Malevolence - Legacy Series Book Two (The Legacy Series) (31 page)

Chapter 37. Cell

“
But we must make preparations for winter, or else we shall suffer from Hunger,” said the cat, “and you, little mouse, cannot venture out everywhere, or in the end you will be caught in a trap.” Cat and Mouse in Partnership ~ Grimm’s Household Tales

PRU

           
The
Kardashian
wannabe’s walked me through an office of some sorts and through yet another secret passage.
 
The room held a jail cell fully equipped with a toilet and bunk beds.
 
Video cameras were everywhere.
 
The ones aimed at me, followed me around the room.
  
The big burly vampire guard had on gloves as he opened the iron cell door.
 
I kept sending out messages in hopes the drug had worn off, to no avail.
 
In a moment of brilliance I remembered how Abel could hear human thoughts and bingo, it worked.
 
Awesome, now Gus wouldn’t try to find me himself.
 
I sat down on the floor in an attempt of meditating to reach Quinney.
 
No matter how hard I concentrated, I couldn’t relax.
 

           
After a few minutes I tried with everything in me to reach Oakley, but it still wouldn’t work.
 
I heard a lot of noise going on outside the room.
 
The grunts and groans sounded familiar, too familiar.
 
Oh no, not Gus.
 
Damn, I had hoped Abel would get to him in time.

           
“Gus!
 
I’m okay!
 
I’m FINE!”
 
I yelled at the top of my lungs.

           
I heard a loud thud against the door to the room and then I heard it again, but this time louder.
 
I heard a few four letter words and the screams of one of the Things.
 
The door flew open barely attached to its frame.

           
Gus was pushed from behind into the room.
 
Thing Two came at him with her hands out as if to choke him.
 
He grabbed her and threw her across the room into the concrete wall.
 
She was screaming in French and she was ten sides to mad.
 
She ran at him again with a pure rage filled attack.
 
I watched as he grabbed her and held her against the bars spread eagle.
 
In an instant, I knew exactly what to do.
 
I pulled the stake from my sleeve and as I snuck up from behind, I rammed the stake through her back.
 
The gurgling sound from her mouth let me know I hit the target.
 
As she fell to disintegration I saw the look of hope come from Gus’ face.

           
“Pru, you’re okay.
 
Give me a minute to find the key and I’ll get you out.”
 
He bent over to sift through the ashes on the floor for the key.

           
Before I could warn him, a vampire kicked him so hard, his head smashed into the bars.
 
The vampire picked him up off of the floor and slammed him into the wall.
 
Gus was unconscious and still grunting at each blow.

           
“STOP!
 
You’re killing him!”
 
I yelled.

           
“I have no orders to keep him alive, bitch!”
 
The vampire hissed.
 
“Since you want him so bad, maybe you can save him.”
 
He unlocked the cell and with his gloved hand he held the door open as he kicked Gus into the room.
 
Slamming the door shut he turned to laugh at me.
 
“Does he need a little bandage, princess?”

           
I took my final stake and flung it at him as hard as I could, perfectly aimed, it rammed through his heart.

           
I dropped to the floor, bending over to check for a pulse.
 
He wasn’t breathing so I started with rescue breaths.
 
Starting CPR I knew it was risky with the crushing type of blows he had just had.

           
“Gus, don’t die, please don’t die.”
 
I said as I pumped on his heart.
 
“Please, I need you.
 
The pack needs you.”
 
I pumped and pumped.
 
I checked his pulse again, nothing.
 
I sat on the floor and put his head in my lap.
 
“Gus, please stay with me,” I begged as I stroked his face.
 
“I haven’t had a chance to thank you for escorting me around Paris.
 
Do you have any idea how much you’ve taught us?
 
Come on, please.”
 
I bent my head over and tears poured from my eyes, they dripped onto his face and ran off as if they were his own.
 
“Gus, listen, you can’t die.
 
Remember, we all agreed we’d go back together.”
 
I stroked his hair, I’d never touched it before and now it was all I wanted to do.
 

           
His eyes opened and he looked at me and I saw his chest rise slightly with breath. “Pru?” He whispered and I saw blood trickle out the side of his mouth.

           
“I’m here, I’m not leaving you.
 
I knew those bastards couldn’t kill my mighty warrior wolf.”

           
“Pru, did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?”
 
He asked softly.

           
I shook my head no.
 
“Don’t talk like that.” I said.

           
“You’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever known.
 
Take care of your mom, she’s a good woman” he sputtered.
 
A tear fell from his eye.
 
