Anna and Gabriel had walked over to their son's room to say goodbye
to him one more time, but they found the room empty. Anna held her hand
to her mouth but didn't know what to think, so she looked over to Gabriel.
Gabriel looked horrified because he couldn't figure out how their son could
be gone when he had been in that room dying only a few hours before. The
two of them heard footsteps near, and they looked over to see Tyrney enter
the room, and he gasped.
"What happened," he asked.
Anna and Gabriel shook their heads, and Tyrney went into the room. He went over to Evon's bed and looked for clues to his disappearance, but all he found were the bloody cloths that had covered Evon's shoulder. There was a faint smell that was inhuman, but Tyrney had never smelled such a stench before. It was not putred, but it was not a pure sweet smell either. It was reptilian except for the smell of fowl, and Tyrney had no idea what the smell could have came from. He assumed that there had been reptiles and birds in the room after he had left. He noticed faint claw marks on the stone floor, and he walked over there. Stooping down, Tyrney ran his hand along the scratches and found them unlike most.
Gabriel stooped down beside his oldest son, and Tyrney glanced up at him. "See this?" Tyrney asked. Gabriel nodded, so Tyrney continued. "It appears to be marks from dragon claws."
Anna asked, "How could dragons get in here?"
Tyrney shrugged. "I am not sure, but they had to be small judging from these marks."
Gabriel touched the marks, but felt no evil from them. "It wasn't an evil creature that left these marks, Tyrney," he said.
"Father, it had to be. They took Evon, I'm sure. There's a smell of fowl and reptiles in here that was not here before."
Gabriel stared at his son. "I know, but I do not sense evil from these scratches."
Tyrney sighed and tried to feel with his touch of sixth sense. 'I have to know what he's talking about,' he thought. He didn't really trust Gabriel's statement because he wanted the creatures that left the marks to be evil. Tyrney wanted something evil to be blamed for Evon's disappearance. He felt evil coming from somewhere, and he followed the trace over to Evon's bed. He touched the side of the bed and felt the evil attack his senses like fire. He cried out and dropped down to the floor.
Gabriel and Anna rushed over to their son. "What happened?" Gabriel asked as he pulled Tyrney up off of the floor.
Tyrney pointed to the bed. "Feel the edge of it, evil is radiating from it."
Gabriel set his hand down upon the bed and felt the evil rush through his senses. He closed his eyes and slowly pulled his hand away. "There is a familiar evil there," he said desperately trying to locate the horrible evil. But, he came across a blank.
Anna looked over at Gabriel. "Why would someone take Evon," she asked with tears in her eyes. He shook his head and took her in his arms.
Tyrney stared around the room and desperately wanted to know what happened to Evon. He felt his sibling instincts raging through him, an he couldn't just stand there an do nothing. "We have to find him."
"How?" Gabriel asked in a rather harsh tone, that took Tyrney by surprise.
"I don't know, but we cannot just let them take him somewhere while he's hurt."
Tears fell down Gabriel's cheeks. "Tyrney," he said strongly, "Evon is gone whether we find his body or not."
Tyrney fought back the angry tears and rushed out of the room. He didn't believe a word of that, and he wanted to prove it. 'Evon is not gone. I can feel it. Why can't he,' he thought referring to his father. 'He doesn't want to believe anymore. He's relying only on what his eyes saw, not what his heart saw. I can't do that, not now or ever. Evon is still alive, and I won't stop searching until I find him.'
Tyrney went up to his room and looked out the window. It was nearing midnight, and he knew his parents would return to their room for rest and to grieve. But, Tyrney would not take part in their grieving while he knew there was nothing to grieve over, not while he still felt Evon's spirit. 'I will ride out tonight,' he thought. So, Tyrney grabbed a bag and began packing supplies to depart.
Anna and Gabriel did retire to their room, and that was when Tyrney slipped out of his room. He went to the armory and packed several weapons into the holsters he'd strapped on. He grabbed extra ammunition and grabbed his bag of supplies that would keep him alive for his trip. Then, he quietly made his way through the hallway and to the front door. He took a note that he had written out of his pocket and set it on a table by the front door, then he left. The night air was crisp and chilly, and Tyrney congratulated himself on grabbing his leather duster before leaving the manor.
Tyrney headed around the back of the manor to the stables, and he whistled quietly to awaken his black steed. The horse woke up and whinnied at Tyrney happily. Tyrney pulled out a few sugar cubes from his duster pocket and held them out to the horse as a bribe. The horse took them willingly, and Tyrney unlatched the gate that kept his horse in. He grabbed the saddle, reins, and the rest of the supplies that were needed to set out on his ride and readied his horse for the trip. The horse tugged at Tyrney's duster playfully, and Tyrney patted its muzzle. Then, he led the horse out of the stables.
