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This chapter is rated 14+ and may be disturbing to some reviewers. Reader discretion, is advised.
I am not responsible for any unexplained feces in your pants. You should've worn diapers.
Now that that's settled, let the bloodbath begin!
Disclaimer:
Squirt: Got any cookies?
Me: No.
Squirt: Got any chip dip?
Me: No.
Squirt: Got any cheese?
Me: In the fridge.
Squirt: Can you get it for me?
Me: No.
Squirt: Can I read-
Me: No.
Squirt: Fine. You don't own it anyway.
Me: Hmm? Oh right, Darkest Powers, or the cheese?
Squirt: **face palm**
Chloe POV
"Holly?" Riley stepped forward, holding an arm out in truce. But to Holly, I guess the truce didn't matter. Her hand extended, and a blue lightning bolt shot from her fingertips. The bolt sliced through Riley's abdomen, and he crumpled to the ground. Holly stared in shock, her breathing ragged. She composed herself quickly, taking a gulp of air, and placing a shaking hand on her hip.
"Bastard." She said, voice a little less shaky than her hand. Jade's expression darkened, and she raced over to Cam at lightning speed. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and held his head in a dangerous position.
"No one. Leaves." She growled, directing the words more at Holly than the rest of us. Holly gulped, nodded, and quietly sat down. "Good. Now listen up." Jade let go of Cam's head, and he began to rub his neck. She started towards the head of the table, and I couldn't help but realize how she was wearing blood red, knee high boots and a leather jacket. Typical vampire. "You will do as I say. No one will cast spells, summon ghosts, or whatever the hell you do, you. Will. Not. Do it. Unless I say." Jade's eyes flickered over our group. "Understood?" We all nodded our heads. "Good." She gripped the back of Brian's chair, eyes scanning over us again. They stopped when they reached Tori. "Victoria." Tori stiffened in her seat.
"Y-yes?" Her eyes were as wide as the plates we were eating off of, as Jade eyed her up and down. Her arms dropped from Brian's chair, and began to pace at the front of the room, one arm crossed across her chest, her other leading up to her face, where she tapped her face with her finger.
"You're dangerous, correct?" She stopped to stare at Tori, her finger resting just beside her mouth. She dropped her arms and began a slow walk towards Tori.
"I g-guess s-so." Tori began to shake as Jade drew closer.
"Good." Jade stopped a few seats away, just behind Kylie. "Kill her." She motioned downwards, where the dough eyed, quiet girl sat, shaking with fear.
"B-but-"
"Now!" Jade growled. Tori nodded slightly, before standing up, and mouthing an apology to Kylie. She replicated Holly's bolt, sending it straight for Kylie's head. She flew backwards off her chair, landing loudly in a heap on the floor. Her ghost flickered inches away, along with Valerie. Kylie crying, Valerie soothing her. Jade grinned evilly, walking over to stand behind Jesse. "How is everyone feeling?" She asked her, knowing Jesse could feel the atmosphere in the room better than the rest of us.
"S-scared." Jesse replied, closing her beautiful blue eyes to avoid Jade's red ones.
"Good." Jade said again. "Kill him." She pointed a finger in Stephan's direction. Jesse opened her eyes to see who, and began shaking her head, causing Jade to tilt hers. "Why not?" She pouted, but it wasn't so puppy dog as a normal persons. She raised her nose to the air, and sniffed, grinning when she caught something. "True love." She murmured to no one in particular, leaning down to pull a black stake, similar to the one in Valerie's chest, out of her boot. "Kill him." She said again. Jesse reluctantly took the stake from Jade's outstretched hand.
"I'm sorry." She whispered, placing a hand on Stephan's shoulder. "I'm so, so sorry." She took a deep breath, before turning to Jade, pointing the stake towards her own chest, and gave a violent thrust. Jade grinned wickedly, while the rest of us looked on in horror. She sacrificed herself for the one she loved. Jesse coughed and sputtered, blood oozing out of her wound and mouth.
"What a shame." Jade said, turning to Stephan. "I get you for myself." She hissed an ear splitting, bone chilling hiss, before shooting down towards Stephan's neck, and clamping on. The colour drained from his features, as Jade sucked the blood from his pulse point. After thirty seconds, Jade came up for air, a sick smile on her face. No blood dripped from her face, for which, I'm thankful. Jesse and Stephan's ghosts appeared, and walked over to where Kylie and Valerie watched in horror. I noticed that Liz had joined them, a disgusted look on her face as she watched Jade move towards Meghan. Jade looked the blonde haired, blue eyed, water demon up and down. "Fill Ty's lungs with water." She instructed.
