Well, here we are again! Yet another installment of Hell Raiser. And trust me, it's about to get really good! So without further ado...Now don't get mad, I know it's short! But that's the point. I want to end it like that.
Hell Raiser: The Stand
By: K.L. Bloodfang
Chapter 6: Plan in Motion
The Vampire Lords and Reaper had been watching carefully, day and night, at the mirror, waiting for any sign of the boy that stole the young vampires heart. Unfortunately, the only thing they had seen so far was how Permafrost beat, whipped and raped their son. Right now, the boy was in a cage, his arms and legs chained to the bottom. He cried silent blood tears, his gaze was unfocused and his eyes were opaque.
Little by little, young Braeden was losing himself. He didn't scream anymore when he was hit, and let Permafrost have his way with. He didn't put of any amount of struggle against the Ice King, which got his parents extremely worried.
"Aza, we are losing are boy! If we don't do something soon, he will lose himself and we won't be able to save him!", said Kestrel, panicking.
"Love, calm down. I know that, but there is nothing we can do, yet", answered the Vampire Lord to his mate.
The Reaper watched them with pain in his heart. He still blamed himself for what was going on. He knew that if he hadn't made the pact with Harry, Permafrost wouldn't have been born and their son wouldn't have been in that place, getting beaten by an inch of his life every day. He sighed loudly and passed his hands through his hair.
"I apologize. I'm really sorry," said Death out loud. The Vampires looked at him questioningly. "It's my fault that your son is in this predicament. If I hadn't made the pact with Harry, Permafrost wouldn't have been born. For that, I'm sorry."
"Don't be stupid. If you hadn't made the pact with Harry, Voldemort would still be alive. Also my son would have still suffered greatly. At least, this way, there is a chance for the two of them to be together, if Harry shares Brae-chan's feelings. So stop beating yourself for it and pay attention," said Azarius, trying to ease the Reaper's feelings.
"I hate to interrupt your little displays of affection, but Permafrost is on the move,", said Kestrel, getting the other two men's attention. In the Mirror, Permafrost was walking towards Braeden, swirling a set of keys in his hand. He smirked and shook his head at the pitiful state of his mate.
"Braeden, Braeden, Braeden. Look at you. It's as if you have lost all life. What's the matter? You miss your family? Your happiness? Your freedom?", asked the Ice Demon, tauntingly.
Braeden looked at him, fresh tears falling from his already puffy eyes. "Yes, I miss all of those. But there is someone I miss even more than all those others together."
"Who? Who do you miss more than your family?", asked the Permafrost intrigued.
"Is someone that died at your hands. A friend that I loved with all my heart,"said Braeden in a monotonous voice. Permafrost walked over him and began to unlock all the chains that bound the vampire.
"Who? Tell me. I can't remember every single person that I have murdered, you know. Although I do remember their screams. So tell who it was, so I can remember their face before they died," said 'Frost lifting the vampires shin to look at him.
"Harry. Harry Potter. He is the one you killed and buried; the only one I have ever and will ever love," said the now free Braeden at the Frost King. Permafrost's cocky smile left his face at one. He grabbed the younger teen arm and pulled him to his face.
"WHAT! Listen to me and listen to me good. You are mine! I don't care if you loved that good for nothing, pathetic little hero, put you're my mate now! So forget him at once! That's an order!"
"I can't. I can't forget him or love you. Do whatever you want to me. I don't care anymore," answered Braeden, still emotionless.
Permafrost was enraged by the young vampires words. So much that his powers got out of control. He created an ice spike and aimed it at Braeden's heart. The other youth still stood before him, as if wanting the dark one to impale him. The others watched in horror at what could be the death of Braeden.
Permafrost threw the spike at Braden's chest but as it was about to pierce the boys heart, it melted. Permafrost's once blue eyes were now green. Reaper looked in shocked at the image before himself. He had thought that it was a lost cause, that their was no way for this to happen. He was very happy that he had been wrong.
"Brae? What are you doing here!" said Harry running to his old friend.
The vampire in question began to cry desperately as he clung tightly to Harry. "There is only one person in the world that calls me Brae. Your back, your back! Harry! Your awake! It worked! I knew I could do it!", yelled the vampire, still crying tears of happiness, as he buried his face in the other boys chest.
"You went through all that to help me? Brae, you didn't have to. Thanks. I am conscious now, but Permafrost is still too strong for me. I'll try to stop him from hurting you, Brae," said Harry. He closed his eyes and let go of Braeden. When he opened them, they where icy blue again: Permafrost was back. He may have been conscious for a short time, but Harry was definitely alive in there.
Permafrost chained Braeden again in the cage and left him there. The young vampire didn't care; he had awakened Harry and that's all he cared about.
On the Vampire Lord's mansion, Kestrel was dancing out of joy. Harry was awake which meant that they could get their plan into motion. Azarius smiled for the first time in a long time and Reaper felt the feelings of hopelessness lift a little. Kestrel jumped on the Reaper and looked him in the eyes.
"Now that Harry is awake, what's the next step in your glorious plan to get my baby back?", he asked.
"we have to go to Heaven," he answered, touching the mirror and creating a vortex in it. From it he made a scythe appear. He took it in both hands and stared at the vampires.
"And how are you planning in doing that?", asked Azarius, eying the Reaper carefully. Death smiled at him. "Like this" He said and swung his scythe at Kestrel and Azarius, reaping their immortal souls from their bodies. Their lifeless bodies dropped to the floor with a loud thud. Soon after, Amaya and Lilith appeared in the room and screamed watching at their parents dead bodies sprawled on the floor.
Well, that's it! I told you it was going to be short! So don't complain. The next chapter will be longer a promise! It has to be! I think it will probably be the longest chapter I have ever written!