Tyrney mounted his horse then pulled on his gloves too keep his hands warm in the chilly air. Tyrney thanked luck that he had worn a shirt with a hood, and he pulled the hood over his mop of chestnut colored curly hair. Then, he nudged his horse to take off. The horse obeyed and raced out towards the dark night, and Tyrney felt his senses tune in on Evon's spirit. He was surprised he was not sleepy or exhausted, but he did not complain. 'I really should have brought Benjamin on this journey,' he thought. 'He is always handy to have around where vampires are near. But, he might not have believed me in that I can sense that Evon still lives. So, I must embark on this journey alone. I'll be all right, I have Valerious and Van Helsing blood.'
Benjamin was asleep, but it was an uneasy sleep. His mind kept telling him something was wrong, and that he should wake up. But, his body was tired and didn't want to listen to what his mind was saying. So, his mind began to show Benjamin dreams that were recent events. He saw Evon lying in his room dying, he saw Nazalia crying in the floor, and Nazalia agreeing to rest. But, his mind showed him Evon's room empty except for Tyrney, Anna, and Gabriel. He saw Tyrney become angry and leave the room. There was a chill that went through Benjamin's body as he watched Tyrney ride out of the village on his horse.
His brain was screaming for him to wake up that there was evil awakened, but Benjamin couldn't rose himself from sleep. He struggled with the chaotic dreams while tossing and turning in his bed. The dreams wouldn't stop, and Benjamin was growing restless. But, he soon heard something that woke him from his dreams.
Nazalia was dreaming as well, but she was seeing Evon fall over and over in her mind. She cried in her sleep as she called out to him. Each time Evon fell, her dream twisted and became more of a nightmare until Evon fell into a dark pit where she could not see down into. Nazalia woke up screaming and put her hands to her face. She wept as she thought about the cruel reality of Evon's death, and how she had been too far away to save him. The guilt was eating her alive, but she held no cure for the guilt.
Benjamin had heard Nazalia's screaming, and he woke up. Without thinking, Benjamin headed up to Nazalia's room and opened the door. She saw him and tried to hide her tearstained face, but Benjamin walked over to her and sat down upon her bed. She leaned over to him, and he took her in his arms once again. Nazalia's only comfort was Benjamin's embrace, but her love for him wasn't enough to stop the guilt that weighed heavy in her heart. Nazalia could hear Benjamin's heart beating steadily, and it calmed Nazalia's sobs to a quiet crying. He stroked her back, and she buried her face in his chest.
Benjamin was a little uneasy at that, mostly because he was still battling his feelings for Nazalia since he had promised Tyrney there was nothing between Nazalia and himself. But, having Nazalia in his arms made his attraction to her hard to bear. Benjamin sighed quietly and stared out the window, and his thoughts settled upon his dreams. 'What could they mean? Did Tyrney really just leave like that?'
Tyrney felt a bit chilled from having his horse ride so fast, so he slowed his horse down to a walk. The horse kept looking over at the woods beside it, but it was not worried. It was intrigued to be out for a walk at night, and it was just taking in the sight of it all. Tyrney, on the other hand, was very worried and continuously glanced around staring off into the darkness. He didn't like being alone in the woods, especially after crossing paths with a vampire that day. 'Only, Ben isn't here beside you to kill the vampires. You are on your own now,' he thought.
Tyrney heard a werewolf's cry not far from him, and he nudged the horse once more. The horse was ready to run without the nudge after hearing the werewolf cry. It raced for the exit out of the woods, and Tyrney silently prayed they would make it out of the woods in time. That wouldn't stop the creature, but it would give Tyrney more room to fight. He felt his heart pound against his chest as he saw the moonlight show the way out of the woods. Tyrney held his breath as he and his horse exited the woods, and he turned around and tried to see if the werewolf had followed him.
The werewolf cried out again, but it was far away. So, Tyrney relaxed and let out a sigh. 'That could have been very close,' he thought. 'Very, very close.'
Benjamin left Nazalia's room after she calmed down, but he left mostly because he couldn't handle having her so close to his body any longer. He didn't even remember his dreams about Tyrney's departure when he got back to his own room. He just thought about how warm he'd gotten from being so close to Nazalia. He paced around his room as he cleared his mind of all thoughts of Nazalia just so he could find sleep once more. He laid down on his bed and took a deep, cleansing breath. He felt calm and was able to fall asleep again. There were no more thoughts of Nazalia or Tyrney's midnight departure.
