GT: I'm sorry I haven't updated in forever, but that's the beauty in being
me. I never update my stories. Although, that is also the curse of being
me because I can lose readers like that. Anyway, here's my current list of
excuses of not updating: 1) finals, high school sucks doing this time of
the year 2) end of the year and just getting lazy 3) work; nuff, said. I
don't really have to explain that 4) writer's block; the cold war is
finally beginning to thaw 5) school in general 6) my pathetic advances to
obtaining what so many people have...a life 7) season finale season 8) summer
movie season; saw Van Helsing going to go see it again with my friends and
than again with my aunt and my little sis. 9) just plain lost interest in
story and started other stories which I've already lost interest in
Okay, now that's all cleared up here's the second to the last chapter of
The Eye's of a Child!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that can be used against me in a court of law. But I do own Chris and the plot of this story.
Chapter 5: True Intentions
Selene held her gun up to the vampire's head who still held Chris's limp form in his arms. "Say hi to Viktor for me," she growls beginning to pull back on the trigger. Chris's eyes flicker with a hidden pain, another death that he must witness.
"Do you want him to fall deeper into darkness? You can hear his heartbeat faster when he witnesses death. He fears it and anyone who brings it about. He'll probably end up in an insane asylum when he's older, because you would have pushed him over the edge by killing me in front of him. The blood will trinkle down my face onto his and he'll start on a road that will lead to many peoples deaths." Devon says slyly as Selene looks from the egotistical vampire to the small, pale child that she had grown to love as her own child. She lowers her weapon, the fire of pride still glowing in her icy, cold eyes. "Nice, to see that you were willing to see it my way. Now, go to sleep."
A blunt object hits her in the back of the head and she blacks out, lying beside Michael who had fallen during Devon's little speech. "Make sure they're locked up tight. And make sure, they see everything." He says with a smile as he walks into the main room, carrying Chris in his arms. "Soon, even Marcus won't stand a chance against me!" He gives Chris to a vampire wearing a surgical outfit, who takes him to the middle of the room where a steel table was well lit.
"Here we go," the vampire in the surgical outfit says setting down Chris, who looks blindly into the white light. His blue eyes slowly adjusting to the lights as shadows hovered above him driving thin, metallic needles into his small arms. He closes his eyes tightly trying to drown at the stinging pain, tears escaping through the slits of his eyes but not giving into what the vampire wanted. Giving up on his hope, which was slowly fading into the darkness that had consumed most of him already.
He hears the fading footsteps of the really, really bad man who disappears behind the blood red velvet curtains that led to his room. Chris turns his head to the side, resting his head on the cold, silver steel. He notices the unconscious forms of the people who had come to save him, the woman who gave him so much comfort and calmed the pain and anger that he felt deep within in him. He opens his mouth to call help but the words don't escape his mouth, something blocks his voice. "Trying to call for help?" The "doctor" asks with a toothy smile as he wiggles a tube that is directed right in his throat. Chris starts to cry, not knowing what's going to happen to him as he lay on the table.
After a while, for Chris it was an eternity of pain being directed in his veins and even a small needle was carefully driven into his heart. The bad man emerges from the red curtains, completely changed from his last appearance. Instead of a rugged looking man, there was a man dressed like James Bond smoking a cigar. "Is dinner almost ready, yet?" Devon asks with a smirk as he forms a ring with the smoke escaping his mouth. He nonchalantly walks over to the table where Chris was hooked up to all sorts of needles that led to clear tubes and then to vacuum like machines that would be used to drain the blood out of the seven-year-old.
"We just have to wait for the dinner guests," the doctor says as Chris looks up at them then back to Selene who was hanging by chains next to Michael. Chris tries again to call to her but is stopped by the needle in his neck.
"And they should be arriving any minute now. Marcus has tasted Helsing blood before, hasn't he? But back then it was aged; this is young and strong. I wonder, if he'll like this more." Devon says gently running his hand against Chris's pale face and than grabbing his wet, matted jet- black hair. "You better not disappoint me, okay little boy!" Chris snuffs a cry as all the needles in his veins pull one way, while he is pulled another.
