Just a quick chapter for all of you Tiger fans out there:) Who's seen the cover of this book? Pretty amazing, huh? So, i wanna know who you think is better... Kishan or Ren? I like Kishan, but whatever...:)
Fanindra POV
She slithered through the intricate halls, turning this way and that, following her instincts that would lead her to him.
Lokesh. The name made her mad. Angry. Ready to kill.
But she would not. Kelsey said to bait Lokesh, not kill him. Maybe she could kill him afterwards.
The huge symmetrical doors made her believe she was near his chambers. With just enough space between the bottom of the door and the floor. Inside of the room, which was quite impressive, Fanindra saw Lokesh whipping Roger.
Fanindra had grown to like Roger, after having known him for a few days. He reminded her so much of someone though, a smart person. What was his name? She wasn't good with names.
For most of her existence, she had only needed to know of Durga, but now, she knew of Kelsey, he master. There were two tigers, named Dhiren and Kishan. There was this monster, Lokesh. And there was Roger, who had gone by another name.
What was his name?
And why was he being whipped?
"You stupid creature!" spat Lokesh. "I thought turning you into a panda might help you get better sense, but apparently, I was mistaken greatly!" With every word, the whip came down hard against the Roger's black and white fur, leaving bloody imprints in his flesh.
A snakeskin whip.
Rage boiled through Fanindra again, and she made her way over to Lokesh, silently. He would never see her. One bite, and he'd be gone, blood leaking out.
But Kelsey was dying in her room, and it was her duty to protect her master.
So, she went to Lokesh and spiraled up his leg. He looked down at her. First, with shock. Then, with blinding anger.
"Insufferable snake! Get off!" He smacked at her, but she did not move. He then picked her up with her head and tossed her across the room, at the door through which she had entered.
Normally, with this violence, she and other snakes would be expected to go back and hurt the opponent. But she was only bait. So she moved around in circles, a confused gesture.
Lokesh caught on. "What are you trying to tell me, reptile?"
She kept slithering.
He moved towards her, almost stealth-like, but with loads of obvious caution. As he neared, she went outside the door again.
The great doors opened, and the evil man stepped out. His head whirled around, looking for her, but she was hidden where he would not find her.
She watched as he sniffed the air, and his eyes widened. "Kelsey," he breathed, and ran down the hallway. But Fanindra was already one step ahead.
Kelsey POV
"HELP!" I shrieked, pounding on my door, trying to get someone's attention. Preferably Lokesh's.
I needed to be convincing. I needed him to find me. But mostly, I needed to get out of my room.
I never thought that I might die from a fire, but now, it seemed like a very likely possibility. I was choking on smoke.
For one second, I quit banging on the door, but only to run to the bathroom. I kept the door open o that the fire wouldn't create a barrier that I would not be able to break. But then it occurred to me that if I kept the door open, the fire could easily come inside the bathroom and burn me to death.
Oh well, too late now.
I coughed up ash and smoke as I grabbed a towel from the rack, then soaked it in water. Once it was completely wet, I put it around my face and knotted it behind me head.
The fire was still burning hard and bright. I would die from it soon. To think I had created this…
I went back to pounding on the door. "Please!" I gasped through my mask.
My pounding got slower, my eyes started to shut. My hair was plastered to my head with sweat, and my clothes were singed everywhere. The fire was coursing through my body and all around it.
"My Queen!" yelled a voice from the other side of the door. Lokesh! Thank God.
"Help!" I screamed back at him.
I could hear him fumbling with the keys from the other side, and I found something really weird. He was actually trying to save my life.
Fanindra was then on my arm again. "Thank you," I whispered.
I backed away from the door, and I heard something crash behind me. I screamed as fire engulfed me, but I rolled out of the way.
And then the door opened, and Lokesh stepped into the room, one arm over his face, trying to block off smoke.
He rushed to my side, his robes billowing. He grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me. "Are you alright?" he asked.
I couldn't talk any longer, so I nodded, tears streaking my face. My tongue felt like a sausage, huge a foreign in my mouth. He pulled me to my feet, and with every bit of energy I had left in my body, I punch him in the face.
He tumbled backwards and fell over into the fire. I didn't look back when I heard his screams, or calls for assistance. I ran because my life depended on it.
I would keep running no matter what. I would never stop.
Yay! Running! Yippee!
So, my goal for this story is to reach 100 reviews... i know. Crazy dreams, girl. But i would love to!...
So please review all of the chapters, not just one. It would mean a whole lot! And please check out my other stories. I just ended my one for Maximum Ride...:)