Chapter Five: Once Upon A December
AN- To the two of you that have reviewed, thanks! I really mean it, you two are the ones that are making me want to write more of this. I really, appreciate your reviews.
I lost track of time, I could have been their for hours and I wouldn't have known it. After awhile, I just gave up on trying to break the chains and let my body slump against the wall. I was unbelievably tired, but...sleep in this kind of situation was just not an option. I managed to jump at every noise, and found my self watching Lindsey, willing him to wake up. I was so scared...and I didn't want to be alone...after awhile I started to hum, old tunes that I had played on the piano. The only thing I could do in my old life...play the piano, and now I brought my self to those times that I sat in the living room in front of my parents, playing the piano to receive their praise. Now, I just hummed the tunes so I wouldn't be alone with my thoughts...for thoughts can be more fearful then the situation...
His head had been pounding, the only solace in the matter was the fact that there was only one steady noise and not the loud sounds of a fight he had been expecting when he would wake. He heard only humming...and that terrified him when he opened his eyes. The room he was in was dim, nearly completely dark. His hand went to his head to feel the dried blood above his left eye...well that was why his head was throbbing.
"Amara?"
The humming stopped, which was really to bad...it was something to concentrate on other then the pain. Finally his eyes adjusted to the light around him, he could see her hanging form.
"Hey there sleepy head." She stated while arching a brow, and giving a slight sigh.
"Do you know where we are?"
"I was told we were at Wolfram and Hart..."
"Must be in the basement then...the rest of the building really doesn't look like a..." Lindsey glanced around one last time. "A...dreary castle in England."
"Actually, the castles in England for the most part aren't dreary...they are well kept...even the dungeons actually." Amara explained, causing an odd glance from Lindsey. "I was over there before I came to LA."
He nodded and stood up with a slight sway to his body, the suit he wore was caked with dirt and sweat, Amara just looked at him as he moved towards her...he looked so different then what she was used to. He tugged at her chains and shook his head,
"They won't come off anytime soon, I recognize them…same ones we have that we have to hold vampires, you won't be pulling them off the wall anytime soon." He explained to her, and she just rolled her eyes…talk about late information. That would have been helpful to know while she was nearly cutting off her hands trying to get out. Truth be told, she would have tried to get out anyway even if she knew they were to hold vampires. She didn't have that special strength that they had…she had, whatever the powers wanted her to have. It seemed right now, the powers were away on vacation seeing as they weren't getting her out of this situation. You'd think they would want her to get out…
"What's going to happen to us?"
Lindsey plopped himself down on the concrete floor next to her and sighed, "I don't know, you'll probably be kept in here as long as you try to fight them and this situation…if you don't fight and do whatever they want…well, you'll probably get better treatment…if you fight it will probably be more painful when they take the blood. If you don't, it will probably be just a needle being stuck into you."
"W…what about you? What will they do to you?"
He glanced up, meeting her eyes and arched a brow. "Didn't know you cared…" He stated sarcastically, a slight small smile on his lips.
"Yeah, well…you saved me…I just want to make sure nothing happens to my savior before I get a chance to pay him back."
Lindsey pulled his gaze away from her, now his vision was replaced with a cold, uncaring, dark floor instead of Amara. "Do you want to know the truth?"
"Yes."
"They will probably kill me, this is the second time I betrayed them…the first time was to protect some little kids from being killed. I knew what they would do to you if they found you…I hid you…and then I left…no word, just left…without even finishing my cases, leaving all my clients to hang…and I went to Wolfram and Harts number one enemy…Angel. I'll probably be killed…"
There was a sound of unlocking, followed by the sound of the heavy metal door being opened. This time instead of just one person visiting them, there were four. One, both Amara and Lindsey recognized…while the others just looked like hired suits.
"Worse…we aren't letting you die…ever." Holland spoke, calmly with a grin as the three other men came into grab Lindsey who gave up as much fight as he could before he was shoved roughly against the wall next to Amara, in such an angle whereas he couldn't push the men away without breaking his neck.
Neither of us apparently expected this, what they were doing was just…wrong. I, however didn't have a say in the matter. Holland was going to let Lindsey be his little test rabbit, he was going to make Lindsey drink my blood first. I had opened my mouth to object only to have Holland stand in front of me, still smiling while he put duck tape over my lips. Lindsey…god, he shouldn't have to be forced to drink…he shouldn't live the kind of life I do…its…not fair.