"B-but I've only done that once, and it was an accident!" Meghan protesting, knowing better than to give a straightforward no.
"Try." Jade urged, determination clear in her eyes. She was going to make us kill each other, saving the most powerful for last, to see if they were worth keeping. And if not, she'd kill them herself. She had obviously planned to get this done faster, since she would've had Riley's help. Meghan shifted uncomfortably under Jade's stare, but stood up, and walked over to the other end of the table, where Ty sat next to Kylie's old seat.
"I'm so sorry." Meghan said, voice quivering. She placed her middle fingers on a frightened Ty's temples. Her eyes closed and her forehead creased. After a few minutes of watching Meghan sweat and cry, Ty started to cough up water; first small amounts, then bigger. The water fizzed as it hit the plate, meaning it was salt water. Meaning it burned. While he gurgled and spat out water, Meghan's body shook violently from gut wrenching sobs. When Ty's head hit the table, eyes wide and lifeless, Meghan dropped her hands from his temples and looked at Jade, swallowing hard. "May I be excused?" Her voice was hard, filled with determination to not cry.
Jade extended a hand. "Cell phone, car keys." Meghan dug in her pockets, and pulled out her white Blackberry Bold, and the keys to the red Pontiac Vibe she had bought days before. "I'll hear if you unlock to door, so no funny business." Meghan nodded, then dashed out of the room. After Meghan had re-arrived ten minutes later, looking pale and weak, she returned to her seat, and Jade started to move again. She walked around the table, walking her fingers along the backs of our chairs. When her hand was close to my head, the hairs on my neck stood up. I'm sure everyone else felt the same way. She stopped behind Hanna, arms moving down her arms, and back up. Simon sat beside her, and reached over to grab Hanna's hand. She gulped, and looked up to face her cousin.
"Y-yes?" Her voice didn't quiver, but she still stuttered. She was shivering, even though she was wearing Algonquin College sweatpants, and an oversized MECCA sweatshirt. Jade grinned and turned Hanna to face Ellen, Jade's Aunt, and Hanna's mother.
"Freeze her heart." She whispered in Hanna's ear. Hanna's eyes went wide in shock, as did her mothers.
"I will do no such thing!" Hanna squeaked, frozen in place. Jade pulled a dagger from the opposite boot she pulled the stake from, and held it to Hanna's throat.
"Yes you will." I could see Hanna's skin pinching under the pressure, and small beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
"Kill me then." Hanna replied, eyes cold and hard. She's trying to slow Jade down. We knew there was a phone on the way to the washroom, so we hoped that Meghan had called 911 on her way to the washroom, or even more that Jade hadn't disabled it.
"You realize if I do, your mom will still die?" Jade whispered again. I knew what Hanna was thinking. Die with my mom, or live with the quilt of killing her.
"Ok." Hanna said bravely. She closed her eyes, and concentrated. She's going to kill her own mother. But instead of Ellen crumpling to the floor, clutching her chest, Jade did. Her red eyes widen as she took her final gasp of breath. Hanna picked the dagger up from her lap between two fingers, and flung it onto the table. The only sound in the room was the clattering of metal against plate. We all breathed a big sigh of relief.
"It's not over yet." An angry voice said from the front of the hall. I turned to see Riley, holding a box of nails in his hands.
"Hey, do you guys see-" Tilley tried to speak, pointing in the direction of Riley, where her non-necromancer eyes would be seeing a floating box of nails. Ellie cut her off.
"A vampire…" She trailed off, looking at his large canines, then at the box in his hands.
"And a volo-half demon." I finished. He glared at the two of us.
"Who is it?" Holly asked, confused.
"Is it Jade?" Tori said worriedly.
"It's Riley." Sophie announced, reading mine and Ellie's minds. No doubt she could see him if she did the right thing with her mind reading thing. Now Riley turned his glaring eyes at Sophie.
"I may not be able to drain you of life," He pondered, rolling a nail around between his thumb and index finger. "But I can still poke your eyes out." He fired the nail in the direction of the table, and we all ducked, but Chad didn't get down fast enough. The nail dug itself into the middle of his forehead, and a small amount of blood dripped from the wound. He stared in shock in the direction of the nail box. Riley smirked, and walked over to Chad. "Oops." He said, un-sorry. He raised his palm, before hitting the nail in Chad's head, making it dig in deeper. Chad stumbled back, obviously in pain. Riley followed, and pulled the nail out, causing a large amount of blood to gush from the wound. Riley picked up the dagger from the table, and reached for Chad's throat, slicing a thin line across. "Goodnight." He whispered in a sing song tone, before pulling the stake out of Jesse's chest, and driving it into Chad's. He fell to the floor, and his ghost appeared feet away, standing with the others. He hugged Valerie tight, and they disappeared. Liz's face grew angry and horrified. She pointed a hand towards the box of nails, and dumped them over Riley's head. Ellie and I looked at each other. We concentrated and concentrated, on Riley only. We pushed, trying to send the jerk into the deepest state of Limbo. Hopefully he'd see Leonardo Dicaprio down there (A/N: INCEPTION!) He took a step back from the first blow.
