Chapter 28: What a Rescue Mission!
Amanda's POV
"You, my dear, look absolutely ravishing tonight. I always thought blue was your best color, but you make scarlet look just as good."
I roll my eyes at Sergei's attempt to compliment me as we're driven through downtown St. Louis. Earlier in the day, Sergei explained to me that I was going to be his date for some big event planned for his Dad tonight at the Romanian embassy. After he left the room, two female vampires came in to help me get ready, help being the operative word. One vampire held me down while the other did most of the prep work. By the time they were done, I was dressed in this sleeveless, scarlet colored evening gown that had a sweetheart neckline that helped to enhance my boobs and also flared out at the end, black heels, my hair coming down my back in waves, and my lips painted a matching scarlet red.
"Flattery will get you nowhere Sergei, especially with me." I tell him in my coldest voice as I look out the window, seeing the skyscrapers pass us by.
"Such resistance; one of your many favorable qualities Amanda. But it's no use to fight back. You will never see your precious Viper ever again. Just give in to me and I can make your life worthwhile." says Sergei as he leans into my ear.
I turn to him, my red eyes fully ablaze, to address him. "Not interested."
"Your eyes even match with the dress. What luck!" cries Sergei in satisfaction as he goes back to his original seat, acting like he never heard what I just said. I turn away to face the window, now noticing that we were driving through an underground parking lot.
"Aren't we going to the embassy?" I ask slightly confused as the driver stops in front of the elevators.
"We are right under the embassy my dear. I figured you didn't want to deal with the paparazzi waiting at the entrance." And with that he was out the car and at my passenger door, opening it like a gentleman. He offers his hand for me to take, but I decline it, getting out by myself and walking without him to the waiting elevator.
"Aren't you coming?" I ask impatiently as I step into the elevator cart, now seeing that he was still standing at the open car door, staring at it intently.
"Yes I am," he tells me with a smirk, which annoys me to the core. "Derek, wait for us in the car."
"Yes sir." says the vampire as Sergei closes the door and runs into the cart before it was able to close.
"You are going to love your new home. I guarantee it." says Sergei as he presses a button for the building's second floor.
"New home?" I ask as we are lifted upward.
"That's right; I've arraigned for a private jet to take us to Bucharest tonight after the party is over. We will be traveling with my father, the now retired Romanian ambassador to the U.S. You are going to love him." he tells me with a cocky smile as we stop on the second floor.
"You can't get away with this." I say in utter shock as the elevator doors open into an empty hallway.
"Sorry my dear," he whispers to me as he quickly takes my hand in his own. "I've already have."
He tugs me out the elevator cart and leads me down the winding hallways till we reach a large room filled with dignitaries, businessman, and a few celebrities, mingling amongst each other as the waiters serve them champagne.
"SON!" yells a loud, gruff voice.
"FATHER!" yells Sergei in return as a man about Wade's height walks over to us. The man still has a full head of his blonde hair, but it looks almost white in the light. He's clean shaven as he wears a black tuxedo with tails, similar to the one Sergei is wearing himself. His blue eyes instantly look at me once he's finished greeting his son.
"So you must be the famous Anaconda. It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Vladimir Antonchev. I would introduce you to my wife, but she had to leave early to catch a flight."
"Amanda Evans, nice to meet you." I say automatically as Vladimir takes my hand in his and kisses it.
"Such a pleasant young lady; she will make a good wife for you son." says Vladimir as he sends a knowing look to his son. "I'm so proud of you."
"Did you just say wife?" I ask in blunt disbelief as I stare at the older Romanian.
"My dear, didn't Sergei tell you? This was the whole reason my son came to the United States in the first place. He came to look for a wife, and you're the one." he tells me with a big old smile. "It's kind of a thing we do back in the Romanian Coven. It's customary for the men in the Coven to go out in the world to look for their mate. Some find their mates closer to home more than others."
"But I belong to another." I say in deadpan fashion as I look at the man, noticing the shock that appears in his eyes after I've spoken.
"WHAT?" asks Vladimir in utmost disbelief, staring at his son in surprise.
"I see your son never told you. I'm not going to be his wife. I can't be his wife. I belong to someone else." I tell him as I clasp my hands together, hoping that he would understand the situation.
"Who do you belong to child?" he asks me curiously as he continues to stare at his son, who's wearing a worried expression right across his face, the first time I've ever seen Sergei so worried.