Holland took off his dark colored suit jacket, and handed it to one of the suited men that wasn't doing anything. A small box was pulled out of his dress pants, it was a deep rich oak color with what Amara recognized as Runes carved into it. She arched a brow, and was ready to make a comment…but the tape had halted her from doing so. The box was opened to reveal a small knife, that looked like a normal pairing knife used for peeling apples in the kitchen or something.
This knife boggled her, it was so small…but the blade gleamed in the dim light. It was sharp, apparently this was a man who didn't care about the size of the weapon, as long as it got the job done. Lindsey from her side had tried to push off the two men holding him down, but with a groan he was smacked back into the hard wall.
"Stop fighting it, we are about to give you the best gift you will ever receive…immortality."
"I don't want it…just kill me." Lindsey responded with gritted teeth, as he was able to turn his head slightly to see what Holland was doing.
"Well, you are still a valid employee of this company…and we'd like to have you alive."
"You'd like to have someone who will betray you at any moment become an immortal?"
"Yes…but we will take certain precautions…spells, incantations…etcetera, to make sure you stay in place this time." Holland explained while ripping the tape off of Amara's mouth before he brought his knife up to her lips.
"Don't do this…" She begged, but didn't get far before the knife was pushed to her lips.
"Shush now, this should only take a few minutes…" With that he began cutting tiny slits in her lips, crimson rivers starting to roll down her chin, across her neck, and down the top of her shirt. Her eyes shut, as Holland made a 'Hmm' sound. "Seems the powers aren't healing you that quickly eh? Probably trying to kill you off before we get to your blood…not to worry…there should be enough blood in you to make most of us immortal…and then…we can make the others immortal." He explained while stepping back, giving the suited men a wave with his hand to pull Lindsey in front of Amara.
"You fucking bastard…" Lindsey started, only to be cut off by the ever calm Holland.
"I sensed some chemistry between you two while watching the tape feed…why don't you give the little immortal a kiss?" A brow was arched along with a chuckle as he watched the men push Lindsey's head to Amara's.
Once his lips were over hers, one of the suited men pinched his nose. He had to open his mouth sometime, the chanting had already started from Holland. It was an actual simplistic chant, but extremely hard to find…they had to go to nearly every temple in China to get the scrolls that had all the chants. Now, everything seemed to be turning out as planned. A broad smile crossed his face as he continued the chant, watching as a glowing light started to swirl around Amara and Lindsey.
He had opened his mouth, he had to…he had to breath, and the man holding him just pushed his face more against Amara's so that his open mouth covered her bloody lips. This was cruel, crueler then he had expected from Holland…
Lindsey could feel the blood in his mouth, the taste barely registered as it swam down the back of his throat. Amara had opened her eyes and looked at him fearfully, neither one new what to expect and the glowing light was making the situation even more terrifying. They met their gaze, and both knew it was far to late. Lindsey started to kiss her blood covered mouth of his own free will and she kissed him back, the chanting had stopped…but the swirl of light continued around them. One of the suited men had let go of Lindsey, stumbling back a bit before the other man holding onto him was thrown off by some invisible force.
"What's happening?!" Holland roared, as he brought his cell phone to his ear and started to bark orders into it. Things weren't going to plan, not at all.
Holland had made him take blood from my lips to torture Lindsey even more, to taunt him almost…and when he had taken in so much blood…it's like, he gave up…like he knew this was either the end of his life…or the beginning of a very long one. He…actually started to kiss me, I was taken a back…and I kissed him back. It's hard to believe I was kissing the same geeky guy I used to know in my old life. It…felt right, I could feel my blood dripping into him…I felt a tugging, like he was taking something from me and I wondered what it was…until I finally figured it out. He was taking my immortality away, I wasn't sure if it was supposed to happen like that. The kiss grew more intense and so did the lights, then I realized, the spell…the chant…my immortality. It wasn't, that I could be a blood bar for so many people to become immortal…I gave my immortality to only one person…and then…I don't know what. I felt dizzy…maybe I die now…but, I didn't get to finish my destiny did I? I don't want to die again…
The golden light illuminated the whole room, it stayed around the kissing duo. Lindsey had wrapped his arms around her and pulled away from the kiss, but the light around them didn't stop. It just kept going, and going. "I don't think this was supposed to happen."
"Me either." Amara stated in a small whisper of a voice, "I don't feel very well…"
"I won't let anything happen to you."
"Promise?"
"I promised that along time ago…to your father, he told me that he thought something might happen to him…"
"What?"
"Just listen…he told me, that if he died…I was to watch out for you and your sister…but you all died…so I didn't get a chance to…but now…you're alive…so I'll make sure…you stay that way."
"Why?"
