"FUCK!" Deacon yelled, throwing his laptop across the room. It hit
the wall and exploded into pieces. "Where is she?"
"I don't know, Deacon." Mercury said. "When me and Quinn got up here, she was gone."
"Who were the guards standing at the entrance? Find them and bring them to me, NOW." He barked as he sat down on the couch, lit a cigarette, and started scratching Fang's head. He woke up five minutes earlier and found Quinn and Mercury in the living room, reading the note Dallas had typed on the laptop before she left. When he read what she wrote, his heart dropped. How could she? How could she just leave me like that? I thought things were going so well. What did I do? He thought to himself. I should have known. Why didn't I just do what I had to do with her and kill her? You let her get to you, Deacon. You let her get to you and she fucked you over.
"Deac." Quinn said.
He had been in such deep thought he didn't realize Quinn and Mercury drag two familiars into the room. He put his cigarette out and stood up. He walked over to where Quinn and Mercury were holding them. "Leave us." He said.
Quinn and Mercury went out into the kitchen, leaving the two familiars to die at the hands of the angry vampire.
"Why did you let her leave?" Deacon asked calmly.
"She said you knew. She said you gave her permission to leave and she would be back in two hours." The bigger familiar said. He was about six feet tall and had a marine hair cut. He had pale green eyes and pale skin.
"And you believed her?"
"Yes, sir, we did. We thought that since you were being so nice to her lately-"
Before he could finish his sentence, Deacon grabbed him by his throat and threw him across the room. He hit the wall and landed hard on the floor. Then Deacon turned his attention to the other familiar who was cowering in fear, knowing he was about to die.
"Master, please, it was an accident." He pleaded. "I'm sorry. We didn't know. She-"
Deacon grabbed him by his throat and drove his fangs into his neck, cutting his speech. Blood poured out onto the floor and blood slowly started to run from the familiar's mouth. Deacon ripped his fangs from his flesh and snapped his neck then let his lifeless body drop to the floor. He turned his attention back to the first familiar, who was trying to pull himself up off the ground. Deacon walked over and waited for him to stand up. Then he grabbed his throat, dug his claws in, and pulled, ripping his throat out. Blood sprayed from his throat and he fell to the ground.
"Quinn! Mercury!" Deacon barked.
"Yeah, boss?" Quinn said as he and Mercury entered the room. They stopped dead in their tracks at the sight of the two dead familiars and the excessive amount of blood on the floor.
"She went to him."
"Why the hell would she do that?"
"She did it to protect me." He looked down at the dead body laying on his floor. "Get a team together. I want her back. Distract Blade and his little bitch. I'm going to get her tonight."
"No problem."
"I don't know, Deacon." Mercury said. "When me and Quinn got up here, she was gone."
"Who were the guards standing at the entrance? Find them and bring them to me, NOW." He barked as he sat down on the couch, lit a cigarette, and started scratching Fang's head. He woke up five minutes earlier and found Quinn and Mercury in the living room, reading the note Dallas had typed on the laptop before she left. When he read what she wrote, his heart dropped. How could she? How could she just leave me like that? I thought things were going so well. What did I do? He thought to himself. I should have known. Why didn't I just do what I had to do with her and kill her? You let her get to you, Deacon. You let her get to you and she fucked you over.
"Deac." Quinn said.
He had been in such deep thought he didn't realize Quinn and Mercury drag two familiars into the room. He put his cigarette out and stood up. He walked over to where Quinn and Mercury were holding them. "Leave us." He said.
Quinn and Mercury went out into the kitchen, leaving the two familiars to die at the hands of the angry vampire.
"Why did you let her leave?" Deacon asked calmly.
"She said you knew. She said you gave her permission to leave and she would be back in two hours." The bigger familiar said. He was about six feet tall and had a marine hair cut. He had pale green eyes and pale skin.
"And you believed her?"
"Yes, sir, we did. We thought that since you were being so nice to her lately-"
Before he could finish his sentence, Deacon grabbed him by his throat and threw him across the room. He hit the wall and landed hard on the floor. Then Deacon turned his attention to the other familiar who was cowering in fear, knowing he was about to die.
"Master, please, it was an accident." He pleaded. "I'm sorry. We didn't know. She-"
Deacon grabbed him by his throat and drove his fangs into his neck, cutting his speech. Blood poured out onto the floor and blood slowly started to run from the familiar's mouth. Deacon ripped his fangs from his flesh and snapped his neck then let his lifeless body drop to the floor. He turned his attention back to the first familiar, who was trying to pull himself up off the ground. Deacon walked over and waited for him to stand up. Then he grabbed his throat, dug his claws in, and pulled, ripping his throat out. Blood sprayed from his throat and he fell to the ground.
"Quinn! Mercury!" Deacon barked.
"Yeah, boss?" Quinn said as he and Mercury entered the room. They stopped dead in their tracks at the sight of the two dead familiars and the excessive amount of blood on the floor.
"She went to him."
"Why the hell would she do that?"
"She did it to protect me." He looked down at the dead body laying on his floor. "Get a team together. I want her back. Distract Blade and his little bitch. I'm going to get her tonight."
"No problem."