(A/N) Yay, New Chapter! I posted two yesterday, so if you haven't read chapter nine, this will not make sense! Also, I wanted to clarify something.
Darren is 14, or at least, he looks 14.
Evra is 16 and a half. It's important.
My brain, my heart, and my blood froze right where it was. The world blurred in front of me, and I swayed on my feet. My breath hitched and I nearly choked myself before regaining control of my body.
"Why?" I finally managed to croak out.
"Because you killed one of their own. That's a death sentence." Gavner looked grave, and sorrowful.
"But, they were going to kill him!" I protested. I looked at Evra, who was standing stoned faced next to me. I could tell that he didn't really understand what was going on, but then again, neither did I.
"No." Gavner said. "They were only going to kill him if he continued to be reckless. You killed him before they had the chance to judge, therefore you're guilty."
Well, that explanation sucked. "So, why are you here? Mr. Crepsley said that if they found out we killed him, the generals wouldn't help us."
"They won't. Larten is an old friend, my best friend. I'm not supposed to, but I couldn't just let them kill him. Or you, for that matter." Gavner explained, turning his eyes back to the injured Mr. Crepsley. I followed his gaze, and had a terrible realization. Mr. Crepsley couldn't flee from the vampaneze like that. He couldn't even stay awake for more than two minutes without blacking out, he was still bleeding, and his ribcage had just turned a revolting shade of black.
"How long till they come after us?" I asked, scared of his answer. If they already knew that we killed him, we had until probably tonight before they came for us. We had to leave now.
"Tonight." He confirmed what I already knew.
"Then we have to leave right now, why there sleeping." I said urgently. Gavner looked at me thoughtfully.
"It's daylight Darren, me and Larten will burn up in a few hours. We can't run from here." I realized he was right, and then I got an idea.
"I got it. Pack up any weapons from here you can find, me and Evra will be right back. Okay?" He gave me and weird look but listened to my instructions and strapped the knives Debbie had left to his belt. I pulled Evra out of the door, shutting it quietly behind me, making sure I didn't make any noise.
"We have to get into one of these rooms." I whispered. Then started down the hall, pressing my ears to each of the doors, listening for deep breathing. Finally, at the end of the hallway, I heard a man snoring loudly. Using my fingernails, I quickly picked the lock, and we stepped into the dark room.
"Make sure he doesn't wake up." I told Evra, and then stepped deeper into the room. I looked around for his stuff and found his suitcase on the far wall. Walking over to it, I unzipped the front pocket. Feeling around my hand landed on his car keys. I pulled them out, success!
I walked back over to Evra. I felt bad about taking the guys car, but hopefully he had insurance and could get a new one. If we died, we couldn't get a new us, so the guilt disappeared. Walking back out of the room, leaving the man snoring, we headed down towards the room.
Before we got there, I pulled Evra's arm towards the elevators at the end of the hall. "Were going to the gift shop." I explained. He looked confused, but got in the elevator with me.
We passed the desk clerk, it was five in the morning, and he had his head laid down on the desk. We walked passed him quietly anyway and moved around the desk towards the small gift shop at the end of the lobby. It was dark and didn't open till nine O'clock. I breathed out a sigh of relief, before flicking the lock open with my long fingernails. It sprang open and me and Evra stepped inside.
It took my eyes a minute to get adjusted to the dim light, but they got used to it in a matter of seconds. Looking around I saw everything from decorative postcards to shot glasses. I went straight to the rack of embroidered backpacks, and pulled off four. One for each of us. Then I went to the T-Shirts, they were bright orange with the city name and the hotel on the front.
I got three of the biggest ones they had. They would give me, Gavner and Mr. Crepsley some protection form the sun. Then I grabbed an extra for each of us and put one of each in the backpacks that Evra was holding open. As an afterthought, I grabbed some oversized orange foodies. These things were expensive, but I really didn't care. They could replace them, and sell those.
"Evra, what kind of food do they have in here?" I didn't figure we were going to be able to order take out while running from vampaneze, it was a good idea to prepare for the worst.
"They have a lot of snack food." He pointed to a large counter by the checkout counter. Walking over to it, I smiled. It was full of junk food like chocolate and chips. I filled an entire suitcase with at least twelve different kinds of chocolate bars. We had chips, mints, Nerds, and even a couple of small bottles of soda Evra grabbed out of the fridge in the corner.
I thought we had everything we needed until I looked up and saw the first aid kit hanging off the wall. It had band-aids, gauze, and other medicine like aspirin and ibuprofen. Nodding at Evra and shrugging on one of the backpacks, we stepped back out into the lobby. Passing the manager, and thanking the gods that the man who had been drinking coffee was gone, we got into the elevator and started our ride up that would be the beginning of our live as fugitives.
(A/N) This chapter is really a filler, but important later on. Grand Theft Auto! Hope you liked, I'll update soon. Please R&R