"Because…it's the way it's supposed to be."
"What do you mean?"
"Prophecies work in strange ways…"
"Huh?"
He had confused her, it was like he had suddenly become the Dali lama or something. She felt her binds fall, her hands dropping to her sides.
"Don't worry about it, I'll explain it all later…I think…I don't know how I know…but, this light…it just cut off your binds for a reason…we need to get to the sewers…"
"But…"
"I promised…you're safe."
"Okay."
The light started to spread out, blinding those in the room long enough for Lindsey to grab hold of Amara's hand and lead her out of the room, the light had stayed in the room…it was still swirling. Amara looked back and nearly tripped but was saved by Lindsey pulling her up in his arms. She gripped his neck and watched as the light started to turn into a deep red color, she grimaced. Why did people who didn't know any better have to mess with the magic's?
"Back into the sewers!" She heard Lindsey call out, whipping her head around she seen Angels head duck back down. The light exploded from the room the moment she looked back, heading towards them…faster…faster…faster…
and then their was nothing.
Silence.
Darkness.
Memories.
I remember the first dog I ever had, it was a Black Lab Amanda and I had called Zeek. I remember the first time I went to school, it was raining, Mom and Dad walked us to the bus stop and stayed their with us keeping us warm and dry under their umbrella. In second grade my Dad put me in front of the piano and I never stopped playing. The first day of High School I remember being the center of attention with Amanda because we were twins. I remember the first dance I went to, getting ready and walking down the stairs to be met with my Dad and Lindsey who were interrogating my date. I remember seeing all the blood in the kitchen…I remember meeting Sairi. I remember saving Lorne. I remember arguing with Angel. I remember researching with Wesley. I remember my first kiss with Lindsey…I remember…the bright light…
-Once Upon A December-
Deana Carter
Dancing bears,
Painted wings
Things I almost remember
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...
Far away, long ago
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart used to know,
Things it yearns to remember...
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December
AN- Sorry for the shortness of this chapter, and the little cliffhanger ending. I just couldn't write anymore right now. I'm going on 48 hours of sleepless-ness and I require food-stuffs. Hopefully the next chapter will be better, though at this point I have no idea what the next chapter is going to be about. -sigh-
Oh, also I got another reviewer! Wooooooo. I'm so happy. Thanks for reviewing you guys.
AN- To the two of you that have reviewed, thanks! I really mean it, you two are the ones that are making me want to write more of this. I really, appreciate your reviews.
I lost track of time, I could have been their for hours and I wouldn't have known it. After awhile, I just gave up on trying to break the chains and let my body slump against the wall. I was unbelievably tired, but...sleep in this kind of situation was just not an option. I managed to jump at every noise, and found my self watching Lindsey, willing him to wake up. I was so scared...and I didn't want to be alone...after awhile I started to hum, old tunes that I had played on the piano. The only thing I could do in my old life...play the piano, and now I brought my self to those times that I sat in the living room in front of my parents, playing the piano to receive their praise. Now, I just hummed the tunes so I wouldn't be alone with my thoughts...for thoughts can be more fearful then the situation...
His head had been pounding, the only solace in the matter was the fact that there was only one steady noise and not the loud sounds of a fight he had been expecting when he would wake. He heard only humming...and that terrified him when he opened his eyes. The room he was in was dim, nearly completely dark. His hand went to his head to feel the dried blood above his left eye...well that was why his head was throbbing.
"Amara?"
The humming stopped, which was really to bad...it was something to concentrate on other then the pain. Finally his eyes adjusted to the light around him, he could see her hanging form.
"Hey there sleepy head." She stated while arching a brow, and giving a slight sigh.
"Do you know where we are?"
"I was told we were at Wolfram and Hart..."
"Must be in the basement then...the rest of the building really doesn't look like a..." Lindsey glanced around one last time. "A...dreary castle in England."
"Actually, the castles in England for the most part aren't dreary...they are well kept...even the dungeons actually." Amara explained, causing an odd glance from Lindsey. "I was over there before I came to LA."
He nodded and stood up with a slight sway to his body, the suit he wore was caked with dirt and sweat, Amara just looked at him as he moved towards her...he looked so different then what she was used to. He tugged at her chains and shook his head,
"They won't come off anytime soon, I recognize them…same ones we have that we have to hold vampires, you won't be pulling them off the wall anytime soon." He explained to her, and she just rolled her eyes…talk about late information. That would have been helpful to know while she was nearly cutting off her hands trying to get out. Truth be told, she would have tried to get out anyway even if she knew they were to hold vampires. She didn't have that special strength that they had…she had, whatever the powers wanted her to have. It seemed right now, the powers were away on vacation seeing as they weren't getting her out of this situation. You'd think they would want her to get out…
"What's going to happen to us?"
