took my knife out and sliced his neck. “This kills your kind.” A poof of lighted ashes took over the body. It looked like fireworks in the middle of the night. One vampire down. I grabbed the clothes left behind by the ashes and threw them in the bathtub. The hallways weren’t as dark as the bathroom. There were night lights spaced every so often. I didn’t hear any noises. I didn’t believe there were anymore vamps on that floor.

“Some of us sleep during the day out of boredom.” The thing whispered. “The rest are most likely guarding her.”

“To the basement.” I ordered as quietly as I could.

“You’ll be able to see better down there. There are dim lights everywhere. It takes some energy out of us to be able to focus in complete darkness. It’s more comfortable when it’s dim.” He whispered.

“Will they smell me?” I asked. It was better to be ready if I couldn’t sneak around.

“Not unless you have an open cut.” The vampire whispered.

We reached the fridge. It was like having the front of a fridge as a door. After opening it, it was a normal entrance. There was a hallway that led to a stairway. We quietly tip toed to the stairway. I heard voices, but above all, I heard Lina. She was screaming. She was alive. The opening to the stairway was huge. I saw the vamps walking around. Not knowing that death was upon them. The one with the black hair crossed. She was skinny and had big eyes with a chest that couldn’t be real. I remembered how difficult it was getting her to let loose of me. Right when I was about to slash her, she was pulled away by the other two.

“That’s her.” Whispered the excited vampire next to me. “She’s alive!”

“Just remember our deal.” I told him.

“I’ll keep her away. We’ll flee when I get to her. I promise. You’ll never see me again.” he smiled while staring at her.

“How many rooms are down there?” I controlled my breathing. The adrenaline was surging through me. The time was here. I was going to kill them all.

“There’s a huge room at the very end. A hallway leads to it. The two rooms before it are small. There’s a cage in the big room. She’s most likely in it.” The vampire added quietly.

A pale figure crossed the entrance. He was pacing. This figure didn’t have stylish hair like the others. His head was buzzed. This guy was bigger than me by far, especially his arms. A flash back hit me with a painful blow. The bloody arm I had seen when I was just a kid appeared in my head. My parent’s blood was on that same arm. The blind rage took over me.

Darcel. I found him.

Y
ears ago, after I found my parents dead, a large man approached me offering me something I didn’t care to understand. I just accepted it if it meant revenge.

“I am Waldron. Consider me somewhat of a mentor; I was your fathers for many years.” Waldron stood a few feet away from me. He began rolling his sleeves up over his massive forearms. The skin lying under was like a bronzed copper. A combination I didn’t know existed. From the details of his face, I thought he might have been African American, but his skin was different.

When Waldron mentioned my father, I glared up at him. “Who did this? Why?” I froze, the strange man that grinned at me down the street passed through my head. I remembered the blood splatter on his arm and I realized, he was the one who murdered them. Rage burned through my eyes because I had been face to face with him after it happened. “He was there, in front of me.” I clenched my teeth together and squeezed my fists so hard they were losing circulation, “And I did nothing!”

“Calm yourself. I need you to relax.” All of a sudden, Waldron’s eyes were glowing blue. He was focusing right on my face, my head…my brain. His body was stiff. I looked down at his hands, they were also glowing. Then, blue flame like figures appeared, dancing in his palms. The glow on his eyes grew brighter.

“What the hell are you doing?” I jumped to my feet.

“SIT DOWN.” Waldron’s voice commanded. I did what I was told, only because I didn’t know what else to do.

Waldron raised his hands from his side and stuck them out in front of him. He approached me with his hands leveled with my head and clasped them to my temple.

“This is going to sting,” Waldron warned.

The glowing flames on his hands formed around my head, but they did not burn. Waldron gripped my head tightly and closed his eyes. The flames spread out away from my head, then quickly formed back together and slammed against it. I felt the flames trying to get in through my skin. The pain was immense. It was as if the flames were tearing my skin, slicing through it frantically like a crazed cat. I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t run away because of Waldron’s strong grip on my head. He was holding me down without a single movement. This large man had become a flaming statue.

The flames sliced through my skin and started drilling at my skull. There wasn’t a spot on my skull where I didn’t feel the agonizing pain. I tried to rip away the hands that were clasped to my head like a vise, but they wouldn’t move an inch. The flames were trying to get into my head; the ones that hadn’t passed the skin were still slicing through it.

