Edgar -Part 6-

As I sit by the fire, I can hear Victor outside as he paces back and fourth, angrly mumbling to himself. 'Did I do something wrong?' I think to myself as I stand up. I find my clothes and start to slowly get dressed. After I am dressed, I realize things are quiet outside. I go to the window and see Victor, talking to the last two people I wished to ever see again, Marcus and Sam, Hans nasty henchmen. 'Oh, fuck, they found me!' I look around, franticaly looking for a back way out of the house. I see a small door just behind the stove. As I turn to go for it the front door opens. I freeze as I hear a a laugh behind me, that unmistakeable smell of Marcus making me want to vomit.

"Well, well, well, look what I found, a wondering mutt. You've been a naughty little puppy havn't you?' I turn to face him, that same sick smile he had on his face was the same one he had every time he came to get me for Hans. "You've been very bad Eddy," I hate when he calls me that. "Me and Sam have been looking for you for almost a week now. Hans doesn't like how you've been behaving ya little shit. You're gonna get the beating of your fucking life when he gets his hands on you. You're lucky he made you the star attraction, I would hate to think of what might have happened to you. His sick laugh fills the air again as he gets closer to me. I turn and try to make it to the back door, but he grabs me, digging his fingers into my side, sending me to my knees. "Aww, did that fucking hurt? Bad dogs need to be taught their lessons the hard way." He kicks me hard in the side, The force causing the stitches in my stomach wound to rip open, he kicks me again, bouncing around as he yells back to sam.

"HEY! HEEY SAM! GUESS WHAT I JUST FOUND?! A WOUNDED ANIMAL!"

"WELL, MAYBE WE SHOULD PUT IT OUT OF ITS MISERY!" I hear Sam answer back.

"Yeah, I voice sick and cruel. "Put this fucker where he belongs." I fell his hand grasp my shoulder, without hesitation, I turn and sink my teeth into his hand. He screams out in pain. "You little fucking bastard! Get the fuck off me! He jerks his hand out of my mouth, but not before I get a peice of his finger. As he grasps his hand he makes for the front door. "SAM! GET THE FUCK IN HERE! THE LITTLE FUCKER IS MAKING THINGS DIFFI-" Before he can finish I grab him by the throat and pull him to the ground. I look out to see Victor sruggeling with Sam. Blood pouring from a hole that used to be Sams left eye. As I go for the door I feel a hand on my ankle. I fall to the floor as Marcus begins to crawl on top of me. He grabs my hair, slaming my head into the wooden floors. My head feels like it just exploded, as my scar hits the floor. I can feel blood flowing on my head. He stands up, placing a foot on my back to keep me down. "You little fucking bastard, Oh I hope he lets me watch what ever the fuck it is he is going to do to you." He pants as he stands over me.

"To bad you wont be able to enjoy it."

"And why the fuck is that?"

""Cause you'll only have one fucking eye!"I turn and sink my claws into his leg, sending him to the floor. His head slaming into the table as he comes to the floor. I get on top of him and stab my thumb into his eye. He screams in agony. His blood splatters into my face, I lick my lips and spit it into his face as I pull my hand out. I grab his head and begin slamming it into the ground. I hear a crack as the bone starts to give. I slam harder and hear a loud crack and see blood splatter the floor. I sit up to see him still. I hear a loud yell from outside.

"VICTOR!" I get up and run outside. I see Victor hunched over Sam, blood covering them both. "Victor?" He stops, turning around as he stands up. He smile as he sees me, blood pouring from his lips as he shows his teeth, fangs still bared.

"Edgar! He didn't get you!" I look down to see Sam, his head almost completly torn off. I look up as Victor comes close to me. His musk now mixed with the sweet smeel of fresh blood. I look up to see the warmth back in his eyes. He gently touches my head. "You're hurt, what did he do to you?" A hint of worry now in his voice.

"He just kicked me around a little, but he didn't get me this time." I can't help but to smile.

"Good i'm gla-" Our peacefull moment is broken by angry screams from the door.

"YOU FUCKING BASTARDS! YOU"RE GONNA FUCKING GET IT FOR THIS! He takes of into the woods.

"We have to stop him!" I struggle to chase after him as Victor holds onto me. "He'll tell him where i'm at and he will come get me himself! We need to stop him!"

"WE don't have to do that. What we NEED to do is grab our things and get out of here."

"But you don't understand, if he finds me, he is gonna kill me!"

"No one is going to kill you!" His voice now very stern and cold. His eyes icy once again. "I wont let them touch you. It's not safe around here anymore, we need to get somewhere they wont think to look, and I know just the place. It will be tricky to get there, but we can do it." I don't know about this. I want to trust him, but I also want to go after Marcus and finish him off. I chose the option in front of me and decide to trust Victor. I shake my head in agreement and allow him to quickly lead me back into the house. He grabs a bag and quickly fills it with a few supplies. "Enough for a few days trip. In case we need to stop anywhere." Why would we stop? He picks something up off the table and hands it to me. "Do you want this? It was tied around you wrist when I found you. I wasn't sure if it was important or not, so I saved it." He drops a pendant on a chain into my hand. The only thing of my former pack I have left now. I take it from him and put it back onto my wrist. I look up at him, 'Maybe he does care more than he lets on.' He caresses my cheek, pushing my hair back. "We need to clean this before we go anywhere." He pushes my hair back expossing my scalp. He pulls away the hair tangled in my blood. He sits me down and quickly tends to my wounds. I move my jacket over my stomach, wanting to get this over with as quickly as possible so we could go where ever it was this man was taking me. It could be dealt with later. "Is there anything else?"

