Wins sat there, in the cold, dark room waiting. A couple of hours ago he brought Luke, Jasper and Brandy from the fight that occurred before he had arrived. It was more of an ambush really. An army for Witches verses a hand full of Vampires. Nothing was fair about it, but then again life isn't really fair.
He sat in a chair that was off to the side but still had a view of the passed out Vamps. Wins first plan was to come over and hopefully get on the good side of Brandy, and then they could train her and her brother. After they were going to plan their attack, but for some reason such a smooth plan never works out.
Now he was sitting in his very old house with his son, grandson, and Brandy; hurt and bloody. Nathan was taken by the Witches along with Wins's other three sons. Sometimes it's a wonder how they were going to win this war in the first place.
They had three out of the four mixed-bloods and they have or killed all the other Vamps. All that's left was a very untrained, over-confident, teenage girl to save everything. It was all on her now to fix it, and she was running out of time. Any second now they could come barging back in and there would be nothing left to stop them. The war would be over and everything Wins did would be for no reason at all.
Luke was the first to start to more. From lying on his back he moved to corralling up on his side groaning the whole time. Just because you were a Vampire and heal fast doesn't mean you don't feel anything afterword. Luke was feeling a lot.
His back had many scratches on it and his body ached, pain was the only thing that was passing through his mind. After a few seconds of pure agony he somehow managed to push some of it away. Whatever happened to him was over and there was no reason to be paralyzed longer than he had to; even if it hurt more than he wished it had.
He rolled back on to his back feeling every movement and how much it was adding to his already strong minegrain, and sat up. Eyes still closed and body still aching, he thought he was going to pass out again, that's what he would have liked. But instead he forced the pain away and slowly opened on eyes.
At first he saw nothing because the room was dark and his night vision had not kicked in yet, but he did feel the presence of his son, Jasper and Brandy next to him. He could feel that they were as weak as him and still not conscience.
He closed his eyes again and even doing that he felt pain but opened them anyway so see if he could get his night vision to work. Still no, he must have been beaten worse than he thought. Luke tried to move again but his body was preventing him from doing more than sitting there in his own pain and misery.
So he did, Luke sat their opening and closing his eyes until finally he could start seeing through the dark, like he could before. He looked around for a moment, things were still dark but he could see that he was in Eli's experimenting/medical room. Then he looked a different way and everything that happened, everything that he was to in pain for, came back to him.
All the events that took place before now sparked in his mind whet he felt and saw was that he was in the presence of his father, Wins. He groaned, again, closed his eyes and fell back on the unconformable bed the he rose from seconds ago. Out of everything that took place the last thing he expected to see was his father, but here he was sitting there like he was waiting for something to happen.
Luke laid back up on his side, pain still searing through him and grumbled "What are you doing here?" thought his teeth.
"Oh come on you can't say you not supersized to see me." Wins stood up and walked over to Luke. "You were the one who offered the idea to come here and be on good terms with Brandy."
Luke let out and rugged pain filled breath that only let to more pain, "Yeah but I never though you would show up." He said trying to push the pain away but still failing.
"Well it's a good thing I did or you could very well be dead, lying in the middle of the room with nobody to help you. Quit your bitchy whining and drink," Wins shoved a bottle of cold blood in Luke's face and walked to the end of the bed. "I know coming here was a bad idea but I didn't know what else to do."
Luke heard what his father said but was to busy opining the bottle of blood to care. He put the open part to his lips and drank. The cold blood tasted horrid in his mouth and down his throat but it was the only thing that was going to stop the pain that he was trying to endure.
Slowly as the bottle emptied and his pain lightened but it wasn't enough to cut everything. Luke was able to sit up and see in the dark, as if it were light now, but he could still feel the lasting pain the was clouding his head. He looked at his father and saw nothing but his dark eyes with no emotion.
"So you weren't kidding when you said theirs kids were the last hope for us?" Luke said with a twinge of fear in his voice.