Lindsey plopped himself down on the concrete floor next to her and sighed, "I don't know, you'll probably be kept in here as long as you try to fight them and this situation…if you don't fight and do whatever they want…well, you'll probably get better treatment…if you fight it will probably be more painful when they take the blood. If you don't, it will probably be just a needle being stuck into you."
"W…what about you? What will they do to you?"
He glanced up, meeting her eyes and arched a brow. "Didn't know you cared…" He stated sarcastically, a slight small smile on his lips.
"Yeah, well…you saved me…I just want to make sure nothing happens to my savior before I get a chance to pay him back."
Lindsey pulled his gaze away from her, now his vision was replaced with a cold, uncaring, dark floor instead of Amara. "Do you want to know the truth?"
"Yes."
"They will probably kill me, this is the second time I betrayed them…the first time was to protect some little kids from being killed. I knew what they would do to you if they found you…I hid you…and then I left…no word, just left…without even finishing my cases, leaving all my clients to hang…and I went to Wolfram and Harts number one enemy…Angel. I'll probably be killed…"
There was a sound of unlocking, followed by the sound of the heavy metal door being opened. This time instead of just one person visiting them, there were four. One, both Amara and Lindsey recognized…while the others just looked like hired suits.
"Worse…we aren't letting you die…ever." Holland spoke, calmly with a grin as the three other men came into grab Lindsey who gave up as much fight as he could before he was shoved roughly against the wall next to Amara, in such an angle whereas he couldn't push the men away without breaking his neck.
Neither of us apparently expected this, what they were doing was just…wrong. I, however didn't have a say in the matter. Holland was going to let Lindsey be his little test rabbit, he was going to make Lindsey drink my blood first. I had opened my mouth to object only to have Holland stand in front of me, still smiling while he put duck tape over my lips. Lindsey…god, he shouldn't have to be forced to drink…he shouldn't live the kind of life I do…its…not fair.
Holland took off his dark colored suit jacket, and handed it to one of the suited men that wasn't doing anything. A small box was pulled out of his dress pants, it was a deep rich oak color with what Amara recognized as Runes carved into it. She arched a brow, and was ready to make a comment…but the tape had halted her from doing so. The box was opened to reveal a small knife, that looked like a normal pairing knife used for peeling apples in the kitchen or something.
This knife boggled her, it was so small…but the blade gleamed in the dim light. It was sharp, apparently this was a man who didn't care about the size of the weapon, as long as it got the job done. Lindsey from her side had tried to push off the two men holding him down, but with a groan he was smacked back into the hard wall.
"Stop fighting it, we are about to give you the best gift you will ever receive…immortality."
"I don't want it…just kill me." Lindsey responded with gritted teeth, as he was able to turn his head slightly to see what Holland was doing.
"Well, you are still a valid employee of this company…and we'd like to have you alive."
"You'd like to have someone who will betray you at any moment become an immortal?"
"Yes…but we will take certain precautions…spells, incantations…etcetera, to make sure you stay in place this time." Holland explained while ripping the tape off of Amara's mouth before he brought his knife up to her lips.
"Don't do this…" She begged, but didn't get far before the knife was pushed to her lips.
"Shush now, this should only take a few minutes…" With that he began cutting tiny slits in her lips, crimson rivers starting to roll down her chin, across her neck, and down the top of her shirt. Her eyes shut, as Holland made a 'Hmm' sound. "Seems the powers aren't healing you that quickly eh? Probably trying to kill you off before we get to your blood…not to worry…there should be enough blood in you to make most of us immortal…and then…we can make the others immortal." He explained while stepping back, giving the suited men a wave with his hand to pull Lindsey in front of Amara.
"You fucking bastard…" Lindsey started, only to be cut off by the ever calm Holland.
"I sensed some chemistry between you two while watching the tape feed…why don't you give the little immortal a kiss?" A brow was arched along with a chuckle as he watched the men push Lindsey's head to Amara's.
Once his lips were over hers, one of the suited men pinched his nose. He had to open his mouth sometime, the chanting had already started from Holland. It was an actual simplistic chant, but extremely hard to find…they had to go to nearly every temple in China to get the scrolls that had all the chants. Now, everything seemed to be turning out as planned. A broad smile crossed his face as he continued the chant, watching as a glowing light started to swirl around Amara and Lindsey.
