*Woo hoo! New (and old) reviewers! Glad that Hugs&Kisses and Victoria could
join the group of readers. And a side note for Crashnburn: Damon and Elena?
*Shudder* Banish the thought! If the story started turning in that
direction, I'd personally hand you the gun. And thinking again about Damon
and Elena . . . *Snicker* BWA HAHAHAHAHA HA HA HA HA HA HA! Not in MY
story. I have more plot building to do. You'll see what I have planned. :)
Hope I'm not causing any ulcers.*
Chapter XIII
The car screeched to a halt in front of a group of abandoned warehouses. An eerie feeling of apprehension descended upon the car. The three humans emerged and waited. As the minutes trickled by, Alaric started to fidget. Five minutes. Ten. Still no vampire appeared.
"Screw this," Mina muttered. The two witches started towards the complex with Alaric in tow.
********
The horde split up, circling the compound when the humans left the automobile.
*Surround the facility, and approach from differing angles.* Damon called.
He shifted form and took his position, silently following Bonnie's two friends and the doctor.
********
Heloise landed swiftly on the ground, extending her senses outward. Someone was watching her.
"Show yourself," she said softly, knowing that the vampire who stalked her could hear her words. Especially, since the power enveloped hers.
A dark shadow slowly coalesced from above and formed the shape of a man. He jumped down and landed, watching her with amusement.
"Interesting that one so young would challenge me." His voice was smooth and rhythmic. Hypnotic.
"I'm not that young," she spat, shacking free of his voice. "And definitely have lived long enough to realize that torturing weak-"
"Weak?" He tilted his head. "Obviously you have no comprehension of the abilities of magic."
The man smiled and revealed extended teeth.
Heloise hissed and shifted her feet, preparing for a fight. She took a step towards him but found her body immobilized. She struggled against it but whatever held her only trapped her more. She paused and took a breath, focusing on her own inner psyche. The bonds loosened a little.
"Interesting," the man said. He approached her calmly and ran a finger along her cheek. He followed the same line with his mouth and then tongue.
She snapped at him, drawing blood.
He pulled back, rage enveloping his fine features.
Fear emerged from the depths of her mind and her breath caught in her throat. She tried mind calling but met a mental barrier. She barred her teeth at him in defiance.
The bonds tightened and started pulling her arms and legs taunt. She struggled but to no avail. Her shoulders and legs dislocated and eventually were ripped from her body. She screamed in agony.
The man stood over her and dug his hands into the flesh of her neck. The last thing she saw were his cold eyes and then a tearing pain.
********
Leopold turned north, feeling the loss of a mind against him. He took a step towards where Heloise was supposed to be stationed when a hand reached out, grabbed him and flung him against a wall.
He quickly regained his poise and rose slowly to face a laughing vampire. He was blonde, green eyed and obviously very arrogant. A trait he found endearing in Damon but not in this one. This one would have to pay. A rage that sometimes frightened even his sire pulsed through his body, a memory of the time when his family was threatened.
They circled on another, trying to feel for weakness. Leopold waited until the man leapt at him, going for an instant kill. He fell back under the assault but used the time when falling to shift his weight and throw the vampire into the pile of crates on his left. He snapped to his feet and snapped off a piece of wood in the rough shape of a stake.
The blonde vampire opened his eyes and saw Leopold standing over him. A tired smile formed on his face, one that made Leopold pause for an instant. He understood.
Without hesitation, he staked the vampire and released him from his living hell.
********
Sullivan frowned. He could sense the minds of more vampires other than his children surrounding the facility. They were too late to save the girl. She would die or turn, most likely the first due to the lack of blood he had given her.
He felt Zack die under the hands of an older vampire. He could also feel the minds of two other vampires that might also threaten his children. He would deal with them personally.
*Return to me.* he called to Germain, Lavonne and Vincent. *Leave them for another day.*
He turned back to the warehouse that held his Bonnie and smiled. *Return to me if you can little witch.*
He felt a flicker in response. In it he sensed hate, fear and obedience.
********
"I know she's here," Jolan called out in annoyance. She kept pacing the dirty floor, kicking garbage and rotten cardboard out of her path. She reminded Mina of a trapped animal. Alaric sat silently, staring at the wall.
Mina let out a cry of fear when she noticed the Italian vampire standing beside her friend.
"Be quiet," Damon hissed in Jolan's ear.
He pushed past her and silently examined the floor of the building.
The set of his shoulders made Mina step forward in concern. "What-"
He snapped his head up at her and she fell obediently silent. She cast her eyes towards Jolan who grimaced. The soft whisper of her voice penetrated Mina's mind. *Heloise is dead.*
Damon slammed his fist into a wall. "Shut up!" The rounded outline of his fist and cracks now decorated the wall's surface. The building shook. He had obviously hit a support beam.
Mina quickly backpedaled until she tripped over a crate and fell over backwards. She cried out in fear while the floor gave way under her weight.
A hand grabbed her wrist and kept her from falling any further. Quick reflexes, she thought.
"Can you see anything?" he called down.
She opened her eyes and gazed down into the basement. Her eyes rested on the prone form of a dirty, and blood soaked red head. "Drop me."
She landed hard on her ankle but ignored the pain. Damon landed beside her smoothly. His eyes immediately found the immobile form of Bonnie.
He walked over and knelt down beside her, feeling for a pulse. Mina swallowed hard.
Bonnie's face was streaked with blood and dust. Her clothing was grey, almost white from the dirt. She was still wearing the same clothing as the night she was taken, almost one month ago.
Damon raked his fingers through his hair and stared down at Bonnie. Mina saw a flash of pain cross his features. He swore softly and brushed a stiff lock of hair off Bonnie's face.