A/N: Sorry, the chapter's a bit boring. But, I'm just setting up for later.
"What happened," he asked.
Anna and Gabriel shook their heads, and Tyrney went into the room. He went over to Evon's bed and looked for clues to his disappearance, but all he found were the bloody cloths that had covered Evon's shoulder. There was a faint smell that was inhuman, but Tyrney had never smelled such a stench before. It was not putred, but it was not a pure sweet smell either. It was reptilian except for the smell of fowl, and Tyrney had no idea what the smell could have came from. He assumed that there had been reptiles and birds in the room after he had left. He noticed faint claw marks on the stone floor, and he walked over there. Stooping down, Tyrney ran his hand along the scratches and found them unlike most.
Gabriel stooped down beside his oldest son, and Tyrney glanced up at him. "See this?" Tyrney asked. Gabriel nodded, so Tyrney continued. "It appears to be marks from dragon claws."
Anna asked, "How could dragons get in here?"
Tyrney shrugged. "I am not sure, but they had to be small judging from these marks."
Gabriel touched the marks, but felt no evil from them. "It wasn't an evil creature that left these marks, Tyrney," he said.
"Father, it had to be. They took Evon, I'm sure. There's a smell of fowl and reptiles in here that was not here before."
Gabriel stared at his son. "I know, but I do not sense evil from these scratches."
Tyrney sighed and tried to feel with his touch of sixth sense. 'I have to know what he's talking about,' he thought. He didn't really trust Gabriel's statement because he wanted the creatures that left the marks to be evil. Tyrney wanted something evil to be blamed for Evon's disappearance. He felt evil coming from somewhere, and he followed the trace over to Evon's bed. He touched the side of the bed and felt the evil attack his senses like fire. He cried out and dropped down to the floor.
Gabriel and Anna rushed over to their son. "What happened?" Gabriel asked as he pulled Tyrney up off of the floor.
Tyrney pointed to the bed. "Feel the edge of it, evil is radiating from it."
Gabriel set his hand down upon the bed and felt the evil rush through his senses. He closed his eyes and slowly pulled his hand away. "There is a familiar evil there," he said desperately trying to locate the horrible evil. But, he came across a blank.
Anna looked over at Gabriel. "Why would someone take Evon," she asked with tears in her eyes. He shook his head and took her in his arms.
Tyrney stared around the room and desperately wanted to know what happened to Evon. He felt his sibling instincts raging through him, an he couldn't just stand there an do nothing. "We have to find him."
"How?" Gabriel asked in a rather harsh tone, that took Tyrney by surprise.
"I don't know, but we cannot just let them take him somewhere while he's hurt."
Tears fell down Gabriel's cheeks. "Tyrney," he said strongly, "Evon is gone whether we find his body or not."
Tyrney fought back the angry tears and rushed out of the room. He didn't believe a word of that, and he wanted to prove it. 'Evon is not gone. I can feel it. Why can't he,' he thought referring to his father. 'He doesn't want to believe anymore. He's relying only on what his eyes saw, not what his heart saw. I can't do that, not now or ever. Evon is still alive, and I won't stop searching until I find him.'
Tyrney went up to his room and looked out the window. It was nearing midnight, and he knew his parents would return to their room for rest and to grieve. But, Tyrney would not take part in their grieving while he knew there was nothing to grieve over, not while he still felt Evon's spirit. 'I will ride out tonight,' he thought. So, Tyrney grabbed a bag and began packing supplies to depart.
Anna and Gabriel did retire to their room, and that was when Tyrney slipped out of his room. He went to the armory and packed several weapons into the holsters he'd strapped on. He grabbed extra ammunition and grabbed his bag of supplies that would keep him alive for his trip. Then, he quietly made his way through the hallway and to the front door. He took a note that he had written out of his pocket and set it on a table by the front door, then he left. The night air was crisp and chilly, and Tyrney congratulated himself on grabbing his leather duster before leaving the manor.
Tyrney headed around the back of the manor to the stables, and he whistled quietly to awaken his black steed. The horse woke up and whinnied at Tyrney happily. Tyrney pulled out a few sugar cubes from his duster pocket and held them out to the horse as a bribe. The horse took them willingly, and Tyrney unlatched the gate that kept his horse in. He grabbed the saddle, reins, and the rest of the supplies that were needed to set out on his ride and readied his horse for the trip. The horse tugged at Tyrney's duster playfully, and Tyrney patted its muzzle. Then, he led the horse out of the stables.
