Thanks for all those that reviewed! I been so busy so please don't be angry
with me for writing this so late. I'm trying to update Demona and The Love
of Vorador today. So they should be up soon! Well enough of my excuses
because I know you don't want to hear all that. I'll get to the story now.
So now for what you all been waiting for.Chapter 11!
Marcus was angry and confused at what he was feeling at the moment. He wasn't angry at Demona, no far from being angry at her. Demona had been extraordinary the night before but it seemed to unreal to him.
If his former master Vorador was still alive, in the mortal sense, and he himself told his master that he slept with a human girl and a priest to boot. Marcus was sure Vorador would have died of an extreme heart attack on the spot.
The sound of thunder awoke him from his thoughts as he looked around the damp street in which he was walking. It reminded him very much of the Slums in which Faustus used to master. Well that was before he got in the way of Kain, but that's an entirely different matter all together.
He stopped suddenly with a dangerous thought. He knew Kain well and he also knew that he hadn't heard much of Kain in the past few days, which was to irregular even for Kain. Kain would have struck by now, for that Marcus was sure.
Marcus crossed his arms in thought as he thought on it. Kain wasn't stupid, he would most likely wait until he himself was at a disadvantage or if something happened to him that would weaken him enough so that Kain would think it easy to kill him.
He snorted at his thoughts. 'Yes Kain would enjoy it knowing he had something important to me in his grasp. Lucky I have nothing of the sort in which he can.'
Even as he though it, the image of Demona slide into his mind as settled there like a stone. It suddenly hit him that Kain had most likely followed them here. And on a more lethal note..he had left Demona alone.
He leaped forward and sprinted down the street, trying to get to the small house as quickly as possible. He made sure to disappear around most the people who would scream if they would have laid eyes on him and made back to the house is fairly good time.
"Demona?!" Marcus slammed the door open as he walked in. The fire was still glowing and the bed was still unmade. There was no Demona. A sudden feeling he couldn't explain filled his chest as he ran from the house and into the street, looking around in all directions, hoping maybe that he could catch her scent or even a sign of sorts.
After thirty minutes off searching roads and alleys he finally picked up a slightly smell of her heavenly scent and followed it instantly. He ran until he was at a dead end alley. Her scent was strong here but there was no sign of her. Just as he was about to turn away the door to the side of the alley opened slowly.
After briefly thinking over it, he darted down into the darkness of the passageway. He ran until he came into a circular room with no other doors not counting the one he just came in.
"At last, I'm disappointed into your progress, I imagined you'd been here sooner." (I love that saying!)
Marcus jerked his head up and looked to see Kain sitting on a ledge. His golden eyes gleaming with untold secrets.
"What have you done to the woman, Kain?"
"Done to her? Come now surely you can trust me."
"I couldn't trust you even when I served you in your poor excuse of an army!"
Kain growled as he stared down at Marcus.
"I guess you want her back, very well take her!"
Marcus knew they had to be some sort of catch and as the thought this a curtain pulled away to reveal a thick glassed tank filled with water, and Demona inside fighting for air.
Kain chuckled slightly when he saw Marcus's horror stricken expression and laughed.
"Take her if you can!"
Thanks for waiting so long! Please review!
Marcus was angry and confused at what he was feeling at the moment. He wasn't angry at Demona, no far from being angry at her. Demona had been extraordinary the night before but it seemed to unreal to him.
If his former master Vorador was still alive, in the mortal sense, and he himself told his master that he slept with a human girl and a priest to boot. Marcus was sure Vorador would have died of an extreme heart attack on the spot.
The sound of thunder awoke him from his thoughts as he looked around the damp street in which he was walking. It reminded him very much of the Slums in which Faustus used to master. Well that was before he got in the way of Kain, but that's an entirely different matter all together.
He stopped suddenly with a dangerous thought. He knew Kain well and he also knew that he hadn't heard much of Kain in the past few days, which was to irregular even for Kain. Kain would have struck by now, for that Marcus was sure.
Marcus crossed his arms in thought as he thought on it. Kain wasn't stupid, he would most likely wait until he himself was at a disadvantage or if something happened to him that would weaken him enough so that Kain would think it easy to kill him.
He snorted at his thoughts. 'Yes Kain would enjoy it knowing he had something important to me in his grasp. Lucky I have nothing of the sort in which he can.'
Even as he though it, the image of Demona slide into his mind as settled there like a stone. It suddenly hit him that Kain had most likely followed them here. And on a more lethal note..he had left Demona alone.
He leaped forward and sprinted down the street, trying to get to the small house as quickly as possible. He made sure to disappear around most the people who would scream if they would have laid eyes on him and made back to the house is fairly good time.
"Demona?!" Marcus slammed the door open as he walked in. The fire was still glowing and the bed was still unmade. There was no Demona. A sudden feeling he couldn't explain filled his chest as he ran from the house and into the street, looking around in all directions, hoping maybe that he could catch her scent or even a sign of sorts.
After thirty minutes off searching roads and alleys he finally picked up a slightly smell of her heavenly scent and followed it instantly. He ran until he was at a dead end alley. Her scent was strong here but there was no sign of her. Just as he was about to turn away the door to the side of the alley opened slowly.
After briefly thinking over it, he darted down into the darkness of the passageway. He ran until he came into a circular room with no other doors not counting the one he just came in.
"At last, I'm disappointed into your progress, I imagined you'd been here sooner." (I love that saying!)
Marcus jerked his head up and looked to see Kain sitting on a ledge. His golden eyes gleaming with untold secrets.
"What have you done to the woman, Kain?"
"Done to her? Come now surely you can trust me."
"I couldn't trust you even when I served you in your poor excuse of an army!"
Kain growled as he stared down at Marcus.
"I guess you want her back, very well take her!"
Marcus knew they had to be some sort of catch and as the thought this a curtain pulled away to reveal a thick glassed tank filled with water, and Demona inside fighting for air.
Kain chuckled slightly when he saw Marcus's horror stricken expression and laughed.
"Take her if you can!"
Thanks for waiting so long! Please review!