A loud thump came from behind her as Jolan jumped down and landed on her ass. Her cursing stopped when she noticed the limp form of her friend. But she didn't react. She had already known that Bonnie was dead.
"Let's get her out of here," was all she said.
Damon lowered his hand to pick up Bonnie when her eye's flung open and a clawed hand reached for his throat.
Chapter XIII
The car screeched to a halt in front of a group of abandoned warehouses. An eerie feeling of apprehension descended upon the car. The three humans emerged and waited. As the minutes trickled by, Alaric started to fidget. Five minutes. Ten. Still no vampire appeared.
"Screw this," Mina muttered. The two witches started towards the complex with Alaric in tow.
********
The horde split up, circling the compound when the humans left the automobile.
*Surround the facility, and approach from differing angles.* Damon called.
He shifted form and took his position, silently following Bonnie's two friends and the doctor.
********
Heloise landed swiftly on the ground, extending her senses outward. Someone was watching her.
"Show yourself," she said softly, knowing that the vampire who stalked her could hear her words. Especially, since the power enveloped hers.
A dark shadow slowly coalesced from above and formed the shape of a man. He jumped down and landed, watching her with amusement.
"Interesting that one so young would challenge me." His voice was smooth and rhythmic. Hypnotic.
"I'm not that young," she spat, shacking free of his voice. "And definitely have lived long enough to realize that torturing weak-"
"Weak?" He tilted his head. "Obviously you have no comprehension of the abilities of magic."
The man smiled and revealed extended teeth.
Heloise hissed and shifted her feet, preparing for a fight. She took a step towards him but found her body immobilized. She struggled against it but whatever held her only trapped her more. She paused and took a breath, focusing on her own inner psyche. The bonds loosened a little.
"Interesting," the man said. He approached her calmly and ran a finger along her cheek. He followed the same line with his mouth and then tongue.
She snapped at him, drawing blood.
He pulled back, rage enveloping his fine features.
Fear emerged from the depths of her mind and her breath caught in her throat. She tried mind calling but met a mental barrier. She barred her teeth at him in defiance.
The bonds tightened and started pulling her arms and legs taunt. She struggled but to no avail. Her shoulders and legs dislocated and eventually were ripped from her body. She screamed in agony.
The man stood over her and dug his hands into the flesh of her neck. The last thing she saw were his cold eyes and then a tearing pain.
********
Leopold turned north, feeling the loss of a mind against him. He took a step towards where Heloise was supposed to be stationed when a hand reached out, grabbed him and flung him against a wall.
He quickly regained his poise and rose slowly to face a laughing vampire. He was blonde, green eyed and obviously very arrogant. A trait he found endearing in Damon but not in this one. This one would have to pay. A rage that sometimes frightened even his sire pulsed through his body, a memory of the time when his family was threatened.
They circled on another, trying to feel for weakness. Leopold waited until the man leapt at him, going for an instant kill. He fell back under the assault but used the time when falling to shift his weight and throw the vampire into the pile of crates on his left. He snapped to his feet and snapped off a piece of wood in the rough shape of a stake.
The blonde vampire opened his eyes and saw Leopold standing over him. A tired smile formed on his face, one that made Leopold pause for an instant. He understood.
Without hesitation, he staked the vampire and released him from his living hell.
********
Sullivan frowned. He could sense the minds of more vampires other than his children surrounding the facility. They were too late to save the girl. She would die or turn, most likely the first due to the lack of blood he had given her.
He felt Zack die under the hands of an older vampire. He could also feel the minds of two other vampires that might also threaten his children. He would deal with them personally.
*Return to me.* he called to Germain, Lavonne and Vincent. *Leave them for another day.*
He turned back to the warehouse that held his Bonnie and smiled. *Return to me if you can little witch.*
He felt a flicker in response. In it he sensed hate, fear and obedience.
********
"I know she's here," Jolan called out in annoyance. She kept pacing the dirty floor, kicking garbage and rotten cardboard out of her path. She reminded Mina of a trapped animal. Alaric sat silently, staring at the wall.
Mina let out a cry of fear when she noticed the Italian vampire standing beside her friend.
"Be quiet," Damon hissed in Jolan's ear.
He pushed past her and silently examined the floor of the building.
The set of his shoulders made Mina step forward in concern. "What-"
He snapped his head up at her and she fell obediently silent. She cast her eyes towards Jolan who grimaced. The soft whisper of her voice penetrated Mina's mind. *Heloise is dead.*
Damon slammed his fist into a wall. "Shut up!" The rounded outline of his fist and cracks now decorated the wall's surface. The building shook. He had obviously hit a support beam.
Mina quickly backpedaled until she tripped over a crate and fell over backwards. She cried out in fear while the floor gave way under her weight.
A hand grabbed her wrist and kept her from falling any further. Quick reflexes, she thought.
"Can you see anything?" he called down.
She opened her eyes and gazed down into the basement. Her eyes rested on the prone form of a dirty, and blood soaked red head. "Drop me."
She landed hard on her ankle but ignored the pain. Damon landed beside her smoothly. His eyes immediately found the immobile form of Bonnie.
He walked over and knelt down beside her, feeling for a pulse. Mina swallowed hard.
Bonnie's face was streaked with blood and dust. Her clothing was grey, almost white from the dirt. She was still wearing the same clothing as the night she was taken, almost one month ago.
Damon raked his fingers through his hair and stared down at Bonnie. Mina saw a flash of pain cross his features. He swore softly and brushed a stiff lock of hair off Bonnie's face.
A loud thump came from behind her as Jolan jumped down and landed on her ass. Her cursing stopped when she noticed the limp form of her friend. But she didn't react. She had already known that Bonnie was dead.
"Let's get her out of here," was all she said.
Damon lowered his hand to pick up Bonnie when her eye's flung open and a clawed hand reached for his throat.