I couldn’t breathe; the pain was so immense that my body was only trying to survive the torture. The flames got through my skull, immediately stabbing at my brain and the bolts of flames were tearing through it. With all the strength I had left, I picked my body up by grabbing onto his outstretched arms and lifted my feet up aiming for Waldron’s torso. I reeled back my legs then lunged my feet at him with no success. Then I aimed for his thighs, but it was as if I were kicking a statue. My legs got weak and dropped back to the ground. I swore my skin was being peeled of slowly, making sure that I felt as much pain as a person could possibly withstand. Even the drilling through my skull slowed down. The stabbing at my brain was the worst, it was being brutally torn apart. Once the flames got to the center of my brain, they swirled around and shot down the muscles along my spine. The flames spread out into every muscle they came across digging their way and sinking in. The agonizing torture that was being bestowed on me was sure to be killing me, but I wouldn’t die.

The flames slowly disappeared and the blue hue that was surrounding Waldron was leaving him. It crept up his legs, up his torso, and through his hands. It surrounded my head and slowly crept into the openings of my skin and through the holes in my skull. This glow didn’t hurt me, it was just cold. It went into the tears of my brain and spread out through every muscle of my body. Even though this glow was cold, it didn’t take away any of the pain. The cold just past through leaving the agony behind and sunk into my muscles from head to toe. It was finally over.

Waldron released his grip on my head and my near lifeless body dropped to the floor. I laid on my back and couldn’t move any part of my body. The shock to my brain and body left them throbbing like a migraine. My eyes were closing. I couldn’t keep them open because I didn’t have the strength to.

Waldron stood still for a moment. He was stiff with his arms to the side. His stone body turned back to normal and his light blue eyes turned back to their dark brown color. He slowly walked up to me lying still on the floor. My eyes were halfway open staring up into nothing and my skin was pale.

“Isolation is the key to your survival. You must never get close to anyone. You must not let anyone get close to you. Your enemy will know who you are so always keep guard,” Waldron warned. I closed my eyes during Waldron’s warnings, I still heard him talking until I was completely out.

I never saw him again after that night. Waldron had given me the power to have my revenge. That was all I wanted and needed. I shut everyone out of my life. Even my Lina. Ever since then, I had loved her. I should have kept my distance. I should have kept her safe. Now she was at the hands of this soulless killer. I would not allow her to die at his hands.
SHE WILL NOT DIE!!

Venom spurred throughout my body. It was charging me with the rage of a thousand crazed bulls. I found it hard to keep my composure. I had to charge at him. I had to give him everything I had before my fury destroyed me. I scanned around the dim downstairs. From what I could see, only three vampires were at the bottom of the stairs. Darcel was now out of sight. The thing next to me was trembling. He sensed my rage. Just as animals sensed fear. Now was the time. Take it or leave it. I pulled out two darts. Quickly, I shot at the two demons below me. When they dropped, I had to strike quickly. Because when their bodies crashed to the floor, all the vampires would hear. Then it began.

They dropped side by side. Their eyes were staring in horror at the site of me. Paralyzed in every part of their bodies, all they could do was stare at the monster flying down the stairs at them. I pulled out two knifes from my vest and leaped landing in between them. In one clean motion, I slashed their necks at the same time. The flying flames scattered in the air. What was left of the vampires floated down to the ground. Straight ahead, I saw a huge vampire coming at me. He came charging at me and bashed me against the wall. He pushed against me and the wall, crushing me. Any longer and my bones would start to crack. I still had a knife in each hand. I stabbed at his sides repeatedly, ignoring the fact that I was getting the air pushed out of me. The vampire rhino stumbled back, just enough for me to slip out from under his reach. The crimson blood was spewing out of his sides running down his legs. The one knife I was able to yank back out of him was dripping with blood. I gripped onto it tighter so it wouldn’t slip out of my hand. The vampire was trying to take out one of the knives I left in his stomach. Before he could pull it out I ran up to him and stabbed him in the thigh. I felt a light one jump on my back and dig its claws into my face. A familiar feeling. The one with the black hair did the same to me the night of the attack. I tried to shake her off. Where was the demon helper anyway? I grabbed a handful of her long hair and tossed her at the stumbling rhino. They both fell to the ground. That’s when the demon helper grabbed her and tried to pull her away.