His smoldering eyes glared at me, I did nothing to look away. His perfect face was a reflection of his curse; his ember eyes blazed with such rage. I stepped back, the castle's arch behind me, only a few more moments and I'd be somewhere where he -nor the others- could follow.
Not until sundown, that gave me a few hours head start; I would catch a plane and then confuse my scent with anything and everything I could find. They'd never catch me; I was too smart for them, they were quick but, I'd learnt their weaknesses. Sunlight was one of them and Doom knew what I was doing.
I stepped back again, my plain black dress dragged along the ground, covering my bare, bloody feet. The stone floor was harshly cold and jagged so much that it cut into my skin, my blood was seeping through those cuts and Ash's eyes were beginning to change. Now his stare was hungry, but, he'd never hurt me; I gripped the vial in my hand, the light blue gas-like substance was all I needed, then I was free.
My soul was back in my possession but not in my body. I stepped back one last time, the rising sun was still hidden but it was beaming taunting behind me, about to seep into the castles windows that would be locked down by the others trapped here.
"Please," Ash pleaded his voice helpless. His beautiful face looked at me, his perfect porcelain face held no flaws, not even to vampire eyes. He truly was too perfect and that hurt me, the words slipped out.
"Burn in hell" then I stepped back and the ground vanished from under me, I was falling.
The waster below rushed up to meet me until I landed with an explosion of water, the vial still tightly in my grasp; the dress was too heavy.
I was drowning.
I began tearing furiously at the material until it pulled away, leaving only the strapless body suit. I kicked hurriedly, my lungs screaming for air as I surfaced, taking in deep breathes that my lungs longed for.
I swam to the shore quickly, not stopping as I threw myself into a run. The dead trees scraped at my bare arms, legs and face; my midnight hair lashed at my light blue eyes violently, as if it wanted me to stay back at the castle.
I pushed harder, this was the end; a cliff was coming up. I ran faster, hoping the momentum would help me over the long drop.
It gained on me.
As my foot hit the ledge, I used everything I had and threw myself over the edge and extended my hand, hoping to catch the opposite edge.