"What the-" He fell to the floor and began to flicker. "Stop it!" He yelled, starting to fade. "Stop!" He reached over weakly, and tried to pick up a nail. He held it between his fingers, ready to fire it at my or Ellie, but the final push sent him away, and it clattered uselessly to the floor.
"You'll pay, Hanna Terry." Ellie and I turned to see Jade behind Hanna. We knew that Jade was only a vampire, and couldn't harm us, so we left her to mutter threats and curses at an unsuspecting Hanna's back.
"We did it y'all." Tilley said, jumping up on the table. "I told you Jade was evil, mum." I could only imagine Tilley's mind. She was the youngest out of us; only fourteen. And Jade was too, which makes me wonder how she got so messed up.
"Years of murder novels, murder shows, and never having many friends." Sophie answered my thoughts. I nodded slightly, and stared down at my plate.
"How are we going to fix this?" Ellen asked, standing up and looking at the dead bodies that littered the floor.
"I know some people." Brian said, picking up his dinner plate as if nothing bad had just happened. "Go pack your bags kids, we're going to have to move. We don't know what calls Jade has and hasn't made. Or to whom. For all we know, the Edison Group is right outside the front door. Run along." We all stared at Brian. He was so calm about everything, though I guess he has to be, he's an adult. It's their job. Us kids pushed away from the table, and headed upstairs. Some turned off for the washrooms, some for the balconies, the rest for the bedrooms. I stood in my bedroom with Tori and Macy sitting on their top bunks with their legs hanging off. I went over to the closet where I had been keeping my backpack and suitcase. I started to pack up the cleanest clothes I could find, and necessities. Macy and Tori soon followed my lead, and in an hour or so, we were packed. Holly had come in somewhere in the middle of it, and had finished before us.
Standing on the front steps of the house that we had lived in for almost a month, I looked around at the people who were left to share it. A car would be arriving soon that Derek, Simon, Tori, and I would take across the border, to an airport, and fly back to Buffalo. After this night, I was determined to get Aunt Lauren back, hoping someone like Jade hasn't gotten to her yet. I don't know what's going to happen to the others, and it scares me. What if Riley's ghost comes back? Or someone worse?
"Where are you going?" I asked Macy, as we looked up towards the starry night sky. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, and it hurt to see. Macy was like the sister God forgot to give me. I'd never seen her cry this hard in the three month span that we'd known each other. Maybe a tear shed here or there, but not these heart breaking sobs that escaped her mouth.
"I-I think me and Jason are g-going to b-buy an apartment in Toronto." She managed to get out. Her purple eyes sparkled with threatening tears. She turned towards me and enveloped me in a huge hug. "Call me at least once a week, and write, you have to write. We'll visit, and you'll visit. We're going to be together again someday." She spoke really fast, and it was hard to catch her words, but I still hugged her back as tightly as I could, letting my salty tears fall on her shirt, and hers fall on mine.
"Bye Macy." I said, pulling out of the hug and taking a step back, towards Derek.
"Bye Chloe." Macy smiled the best she could. I nodded, and turned around heading towards the car. I stopped when I heard Macy's voice booming above the goodbyes. "Stay sexy!"
YY
When we were almost at the border, I saw a billboard sign for Scouts, with the slogan "Never Let Them See You Sweat." I don't know why is caught my attention. Maybe it was the bright yellow backdrop, or the happy-go-lucky eight year old, but I thought about the sign until we arrived at the Bellingham Airport. We sent our bags through baggage, and waited around for two hours until our flight landed, waiting another half hour to load, and another hour on the plane waiting for take off. Liz wandered around the cabin, playing small pranks on the flight attendants to entertain herself. It was about three thirty in the morning when we were finally in the air. I worked on the comic book with Simon for a little bit, before he got tired, and went to rest. Tori was flipping through a fashion magazine, and Derek was asleep. I always had trouble sleeping on planes. I pulled out a notebook, and nodded my head to Liz for her to come over.
"Hey Chloe." Liz smiled, and sat in the aisle between mine and Simon's seat. I grabbed my pen and began to write in the notebook.