"When do I ever kid Luke? When do I ever lie to someone about something this serious? The witches have the upper hand now, they have three out the four and they have everyone else. We don't know what they could be doing to them right now and…" Wins thought about what he was going to say next and decided not to let his son see just how lost he really was. Wins actually has no idea what to do next, where he was going to start.
Luke looked back at his father, he saw how lost he was, for the first time Luke saw how badly hurt he was because from the death of his wife. Mar was his world, she was what kept Wins from doing something stupid and she was what kept him from getting himself in trouble, ever since his death he hasn't been able to think right or finish anything he started. As much as Luke minded the thought he was going to have to help his father.
Luke let out another less pain filled breath "Fine, but I won't stop Brandy when she going to kill you. Her life was her brothers and now that Nathan was taken… I don't know what she'll do. The first thing you're going to have to do though is make it so Jasper's less afraid of you, then maybe he can convince Brandy to give you a chance. I hate to be the one to point it out but I think Brandy and Jasper like each other more than they should. But I also think that, that is the only thing that will keep Brandy going."
Wins looked at Jasper than at Brandy. Nothing was going to stop the little bubble of laughter and came up. "Mmm, I think you right, maybe." He looked back to his son. "Your right on the part where we need to keep them apart as much as possible, it could be dangerous if they go any feather, but we need Brandy to want to save the people she cares about. I think it's cute."
"Wow, I think that was the first time you ever said cute." Luke knew that the comment was unnecessary but the little twitch he saw on the corner of his father's lips told him that there was still hope. The mood lightened in the room but soon drifted away.
"What do we do now then?" That was the big question. What do they do now? Both Luke and Wins were lost in thought. Anything could happen but they first would have to wait until Jasper and Brandy to wake up before they could do any real planning.
Right on time Jasper started to move in his bed. He did the same thing his father did and curled up into a ball on his side. He hurt just as much as Luke, if not more. His body ached with every slight movement but there was nothing he could do about it. All he needed was some blood but he didn't even know where he was at the moment.
Before Jasper could start groaning in pain he felt something near his face. So he tried to push as much pain he had down and open his eyes. He saw a bottle of red liquid and even though it hurt him, he reached for it. The only thing he could think of at the moment was to stop the pain that was scarring through his body.
Eventually he managed to sit up and twist the top of the bottle. Then he sucked down the blood as fast as his dad did. After a moment he blinked a few times and he could feel more than just pain. Jasper kept his eyes closed but he could feel that Brandy was okay and sleeping in the bed next to him.
Then he could feel that his dad was sitting in the bed on the other side of him, he was okay as well. Jasper tried to blink more of the pain away but a single bottle of old, cold, blood wasn't going to bring him back as much as he hoped for. By now he could see a little of the dark room he was sitting in but that didn't tell him why he was sitting in this room.
The last thing he remembered was being ambushed by witches and then nothing, it all was a blank after that. So he sat completely up and looked at his father. He was right Luke was fine; who ever saved knew what he was doing.
"So, how are you feeling?" Luke asked his son. Which was a little different because he only asked that few other times, it wasn't like his father to care much about what his kids were feeling.
Jasper shrugged his shoulders "Fine I guess, all things considered." He did not actually remember what happened the night before but he did wake up in pain so he could assume the fight was pretty bad.
"Good than because we need to talk about something's." Luke said back. This only confused Jasper more because they never really talked about things either.
"Umm, okay about what?" Jasper said with a little hesitation. He was starting to regain more sight back but until he was got more blood he would stay weaker than he really was.
"About me." Wins chimed in and Jasper knew actually why they needed to talk. It wasn't that he was afraid of his grandfather but Jasper has never really met him before. "Let me tell you this now, I was never really out to kill people and I am not that crazy."
Luke snorted at what his father said. Before Jasper could say anything he heard something strange coming from where Brandy was laying. To him it sounded life she might be crying but in a different since it could be his messed up hearing.