He had opened his mouth, he had to…he had to breath, and the man holding him just pushed his face more against Amara's so that his open mouth covered her bloody lips. This was cruel, crueler then he had expected from Holland…
Lindsey could feel the blood in his mouth, the taste barely registered as it swam down the back of his throat. Amara had opened her eyes and looked at him fearfully, neither one new what to expect and the glowing light was making the situation even more terrifying. They met their gaze, and both knew it was far to late. Lindsey started to kiss her blood covered mouth of his own free will and she kissed him back, the chanting had stopped…but the swirl of light continued around them. One of the suited men had let go of Lindsey, stumbling back a bit before the other man holding onto him was thrown off by some invisible force.
"What's happening?!" Holland roared, as he brought his cell phone to his ear and started to bark orders into it. Things weren't going to plan, not at all.
Holland had made him take blood from my lips to torture Lindsey even more, to taunt him almost…and when he had taken in so much blood…it's like, he gave up…like he knew this was either the end of his life…or the beginning of a very long one. He…actually started to kiss me, I was taken a back…and I kissed him back. It's hard to believe I was kissing the same geeky guy I used to know in my old life. It…felt right, I could feel my blood dripping into him…I felt a tugging, like he was taking something from me and I wondered what it was…until I finally figured it out. He was taking my immortality away, I wasn't sure if it was supposed to happen like that. The kiss grew more intense and so did the lights, then I realized, the spell…the chant…my immortality. It wasn't, that I could be a blood bar for so many people to become immortal…I gave my immortality to only one person…and then…I don't know what. I felt dizzy…maybe I die now…but, I didn't get to finish my destiny did I? I don't want to die again…
The golden light illuminated the whole room, it stayed around the kissing duo. Lindsey had wrapped his arms around her and pulled away from the kiss, but the light around them didn't stop. It just kept going, and going. "I don't think this was supposed to happen."
"Me either." Amara stated in a small whisper of a voice, "I don't feel very well…"
"I won't let anything happen to you."
"Promise?"
"I promised that along time ago…to your father, he told me that he thought something might happen to him…"
"What?"
"Just listen…he told me, that if he died…I was to watch out for you and your sister…but you all died…so I didn't get a chance to…but now…you're alive…so I'll make sure…you stay that way."
"Why?"
"Because…it's the way it's supposed to be."
"What do you mean?"
"Prophecies work in strange ways…"
"Huh?"
He had confused her, it was like he had suddenly become the Dali lama or something. She felt her binds fall, her hands dropping to her sides.
"Don't worry about it, I'll explain it all later…I think…I don't know how I know…but, this light…it just cut off your binds for a reason…we need to get to the sewers…"
"But…"
"I promised…you're safe."
"Okay."
The light started to spread out, blinding those in the room long enough for Lindsey to grab hold of Amara's hand and lead her out of the room, the light had stayed in the room…it was still swirling. Amara looked back and nearly tripped but was saved by Lindsey pulling her up in his arms. She gripped his neck and watched as the light started to turn into a deep red color, she grimaced. Why did people who didn't know any better have to mess with the magic's?
"Back into the sewers!" She heard Lindsey call out, whipping her head around she seen Angels head duck back down. The light exploded from the room the moment she looked back, heading towards them…faster…faster…faster…
and then their was nothing.
Silence.
Darkness.
Memories.
I remember the first dog I ever had, it was a Black Lab Amanda and I had called Zeek. I remember the first time I went to school, it was raining, Mom and Dad walked us to the bus stop and stayed their with us keeping us warm and dry under their umbrella. In second grade my Dad put me in front of the piano and I never stopped playing. The first day of High School I remember being the center of attention with Amanda because we were twins. I remember the first dance I went to, getting ready and walking down the stairs to be met with my Dad and Lindsey who were interrogating my date. I remember seeing all the blood in the kitchen…I remember meeting Sairi. I remember saving Lorne. I remember arguing with Angel. I remember researching with Wesley. I remember my first kiss with Lindsey…I remember…the bright light…
-Once Upon A December-
Deana Carter
Dancing bears,
Painted wings
Things I almost remember
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...
Far away, long ago
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart used to know,
Things it yearns to remember...
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December
AN- Sorry for the shortness of this chapter, and the little cliffhanger ending. I just couldn't write anymore right now. I'm going on 48 hours of sleepless-ness and I require food-stuffs. Hopefully the next chapter will be better, though at this point I have no idea what the next chapter is going to be about. -sigh-
Oh, also I got another reviewer! Wooooooo. I'm so happy. Thanks for reviewing you guys.