What did Valerie know that was enough to kill her? Liz read it, and cocked an eyebrow.
"I don't understand." She whispered. I sighed and wrote again.
Valerie said Jade killed her because she knew too much. What did she know? I tapped the pen on my chin, waiting for Liz.
"What makes you think I know?" I sighed impatiently, and brought the pen back to paper.
I saw you guys talking. I saw Valerie crying. Put two and two together, Liz. I put the pen and notebook back in my bag, and waited for Liz to begin.
"She knew," Liz started, looking at her hands. "She knew Jade was planning on killing you guys. She knew what Jade was going to do with you after. She threatened to call 911, but Jade destroyed her cell phone, then her." I processed the story. Jade really did have a violent temper. "Go to sleep, Chloe." Liz said, standing up and brushing at her legs, as if she collected dirt from sitting there. "We're about forty-five minutes from descending." She turned and walked down the aisle, probably to go play another prank. I laid my head back against the headrest, and closed my eyes, but didn't sleep. Or maybe I did, I don't remember. Landing was boring. We grabbed our carryon's, and heading through the tunnel to baggage. None of us talked, except for Liz, but I was the only one who could hear her. Getting our small amount of luggage was a hassle. There was a whole bunch of men and women in business suits yapping away on their cell phones, not even aware of their personal space, much less ours. It was about eight in the morning, and my legs hurt from the four and a half hour plane ride. While we watched the baggage come down the carrousel, I leaned against Derek, ready for a nap.
"Just a little bit longer." I whispered to myself. My eyelids were drooping, and I was seriously starting to regret not falling asleep on the plane. Derek shook me slightly, letting me know that he had spotted our bags. I lazily walked towards the carrousel, and waited for my small, dark red suitcase to come around. I reached out for it, but Derek swatted my arm away.
"I got it." He could obviously see how tired I was. Then again, he could basically see everything. Um… That sounded extremely inappropriate. Derek's arm wrapped around my back, and under my arm, supporting most of my weight as we weaved through the non-personal bubble business people, and out into the waiting area of the airport. Few seats were occupied, and the person taking tickets looked bored. He nodded to us as we passed, and muttered something about aching feet and long shifts. We reached the mall area, and the smell of coffee beans and pizza flooded my nose.
"Coffee…" I muttered, though of course Derek heard me. He lead me to the coffee place, that was fairly bigger than a normal mall coffee shop. He ordered me something strong, but nothing for himself. Tori was off getting snacks for the ride, and Simon was buying some warm blankets, for the chance the car we get to 'borrow' might not have air conditioning. Derek sat me down in a stiff chair, and I slouched a tiny bit. I managed to wrap my frozen fingers around the mug, though. The cup was hot, burning, but I didn't care. I lifted it to my mouth, and took a long sip. The coffee was bitter, and it burned my tongue and throat, but I didn't care. It was gone in a few gulps. I leaned my head back, and stared at the blah beige ceiling of the coffee shop. Derek shook my arm, and I looked over at him.
Time to go. He mouthed to me. I nodded, and stood, stretching my arms slightly. I let Derek wrap his arm under my shoulders, just in case. We met Tori and Simon on our way to the lobby. The place was crowded, but the atmosphere was different. It seemed like something was off, someone was here.
"Derek?" I stopped in my tracks, causing an African American man to bump into me. "Derek, someone's here." He turned to look at me, eyebrow raised. Tori just looked over her shoulder, while Simon scanned the lobby. I cautiously walked to the railing that looked over the majority of the lobby. "There." I pointed at a familiar brown haired person.
"How do you know?" Tori asked, coming up behind me, placing a hand on the small of my back, and looking to where my shaking finger was pointing. Derek sniffed the air, trying to make it look nonchalant. Just then, the person looked up, as if sensing my finger on them. "I've seen her before…" Tori muttered. I could hear the gears turning in all of their heads, including the girl down below.
"We all have." I whispered. "It's Rae."
BOOM!
I hear y'all like murder. Especially Hollie ;)
So in a few more chapters, Bleeding Red and White is coming to an end :'( I'm sorry. I can't come up with any new things. This is probably the most creative thing I've come up with, for anything, in months. I'm thinking about putting Two Weeks up for adoption, unless I can finish it, but I don't think I can. I've got high school coming up, and that's enough pressure. I don't need to add to that with trying to think of story ideas. I know what I'm doing with the last few chapters, so as long as I can put them into a 2500 to 4000 word chapter, I think I'll be done by the end of September.
I love ALL of you guys. You have been the best reviewers a girl could ask for ( except Hollie [; )
RaeRae, out. For now.