Chapter 8: Let The Secret Come Out
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Valentine came out of the bushes, running towards Lucian & Angelanna to kill Lucian with the silver dagger he had in his hands.
But he was stopped, by that Warlock, 2 Vampires and a Werewolf.
"Nice from you to join us, Valentine." Lucian said, having his paws still around Angelanna.
"Get your dirty paws off of my son's future wife!" Valentine demanded.
"Your son's wife? Oh, no Valentine." Lucian said with an 'evil' grin. "This Angel is mine, and I'm not planning to share her with another man."
The Werewolf tied Valentine's hands together with rope, tight and with dubble knots.
"She can't be yours, she's an Angel, a being from Heaven itself! You're a creature of Hell, a dirty Werewolf! Heaven & Hell together is nothing but war!" Valentine disagreed.
"I think it's time to let people know our secret." Lucian said, his eyes focused on Valentine. He moved his right paw up to Angelanna's shoulder, cutting the satin fabric with his nails. The pieces fell apart, showing a round red line of teeth marks, teeth marks that matched Lucian's jaws.
"No…. that can't be true!" Valentine yelled, not wanting to believe what he saw.
"I told you, Valentine." Lucian said, his eyes flashing yellow. "She's mine, mine forever."
Angelanna moved her angelic hands from Lucian's chest to Lucian's neck, making him almost moan.
Lucian did close his eyes at the movement as he enjoyed, but quickly opened his yellow Werewolf eyes again. "Put him in jail." he said with a demonic tone. "In a Shadowhunter-proof one."
"Yes Master." the Werewolf behind Valentine said and dragged Valentine deeper into the woods.
Valentine looked back, catching Angelanna kiss Lucian. It made him sick. He got dragged deep into the woods, towards a hole in the ground.
A female Werewolf climbed out of the hole. "This is our next prisoner?" she asked.
"Yes. He must be put in a Shadowhunter-proof cell." the male Werewolf replied.
Valentine knew he couldn't escape as the woman threw him over her shoulder.
Werewolves were strong, man or woman, they all could carry him like he was just a bag of potatoes.
The woman climbed down the hole again, with Valentine over her shoulder.
The place he came in was all dark, there was no light, except for candlelight. Vampires were guarding the doors and in other rooms, Fairies were making…. metal? Or was it silver? Valentine couldn't see it clearly.
The Werewolf woman threw him in a dark cell, undone from all his weapons. She also cut the rope and quickly closed the door. The Werewolf woman took his weapons, except for the silver ones, those were carried away by a Fairy.
Valentine looked around in his cell. There was a simply constructed iron bed, a simple wooden nightstand, a simple wooden table and a simple wooden chair. It was all lighted up with an oil lamp and a few candles "Great. This is absolutely great." Valentine murmered. "I'll never get out of here." then he spotted a hole in the wall. Valentine looked to the door, seeing no one standing there. He kneeled down and looked into the hole, it was small, but big enough for him to get through. Valentine crawled through the hole, not knowing where he was lead to.
Then he came in a bigger room. The room was richly painted with pink flowers and purple butterflies on the walls and the 3 beds were made of gold-looking material and on the matrasses lied pink covers. This room was a children's room for girls.
Valentine walked closer to the beds, seeing names on the heads of the beds. On the most richly decorated one, which stood far from the door, stood the name Rosanne Gretel Graymark, the one in the middle had a more silverish frame and belonged to a girl named Lilyanna Angela Graymark, and the one closest to the door, made of silverish iron-looking material, stood the name Lucas Alaric Graymark.
'Three Graymark children.' Valentine thought as he had read the names. 'All Lucian's.' He quickly went to the oaken door and opened it, revealing a big room where daylight fell in via the open roof.
Valentine came in a big complex of apartments, rooms & kitchens.
All the people who were walking around in the complex were well-dressed, probably Downworlder nobles or something like that.
Valentine leaned forward over the railing to see what was going on in the open space, where a big green oak stood.
Lucian was there, dressed up in sky blue royal robes, his hair tidy in style. Next to him stood 2 women, Angelanna and an unknown Werewolf woman. Angelanna wore a white mermaid dress with sparkles, her white blonde hair plugged on top of her head and diverse silver-looking jewelry. The other woman wore orange-red robes, her brown hair braided down her left shoulder and no jewelry anywhere. The children he saw earlier stood between Angelanna and the unknown Werewolf woman, looking at their father.
Then Lucian spoke: "Today, the all of us can be free again. We can socialize within Alicante and safely live without the fear of being hunted down." There was loud applause from the crowd, existing out of Downworlder species, the Vampires standing out of the sunlight. But some of the people in the crowd were Shadowhunters.
Valentine was shocked when he saw his own children in the front, standing near a Warlock and a young Vampire who could bear Daylight. He also spotted the Lightwood children, all 3 of them, the Herondale boy and the Wayland coward.
"And because of this special happening," Lucian spoke again. "I announce the upcoming wedding of my adopted daughter Angela with the High Warlock of Brooklyn, Magnus Bane."
The people cheered and the supposed Warlock Magnus Bane, who stood in the front near the Morgenstern children, came forward.
Angelanna laid her hand in Lucian's as the Warlock approached them.
"Lord Graymark, I am honored you're accepting my love for Angie." the Warlock said. "I will give her the live she deserves, you won't have to worry."
Valentine's eyes wided, Angie was her uncle's adopted daughter? No wonder she had such knowledge of Downworlders and how to encounter them without getting attacked, Angie was Angela Jennifer Graymark, the One True Leader of the Downworlder Rebellion and his worst enemy.
She had lived in Alicante all those years, and no one ever questioned her about her beliefs since she was quite to herself and not very open. Now Valentine knew enough.
But he had to escape first, fleeing the Downworlders Lair to get back to Alicante before Angie would do with the Downworlders to take over the city.
Valentine turned to see a door and ran to it soundlessly.
The door lead to a staircase, which went both up and down. Valentine choose going up.
He saw the sun again and sprinted through the woods, hoping he would find the way back to Alicante and warn his Clave.
But he would never have guessed what power Angie truly held.
How was this chap?
Sorry for the late update, I had some trouble with writing.
- Gryffindorgirl746
