Amira felt her knees buckle at the sight of Dracula. He found me in what, 2 days? She wanted to run away from this horrific man. She wanted to just disappear. "Pull out your scimitar, Amira." Amira turned around and stared blankly at Zane, not really comprehending what he was saying. She was too focused on the man standing a mere twenty feet away from her. "Amira!" She jumped and pulled out her weapon.
"Zane!" Everyone's eyes flicked to Dracula. "Do you always have to make such a fuss whenever I find a woman?" His tone was somewhat good natured, but Amira could see the dangerous glint in his eyes.
"I'm afraid that's the way I am, Dracula. You know how much I like stirring things up." His bracelets chimed together as he pushed them off his thin wrists and tucked them away. Dracula laughed maliciously. Everyone unconsciously moved closer together as the chilling sound rebounded off the stone walls.
"That I do, Zane. But why did you have to get all these people involved?" He sneered at the small group of hunters surrounding Amira and Zane. "All the gruesome carnage! These poor people." He wiped away a fake tear with a long white finger. Amira's knuckles turned white as she tightened her grip on her scimitar and stared at the ground, she did not wish to give Dracula the pleasure of seeing her distress. Her entire body shook with frustration and hatred for Dracula. Why is he doing this to me? I just don't get it...
"Oh let's just stop with the foreplay Dracula and get this over with." (Ignore the gayness of that sentance. -sigh-)Zane snapped in annoyance."I'm not going to give her up. You know this as well as I." Zane pulled out a staff from somewhere in his trench coat and stepped forward.
"So be it." Dracula snapped his fingers and two scores of vampires streamed out of the gaping hole that had been created from the explosion to stand in a line directly behind him.
"I suggest," Dracula called to the ring of hunters, "that you surrender Amira now, if you value your lives." He made it sound like they were making small talk about the weather.
Alzain actually laughed openly." Like we would do that." He scoffed. He turned to Amira. "I'm going to keep you safe," he whispered, so only she could hear, "I promise." Amira felt her heart beat faster as he smiled at her. This is no time to go weak in the knees Amira! She returned the smile before turning to Dracula with a calm expression on her face. She could tell the Dracula was barely keeping his emotions at bay. Just couldn't keep the men off you now could you, Amira? Amira forced herself to not show any emotion as Dracula's voice crept into her mind. I'm hurt. Aren't I enough for you? Amira forced him out of her head and attempted to set up a barrier to her mind. Dracula easily broke through and began mocking her once more. Your defenses are pitiful. I would expect better from the Last Valerious. He made 'The Last Valerious' sound like some sort of title. Amira's face grew hot with embarrassment and fury. She wanted to hurt him. She wanted to kill him. Wanted to make him pay for all the things he had done to her. She felt some sort of hidden power take over her and she fell into a state of veiled calm. She slowly raised her head and glared fiercely Dracula. Pain. Make him feel pain. She sent out blast of power that hit Dracula like a tidal wave. He staggered back with a shocked expression on his face.
"Kill them!" Dracula shouted, his anger getting the best of him. The vampires surged forward as did the vampire hunters; Alzain and Zane remained at Amira's side. There was a moment of near deafening silence before the warriors met. Suddenly, the sounds of metal clashing on metal and men's cries filled the air. Ivan darted about, his dagger gleaming with blood. Dab was creating havoc with a huge halberd. Sang and Toran were weaving in between the vampires, their identical faces set with a grim expression as they cut through the mercenaries with their swords.
As skilled as the Night Stalkers were, they could not compete with the overwhelming amount of vampires. "I have to help them." Alzain stated. He looked at Zane, who nodded and he rushed into battle, eager to help his comrades.
"I want you to leave, I am afraid this battle is hopeless." He raised his hand in order to stop Amira from protesting. "I suppose the proper thing to do would be to protect you, unfortunately, I'm not proper. I suppose it's time for me to do something heroic. Farewell Amira, it's been a pleasure." And before Amira could utter a single word, Zane was in the midst of the battle, dealing death with his staff.
Amira was torn between helping her protectors and doing the wise thing and running away. However, she did not have much time to choose, for a lithe vampire rushed seemingly out of nowhere and lunged at her, fangs bared. Amira ducked just in time and the vampire flew over her head, landing with inhuman grace on the floor. He immediately jumped up and pulled out a long, menacing looking dagger. He tossed it from hand to hand as he began to advance on her. Suddenly, he leapt forward with the dagger raised high. He slashed downwards but was blocked by Amira's scimitar. He sprang backwards and attacked again. Amira barely had time to block each attack; she was already tired from the fight with Alzain and knew she wouldn't last very long. Her attacker on the other hand, seemed to possess an endless amount of energy. At one point in their battle when their blades were locked and their faced were nearly touching he whispered silkily, "You are getting tired."
"Thanks for pointing that out." Amira retorted through clenched teeth. She pushed back and attempted to attack him, but as she raised her scimitar she made a fatal mistake; she left her entire left side completely open. The vampire instantly realized this and slashed her across the stomach, creating a deep gash. Amira buckled forward and fell on the ground, tears of pain instantly springing into her eyes and streaming down her face. She let out a low wail as an unimaginable agony took over her body. She clutched her stomach as she felt warm blood stream out of the wound and seep through her shirt. Through all the pain she could see the vampire standing over her, chuckling softly. No...I don't want to die. Not today. She could just see her scimitar out of the corner of her eye, lying on the floor. Only one chance. Amira suddenly kicked the vampire in the shins, causing him to fall on the ground. She grabbed her sword and before the vampire could get up, she plunged it into his heart. The vampire gaped at her in disbelief, his eyes bulging. Amira grabbed the hilt with both hands and twisted it, destroying the heart. The vampire screamed in pure agony before disintegrate into dust. Amira swayed for a moment and collapsed onto her knees, forgetting her scimitar once more as she held her stomach. She stared up at the ceiling and whispered to no one in particular, "Help."
It was as if that single word was all that was needed. Dracula looked up; he was just about to kill Sang when he heard the small cry of distress. He saw Amira lying on the floor, blood pouring out of a horrible gash on her stomach.
He pushed everyone out of the way as he ran to Amira's side. An overwhelming sadness overcame him at the sight of the dreadful wound. "Amira..." He whispered softly. He picked up and held her head close to his chest. "Amira..." He whispered again. A single tear escaped his eye and tumbled down onto her face. He placed his hand on the gash and whispered her name again. The wound began to glow and slowly heal itself. When it was finally healed he held her head close to his mouth and whispered in to her ear,"Amira. You've lost too much blood. Drink." He sliced open one of his wrists with his fangs and pressed it onto Amira's mouth. At first Amira didn't respond to the warm flow of blood rushing into her mouth, but soon she raised her hands and clutched his wrist and sucked his blood for all she was worth. The taste was intoxicating, it was salty and thick, but she liked it. She loved it. She couldn't stop herself; all she could think of was the blood. She wasn't quite sure how long this went on, but suddenly, it was torn away from her grasp. Amira began to protest, but she blacked out before she could say anything.
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A/N: Huzzah! I'm finally finished. Sorry it took me so long, I was having a simply awful writer's block. Well, it turns out that I am best in my sleep deprived state! I managed to churnup this entire chapter in about two hours. Yay!
A/N: R&R my new story, Harmony's Lament. You simply must.
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