Chapter Nine: Kidnapped
Midnight lay on her back, breathing evenly, asleep. Kai stood watching her for a few minutes, her beautiful, aristocratic face bathed in moonlight. He leaned against the door-frame, just watching her, when Ray came up behind him.
"I knew it." He whispered softly. "I knew you liked her."
"So," Kai murmured, equally as soft, "are you gonna tell the others?"
"Nah. They aren't as observant as I am, nor would they believe it. She's pretty, isn't she?"
"Beautiful." Kai whispered, almost too himself. Midnight could do so many unexplained things to him, warm his heart with her smile, heat his blood with a look, make him lose control with that wicked kiss of hers. He became lost in his own thoughts, and Ray left him alone. Finally, a little past twelve, he slipped into bed, and dreamed of her.
Justin and Daimon crept into her room, Daimon issuing a compulsion to sleep, very subtle so as not to awaken Winter or Julian to his presence. The scent of chloroform kept Midnight under, but her mind stirred faintly when she caught the brush of darkness beside her. Daimon.
Justin lifted her up and flung her over his shoulder, and was about to leave when a sharp pain made him cry out. Then, he shouted at Daimon, "Put her to sleep! She's awake!"
Daimon shoved the soaked rag over Midnight's mouth and nose, and her eyelids grew irresistibly heavy. Midnight shook her head, trying to clear it. She couldn't let this happen! Where was Kai?
Kai…help! I need help! The smell of the drug was overpowering but she tried again. She had to find Kai, wake him up. Blackness hovered at the edge of her vision, and she stared up at Daimon's hate-twisted, triumphant face. Kai!! Please, wake up! Kai! He was under compulsion, and so were the others. Her eyes zipped over her room, looking for something to write with. Seeing nothing, she jabbed one long talon into her wrist, letting the blood pool on the floor. She'd lost about a cup when Daimon grabbed her arm and swept his tongue against her skin, healing it. He didn't notice, or most likely care about, the pool on the ground. Using strict mental abilities, she formed the words, "Daimon. Justin. Taken. Pier. Hells Beach." Darkness nearly overtook her as the two boys carried her into the car, but before she fell, she screamed out one last psychic word:
Kai!
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Kai.
Kai! The teenager sat up abruptly, staring around wildly. What had awoken him? Something wasn't right. He stepped out of bed, stole quietly down to Midnight's room. She was gone. From what he could see of the message, those two buffoons had taken her to Hell's Pier. Wonderful. He'd need Ray's help at least, and that might mean explaining to him about vampires. Not something he looked forward to. When he tried to wake Ray up, however, nothing worked.
'I guess I'll have to do it alone.' Kai thought to himself.