Eli: Here's the new chapter. Hope you like it. Enjoy!
Ian pushed open the doors to Irons' library. Meredith stood before the blazing flames of the fireplace. She turned and glared.
"Detective."
"Where is she?!" Irons's snorted and went to the dark corner of the room. She pulled Sara out by her arm. Sara's head was bent down low and she refused to make a sound. Meredith dragged her into the light. Then she flung Sara at Ian, who caught her before she hit the floor.
"Take back your whore, wielder. You have tarnished my property and it is now yours."
Ian glared back at Irons before getting Sara to her feet. She kept her head down so that her hair was in her face. Ian put his hand under her chin and raised her face up. Sara lifted her haed up into view and Ian bit his tongue from gasping.
Sara's face was covered in cuts and bruises. Her eyes were filled with tears as he looked upon her face.
No man can love a monster. It can no longer be true. And I wished so much. My heart feels like it's breaking.
The pain was so deep in Sara's chest she shut her eyes and passed out from the pain. Ian held her limp body and looked back at Irons.
"How could you do something like this? Especially to your own daughter, you sadisitic bitch!"
"She is not my daughter. No failure is part of my blood line."
"Except for you. She never failed anything. You just got jealous." Meredith laughed haughtily.
"Why would I be jealous of that?!"
"Because she's everything you're not! Perfect."
"If you consider that perfect then, Detective, you are truly blind."
"Go to hell, Irons!" Ian picked up Sara. She was still unconscious from the pain.
"To there and back, and I must say I found it to my liking. Thank you for removing the whore off my property." Ian quickly put Sara down on the couch and approached Meredith. He grabbed her collar and shoved her into the wall.
"She is not a whore. But she is mine!" He glared at her. "It's no wonder David never loved you."
"You have no right to speak of David!" Meredith shrieked out. She grabbed the nearest weapon, a spear, and threw it at him. Ian activated the witchblade and caught the spear and tossed it to the ground. Ian turned it form a gauntlet to a sword and before Meredith could do anything, shoved it through her stomach. She kneeled over in pain.
The witchblade was a bracelet once again. Ian picked Sara back up and left the mansion with out another look at Irons.
Eli: Whoa! Short but serious. More to come.
Ian pushed open the doors to Irons' library. Meredith stood before the blazing flames of the fireplace. She turned and glared.
"Detective."
"Where is she?!" Irons's snorted and went to the dark corner of the room. She pulled Sara out by her arm. Sara's head was bent down low and she refused to make a sound. Meredith dragged her into the light. Then she flung Sara at Ian, who caught her before she hit the floor.
"Take back your whore, wielder. You have tarnished my property and it is now yours."
Ian glared back at Irons before getting Sara to her feet. She kept her head down so that her hair was in her face. Ian put his hand under her chin and raised her face up. Sara lifted her haed up into view and Ian bit his tongue from gasping.
Sara's face was covered in cuts and bruises. Her eyes were filled with tears as he looked upon her face.
No man can love a monster. It can no longer be true. And I wished so much. My heart feels like it's breaking.
The pain was so deep in Sara's chest she shut her eyes and passed out from the pain. Ian held her limp body and looked back at Irons.
"How could you do something like this? Especially to your own daughter, you sadisitic bitch!"
"She is not my daughter. No failure is part of my blood line."
"Except for you. She never failed anything. You just got jealous." Meredith laughed haughtily.
"Why would I be jealous of that?!"
"Because she's everything you're not! Perfect."
"If you consider that perfect then, Detective, you are truly blind."
"Go to hell, Irons!" Ian picked up Sara. She was still unconscious from the pain.
"To there and back, and I must say I found it to my liking. Thank you for removing the whore off my property." Ian quickly put Sara down on the couch and approached Meredith. He grabbed her collar and shoved her into the wall.
"She is not a whore. But she is mine!" He glared at her. "It's no wonder David never loved you."
"You have no right to speak of David!" Meredith shrieked out. She grabbed the nearest weapon, a spear, and threw it at him. Ian activated the witchblade and caught the spear and tossed it to the ground. Ian turned it form a gauntlet to a sword and before Meredith could do anything, shoved it through her stomach. She kneeled over in pain.
The witchblade was a bracelet once again. Ian picked Sara back up and left the mansion with out another look at Irons.
Eli: Whoa! Short but serious. More to come.