"My mate is Randal Keith Orton. We work together as wrestlers in the WWE. I can't leave my home sir. My life is here, in the U.S.A." I tell him as I cross my arms, looking around to see that we've attracted a few stares from some of the other guests.
"I see. Well, my dear, I'm sorry for the misunderstanding on my son's part. Sergei, can I have a word with you, in private." Vladimir looks at his son with a deadly glare, his fangs threatening to show as he gestures toward the hallway.
"Yes father." says Sergei as he shoots a somewhat murderous look my way, careful to hide it from his father. He lets my hand go and follows his father out the room. I watch the two as they walk down the hallway and turn the corner, disappearing from view. I turn around to see at least half the room's eyes on me, making me feel completely awkward as I walk toward the nearby windows.
"Amanda?"
I turn around to see Jacques, the Head Elder of the St. Louis Coven walk toward me with a surprised, but now relieved look on his face.
"Jack! It's so good to see a familiar face!" I say as I walk up to him, but as I reach him, he grabs me and starts to direct me to a second hallway that's across the one Sergei and Vladimir walked through, gaining more stairs from the attendees.
"Where are you taking me Jacques?" I ask as we turn the corner.
"To a separate room; I need you to meet someone." he tells me as he guides me down a flight of stairs.
"Who?" I ask as we reach the first floor.
"All will be revealed in a matter of moments," he tells me as he guides me over to a door near the staircase. He opens it and pushes me into the room, closing the door behind me with a sharp click. I look around the empty room to see that it's a guest bedroom, one that usually held dignitaries when they came to visit on official business. I walked over to a small couch in the center of the room, calming my thoughts, thinking of a way to get out of this mess fate just had to put me in.
"What am I going to do?" I mumble to myself as I put my elbows to my knees. "How am I going to get out of all this crap?"
Silence follows my question as nothing makes a sound in the still room.
"Oh, I so wish Randy was here." I mumble to myself as I put my head in my hands, about ready to cry again for the second time in less than twenty four hours.
"Your wish is my command."
I instantly sit up ram rod straight as soon as I hear the familiar telepathic voice. Getting up from my seat, I look around to see that no one was in the room with me. At seeing this, I just fall back in my chair in defeat and dejection.
"It's just my mind playing tricks on me." I mumble as I let a tear fall down my cheek, not bothering to wipe it away. More tears and silent sobs start to follow as I put my face in my hands. No one was going to see it, so what is the point of wiping my tears away.
I don't know how long I stayed like this, but it was long enough to have someone up behind and place their hands on my shoulders. I don't really care at the moment.
"Leave me alone." I mumble in defeat as I continue to cry out my eyes.
"No" says the masculine voice. I still didn't bother to look up, even though the voice sounded familiar.
"Leave me be . . . please." I plead with the mystery man as I wipe away the tears from my tear stained cheeks.
"Amanda, look at me."
The mere mention and familiarity of my name peaks my curiosity. I slowly lift my head up and turn around, utter shock replacing the sadness on my face as I look into the familiar eyes of the WWE's Apex Predator.
"Randy?" I whisper in shock as he lets me get up from my seat so that I could face him better.
"Hey . . ." he whispers back to me, a slight tear threatening to fall out of his left eye as he takes a step forward. I don't even let him take another step as I run into his awaiting arms, crashing into his chest as his tattooed arms instantly wrap around my waist, my arms already wrapped around his neck.
"But how?" I ask in between sobs as I cry into his shoulder.
"I have my connections." I can just hear the smirk in his voice, making me let out a small chuckle in response. "Amanda, look at me."
This time, I do what I am told and look up to stare right into his blue eyes, the tear already falling down his cheek.
"I never knew vipers could cry. To be honest, it's not a very good look for you." I say with a small smirk as I wipe the tear away with my thumb.
"I never knew anacondas could cry either, but I guess we learn something new every day right?" he asks with a chuckle.
"Right" I answer in return as Randy's head leans into mine. His lips make contact with mine, first gingerly before becoming more urgent and insistent. His hold around my waist becomes tighter as our tongues clash, passionately showing how much we missed each other, even though it's been a short while since we last seen each other. I feel his hand weave itself into my hair as he soon moves his lips to my jawline and then to my neck, kissing every spot he could find.
"Randy, did you come here alone?" I suddenly blurt out, now remembering the others.
