Chapter 5

It was the ring of that G note that brought her from the kitchen to the living. She sat only a few moments before in the kitchen, running a very optimistic hand through her hair, trying to write those lyrics she had so desperately craved. She looked up and sighed, listening to the sweet melody of a cello.

Eddie sat in the living room, trying to figure out the notes he was looking for as Elisa walked in sullenly. He glared up, somewhat embarrassed that someone was listening to him play.

"Problem?" He spat as she tilted her head in the doorway.

Elisa pressed her lips together slightly. "I just wanted to say thank you."

Monroe stopped suddenly and peaked up slowly. She stood up straight, her eyes were piercingly remote. It'd been a long time since he'd heard a thank you with so much gratitude behind it.

He looked towards the ground awkwardly as Elisa smirked. "Uh… you're welcome."

Elisa moved cautiously towards the couch, across from where Eddie sat with the cello in between his legs. She peaked up at him.

"E."

Monroe looked up, a bit confused. "What?"

Elisa laughed slightly. "E chord. That's what I believe will make it sound…" She paused as she looked into Eddie's eyes. "Unique."

Eddie smirked, playing an E chord. That's when he heard it; that amazing note that he'd been trying to find. It was inspirational. He looked up, astonished as Elisa smiled.

Elisa's mind wondered to her aunt. Her sweetness, her tough personality, and beautiful smile crept into Elisa's mind like a filthy spider. It was poison in her mind as her mouth went to the right.

"I heard you tore some guy's arm off protecting my aunt." Elisa looked at her jeans.

Eddie shook his head. "It was an overreaction and I told Nick that I-"

"That's the most selfless, bravest thing I've ever heard of a Blutbad doing." She peaked up slightly.

Eddie paused and slowly smiled up at Elisa. Her gray eyes looked up cautiously.

"Um… you're welcome, I guess." Eddie was confused to what Elisa really meant by this… thankfulness. It was suspicious, since he hadn't heard a thank you from Nick in a while.

Elisa smiled humbly as she stared down at Eddie's cello. Eddie pressed his lips together slightly and blinked up at her.

"How do you, uh… know so much about music?" He tried awkwardly to make conversation as Elisa looked up.

She rolled her eyes at herself. "I… write songs. I think I'm going to be a producer, but…" She stood up hastily, picking up empty mugs and dirty plates from around the living room. "It's just a pipe dream. I'm not that great at song writing and such."

Eddie stood up with her, bumping into the coffee table a bit. "Well, I think you know your notes."

Elisa nodded, smirking up at Eddie a bit. "Thank you."

The thump was silent and short, but it was loud enough to wake Elisa, her ears perking up in curiosity. Her eyes turned a deep tint of yellow as she sat up. She pushed the warm green blanket off of her thighs and quietly stood up. It was still raining silently.

She looked over at a snoring Eddie, whose book fell on his chest, glasses perched up onto the edge of his nose, and slippers falling upon the floor. She shook her head and smirked, turning back towards the window as she heard another thump, this time louder.

She tiptoed towards the curtains, pulling the silk back slowly and cautiously. She held her breathed slightly as she looked onto the porch.

Elisa sighed in relief as she saw an empty porch swing, then a bright moon latched into the sky. The rain had stopped with a small drizzle replacing it. She pressed on the window, feeling the coldness as fog rounded out her fingertips.

Suddenly, another large thump came and a gnarly faced popped up into the empty window. The man hissed, causing Elisa to let out a scream and fall back. She heard glass break and a being was on her.

Elisa struggled as a small piece of cloth was about to go over her face. Suddenly, the man went back as though a ghost had pulled him, but Elisa opened her eyes again to another beast upon him. Elisa backed away as she rolled on the floor, eying the beast and Hombriden fight. The beast turned for a spilt second and Elisa saw it; the eyes she'd become so accustom to the last few days. Eddie saw the fear in Elisa's eyes and fought harder than he had in a long time.

Once she knew it was Monroe, Elisa felt herself begin to turn. Her nails elongated, and her ears perked up higher. Her pupils became slits and her tail popped out. She pounced onto the Hombriden, but it was too late.

Eddie had gone down, hit by the Hombriden in the lower spot on his back, a Blutbad's weakness.

Elisa stopped, turning back to her normal self. The Hombriden grabbed her arms as she moved towards Eddie, struggling to comfort the now dead-looking Monroe.

"Eddie!" Elisa screamed his name as the Hombriden rubbed the cloth over her mouth. Shortly after, she went limp in his arms.

Maybe it was the chirping of the birds that brought him to, or was it the faint smell of chloroform in the house? Eddie's eyes opened quickly as he sat up, looking toward the now-broken window.

He stood up, turning towards the empty couch where Elisa once slept. This wasn't the dream he'd been hoping it was. Panic overcame him as he picked up the phone, dialing the only number he could pull from his brain at the moment.

"Hello?"

"They took her. I tried to stop him, but they… they took her and there was nothing I could do." Monroe yelled frantically, tromping about the house.

Eddie couldn't hear anything else as he walked around the house, trying to collect himself as Nick tried to calm him down.

It was too late for Eddie now. His eyes turned a dark red. This was war.