"Lord Devon, Marcus has finally arrived." One of his underlings says bowing slightly, being followed by Marcus and some of his followers. Devon's attitude quickly changes and he walks over to greet the older clan leader.
"Devon, you seem to have thought this out." Marcus says looking to the middle of the room, where Chris lay still as the dead. "Oh, and what charming décor." He indicates Selene and Michael who hang unconius chained to the wall. Devon leads him to a chair and one of his servants helps him sit down.
"I do what I can," Devon lies, snapping his fingers and one of his underlings flip a switch. The machines activate and Chris gasps in pain as his blood travels through the tubes.
"How, last century. Devon, I thought we stopped using humans as food sources." Marcus says as Devon smirks and one of his underlings set down a tray of silver goblets.
"Marcus, this boy is a direct descendant of Abraham Van Helsing the same man who almost ended your life." Devon says as Marcus looks over at him and gets up from his seat with an intrigued look on his face.
"How did you find him?" Marcus asks as he runs his fingers through Chris soft hair. Chris looks up at the even scarier, looking man who was similar to Devon in many ways. "I've been looking for his blood line for hundreds of years."
"They changed the name and I have better news," Devon says with a smile neither of them noticing Selene starting to wake up. Her eyes slowly adjusting back into consciousness and to two figures standing over the small child that had stolen her heart like Michael had only in a less love interest way.
"What?" Marcus asks eagerly as Devon hands him a silver goblet filled with Chris's deadly blood. Marcus presses his lips on the goblet getting ready to drink.
"He's the last of his blood line," Devon says as Marcus than dives right into drinking the dark red blood. Selene notices Chris's blood running out of his small body, a burning anger growing from deep within her.
"Nooooo!" Selene yells pulling on the chains and making the wall crumble under the pressure. Selene jumps over to the two vampires, her blue eyes reflecting the fire from within her. "Don't you touch him anymore." She kicks Devon in the face, lifting off the ground for the most part. Marcus looks over at Devon before turning and walking away.
"Why the hell isn't he dying?" Devon growls as Marcus turns back to him with a smile on his face.
"Did you not consider that I lie?" Marcus says looking back at the unconscious boy who had so reminded of himself when he was that age. "Exactly like me. I give the best of luck, my boy." With that, Marcus disappears down the hall. Leaving Devon to the fate that he had begun after touching the boy. Michael slowly starts to wake up as well, his chains already broken from Selene's escape. He runs over to Chris, seeing that he had the most medical experience.
"Michael, is he..."Selene starts to ask but is cut off by the hybrid who just smiles warmly at her.
"Don't worry, he's alright. He just has to get his blood back in him, that's all." Michael says turning the switch on reverse and starting the process to return Chris's blood back to him.
"I don't think so," Devon says trying to tackle Michael but Selene grabs him by the ankle and starts to swing him around. "Let me go, bitch!" He kicks Selene in the head and flips in the air kicking Michael in the face and groin. Michael falls to the ground in pain and leaving one more needle in Chris's throat. Devon walks over to Selene, dragging Michael by his hair. "You can die together." He gets ready to shoot her in the head with an ultraviolet bullet. Raze, Spider, Mouse, and Lucian finally arrive only to see the ending of the fight.
A shot rings out through the entire mausoleum and everyone stays completely still. Selene looks up at the dark-haired power hungry vampire who stands very still. "How?" Devon chokes out as his skin slowly starts to melt away, he turns to see Chris sitting on the table barely holding a silver handgun in his shaking hands, aimed right at the vampire. Devon looks into the eyes of the determined blue eyed seven-year-old who pulls the trigger again, finishing him off. Selene lifts to uneasy feet and walks over to the boy, taking him up her arms nearly at tears. Michael stands up and sorely walks over to them and they all stand quietly in a hug.
"Thanks," Chris finally says breaking the silence between the three of them. Mouse gets ready to join the trio but is stopped by three older, stronger, and smarter wolves.
"Just leave them be," Lucian says with a smile as they watch the heart-wreaking scene.
"God, this makes me sick." Spider says before getting pelted by punches delivered by the other three who take the fight outside.
"I never want you to leave," Chris says to Selene who looks over at Michael with longing eyes but is greeted by cold eyes. Michael stays quiet for a while and then gives his answer to the question that Selene and Chris had, even though Selene never let on to what her question was.