"No that was the only bad one."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Good, then lets get a move on, shall we?" He hands me a bag as we quickly go out the back door. He leads me threw a thick bunch of trees and shrubs. It takes us the better part of threee hours before we get to a clearing. The rain has already begun, a light drizzle falling on our heads.

"How much farther is this safe place?" I ask as I clutch my side, the pain now starting to make keeping up almost impossible.

"We wont get there tomorrow night. And thats if all goes well." He answers looking back and giving me a sly smile.

" So you meen to tell me, that we are going to walk all night, through the rain?"

"No. Just another mile or so and we will come to a large waterfall. There is an opening just big enoug for to people to sleep comfortably with a small fire."

"Good. I'm tired of walking."

"Is my young pup getting tired? Would you like me to carry you?" He turns and holds his arms open, like you would for a child about to be held.

"Fuck you!"

"If you change your mind, just ask. I wouldn't mind letting you ride me for a while." He answers witha chuckle and a rather sly tone. He continues to walk ahead of me, slowly down slightly, allowing me to catch up I think. After another hour of walking we come to a water fall. Victor leads me around the back untill we come to an opening. "Sit. I'll get a fire going." I sit against the wall and watch him set to work and building a fire. Just like before within minutes there is a small, yet warming fire before me. Victor comes over and sits next to me, he wraps his arm around me as he examines the bandage on my head. "Not my best work, but I can do better once we get there."

"You still havn't told me where we are going."

"That's because its a surprise." He pulls my hair back over exposing my shaven side.

"I really wish you wouldn't do that."

"Why?" He answers as he pulls the rest back.

"I hate having this thing showing. Thats why I wear my hair like this. You think I want to? I hate having to cover what I am." He releases his grip on my hair allowing me to pull it back over. He pulls me closer, placing his hand on my chin, turning me to face him. "If thats what makes you feel better, then so be it." He leans down pressing his lips against mine. He tangles his hand into my hair as I kiss back, opening my mouth so I can taste him again. After a few minutes, he begins to lay me down, getting on top of me. I can feel his hand sliding down my stomach. He slowly starts to undo my pants.

"Victor," I say nervously.

"Shh. I wont do anything you don't want me to do. Just relax," I can feel his finger now against my cock, as he slides his hand down my pants. I bite my lip as he begins to kiss my neck, lightly nipping at my throat. God, how I wanted him to sink his teeth into my flesh, and take his fill of my blood while he takes his fill of my body. He pulls my cock out and begins to gently stroke me. I maon as he begins to pick up speed, the pain in my body now replaced with pleasure. "Open your eyes, I want you to look at me while I do this." I do as I am told, not wanting to make him angry while he holds my manhood. He kisses me passionatly as he strokes my cock evn faster. I moan louder, the sounds echoing off the stone walls. The lustfull fire back in his eyes. He begins to kiss his way down my chest and stomach, his eyes never leaving mine. He gets to my cock and smiles up at me, he begins to lick my shaft, his tounge feels so good against my skin. I lean my head back as he takes me into his mouth. I cover my mouth to muffle my moans, in case someones walking by. He takes me in and out of his mouth, sucking as he gets to the end. I bite my hand, fighting the urge to cry out and scream his name into the air. He begins to go faster, I clutch at his shoulder as I reach my climax.

"Fuck...Victor..." I moan into my hand.

"Dont cover your voice. I want to hear you moan and groan beneath me. I want to know i'm doing my job." He answers in a silky tone, my heart races as I uncover my mouth, letting my voice fill our cave. He reaches up into my shirt and finds my nipple. He begins to tease it, adding to my pleasure. He pinches, and I can no longer hold back, I scream his name as I finish in his mouth, my voice bouncing off of the walls. I lay there, panting, before he joins me again, wiping the remains of myself off his lips. He smiles down at me as he caresses my cheek. "I told you, nothing you don't want to do."

"What made you think I wanted that?"

"If you didn't want me, you would have stopped me. But you didn't stop me therefore, you want me." He gives me a mischievious grin.

Fuck. As much as I want to hate him for getting his way, yet again, I can't help but to feel something else, deep inside of me, as well. He lays down next to me and pulls me close. I lay my head on his chest, litening to the sound of the rain being slowly drowned out by the slow beating of his heart. The sound so soothing to me, I quickly start to daze off. Thoughts of Marcus and Hans now gone from my mind. Only the sweet bliss of being alone with Victor runs through my thoughts. His body is surprisingly warm. 'I didn't think vampires had it in them to be warm badied, let alone warm hearted. Maybe I just got lucky and found one of those rare jewels myself.