Chapter 9- The nick of time- Melissa

They forced me down onto a table; my hands and feet were shackled so I couldn't move an inch. Every one of these men stood about, staring at me, and whispering. I tried to break free with no luck. "What do you want? Let me go!" I screamed aloud.

One stood over me with a smile that could make flesh crawl. "Oh but my dear, you are the most valuable thing in our possession right now. You are the first to conceive a child that has a cursed father… We get to study a fresh experiment!"

My eyes widened in great shock, they were going to take my baby out of me! "You sick son of a bitch!" I screamed.

"No, that is the being you chose to marry. How could you allow yourself to be drawn to such a heathen! Do you have no shame in what you have done!" he scolded me. "Your husband is a descended of the devil himself, that's who St. George slayed. How can you be certain he will not turn and eat you alive as you sleep?" he asked.

I had to laugh at his comment. "My husband loves me. He wasn't born with this, it just happened to him. How dare you assume such things when you don't know him like I do!"

The man began to circle me as the others began to sit around and watch on with great interest. "You are not concerned to the idea that the child you carry can bring about the end of the earth! You do not care if your child grows up to be a demon that feasts on the flesh of mortal men! You don't care at all for the sake of your brethren. You are already tainted with his tricks and empty promises. You, my dear… you are one of them!"

He forced the table flat as his attention turned to the men about the room; instruments were move into the room as he announced the 'tests' would begin. I panicked and grew scared. How can any person do this to another? He was about to rip off my clothing, until a haunting roar echoed its halls. "Wonderful, he's here!" smiled the man. Those who gathered to watch pulled out weapons and prepared themselves to battle. The large oak door began to give way to a thundering force; these men knew Glen was going to come for me. There was one final attempt to break the door down, yet it didn't go. There was silence. The men drew close to it, when suddenly a new voice unleashed an odd word, forcing the oak door to burst open and sending ten men fly across the room. Matt Hardy walked in with a smile on his face.

"What? You expecting someone else?" he asked aloud. The room smirked to the young wrestler, thinking he was a joke, until his hand began to sent ablaze! "Oh, you boys have no idea what you're in for… Oh… one thing though" Matt walked into the room, he saw me on the table and tore off the shackles without a problem. No man in the room stopped him for they were in awe of his ability. He tore off three-inch shackles without any hesitation or strain! Matt lifted me off the table and set me over to the side. "Duck" he said as the roof caved in. He covered me with his body as Glen and Mark crashed down through the roof! They stood poised to battle, yet Glen's focus was soon on me. "Melissa!" He cried and rushed to my side.

"Glen, be careful, it's a trap!" I whispered to him.

He nodded, knowing it was. "It's worth walking into just to be sure you're ok"

The room began to fill with these men, all armed with blades that shined brightly. "At last you came, much sooner than expected, none the less. Welcome demons, to your utter demise!" the leader laughed.

"Wait just a damn minute! Who the hell gives you the right to say we are demons! We are men, who just happened to have been cursed and can't be cured of it!" Taker snapped back to them. "You have no consideration for such ideas… let me ask you this, what if one of you were as we are?" he asked.

The room only laughed. "He would be killed without hesitation." The leader spoke. Suddenly, the leader began to stumble towards Mark! He couldn't figure out why until Kevin Thorn came out of nowhere, as if he were invisible! He threw the leader to Mark, without hesitations, Mark bit him in the shoulder. Passing the curse to him. The leader convulsed and shook as the transformation took place.

Glen looked to the men in the room. "Your leader is now one… what will you do about it?" he asked aloud.

There was silence, No one answered at first until a dagger came from the shadows and stabbed the leader in the heart, and he fell dead before Mark and Glen. "Wow… I totally wasn't expecting that!" Glen said aloud. "You kill your own leader and your own men. And you call us monsters!?" he questioned.

They all drew their blades, ready to strike them down, yet Kevin Thorn stood before them, wearing the medallion. The men were in whispers of it, and soon dropped their weapons. "Ok, I wasn't expecting this either" Glen muttered to him.

Matt stayed at my side when he saw how attentive everyone was. "You had banished my ancestor back in the day. I wish to know why. My grandfather told me of the way of life he was to live… and yet you shamed him!" he asked aloud.

There were whispers from the men, as one grew bold and stepped forward. "Banished? No, he chose to leave. We were in shock he did. Your ancestor… yes, you have his face very much. He left since he grew tired of the old ways. He use to kill without mercy, until one day… he tired of it, and leave with no reason or a word. We assumed his bloodline perished. But, we were wrong. You can make up for all the lost time he wasted when leaving the Order, slay the dragons and the honor will return to your family." The man stated.

I watched Glen's tail creep across the ground, onto to wrap itself around Kevin's ankle. Matt looked worried as Mark came over. He enclosed us into his wings. "Plug your ears," he said.

Matt and I did as a loud explosion came from nowhere! Everything shook all around us, Mark had a hard time keeping Matt and I safe until the rumbling stopped. He uncovered his wings to reveal an empty room. Kevin stood there, his arms outstretched as his hands smoked as if they were on fire. He collapsed to the ground, not before Glen caught him and eased him down.

"What the hell just happened!" Matt demanded.

Glen didn't say a word. Gently, he picked Kevin off the ground and turned to all of us. "Let's just go home"