Hey Guys! Well here it is! the last chapter of The second year code!
What! you say It can't be finished!
Never fear I've already got the third one on the way.
So enjoy this last chapter and please reveiw!
They were in the forest again, this time for real. The thick canopy kept the rain from hitting the mossy floor but made the air cold and moist. Minerva saw everything around her as id in a dream. She felt as if she was someone else walking towards Vlad and having him bend down his teeth glinting white against her neck. She wondered if it would hurt, would she wake up before he killed her? She didn't have enough time to find out as a white wolf plunged through the trees ripping at Vlad's arm. Blood hit her face, surprisingly warm, and she fell back into someone else's arms. The someone had red hair.
"Albus?" she murmured softly reaching up to touch his face. "In the flesh." Albus said eagerly smiling. She noticed he had his wand out, what was happening?
The wolf, she realized that this was Crispin, was losing fast. Blood now dripped from his shoulder and the wolf turned back into a now panting weak boy. Vlad chuckled advancing towards his brother, brushing the tatters of his clothes away. "Oh little brother what's the matter? Were a little weak today." Vlad picked up Crispin by his neck and the younger boy struggled but was too weak to fight back. Albus tried to help but was quickly knocked back by a tiny man and held against a tree.
Vlad smirked. "Did we forget to feed?"
Crispin winced violently his eyes flashing towards Minerva. Minerva's heart pounded in her chest. Crispin's eyes looked hungry.
Vlad noticed his brother's glance and giggled. "You want her don't you little brother? You want her blood, her body, her soul…" the twisted man smiled "Well aren't we greedy."
Albus tried to struggle against his captor screaming out "Crispin don't listen to him he only wants you to kill her for him! Do-!" Albus was cut off by a rather hard blow to the gut causing blood to trickle out of the corners of his mouth. Crispin spat in his brother's face causing Vlad to grimace. "I would never hurt her." Crispin said weakly. "Not even for you."
Vlad smiled his twisted smile, his eyes full of joy. "Oh little brother you know you can't lie to me…" he chuckled happily "You never were a good liar, but let's see how your decision making has changed."
Crispin's eyes widened as he felt himself hit the ground and saw Vlad pick up a frozen Minerva. Minerva cried out as his fingers dug into her neck causing tiny drops of blood to trickle down her neck.
"Come little brother doesn't she call to you?" he waved Minerva like a rag doll. Minerva shut her eyes in silent prayer. She didn't know if Crispin could withstand this much blood for much longer.
Suddenly she heard Crispin growl low in his chest, a sound somewhere between sobs and animalistic need. Her heart stopped and her eyes clamped shut bracing herself when she heard to soft words fall from his lips.
"I'm sorry…"
The world faded to black, the rain and Vlad's laughter the only sound louder than her screams.
Death. Minerva felt herself in the cold clutches of death. She wondered what her parents would say. What would they tell her sister? Would they even know the truth?
Crispin.
What would happen to him? Maybe in Heaven (Would she even go there?) she would be able to check. Death was moving now and warms drops fell upon her cheeks. She could feel death breathing…wait. Death can't breathe.
Minerva opened her eyes to bright sunlight glittering off the wet leaves of the trees. A warm breeze wafted past her and the dappled light fell upon her face. Birds were singing and she could her life pulsing through the forest. The storm had passed, Vlad was gone, and Crispin held her to his chest crying blood red tears. "Oh God! Oh God what did I do?! Minerva!" he sobbed into her. She noticed his mouth was stained with blood.
"Crispin what did you do?" Albus's voice sounded hoarse.
"I didn't mean to…I l…lost….Oh God Minerva!" Crispin sobbed.
Minerva wondered why they hadn't noticed that she had awoken yet. Then she realized that her face was covered in blood. Her own Blood. She ripped herself out of Crispin's arms and scurried away from him, feeling violated. She couldn't believe that he gave in so easily!
Crispin looked both hurt and relieved by her action.
"What did you do to me?!" she cried.
Crispin looked like he had been slapped in the face. He bit his lip and lowered his eyes to stare at the ground.
"I broke the Code…" he murmured and Minerva's heart began to thunder in her chest.
"You drank my blood." she said quietly acknowledging that fact.
Crispin was again overcome with sobs. "Why couldn't Vlad had killed me when he had the chance!" he cried holding his head in his hands "I wouldn't have done this…"
Minerva stared at the broken boy in front of her.
He seemed so fragile, breakable, and she felt that if she touched him he would shatter. Albus who was leaning against a tree, a large gash in his forehead and blood at the corners of his lips, met her eyes. His brief glance told her all that she needed to know.
Crispin had not meant to hurt her and she should not be angry.
Slowly she moved, reaching for Crispin. Her fingers brushed his shoulder and he looked up at the sudden touch. "Minerva…" he stuttered softly before his eyes grew wide.
Bats flooded the forest blocking the sight of both Minerva and Albus. Minerva could feel Crispin's shoulder be torn out of her light grip and she cried out.
The bats were gone as quickly as they had come and so was Crispin. Both children stared at the place where Crispin had once knelt sobbing. Shock filled their faces and they were silent with fear for their friend.
They knew what was going to happen to him now.
Crispin was going to be tried and convicted.
He was going to die.
Will Crispin Live to tell his friends an important secret? Will Minerva Choose Albus or Crispin? And Who is this Arianna and why does Bane trust her so? Will the trio ever go back to Hogwarts? Find out in the next installment of The originals! The Originals:The third choice!
