Chapter 10
A/N: I'm really sorry! I completely lost track of time and forgot to update my story.
I know that this is really overdue, but please bear with me.
Warning: Characters might be slightly OOC. I have slightly forgotten how the character speaks in the book :/
The house was quiet.
The window panes are all shut.
Lights turned off.
No smoke coming out from the chimney.
Ash felt his stomach churn up. There was something eerily wrong with his surroundings.
The sisters should've already stepped outside and act hostile towards Ash. Or specifically:
No Rowan to question him of his absence and his whereabouts in the past hour.
No Kestrel to sardonically comment on his current disheveled hair, bloodshot eyes, and a permanent frown etched on his face.
No Jade to pester him of his actions, and his current afflictions with Mary Lynette.
He was drowned in deafening silence.
He crept towards the door, unsure of the horror that might lurk inside, and opened it ajar.
Darkness enveloped the inside, no sign of anyone or any living entities.
Nothing but a letter above the mantelpiece.
Tentatively, he walked towards the fireplace, still on heightened sense, and picked up the letter.
It was just a letter. However, Ash didn't know that a single paper with words would make him lose his everything.
Dear Ash,
If you are reading this, it means that you are too late.
I have captured your precious soulmate. With a surplus bonus of three vampires and a human.
If you want to see them, return towards the old vampire enclave.
You know it by heart, if you ever have one.
You have a couple of hours to spend yourself amassing whatever resources or people you can find.
I'll be waiting.
Nicholai
Mary Lynette woke up a few minutes later, her head throbbing painfully from being knocked up in the head. She has never felt this much pain in many years, not since Ash left to redeem himself to become worthy of her love.
Rubbing her palm towards her throbbing head, she examined her surroundings.
Dark, dreary walls surrounded her. Water dripping from the ceiling, the room stone cold, and a huge steel door enclosed the room. The walls were torn, like it hasn't been repainted in years, the lightbulb above kept on swinging, and an eerie gust of wind keeps creeping up on her skin, probably from the medium-sized hole in the wall in front of her. A perfect setup for a nightmare.
Sitting up, she noticed that there was another person in the room.
A guy, with a mop of blue hair highlighted by streaks of red, was at the other side of the room hugging himself like the whole world would end soon.
Mary Lynette couldn't help think but feel déjà vu. She saw this guy before, she just can't remember where.
Upon feeling her gaze, the guy lifted up his head.
And that's where Mary Lynette remembered him.
I'm really sorry again! I really forgot, and time passed by. I hope this kind of sated your unspeakable anger towards me.
I'm probably going to update whenever I find a free schedule from my time.
Oh, before I forget. HAPPY NEW YEAR! :)