Chapter 48: Actions Speak Louder Than Words…
"I'm here, and they followed me. It's time you kept up your end of the bargain." I said, the words ringing in the air of the chrome room.
"All will be repaid in time. I have my people working on it right now. You made the right choice, following me. What you were doing before wasn't natural."
"Will you be able to do it or not?" I said, raising my voice.
Silence.
"Yes, it can be done. But first, you must help me kill them. They will stand in the way of our progress."
ALICE POV:
I snapped out of the vision, and allowed Jasper to steer me for a couple seconds longer. WHY couldn't I see who the people were? And why is Rosalie with the Director? My mind was buzzing with questions. I allowed my own feet to touch the ground, and then ran next to Jasper. The elves were in the lead, taking out guards as they passed. They must have figured out our intentions, and that we weren't here for tea and crumpets.
I passed a heavily singed guard, and felt a pang of sympathy. Elyador could get a little wild with his powers sometimes. Jasper caught my gaze and raised his eyebrows, wondering who my sympathy was for. A loud screech interrupted us, as Alexa and Ambrosia heaved at the bottom of a chrome door.
"Well, that wasn't there last time." I said.
"Tell me about it!" Ambrosia hissed, and heaved again. The hinges cracked, and with one huge kick from Elfohrys, the door flew inwards. Rosalie stood calmly next to the Director, who had destroyed the throne room. All of the wood was gone, and in place, was heavy industrialized chrome and steel. Harsh fluorescent lights lit the barren space.
"Welcome." She said, and descended from the throne and towards us. "You are in no place to bargain, so allow me to explain. You are doomed. Simply and frankly put yes, but doomed. Rosalie has seen truth with me, and has understood and seen the error in your ways. It is not natural for vampires to drink animal blood, and she wants things back the way they were. I want to take over the world. Together, we are now unstoppable. Why? Because I can give her what she really wants, in return for helping me take over the world." The Director ignored our angry and stunned faces and pushed a button on the wall. With a hiss of air and some smoke, a tray slid out, and on it, was a vial. "In this vial, is the answer to our problems, and the doom of yourselves. This is Elixir 93. It has the power to change the chemical base in plants. It will allow us to have it send out a toxin, turning the human mind into an all obeying mush. With this power, I will allow any vampire group that joins me access to any human at anytime. No legal prosecution, nothing. They will keep down the population, and I will control the Earth for eternity."
"You are doomed." She ended coldly.
"Impossible! Even though you are inferior here, my brother and I are the true rulers of this island, and the elf population. You can not possibly make my kindsmen agree to this madness!" Elfohrys said defiantly. The Directors laugh is a scary thing.
'Oh, but I can. I have enslaved your race, and with them as an army, we will crush any resistance." She crowed triumphantly. Elfohrys stared her down, not even flinching. Even I was impressed. When an elf is mad, you can tell.
"In that case, my mate and I, and this group for that matter, will do everything in our power to stop you. We are stronger than all other elves, I remind you. We once ruled them, and being enslaved is not ideal. Many will join us." Ice and menace dripped off of his words.
"So be it. I will have an elf army. And you will die." She said coldly. Emmett had kept in until now.
"Why Rose? WHY?" He asked. If he could cry, he would be crying his eyes out now, I was sure.
"Because, she can give me what you never can, Emmett." Rosalie said, standing firm.
"I can give you anything if I try baby! What does she have that I don't?" Emmett said, getting mad.
'She has the power to give me a baby, that's what. I stand with the Director now. Resistance is futile. Join us." She said, for the first time, showing some emotion.
Emmett stared at her, and then his face hardened over. He stood up to his full height, tense and stiff. "I'm sorry, Rosalie. You have chosen your side, now I choose mine." And with that, we ran out of that forsaken castle, and out into the heat of the day.
