Dwayne POV
Dwayne had managed to make it into the building without being detected by any other guards or by Max himself, he traipsed the empty dingy corridors, searching for any sign of activity, he'd hit another dead end when he heard Mariam scream for him, begging him to help her. As he was about to sprint in her direction a hand clamped around his chest, rooting him to the spot, he growled, kicking out, "Dwayne, Dwayne it's me." He heard Marko whisper, he relaxed, turning to face him, "Did you hear her?" Dwayne asked his brother, scared he was imagining things. Marko nodded, beckoning for Dwayne to follow him, they crept silently single file down a flight of old metal stairs, coming to another corridor, they followed the long dark passage down to the end approaching a large metal door. Dwayne listened at the door for any sound of movement, "PLEASE STOP." They heard Mariam scream, followed by callous laughter from what sounded like two different people. They were about to storm the door when Dwayne grabbed Marko's shoulders, flipping him round to face him, "Marko I need you to promise me something." He pleaded. "Bro can't it wait? This isn't exactly a good time" Marko agonised. "This is important Marko, fuck sake, do you know how much this is killing me to say? FUCK" Dwayne whispered harshly, keeping his voice in order to avoid alerting anyone to their presence.
"Look Marko, I know how you feel about Mariam." He announced looking into Marko's eyes, knowing as they flickered he'd been right. "Wait, how did you…" Marko begun before Dwayne cut him off, "I just know, I'm your brother, I can sense how you feel, no one had to tell me, I knew you'd never do anything about how you feel, fuck you can't help who you fall for! I know I accused you before, I explained why I did it. Just… shit what I'm tryna say here is… if anything happens to me, if I don't make it out of here, promise me you'll take care of her, love her, keep her safe, take care of her and Devante" He requested seriously, "Bro what are you talking…" "Just promise me Marko" "I promise man" Marko agreed, Dwayne nodded determinedly, signalling it was time to move. Dwayne counted to three, transitioning to his vampire form before storming through the door.
Entering the room, he heard Marko scream, flinching, a little shocked at his brothers reaction, he found he couldn't speak, what he saw turned his blood to ice, his eyes burnt with hatred, a strong to rip some ones heart out overwhelmed him. Mariam lay on a crate, bound by her wrists and ankles, one vampire violently raping her whilst the other ripped repeatedly at her flesh. She was covered in blood and bruises which seemed to be fading much slower than they should.
Dwayne looked into her eyes and he almost died, her eyes were glazed, her facial features numb, she wasn't Mariam anymore, she was an empty shell. He sensed movement beside him as Marko roared flying toward the vampire raping Mariam, he watched in admirable horror as his brother delved his fist directly into the vampires chest, tearing out his heart, throwing the corpse across the room, Marko lunged at the second vampire knocking him back against the wall, the vampire landing straight onto a metal pole protruding from the concrete, the sharp rusty metal pierced the vampires heart as he screamed in agony, Marko forced the heart of the first vampire down the dying vampires throat, muffling his screams of distress.
Dwayne snapped himself out of his trance, he'd never seen his brother so violent, it should have been him killing these bastards. He flew to his mates side, ripping off his jacket, cover her tortured naked body. He stroked her face and hair, showering her with kisses, telling her how sorry he was, how much he loved her. He didn't notice as Marko untied her wrists and ankles, hissing as he took in the sight of her battered body.
Mariam eventually seemed to realise what was happened, sobbing gripping Dwayne's shirt as if her life depended on it. "Devante you have to help him. Please he's scared please." She begged panicked. "Sshhh baby it's okay, I'm here now, I'll find him, he'll be safe I promise" He soothed.
"Marko, I need you to stay with Mariam, I'm going to find Devante. She can't be left alone, she's too weak to fight, too vulnerable" He told his brother. Marko nodded reluctantly, Dwayne knew Marko didn't want to let him go alone but he also knew he was right. Dwayne gently kissed Mariam on the forehead, telling them both he'd be back with Devante soon, to wait for him or if it gets dangerous for Marko to get her out of there, fast. Dwayne headed for the door taking one last look back at his mate, terrified and wounded. He braced himself before heading out the door.
As he was turning a corner he slammed into someone, immediately transitioning, positioning himself ready to kill. "Dwayne it's us" a hushed voice whispered in the dark. Dwayne blinked and focused he made out the faces of David, Paul and Star. "Did you find them?" Star asked anguish clear in her voice. "I found Mariam, two guys had her tied up torturing her. Marko is with her now, I'm going to find Devante. She told me she'd heard him, Marko killed the two vampires back there." He explained robotically, he couldn't fully comprehend what's happening.
David gripped his shoulder "We're with you brother, let's go find your son." He instructed determinedly. They moved down the corridor silently, listening for any sounds which would point them in the right direction. Halfway down the corridor they heard muffled voices along with a child's angry voice. Dwayne tensed hearing his son, he felt his anger rising to the surface, hurrying his way down toward another metal door which had been left ajar. Dwayne peered through the gap, observing Max along with one other vampire looking at something under a microscope, he moved his gaze over slightly, meeting his son's frightened gaze. Devante was strapped to a gurney, tubes sticking out of his arms. Dwayne put his finger to his lips gesturing for his son to stay quiet, Devante slowly nodded in understanding.
Dwayne turned to the others, giving them the lowdown on the situation, he was going to go release Devante, David, Paul and Star were to rush up on Max and the other vampire. Hopefully the plan would work, Dwayne needed to get his son out of there and fast. Dwayne took a deep breath, charging into the room in a blazing fury, Max spun around sensing an intruder and growled. Paul attacked the vampire with Max who was easy to take down and David launched himself at Max. Max caught David by the lapels of his jacket, throwing him into a glass cabinet, the glass shattering on impact. Star seeing her mate hurt threw herself at Max, but she where near strong enough to take on a vampire such as Max, he slapped her hard, sending her reeling backwards to the floor. Dwayne managed to free Devante, setting him down on his feet, he instructed Devante to run, find his mom and uncle Marko, he obeyed running as fast as his little legs could carry him out of the door.
Max lunged at Dwayne pinning him onto the gurney, hissing and slamming his head repeatedly back against the hard metal. Dwayne growled, kicking him off, Paul was waiting behind, catching Max, throwing him hard against the wall. David had recovered from his collision with the cabinet, rising to his feet. Both he and Paul rushed at Max, but he was fast, years of experience on his side, he dove at Dwayne catching him off guard. Dwayne felt a burning pain in his chest as Max ripped his claws through his flesh in search of his heart. Dwayne clawed and punched Max's face, his effort was in vain. He heard his brothers scream, clawing at Max's back in an attempt to rip him away but the old bastard was strong, Dwayne saw his life flash before his eyes, his mate, his son, the love he had, then everything begun to fade away to nothing as Max yanked out his hand along with Dwayne's cold dead heart.
