Chapter 10: The Hunt For Madende
Racing through the woods, jumping a fence here and the occasional branch there, Bryn raced for the Fox house.
'What have I done?…' he thought to himself. 'Oh God, did I get him killed? I hate my self for this!' he kept thinking over and over as he ran.
The house finally loomed into view, and Bryn managed to pick up speed. When he reached the house, he raced through the door, only to be met with the strong smell of fresh blood. Covering his nose he saw the shattered coffee table to his right… Then noticed the body in the kitchen. For a split second, Bryn's heart stopped. He slowly walked forward into the kitchen.
'It can't be…' he thought to himself, shaking his head.
As he reached the body, he realized with a sigh of relief, that it wasn't Madende. It was an unknown male demon to him and he figured it was Blake. Looking around he noticed foot prints in the blood heading out of the kitchen toward the stair case. The further up the stairs they went, the fainter they got until they finally disappeared at the top of the stairs. Figuring Madende would have returned to his room, Bryn raced into Madende's room.
"Madende!" he called, looking around.
But there was no sign of him. He smelled more blood, although it was very faint, and noticed the shattered window and the blood stained sheets on Madende's bed. Bryn went to the bathroom and looked. No Madende. Turning he searched the closet, looked under the bed, and looked out the window. Not finding Madende in his room, Bryn quickly left and searched the other rooms the same way. Still no sign of Madende. Racing up the stairs to the third floor, Bryn searched every room on that floor as well, same way. Reaching the end of the hall, with still no sign of Madende, Bryn suddenly noticed the bloody smeared hand print on the wall. Walking over, he ran a finger over it and realized it was still fresh, as it rubbed off on his finger.
Looking up, he noticed the attic door was slightly opened. Grabbing the rope, he pulled it down and pulled down the ladder staircase, and started to crawl up. The smell of blood was stronger up here, and he knew he had found where Madende had gone too. Which made since, really, now that he thought about it. If someone where to come back looking for him or Blake, they'd know he'd more than likely be in his room. Reaching the top of the stairs, Bryn gave his eyes time to adjust to the total darkness of the attic and looked around.
It was completely silent in the attic and completely dark. But Bryn's eyes soon adjusted and he looked around quickly, not seeing Madende anywhere. Then he noticed an outline of a figure slumped against the wall in the farthest corner away from the door. Running over, he kicked something just as he reached the corner, and looked down. Bending down, he picked up the object he had kicked and realized it was a blood soaked dagger. Dropping the dagger, Bryn knelt down and reached out, touching cool skin.
"Madende…" he muttered, listening intently for a heart beat, pulse, or sign of breathing.
But he heard nothing. Dropping his head, Bryn closed his eyes and a tear rolled down his cheek. Looking up, Bryn looked suddenly hopeful at Madende's dark form. He heard something. Something that sounded like a very faint heart beat. Listening intently again, he held his breath, hoping he had heard right. And he had! There it was again, a faint heartbeat. Smiling and sighing with a sigh of relief, Bryn stood and stepped over Madende, so he could pick him up without touching his bad side. Kneeling down again, Bryn slipped a hand under Madende's legs and wrapped one around his upper back, and started to pick him. But Madende was conscious enough to be aware of pain, and groaned loudly, stiffening his back some.
"Madende, its ok. It's me, Bryn." Bryn said calmly, and Madende relaxed again, allowing Bryn to pick him up.
Quickly walking to the door, Bryn looked down at the ladder stair case, and raised an eyebrow.
"Well…this ought to be interesting…" he muttered, looking down at Madende.
Turning with his back to the door, Bryn slowly and very carefully lowered his foot, stepping down on the first rung. Making sure he had his balance, Bryn slowly lowered his other foot to the second rung. It took several minutes and a few minor slips, before Bryn reached the bottom of the ladder and stepped safely on the floor. His arm was becoming soaked. Looking down, Bryn looked for the reason why, and realized where the bloody dagger had come from. A deep stab wound marked Madende's right shoulder, and his blood was running down Bryn's arm, dripping onto the floor.
Not wanting to move him anymore than he already had, Bryn took Madende to the closest spare room, and laid him down, very gently on the bed. Going to the bathroom, Bryn grabbed a towel and tried to stop the bleeding in Madende's shoulder. Grabbing his phone from his pocket, Bryn quickly dialed Sandra's number and put the receiver to his ear, still holding the towel on Madende's shoulder.
"Hello?" a females voice came on the other line.
"Sandra, I need you at the Fox house!" Bryn said quickly.
"Why? What happened?" Sandra asked, becoming worried.
"Just get here, I'll tell you …for Madende's sake." Bryn said, then closed the phone, applying more pressure to Madende's shoulder.
Fear sparked in her, Sandra jumped up from the couch and gathered all her medical things and darted out the door, turning into her demon form as she went.
Bryn looked sadly down at Madende, as he held the towel to his shoulder.
"I'm so sorry…" he whispered, shaking his head. "I should have let you come with us…"
He looked Madende over to see if there were any other wounds he needed to try and stop from bleeding, but he didn't see any. He noticed, however, Madende's right hand was completely stained with blood, all the way up to his wrist. Bryn raised an eyebrow and lifted his hand, looking at it more closely.
"So…that's how you killed him…" he muttered, realizing by the scent, that it was Blake's blood on his hand.
