Tyler POV

I could feel my body growing light, my mind was blank and my body felt like it was floating. The thought of having to lose my life to this man force hated to fill my chest. I could hear the soft slurping down as Kathrine let out a loud wail, one that shook my heart and boomed in my ears.

"His blood isn't working, why isn't it working?" Her tone was outraged and booming with shrill panic. I gave her a cold bitter laugh. I knew that my face had to be horrible to see and a few ounces of blood would heal me.

"I'm not an original hybrid, only the blood of my father can heal a hybrid bite the last time that I checked. I'm not an original hybrid. You're going to die Kathrina, you had a choice: you brought the monster who hunts monsters down on me and my father. You will never make it out of this alive you're going to die, my father won't save you, and the moment that you try to betray Mikeal he is going to kill you too. He won't let you stop him from getting what he wants. Isn't that right grandpa?"

Even as I spoke dark red swirled around me the scent of mold and moist air filled my nose as my body ached. My throat felt like it was on fire, my tongue felt clammy in my mouth and my whole body felt weak. I curled up into a tight ball to protect what little undamaged bones that I had left. The soft whisper of air-filled my ears as I could sense the magic that blooms in the air. I knew that my father would come to save me even if he had to give up his life for mine and that forced terror to fill my chest.

I wished that he would never have left, there was terror flushing my mind as I could hear the crunch of gravel. The soft humming of an ancient Icelandic folk song filled the air. The medley was sweet yet melancholy as I smelled a murderous hunger rolling off the humming man in front of me. I couldn't see anything but I could sense their bright red aura slamming against me.

Mikael spoke with a smug smile pulling at his lips, "Yes that is very true if you try to leave or attempt to give up our location to Klaus then I will kill you. Tyler I won't be killing you yet. Despite the fact that you are an abomination your blood is quite delicious and I have an unlimited supply." Even as he spoke he lowered down to one knee the low whisper of his breath ghosting against my skin forced goosebumps to form on my skin. I felt cold even though I usually ran hot. I wanted my dad. I wanted all of this to end but I won't let my fear show.

I felt the searing pain of his fangs digging deep into my throat as I resisted the urge to groan out of pain. The soft slurping and the feeling of lightheadedness filled my mind once more. My heart thundered in my chest as I took in a long steady breath doing my best not to panic as I felt my life force leaving my body.

I might have thought that I was going to die but then I could hear the roar of wolves, the loud whoosh of vampire speed, and the loud roar of Mikeal as he ripped his head back sharply from my throat. I knew that they were hybrids and sent here to find me.

For a moment I let myself hope but then they were going to find me but an overwhelming aura ripped apart the smaller blue and red auras that were going out like small flames. Off to the side, I could see a small red aura that looked to be decaying. The scent of venom rich blood filled my nose and I knew that it was Kathrine.

For a moment I thought that there was a chance of me getting off of here. But I knew better than to think that. Mikeal wasn't going to let me go until everyone that my father loved was dead then and only then would he give me the sweet release of death. Panic screams slammed against my ears bouncing around in my brain as the wails of panic screeches echoed in the air.

It wasn't till I started to hear the echoing screamed followed by loud snapping and the crunching of bones that I knew all hope was lost. Screams and dying cries filled my ears as bodies dropped to the ground with heavy thumps. I caught a familiar wildflower and blood scent that I knew had to be Dany. I could smell the terror running off of her in bright gold waves. She fought with a ferociousness that shocked me and she didn't even think of backing down. It was the strong hands of two older hybrids that pulled her away.

"Don't be a git come on before we all die." A thick Irish accent filled the air and flooded my senses. I knew that had to be Derek, one of my father's oldest friends. So the other person had to be uncle Mason. I could hear her fighting against their grips. I wished that I could see them but lids felt like anchors and I couldn't even begin to lift them. Mikeal's soft pants filled my ears. They were the only thing that I heard as the fighting began to die down.

"I hope that the bastard does better than that or he will never get you back" The joking and a cruel voice filled my ears and Mikeal stalked back over to me. I could hear the soft smacking that his lips made as he ran his tongue over his blood-stained lips. His pants started to ease up and when he spoke again I got a cold shiver rushing down my spine. "All that fighting has built up an appetite, you don't mind your grandson."

Michaels tone was mocking and cruel as he glared at me. I couldn't see him but I knew that his bright blue eyes had to be jaded off and burning with rage as a cunning grin pulled at his face. I'm sure that he had a crazed look on his face as he dropped down to one knee and slammed his fangs into my shoulder this time.

I struggled to breathe, I couldn't keep the pain away from any longer for the shoulder that he bit. It felt like there was fire running in my veins. He was gripping to the arm that had already been broken in three places. I didn't cry out I knew that was going to get worse. Dad wherever you are please hurry.