“It hurts, man he kicked the shit out of me.”

           
“It’s going to be okay.
 
I’ll fix this, I will.
 
Please don’t die,” I sobbed.
 
“Rest Gus, just rest okay.”

           
“Bye Pru, I always wondered what it would have been like to kiss you.
 
I guess I’ll never know.” His eyes went blank and his head fell to the side.

           
“NO! NO!
 
Gus, no, I’ll kiss you every day, don’t die, please,” I pleaded.
 
Nothing happened; his blank look would haunt me forever.

           
I bent over and kissed him, in my mind I was hoping it was like a fairytale.
 
A happy ending all through the magic of a kiss; but it wasn’t.

           
The pain was like no other, not even like what I felt for my dad.
 
This man died because of
me
.
 
He tried to protect me and he died.
 
I would never have a bodyguard again.
 
Never!
 
I could never go through that again.
 
In a special way, I loved him, and now he was dead.
 
I sat on the floor with his head cradled in my lap, it felt like hours but I knew it wasn’t.

           
A cacophony of yelling rumbled me out of my trance.
 
I needed to move Gus out of the way.
 
I put my arms underneath his armpits and pulled him across the room.
 
Grabbing the blanket off the bunk I covered him; I didn’t want the vampires near him.
 
I knew their stupid cameras saw everything, I didn’t care.
 
Those vile creatures would pay; a certainty I’d follow through with.

           
“
Pru, we’re here.
 
I’ve been trying to find Gus but I can’t.
 
Pascale said he is taking us to you and we’ll handle it from there,”
Abel’s voice was a welcomed sound.

           
“He’s with me, just get here and get me out of this place.
 
Be careful, there is a psycho vampire chick that is a little ticked off about her sister’s death.”

Chapter 38. Fear

“The wife of a rich man fell sick, and as she felt that her end was drawing near, she called her only daughter to her bedside and said, dear child, be good and pious, and then the good God will always protect you, and I will look down on you from heaven and be near you.”
 
Cinderella ~ Grimm’s Household Tales

ABEL

           
The ride over to the museum was anything but easy.
 
I wished I knew where those tunnels were, it would’ve been easier to follow her scent.
 
We managed to make every light and only one pedestrian ran for cover.
 
Mom and Dad where with Parker and Patrick trying to talk Allie into leaving.
 
The text I got from Parker said it wasn’t going very well.
 

           
A very tall and very old looking person opened up the door as we approached.
 
I couldn’t tell if he was one of them or not.
 
Other than being tall, he didn’t have eyebrows.
 
Strange.

           
I sent out a mental message to Pru and felt relieved when she replied.
 
Okay everyone, play it cool.
 
They’ve got Pru and Gus and we have Allie.
 
We’ll try to spare the vampires until they’re released.

           
Tall guy took us through a series of mazes and hidden doors until I was certain we were no longer technically on the museum property.
 
Through the last doors we came upon Pascale.

           
“Look at that,” Pascale said looking at his watch.
 
“Five minutes to spare.
 
I guess she’ll get to keep her extremities.
 
She’s a wild child, that Pru.
 
Where is my queen, I don’t feel her in the building.”

           
“Allie is safe, she is with our parents.
 
You have my word that she is safe, and if she chooses to be with you, so be it,” I said.
 
Looking at him, I wondered if he had a playful side to him.
 
Allie loved playing jokes on people, I wondered if she still did.
 
Pascale had obviously made himself more comfortable since we saw him at the restaurant.
 
He had shed his suit jacket and rolled up the sleeves to his dress shirt.
 
I wouldn’t have been comfortable always dressed up like he was.
 
My jeans and t-shirts where my suit and tie.

           
“You little prick; my queen will return to me, I assure you.
 
I always win,” Pascale said as he turned his back to me.

           
My skin started to itch and my stomach started to burn, crap, I was about to shift. My malevolence towards Pascale increased ten-fold.
 
I felt that I was covered in beads of sweat and tried as hard as I could to keep my composure.

           
 
“Why would you expose what we’ve hidden for centuries?
 
It is ridiculous for you to think that humans will accept you with open arms.
 
You’re foolish to even fantasize about it,” Oakley said in his Oklahoma drawl.

           
Dolly stomped her cowboy boot clad foot on the floor to get attention.
 
“Allie will not be returned as a vampire.
 
We’ve found the antidote and intend to use it; unless of course you agree that you will not go public with anyone’s secret.
  
Allie has proven to us that she is a dedicated servant to you but she misses her family.”