Chapter 8
That's not good
It was easier than I expected. All that worrying about the little minions overpower us vampires went completely to waste. Really, you'd think I'd take all that into perspective before almost going into a mental breakdown but NOPE.
Obviously not.
Lord above I'm a spaz.
But anyway, the capture was easy. They ran immediately to the fireworks instead of spreading out incase for further attack and ammunition (not that we had any) and look for enemy. Nooo, course not. They all came in their nighties (Baldie really needed to cut the old lady lace) running toward the smoking bits left from the firework.
They circled the entire thing rubbing sleep from their eyes. There were at least fifteen of them altogether. So, not exactly a challenge for 25 vampires encircling them.
"So, Emmett," I said calmly. "I thought the lighting and design deserves at least a nine for that one."
"I thought so," Emmett agreed, a menacing smile in place like he had just completed a major prank.
"You all, go back to your dorms this instant!" Baldie screamed.
I laughed slightly as if to say puh-lease. "Emmett, did you hear her?"
"I don't know if I did correctly. It sounded like she thought she could order us around," Emmett said.
"Funny, that's what I heard too."
I winked, the signal for the separate people to grab their minion and hold them down 'cept for Baldie. She was mine.
"I can," Baldie said trembling as she saw all the minions being dragged into the shadows.
"Really?"
"Really."
"No lie?" I asked. "She's lying, Emmett. She doesn't have a prayer."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah!" I challenged her a little bit. I transformed to make myself seem smaller and more fragile. Pfft.
Baldie raised her hand to slap me and I caught her arm and threw her down on the ground. Holding my foot over her stomach I leaned forward. "Ya don't say?"
I flashed Emmett my million dollar smile as he picked her up as easily as a paper doll. I led my army in the direction of a room I discovered will change to anything you need. I just called it the Need it got it room. Original, I know but who really cares. This time the room was equipped with the trackers dream dungeon to hold his prisoners. Too bad James hadn't lived to see this.
I watched as they hung the minions on the walls by chains just smiling and shaking my head. Wait, Witch Doctor.
Quickly I scanned the room for the old woman. Esme was holding her, Alex's bind had been lifted as he left the castle. Stupid pig should know better. Witch Doctor was sobbing quietly into Esme's shoulder.
"We have to find a way to keep Alex's bind from touching her," I spoke aloud. Witch Doctor looked up at me with soft blue eye. "Carlisle, do you know any remote place that we, as in all the vampires to live?"
"Um, well, yes, but-"
I gave him a look that kept him going from saying something I did not want to here.
"It's like an underground city, forgotten from al mortal knowledge. I mean, there are animals and everything but we'd be completely cut off from everything. We'd have to start the civilization from scratch," he explained.
"Sounds perfect. Can I put you in charge of getting Witch Doctor and other magick beings down there lets say in the next five days?" I asked.
"Of course," he answered. I assigned a third of my army out to find all the other magicks out there and get them underground city to be. Everything was going brilliantly. Everyone was out of there, except me. I was getting ready to confront Alex about his idiotic plan and lock him up with his stupid little minions ('cept Witch Doctor, Blythe told me she had already safely arrived.)
I sat there in his chair, the one where he read Harry Potter aloud during the torture sessions. Remembering making inside cracks with the girls with our telepathic powers. Rebelling the slightest to Alex. This definitely topped it all.
I suddenly heard the rumble of the minions as they struggled against their chains. Alex was back. Thoughts crossed my mind to try and take Alex back to the underground city and hang him like that insane Italian dictator during WWII that was hung in the main square. But it was too late to go back now.
"Isabella! What is going on?" he yelled at me from the end of the hallway angrily.
"Did you actually think I'd let them sit there and be tortured for eternity?" I asked confidently. I had the whole royal presence around me sitting in that chair watching Alex fume.
"I've always went easy on you, Isabella1 I gave you a good life! Can't you see all that you have right here? Right here with me?" He shouted in my face kneeling next to me.
Ew. He did have a crush on me.
"oh, I'm sorry, I've been a tad preoccupied watching my friends and family being tortured," I said sarcastically.
"Well then. You leave me no choice. Pick me or death," he threatened.
"I'm already dead," I shot back just as threatening.
"I'll give you a painful, slow death. It'll last over a span of about 7 months till your body gives up," he described.
"What torture could you come up with so horrid?" I taunted.
"Ever heard of leukemia? I'll curse it upon you. It's the blood cancer, but you can't just stop your blood intake. The blood to cure you is human blood that you've thoroughly despised. So, the thing that keeps you alive and humane is the thing that's killing you. Get it?" He said.
"Lay it on me," I said. "No way am I giving up to pile of dung like you. I'd rather die than let you control me."
He screamed at me with no words in frustration. You could see the heartbreak in his eyes. Hey, not my fault a mass murderer developed a crush on me. I just like being humane, is that such a crime?
No, I thought not.
Then he screamed something in Latin, I couldn't translate it because I felt unbearable pain. A demon hissed, "You fool!" in my ear. Every inch of my veins burned with the animal blood staining it. Damn it.
That can't be good.
(A/N So, how was it, please review, it makes me smile and feel good D Happy author makes a happy ending (I think) so, yeah. Tell me what you think. Suggestions of any kind will be taken into consideration carefully and if it doesn't interfere with my main plot I will totally use it. So, R&R!!)