GT: And that's it! Nah, I wouldn't do that! Anyway, the next chapter is the last. Hopefully, you liked this story so far. I know I enjoyed all the feedback and all the time I spent trying to figure out how I was going to end it. And even though I enjoyed writing it, every story has to come to an end and this is that story's end. Please Review and read the last chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that can be used against me in a court of law. But I do own Chris and the plot of this story.
Chapter 5: True Intentions
Selene held her gun up to the vampire's head who still held Chris's limp form in his arms. "Say hi to Viktor for me," she growls beginning to pull back on the trigger. Chris's eyes flicker with a hidden pain, another death that he must witness.
"Do you want him to fall deeper into darkness? You can hear his heartbeat faster when he witnesses death. He fears it and anyone who brings it about. He'll probably end up in an insane asylum when he's older, because you would have pushed him over the edge by killing me in front of him. The blood will trinkle down my face onto his and he'll start on a road that will lead to many peoples deaths." Devon says slyly as Selene looks from the egotistical vampire to the small, pale child that she had grown to love as her own child. She lowers her weapon, the fire of pride still glowing in her icy, cold eyes. "Nice, to see that you were willing to see it my way. Now, go to sleep."
A blunt object hits her in the back of the head and she blacks out, lying beside Michael who had fallen during Devon's little speech. "Make sure they're locked up tight. And make sure, they see everything." He says with a smile as he walks into the main room, carrying Chris in his arms. "Soon, even Marcus won't stand a chance against me!" He gives Chris to a vampire wearing a surgical outfit, who takes him to the middle of the room where a steel table was well lit.
"Here we go," the vampire in the surgical outfit says setting down Chris, who looks blindly into the white light. His blue eyes slowly adjusting to the lights as shadows hovered above him driving thin, metallic needles into his small arms. He closes his eyes tightly trying to drown at the stinging pain, tears escaping through the slits of his eyes but not giving into what the vampire wanted. Giving up on his hope, which was slowly fading into the darkness that had consumed most of him already.
He hears the fading footsteps of the really, really bad man who disappears behind the blood red velvet curtains that led to his room. Chris turns his head to the side, resting his head on the cold, silver steel. He notices the unconscious forms of the people who had come to save him, the woman who gave him so much comfort and calmed the pain and anger that he felt deep within in him. He opens his mouth to call help but the words don't escape his mouth, something blocks his voice. "Trying to call for help?" The "doctor" asks with a toothy smile as he wiggles a tube that is directed right in his throat. Chris starts to cry, not knowing what's going to happen to him as he lay on the table.
After a while, for Chris it was an eternity of pain being directed in his veins and even a small needle was carefully driven into his heart. The bad man emerges from the red curtains, completely changed from his last appearance. Instead of a rugged looking man, there was a man dressed like James Bond smoking a cigar. "Is dinner almost ready, yet?" Devon asks with a smirk as he forms a ring with the smoke escaping his mouth. He nonchalantly walks over to the table where Chris was hooked up to all sorts of needles that led to clear tubes and then to vacuum like machines that would be used to drain the blood out of the seven-year-old.
"We just have to wait for the dinner guests," the doctor says as Chris looks up at them then back to Selene who was hanging by chains next to Michael. Chris tries again to call to her but is stopped by the needle in his neck.
"And they should be arriving any minute now. Marcus has tasted Helsing blood before, hasn't he? But back then it was aged; this is young and strong. I wonder, if he'll like this more." Devon says gently running his hand against Chris's pale face and than grabbing his wet, matted jet- black hair. "You better not disappoint me, okay little boy!" Chris snuffs a cry as all the needles in his veins pull one way, while he is pulled another.
"Lord Devon, Marcus has finally arrived." One of his underlings says bowing slightly, being followed by Marcus and some of his followers. Devon's attitude quickly changes and he walks over to greet the older clan leader.
"Devon, you seem to have thought this out." Marcus says looking to the middle of the room, where Chris lay still as the dead. "Oh, and what charming décor." He indicates Selene and Michael who hang unconius chained to the wall. Devon leads him to a chair and one of his servants helps him sit down.