"No," he says to me slightly out of breath as he moves his lips from my collar bone. "I came with backup."
"Who?" I ask as he leads me over to the door.
"Your sister and some of our friends; Vince didn't let us all leave all at once because of Raw yesterday, so some of our friends are going to be a little late to the party." he tells me as he takes a quick look into the hallway.
"You just got to love Vince." I say sarcastically as I shake my head. "Always putting the needs of WWE Universe first."
"You got that right," he tells me with a smirk as he guides me back to the couch. "I need you to listen very carefully to what I'm going to say next."
"Okay, I'm all ears." I tell him as he sits me down, taking the seat next to me.
"Good, I got a plan in the works as we speak. Everyone is carrying out their parts of the plan and I need you to carry out yours."
"What is it?" I ask as he takes my hand in his own.
"I need you to go back up to that party and act like nothing is going on behind the scenes. Sergei needs to keep on thinking that he's already won."
"Um . . . okay, but Sergei's not going to be happy with me once I go back up there." I tell him as I look away from him for a second.
"What did you do?" he asks me as a smirk threatens to appear across his lips.
"I told his father that I was your mate and not Sergei's. Turns out Sergei kidnapped me because he wants to make me his wife." I say as I place my hands on my hips.
"That is just one more reason to why I should kill him." comments Randy as his brows furrow and his scowl becomes deeper.
"Not if his dad beats you to it." I mutter as I cross my arms.
"What do you mean?"
"His father looked absolutely furious when I told him the truth. Last time I saw them, they were walking out of the room to talk in private." I say as we hear a few taps from the door.
"Someone's in trouble with Daddy. Come in!" exclaims Randy as he stares at the door. The door opens to reveal Jacques with a slightly worried expression on his face.
"I know it's been a while since you two saw each other, but you are going to have to cut the intimate moment short. Sergei's up in the ballroom looking for Amanda and he doesn't look too happy." he tells us as he points to the hall.
"Thanks Jack. I owe you one." says Randy as we walk toward the door.
"No problem. You two are family and family helps family. Now hurry up. I have a friend keeping Sergei distracted for the moment, but I don't know how long he can keep it up." says Jacques as he walks down the hall.
"Looks like I better go and face the epitome of evil now." I mutter sarcastically as I walk into the hallway.
"Don't worry. Just stick with the plan and everything will be alright. Do you trust me?" he asks me with a raised eyebrow as he leans forward against the door.
"Yes I do." I tell him in my most serious tone of voice.
"God." he tells me equally serious as we lock eyes. He grabs my wrist and yanks me toward him, connecting our lips again for a kiss, one filled with passion and longing, breaking after a few short seconds pass. "Now go." he tells me as we disconnect.
I nod my head and walk away just as I hear the door close behind me. I stop by a mirror above a counter on the side of the hallway to make sure I looked just as I did before I left the ballroom. Besides my slightly messed up hair thanks to Randy, I looked fine. After smoothing out my hair, I look at the counter to see that it was lined with a few perfumes. (How convenient.) I pick one up and use it on myself, hiding Randy's smell as best I can. I walk up the stairs and make my way back to the party, coming face to face with Sergei as soon as I enter the room.
"Where have you been?" he asks me with venom in his voice as he stares me right in the eye.
"I had to use the bathroom. You know, freshen up a bit?" I say, trying to sound as normal as I can.
"I see. I can definitely smell the evidence. Nice choice. Vanilla is a good fit for you," he tells me as he grabs me by the arm. "Let's go."
"But we just got here! Aren't we here to support your father?" I ask as he guides us over to the other hallway.
"Not anymore. He's going to have to catch another flight." he whispers to me as we walk into the waiting elevator.
"What did you do?" I ask as he presses the button for the doors to close.
"Let's just say I helped him start a REALLY early retirement." he tells me coldly as we are transported downward. The door opens up, revealing the limo waiting for us at the curb. Sergei practically drags me over to the idle car and pushes me into the seat, but before he can get in himself, Randy appears out of nowhere and pushes him into a nearby stone pillar.
"RANDY!" I yell out in surprise as I scramble out the limo.
'STAY BACK AMANDA!" he yells to me in return as he keeps an eye on Sergei as the Romanian stumbles back to his feet.
"YOU!" he yells in disgust as he locks eye with Randy, loosening his tie as he did so. "DEREK, GET OUT HERE!"