Suddenly, the door down stairs slammed, and Bryn became very alert and sat up straight. Listening, he could hear someone running around down stairs, looking in each room. His phone suddenly rang out, with a text message from Sandra.
'Where are you?' it read.
Bryn quickly typed back, 'third floor', and looked back at Madende. The foot steps from down stairs grew louder, as Sandra raced up the stairs to the third floor. Running down the hall, she quickly found the room that they were in and slid around the corner.
"Dear God, what happened here?" she asked, walking over to Madende, and looking down at him.
"He got jumped and hit in his side several times." Bryn said, remaining where he was. "Then stabbed." he added, pulling the towel back.
Sandra looked Madende over, still breathing hard from running and flying, and gently lifted his shirt.
"Someone wrapped his side up." she said, growing out her claws.
"More than likely one of his sisters." Bryn said, as Sandra swiftly ran her claw down the front of Madende's shirt, ripping it open.
"I'd say so. They did a damn good job of it too." Sandra said, looking the wrapping over as she pulled his shirt aside.
Bryn nodded as Sandra gently laid her claw on the top of the wrap. Very gently, she pulled her hand down, her claw cutting through the bands of wrap, which popped lightly as they came undone. Sandra then very gently pulled the wrap away, incase there had been an open wound with dried blood on it, but there wasn't. There was only a hug, nasty looking bruise that covered his whole side and part of his stomach. Bryn stared at his side for several seconds, then shook his head.
"Oh my God." Sandra said, cringing.
"Be thankful that's all it is." Bryn said, looking up at her. "He could have ribs poking out of his skin." he muttered, looking back at Madende's side.
Sandra nodded, then looked at Madende's shoulder.
"That's still bleeding, right?" she asked.
"Yes." Bryn muttered.
Sandra nodded and started digging through her bag of medical supplies, and pulled out a syringe with purple fluid in it. Bryn looked over at her and shuddered visibly, then looked away from the needle. Sandra pulled the cap off with her mouth, and squeezed it slightly, to remove the air bubbles, a tiny amount of the serum squirting out. Grabbing Madende's arm, she gently inserted the needle into his vein and pushed all the serum into his arm. Bryn shuddered again, and shook his head, as Sandra pulled the needle back and put the cap back on, dropping it into her bag.
"Alright, that should stop the bleeding and help him heal quicker." she said, looking back at Madende. "As for his side, I'm going to have to use demon energy…" she muttered.
Holding her hands over Madende's side, Sandra began to use her demon energy, and her hands started to glow purple. Bryn watched her, as she closed her eyes, then looked at Madende, who began to move some and groan. Putting his hand on Madende's shoulder, Bryn looked at his side. The bruise was fading, but didn't go completely away, as Sandra lowered her hands and looked at him.
"Why did you stop?" Bryn asked.
"I can't heal bones very well. I fixed his minor fractures and some other small things, but his breaks will have to wait until he wakes up and I can give him something to drink." Sandra replied, looking at Madende's side.
Bryn nodded and looked back at Madende, who had fallen still again, but his breathing was more pronounced now. Sandra disappeared to the bathroom for a minute, and came back with a warm, wet washcloth. Madende's head was turned to the side, and Sandra gently hooked her fingers under his chin and wiped away the blood that stained the corners of his mouth and chin.
"Can we move him enough to get this wet shirt off of him?" Bryn asked, looking up at her.
"Yes." Sandra said, nodding. "He will still be very sore, but not near as bad as before." she added, gently releasing Madende's face.
Bryn nodded and stood up.
"I'll lift him, you pull his shirt off and put a towel down where he's bled on the bed." he said.
"Alright, hang on." Sandra said, returning to the bathroom.
She came back with a thick towel that looked somewhat like a beach towel, and unfolded it half way, leaving half of it still folded. When she reached the bed, Bryn gently slipped his arm back under Madende's shoulders, and lifted him up. Madende groaned again, and his face showed his pain, as Bryn used his free arm to cut the sleeve of Madende's shirt. Sandra quickly lay down the towel, then did as Bryn had, and cut the sleeve of Madende's shirt with her claw and pulled it away from him.
"It's alright, Madende." Bryn said quietly as he lay Madende's back down, who was very weakly struggling.
Madende fell still again, his face falling back to the side, this time facing Bryn. Bryn stood and went to the closet, digging around in it for a second. Sandra looked at him, raising an eyebrow.
"What are you doing?" she asked quietly.
"He's going to get cold." Bryn muttered, stepping back, and closing the door.
He had a fairly thick blanket in his arms and walked back to the bed, unfolding it along the way. Sandra quickly but gently pulled off Madende's shoes and set them on the floor beside the bed. Bryn tossed the blanket over Madende, and pulled it up to his shoulders, very gently tucking it in around him, while Sandra worked to cover his feet. When Madende was completely covered, Bryn turned and pulled the chair that was in the room closer to the bed and sat down.
"I'll stay here for a while incase he needs me, but I'm going to go in the room right next to here, and lay down." Sandra said quietly.
Bryn nodded to her, and got comfortable in his chair, knowing he'd be there for a while, as Sandra left the room. Going into the room next to Madende's, Sandra lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling for a while, before falling into a light sleep. Bryn kept his eyes on Madende, who after a while, remained still and slept…
A/n: so yea...there's the next chapter. it made me cry :( but it all be ok. :) hope you liked it!! Review for me!! LaterZ!! Shout out
to Abi :) thanx for you help :D