"I do what I can," Devon lies, snapping his fingers and one of his underlings flip a switch. The machines activate and Chris gasps in pain as his blood travels through the tubes.
"How, last century. Devon, I thought we stopped using humans as food sources." Marcus says as Devon smirks and one of his underlings set down a tray of silver goblets.
"Marcus, this boy is a direct descendant of Abraham Van Helsing the same man who almost ended your life." Devon says as Marcus looks over at him and gets up from his seat with an intrigued look on his face.
"How did you find him?" Marcus asks as he runs his fingers through Chris soft hair. Chris looks up at the even scarier, looking man who was similar to Devon in many ways. "I've been looking for his blood line for hundreds of years."
"They changed the name and I have better news," Devon says with a smile neither of them noticing Selene starting to wake up. Her eyes slowly adjusting back into consciousness and to two figures standing over the small child that had stolen her heart like Michael had only in a less love interest way.
"What?" Marcus asks eagerly as Devon hands him a silver goblet filled with Chris's deadly blood. Marcus presses his lips on the goblet getting ready to drink.
"He's the last of his blood line," Devon says as Marcus than dives right into drinking the dark red blood. Selene notices Chris's blood running out of his small body, a burning anger growing from deep within her.
"Nooooo!" Selene yells pulling on the chains and making the wall crumble under the pressure. Selene jumps over to the two vampires, her blue eyes reflecting the fire from within her. "Don't you touch him anymore." She kicks Devon in the face, lifting off the ground for the most part. Marcus looks over at Devon before turning and walking away.
"Why the hell isn't he dying?" Devon growls as Marcus turns back to him with a smile on his face.
"Did you not consider that I lie?" Marcus says looking back at the unconscious boy who had so reminded of himself when he was that age. "Exactly like me. I give the best of luck, my boy." With that, Marcus disappears down the hall. Leaving Devon to the fate that he had begun after touching the boy. Michael slowly starts to wake up as well, his chains already broken from Selene's escape. He runs over to Chris, seeing that he had the most medical experience.
"Michael, is he..."Selene starts to ask but is cut off by the hybrid who just smiles warmly at her.
"Don't worry, he's alright. He just has to get his blood back in him, that's all." Michael says turning the switch on reverse and starting the process to return Chris's blood back to him.
"I don't think so," Devon says trying to tackle Michael but Selene grabs him by the ankle and starts to swing him around. "Let me go, bitch!" He kicks Selene in the head and flips in the air kicking Michael in the face and groin. Michael falls to the ground in pain and leaving one more needle in Chris's throat. Devon walks over to Selene, dragging Michael by his hair. "You can die together." He gets ready to shoot her in the head with an ultraviolet bullet. Raze, Spider, Mouse, and Lucian finally arrive only to see the ending of the fight.
A shot rings out through the entire mausoleum and everyone stays completely still. Selene looks up at the dark-haired power hungry vampire who stands very still. "How?" Devon chokes out as his skin slowly starts to melt away, he turns to see Chris sitting on the table barely holding a silver handgun in his shaking hands, aimed right at the vampire. Devon looks into the eyes of the determined blue eyed seven-year-old who pulls the trigger again, finishing him off. Selene lifts to uneasy feet and walks over to the boy, taking him up her arms nearly at tears. Michael stands up and sorely walks over to them and they all stand quietly in a hug.
"Thanks," Chris finally says breaking the silence between the three of them. Mouse gets ready to join the trio but is stopped by three older, stronger, and smarter wolves.
"Just leave them be," Lucian says with a smile as they watch the heart-wreaking scene.
"God, this makes me sick." Spider says before getting pelted by punches delivered by the other three who take the fight outside.
"I never want you to leave," Chris says to Selene who looks over at Michael with longing eyes but is greeted by cold eyes. Michael stays quiet for a while and then gives his answer to the question that Selene and Chris had, even though Selene never let on to what her question was.
GT: And that's it! Nah, I wouldn't do that! Anyway, the next chapter is the last. Hopefully, you liked this story so far. I know I enjoyed all the feedback and all the time I spent trying to figure out how I was going to end it. And even though I enjoyed writing it, every story has to come to an end and this is that story's end. Please Review and read the last chapter.