Part 5
Again, I'm going to use artistic licence to tell the next part on what Seth did after I escaped, constructing from what I was told later by various people.
Seth was sitting downstairs in the lounge flipping through the TV at the time of the escape, having no idea what was going on upstairs. He knew some time soon he would have to check on Erin, who was probably getting hungry.
He smiled to himself, taking a sip of coffee. So far everything had worked out well. When he was in America he had thought of hunting some beauty queen from a big city high school, but he found the more interesting people were in the small towns, and he had found Erin. Just your average Mary-Sue type with nothing really going about her. She could be changed and moulded to what he wanted in a woman.
Granted, he did have Raina, but she was just getting on his nerves right now. She had everything to make a great trophy, but she was...well...just plain irritating.
He heard sounds interrupting his solitude, screams and swearing, crashing and things being broken. Now what? He thought, irritated. He turned off the TV and went to see what was going on.
He headed up to the tower first, to check on Erin. The commotion was coming from there. He could smell blood and began moving faster, to find chaos. One of his witches was dead on the floor. The door to the tower was open, Erin wasn't in there.
"What the hell is going on?" he demanded. No one answered him. Seth scowled, getting increasingly annoyed.
Raina was down the hall, yelling at one of her idiot assassins. "You were supposed to kill the girl, not the witch, you asshole!"
"Is it my fault she had plans of her own?" the guy who he didn't recognise snapped. "She just shoved me out the way and ran, you were the one who let her escape!"
"Raina, what's going on?" Seth repeated, a dangerous tone in his voice. He scowled furiously. "Escape? She *escaped*?" He pushed the assassin guy out the way, grabbed Raina by the hair and hit her, viciously.
Raina stared at him, her hand raising dramatically to her cheek. "You should never have brought the little bitch here." Her voice was shocked, but oddly calm as well.
"What I do, is my business and nobody else's," Seth snapped at her. "You fucked up royally, and you're going to set things right. If you don't, I'm going to torture you, then I'm going to kill you. Slowly and painfully. I've done this before. You remember Giselle." He shoved her away and stormed back downstairs.
Erin couldn't have gone far. She had no idea where she was, and didn't know anyone, or have any money. There was only so far she could go. He picked up the phone and dialled a number. "Organise a hunt, she's gone. Find her."
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Again, I'm going to use artistic licence to tell the next part on what Seth did after I escaped, constructing from what I was told later by various people.
Seth was sitting downstairs in the lounge flipping through the TV at the time of the escape, having no idea what was going on upstairs. He knew some time soon he would have to check on Erin, who was probably getting hungry.
He smiled to himself, taking a sip of coffee. So far everything had worked out well. When he was in America he had thought of hunting some beauty queen from a big city high school, but he found the more interesting people were in the small towns, and he had found Erin. Just your average Mary-Sue type with nothing really going about her. She could be changed and moulded to what he wanted in a woman.
Granted, he did have Raina, but she was just getting on his nerves right now. She had everything to make a great trophy, but she was...well...just plain irritating.
He heard sounds interrupting his solitude, screams and swearing, crashing and things being broken. Now what? He thought, irritated. He turned off the TV and went to see what was going on.
He headed up to the tower first, to check on Erin. The commotion was coming from there. He could smell blood and began moving faster, to find chaos. One of his witches was dead on the floor. The door to the tower was open, Erin wasn't in there.
"What the hell is going on?" he demanded. No one answered him. Seth scowled, getting increasingly annoyed.
Raina was down the hall, yelling at one of her idiot assassins. "You were supposed to kill the girl, not the witch, you asshole!"
"Is it my fault she had plans of her own?" the guy who he didn't recognise snapped. "She just shoved me out the way and ran, you were the one who let her escape!"
"Raina, what's going on?" Seth repeated, a dangerous tone in his voice. He scowled furiously. "Escape? She *escaped*?" He pushed the assassin guy out the way, grabbed Raina by the hair and hit her, viciously.
Raina stared at him, her hand raising dramatically to her cheek. "You should never have brought the little bitch here." Her voice was shocked, but oddly calm as well.
"What I do, is my business and nobody else's," Seth snapped at her. "You fucked up royally, and you're going to set things right. If you don't, I'm going to torture you, then I'm going to kill you. Slowly and painfully. I've done this before. You remember Giselle." He shoved her away and stormed back downstairs.
Erin couldn't have gone far. She had no idea where she was, and didn't know anyone, or have any money. There was only so far she could go. He picked up the phone and dialled a number. "Organise a hunt, she's gone. Find her."
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