Tyrney mounted his horse then pulled on his gloves too keep his hands warm in the chilly air. Tyrney thanked luck that he had worn a shirt with a hood, and he pulled the hood over his mop of chestnut colored curly hair. Then, he nudged his horse to take off. The horse obeyed and raced out towards the dark night, and Tyrney felt his senses tune in on Evon's spirit. He was surprised he was not sleepy or exhausted, but he did not complain. 'I really should have brought Benjamin on this journey,' he thought. 'He is always handy to have around where vampires are near. But, he might not have believed me in that I can sense that Evon still lives. So, I must embark on this journey alone. I'll be all right, I have Valerious and Van Helsing blood.'
Benjamin was asleep, but it was an uneasy sleep. His mind kept telling him something was wrong, and that he should wake up. But, his body was tired and didn't want to listen to what his mind was saying. So, his mind began to show Benjamin dreams that were recent events. He saw Evon lying in his room dying, he saw Nazalia crying in the floor, and Nazalia agreeing to rest. But, his mind showed him Evon's room empty except for Tyrney, Anna, and Gabriel. He saw Tyrney become angry and leave the room. There was a chill that went through Benjamin's body as he watched Tyrney ride out of the village on his horse.
His brain was screaming for him to wake up that there was evil awakened, but Benjamin couldn't rose himself from sleep. He struggled with the chaotic dreams while tossing and turning in his bed. The dreams wouldn't stop, and Benjamin was growing restless. But, he soon heard something that woke him from his dreams.
Nazalia was dreaming as well, but she was seeing Evon fall over and over in her mind. She cried in her sleep as she called out to him. Each time Evon fell, her dream twisted and became more of a nightmare until Evon fell into a dark pit where she could not see down into. Nazalia woke up screaming and put her hands to her face. She wept as she thought about the cruel reality of Evon's death, and how she had been too far away to save him. The guilt was eating her alive, but she held no cure for the guilt.
Benjamin had heard Nazalia's screaming, and he woke up. Without thinking, Benjamin headed up to Nazalia's room and opened the door. She saw him and tried to hide her tearstained face, but Benjamin walked over to her and sat down upon her bed. She leaned over to him, and he took her in his arms once again. Nazalia's only comfort was Benjamin's embrace, but her love for him wasn't enough to stop the guilt that weighed heavy in her heart. Nazalia could hear Benjamin's heart beating steadily, and it calmed Nazalia's sobs to a quiet crying. He stroked her back, and she buried her face in his chest.
Benjamin was a little uneasy at that, mostly because he was still battling his feelings for Nazalia since he had promised Tyrney there was nothing between Nazalia and himself. But, having Nazalia in his arms made his attraction to her hard to bear. Benjamin sighed quietly and stared out the window, and his thoughts settled upon his dreams. 'What could they mean? Did Tyrney really just leave like that?'
Tyrney felt a bit chilled from having his horse ride so fast, so he slowed his horse down to a walk. The horse kept looking over at the woods beside it, but it was not worried. It was intrigued to be out for a walk at night, and it was just taking in the sight of it all. Tyrney, on the other hand, was very worried and continuously glanced around staring off into the darkness. He didn't like being alone in the woods, especially after crossing paths with a vampire that day. 'Only, Ben isn't here beside you to kill the vampires. You are on your own now,' he thought.
Tyrney heard a werewolf's cry not far from him, and he nudged the horse once more. The horse was ready to run without the nudge after hearing the werewolf cry. It raced for the exit out of the woods, and Tyrney silently prayed they would make it out of the woods in time. That wouldn't stop the creature, but it would give Tyrney more room to fight. He felt his heart pound against his chest as he saw the moonlight show the way out of the woods. Tyrney held his breath as he and his horse exited the woods, and he turned around and tried to see if the werewolf had followed him.
The werewolf cried out again, but it was far away. So, Tyrney relaxed and let out a sigh. 'That could have been very close,' he thought. 'Very, very close.'
Benjamin left Nazalia's room after she calmed down, but he left mostly because he couldn't handle having her so close to his body any longer. He didn't even remember his dreams about Tyrney's departure when he got back to his own room. He just thought about how warm he'd gotten from being so close to Nazalia. He paced around his room as he cleared his mind of all thoughts of Nazalia just so he could find sleep once more. He laid down on his bed and took a deep, cleansing breath. He felt calm and was able to fall asleep again. There were no more thoughts of Nazalia or Tyrney's midnight departure.
A/N: Sorry, the chapter's a bit boring. But, I'm just setting up for later.