The vampire follows his command as I see him appear behind me dressed in his chauffer uniform, a slightly frantic expression on his face.
"Sir, the others are currently fighting with the other wrestlers. They won't get here for a long while." says Derek as he takes off his hat.
"Well, that's annoying," says Sergei as he throws his tie away to some other location. "Just grab the girl and head back to base! I'll handle the pitiful Viper."
"Don't forget us!"
Suddenly, Wade appeared out of nowhere in full werewolf transformation and grabbed Derek by his collar, chokeslamming him to the limo's hood. Lita appeared from behind a nearby car and jumped on to the limo. She grabbed Derek's wrist as Wade held him down and bit it, making Derek yell out in absolute pain.
"That was for the head but you jackass!" she spat in his face as his skin began to blacken around the wound. It spread up his arm and into his chest, abdomen, and his legs before reaching to his face. He took his last breath, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Sorry about your right hand man." said Wade sarcastically as he and Lita turned to Sergei, who was absolutely livid.
"Good thing I have Plan B." says Sergei as he snapped his fingers. The lights went dark and all I could hear next was the sounds of vampire hissing and werewolves growling as a brawl ensued all around me. Locking in on the minds of everyone, I use my powers to see where everyone was. Lita and Wade were fighting two vampires each a few feet away from me while Randy was fighting with Sergei and a redheaded vampire.
"HEY!" I yell as I'm grabbed from behind by another vampire.
"You're coming with me." says the female vampire as she whispers into my ear.
"Like that's going to happen!" I say as my eyes go read, using my powers to my advantage, I push the vampire away, smirking as her body hits the steel of a nearby car. Using my powers again, I turn the lights back on with my mind, instantly seeing that Wade and Lita were becoming overwhelmed by their adversaries.
"AAAAAAAH!"
I turn at the sound of Randy's voice, looking to see Randy holding his shoulder as his left arm hangs limply at his side as he's surrounded by the redhead and Sergei.
No one messes with my man and gets away with it!
I raise my arm out lift the female vampire with my mind, sending her flying into the redhead, both of them crashing into the wall. Sergei turns to me and sends a shield my way, knocking me right on my back.
"AMANDA!" I hear Randy yell. I hear ruff noises as I start to sit up, seeing Randy on top of Sergei, pounding his fist into Sergei's skull with his good arm. I turn to see that Wade and Lita and the other vampires have disappeared from view.
"Where'd they go?" I ask in disbelief as it looks like they completely disappeared from the scene. Turning back to Sergei and Randy, I see that Sergei has taken the upper hand and is on top of Randy, pummeling his fists into his skull.
"Get off him!" I exclaim, using my powers for a third time, sending Sergei flying into the windshield of an SUV. I run over to Randy's side as he gets to feet, keeping his eyes on Sergei the entire time.
"Are you okay?" I ask as he continues to stare at Sergei as the Romanian stares at me in shock.
"Just a dislocated shoulder. No big deal." he tells me as Sergei gets to solid ground. I take a look at his body to see him trying to push his arm back into his socket. He lets out a grunt and flexes the arm out, the dislocated shoulder no longer a problem. "Where are Lita and Wade?"
"Probably outside, they just disappeared from the parking lot without a trace." I say as I look out at the exit.
"My associates should be finishing them right now as we speak." says Sergei as he takes a step forward. "And as for you two . . ."
My head suddenly feels like its on fire as I go down on my knees at the sudden attack. The pressure is intense, like my brain has just been put through a pressure cooker. Or being pounded by a sledgehammer.
"AMANDA!" calls Randy as I feel his hands on my shoulders, but even the sound of his deep voice is painful to hear as my mind is assaulted by some mysterious force.
Randy's POV
"Amanda! Speak to me!" I exclaim as I watch her strained face contort in pain.
"The pain . . . is intense. So much pressure . . . Can't hear a thing." she tells me as she looks me in the eyes, the faded look evident within them as her breathing becomes shallow.
"This is what you get when you mess with me. You will all learn your lesson."
I look up, just as I receive a boot to the face sending me into the back of a truck. I look up to see Sergei right in front of me. I look past him once I hear Amanda's pained scream echo throughout the lot.
"AMANDA!" I yell to her just as she collapses to the ground, her eyes half open as they stare blankly at me. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?"
"I just used my full power, that's all." he tells me, his voice absolutely sickening as everything suddenly going dark.
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