Part 19
Ivory kept her breath held in the hope that she and Mace would make it out of the Night World mansion without being caught. So far they didn't seem to be having a problem.
It made her suspicious, thinking the Night People were up to something.
~A little pessimistic, aren't you?~ Mace's voice said in her mind.
Ivory frowned at him. ~Keep out of my mind,~ she thought to him, knowing instinctively that he would read her thoughts. ~Don't you think this is just too...easy?~
Mace didn't answer for a minute. ~Maybe, he said finally. ~But I guess it's better than nothing. We can get out of the basement window. The other Daybreakers are waiting for us.~
Ivory nodded, glancing around uneasily. She could hear a floorboard creaking somewhere. She shuddered, convinced it was someone coming to get them.
Glancing behind her, she saw it wasn't. The sooner they got out of here, the easier she could breathe.
* * *
Asfixia wasn't pleased to be woken up. Even more angry to be politely informed by a security guard that her prize Wild Power was sneaking down the hall with her body guard.
Groaning she dragged herself out of bed, thrust her arms into a black silk dressing gown and followed the guard to the security station.
Ten TV monitors showed places all over the grounds. One monitor clearly showed Ivory and Mace sneaking down the back hallways.
"Look at this." The guard pointed at another screen.
Asfixia frowned, looking at another screen, showing three girls hovering around bushes by a basement window. Daybreakers. Asfixia cursed under her breath. She should have had Mace executed the minute Sherry told her he was acting suspicious. She had to come up with a plan, and fast.
"Okay," she said finally. "Here's what we're going to do."
* * *
Drake was moving faster that he thought. The creaking floorboards were annoying him. Why didn't Asfixia bother to get them fixed? He needed to talk to Ivory, and he needed to talk to her *now*.
If she didn't want to talk to him, he'd make her listen. He ran his fingers along the wooden stake up the sleeve of his jacket. Lucky thing sharp wooden stake killed witches as well as vamps. Plus for him with Ivory being half human.
Of course, he didn't want to kill her - he would only hurt her if necessary. He -
His thoughts broke off when he saw her room was empty. He stared in surprise. Asfixia was going to be so pissed when she found out. She can't have gone far, he told himself. Fuelled by anger, he caught her scent on the air, and ran in that direction. A snarl of anger escaped his throat, seeing her with Mace.
He threw himself at the traitor like a linebacker, stake out. Before Mace could gather himself to fight back Drake plunged the stake into his heart. His skin started withering and stretching over his bones and within minutes he was nothing more than a mummified corpse.
Drake raised his eyes to look at Ivory. She was flattered against the wall, eyes wide with terror.
"You killed him," she whispered.
Drake stood up and looked at her. He spat on the corpse. "He was scum, a traitor," he said simply. He took a step towards her. Ivory remained still for a few seconds.
Then she ran. Drake cursed mentally and ran after her, catching her. She struggled in his arms, screaming, loud piercing shrieks. She kicked him, knocking him off balance. Stumbling, he fell taking her with him.
They landed in a heap, him on top of her. She lay under him, panting and terrified." Are you going to kill me?" she whispered.
Drake stared at her. "No," he whispered. He could see her arm stretching to get the stake he'd dropped. He reached out to stop her, his hand touched hers -
And his mind exploded.
* * *
Ivory kept her breath held in the hope that she and Mace would make it out of the Night World mansion without being caught. So far they didn't seem to be having a problem.
It made her suspicious, thinking the Night People were up to something.
~A little pessimistic, aren't you?~ Mace's voice said in her mind.
Ivory frowned at him. ~Keep out of my mind,~ she thought to him, knowing instinctively that he would read her thoughts. ~Don't you think this is just too...easy?~
Mace didn't answer for a minute. ~Maybe, he said finally. ~But I guess it's better than nothing. We can get out of the basement window. The other Daybreakers are waiting for us.~
Ivory nodded, glancing around uneasily. She could hear a floorboard creaking somewhere. She shuddered, convinced it was someone coming to get them.
Glancing behind her, she saw it wasn't. The sooner they got out of here, the easier she could breathe.
* * *
Asfixia wasn't pleased to be woken up. Even more angry to be politely informed by a security guard that her prize Wild Power was sneaking down the hall with her body guard.
Groaning she dragged herself out of bed, thrust her arms into a black silk dressing gown and followed the guard to the security station.
Ten TV monitors showed places all over the grounds. One monitor clearly showed Ivory and Mace sneaking down the back hallways.
"Look at this." The guard pointed at another screen.
Asfixia frowned, looking at another screen, showing three girls hovering around bushes by a basement window. Daybreakers. Asfixia cursed under her breath. She should have had Mace executed the minute Sherry told her he was acting suspicious. She had to come up with a plan, and fast.
"Okay," she said finally. "Here's what we're going to do."
* * *
Drake was moving faster that he thought. The creaking floorboards were annoying him. Why didn't Asfixia bother to get them fixed? He needed to talk to Ivory, and he needed to talk to her *now*.
If she didn't want to talk to him, he'd make her listen. He ran his fingers along the wooden stake up the sleeve of his jacket. Lucky thing sharp wooden stake killed witches as well as vamps. Plus for him with Ivory being half human.
Of course, he didn't want to kill her - he would only hurt her if necessary. He -
His thoughts broke off when he saw her room was empty. He stared in surprise. Asfixia was going to be so pissed when she found out. She can't have gone far, he told himself. Fuelled by anger, he caught her scent on the air, and ran in that direction. A snarl of anger escaped his throat, seeing her with Mace.
He threw himself at the traitor like a linebacker, stake out. Before Mace could gather himself to fight back Drake plunged the stake into his heart. His skin started withering and stretching over his bones and within minutes he was nothing more than a mummified corpse.
Drake raised his eyes to look at Ivory. She was flattered against the wall, eyes wide with terror.
"You killed him," she whispered.
Drake stood up and looked at her. He spat on the corpse. "He was scum, a traitor," he said simply. He took a step towards her. Ivory remained still for a few seconds.
Then she ran. Drake cursed mentally and ran after her, catching her. She struggled in his arms, screaming, loud piercing shrieks. She kicked him, knocking him off balance. Stumbling, he fell taking her with him.
They landed in a heap, him on top of her. She lay under him, panting and terrified." Are you going to kill me?" she whispered.
Drake stared at her. "No," he whispered. He could see her arm stretching to get the stake he'd dropped. He reached out to stop her, his hand touched hers -
And his mind exploded.
* * *