Both Luke and Wins must have heard the same thing because they looked to where Brandy was laying as well. Brandy must have woken up a few seconds ago when they were talking to Jasper because until now she has been silent.
I think she's awake. Luke sent a quick message to his dad and son silently to not disturb Brandy if she was still sleeping.
Yeah, I'm awake Brandy sent back not caring who hears her anymore. Brandy was awake and the first thing she wanted was her brothers. She wanted her other life back.
She wanted back everything she had before, the simple life of working with her dad at his car shop. Not knowing that her mom never really cared about her, Brandy still can't get past that her mom actually stabbed her with a knife. She wants all her old friends again and not knowing anything about a stupid Vampires and Witches war. If she had the option and would give it all up, even Jasper. But she knew that she was too far into it and that no matter what her mom was going to die and that she was going to make sure all her brothers were safe, no matter what.
She also wanted her brothers to not attack her either. When the twins were tag-teeming her, it hurt her because she knew that they loved her. That no matter what they would never try to actually hurt her. Maybe she was going to cry about it now but never again will she let something like that hurt her.
Crying it a want of time and energy. She spoke to herself, it was one thing that she learned from her dad when he was teaching her how to defend herself. Her dad taught her many things but that was one thing that always had her look and feel tough.
There were only few people Brandy would ever cry for and that was her family, well as least only her brothers now. The only thing she would give her mom was a knife in her stomach, but there was no time to think about that now. The first thing she had to do was stop herself from crying.
"Hay, Brandy are you feeling okay?" She herd Jasper ask. She wanted to sit up and start crying again, to just let it all out and give up. Her brothers were taken and there was nothing she could do about it but she knew if she did that they would see her as weak and Brandy was anything but.
So she cleared her tears and slowly uncurled herself from the ball of covers she was wrapped in and sat up. Until then she never knew of the pain that she was in. She was unable to see in the dark like she was before and her body ached, but why?
Brandy her to grind her teeth together to not let out the cry of pain that washed over her. Yeah, I'm awake and fine, don't worry. Brandy did not trust herself to open her mouth and talk so she spoke through her mind to the people in the room.
Even though the slightest movement screamed pain for Brandy she did not want to show it. The only thing that she could do was act like she could still see and understand what was going on.
"Okay good, than why don't we get out of this room and go somewhere else and talk." The voice Brandy recognized it from somewhere but she could not tell where, it was not Luke's or Jasper and she only could feel one other person in the room but she couldn't see who it was.
Jasper was able to stand and the blood was kicking in and helping him but never before has he been in such pain. Luke seemed to be having a better time dealing with it but he still was shaky on his legs. They both left the room. There was not reason left for them to be in here.
Wins knew it was a bad idea for him to be left in a room with Brandy but he could tell she was in great pain even though she was not showing it. Either way it was still dangerous for him to even be near someone who could kill him so easily. He ran out of blood bottles as well, which was not a good sign for him.
Brandy wanted to just stand and walk out of the room like Luke and Jasper did but the pain was too much and she had no idea how to stop it or who the other person was in the room with her. She couldn't see or remember where she heard the voice from either.
All Brandy could remember from last night was drinking some blood and… Blood that's what she needed, now, Brandy's body screamed pain and blood, blood was what was going to stop the pain. But where was she going to get blood, she could barely see and she couldn't smell any either.
The other person walked over beside her, that's where Brandy was going to get the blood from. Wait no, not from another person! She said in her own mind. It might be the only thing that Vamps feed on but Brandy never liked taking it from another person, but the pain it hurts so much.
- Who are you? – Brandy asked connecting to the only other person in the room with her. Brandy could since his hesitation, it was like whoever it was, was afraid of her but…
That moment she didn't care who the guy was, the only thing her body was telling her was pray. This unlucky guy was going to be her pray; Brandy was going to take what she needed from him, which was blood.
Yeah, it's been a while and this chapter probably doesn't make much but, things will be a little changed and everything will be explained better next chapter.
All I can say is thanks for reading and hope that this chapter wasn't to confusing.