Chapter 9: Back for More
Laying on his bed, eyes closed and in a light sleep, Madende lay motionless in the dark of his room. He had made a crash landing through his window and landed hard on his back on the floor in the middle of a pool of broken glass, slicing his back to bits, but he managed to get back up on the bed, staining it with his blood. His side was throbbing from the landing, but he was trying to ignore it and trying to be still and sleep. The wind blew gently through the broken window, brushing his hair out of his face and making his shirt ripple lightly over his stomach. Turning his head to the side, Madende groaned and moved his arm up, covering his face.
"Having nightmares, are we?" said a familiar voice.
Madende uncovered his eyes, and looked around. At the foot of his bed, stood Blake, arms crossed and blood stained his face and arms. He glared down at Madende, who sat up slowly, glaring back.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, trying to hide the pain in his face.
"Came to find you. You left me with that bastard who almost killed me." Blake growled.
"Isn't that what enemies do?" Madende asked, raising an eyebrow.
"And why are we enemies? I thought we were friends, Madende, that hurts my feelings." Blake said, smiling wickedly.
"Lets see, you're working for Gerard, who took Jeric, Shade, Adam, Mom, and Jareth. Why should I still call you a friend? Friends don't do that. Besides, you turned your back on us when Drac turned us over." Madende said, narrowing his eyes.
"Maybe I was getting them out of the way for something worse that was going to happen." Blake said coldly.
"Right! That's why you picked a fight with me, and kicked me in my bad side." Madende said.
"I didn't know you had a bad side." Blake said, shaking his head.
"Bullshit." Madende said, baring his fangs. "Tell me Blake, what is it you really want?" he asked.
"What I really want?" Blake asked, raising an eyebrow. "Maybe revenge for leaving me alone with that thing you call a sister, Serenity." he said.
"She's dead, what's your problem?" Madende asked. "And do I need to remind you again, that you two were the ones who left us?" he asked smirking.
"You turned on us. Why should we have followed?" Blake snapped.
"We didn't do shit! Drac turned Shi and Shadow to get them away from Reko! He turned the rest of us afterward, and you had the option. I'm sure you knew about it before hand, because you and Drac seemed to be buddies." Madende snapped back.
Without warning, Blake jumped forward, pinning Madende down, and straddling his stomach, his knee resting against his side. Madende growled and tried pushing him off, but Blake grabbed his arms and pinned them to the bed above his head.
"I'm sorry, does that hurt?" he asked, moving his knee over, pushing it harder against his side.
"Fuck you!" Madende yelled, tears forming in his eyes, as he fought against Blake's grip.
"No thanks." Blake said, smiling.
"Wasn't a God damned offer!" Madende yelled, lunging forward and sinking his teeth into Blake's shoulder.
Blake yelled out and jumped back, falling off the bed, and ripping Madende's fangs out of his skin. Madende stood up off the bed, spitting out the mouthful of Blake's blood he had, and glared down at him. Blake sat up holding his shoulder, blood running down his arm and forming a small pool on the ground.
"You bastard! That wasn't fair!" he yelled.
"And what was fair about you holding me down?" Madende asked. "You play unfair, so do I." he added, wiping his mouth.
"Lets see how unfair you'll get." Blake said, kicking out at Madende's feet, trying to sweep them out from underneath him.
Madende, however, knowing the move as he uses it anytime he can when he's fighting, jumped and landed on Blake's ankles. Blake yelled out in pain again, as his feet were bent at an awkward angle, making Madende smirk.
"See, I can play dirty." he said as Blake wiggled around, trying to get his feet free.
Using Vampire speed, Madende kicked Blake in the face as he started to sit up and stepped back off of him. Blake held his face, stunned for a minute, then jumped to his feet, swinging at Madende. Ducking, Madende caught his arm and punched him in the stomach, making Blake grunt and double over. Bringing his fist up sharply, Madende hit Blake in the chin, releasing his arm at the same time, causing Blake to fly back off his feet, and hit the ground hard.
"Alright…" Blake said, getting to his feet and rubbing his jaw. "Time to stop fucking around." he said, glaring at Madende.
"Who's fucking around? I'm sure as hell not." Madende growled, taking a fighting stance.
Blake growled and jumped forward, grabbing Madende by the throat and slamming him back against the wall. Madende clenched his teeth and arched his back slightly at the impact, and glared at Blake. Blake glared back and balled his fist, punching him in the jaw, making Madende turn his head away as blood ran from his lip. The cut healed instantly and Blake stood staring at him, stunned.
"How'd you do that?!" he cried.
"It's the Vampire blood, Blake." Madende said, gripping Blake's wrist as he tightened his grip.
"All Vamp's need air though." Blake smirked. "Your not invincible." he muttered, tightening his grip again.
"Never said I was…" Madende wheezed.
If his side hadn't been hurting so bad, Madende would have fought to get free. His side, however, shot bolts of pain throughout his entire body, every time he moved, and it was becoming unbearable. But knowing Blake wouldn't give in this early in the game, Madende knew it was going to be a very long, very painful while before he'd get to rest and be able to relax.
"Lets see here…" Blake muttered, lifting his other hand. "Your hurt, right about…here." he said, his hand hovering inches over Madende's left side.
"Don't…" Madende begged, tears forming in his eyes.
Blake looked up at him, raising an eyebrow, at the pleading sound in Madende's voice. Madende never begged for himself. Only for ones he cares about.
"Please…don't touch my side. Hit me anywhere else, but don't touch my side…" Madende said, shaking his head.
"Well what's the fun in that?" Blake asked. "It's the only way to get you down." he said, smirking.
"There are other ways to bring me down, but I'm begging you right now. Don't touch my side!" Madende said, his voice shaking.
Blake paused and stared at him for minute, raising an eyebrow.
"This is nice…" he smirked, looking Madende over. "I never thought I'd see the day when the great Madende Lee Fox would be begging for himself." he said, smiling coldly.
Madende whimpered lightly as Blake moved his hovering hand slightly closer to his side.
"I've heard you beg for your sisters and the others, but never ever for yourself." he taunted.
"This is different…" Madende said, shaking his head. "You hit my ribs and break them, you won't have to worry about me, but the rest of the demons that are close to me will be on your ass like stink on shit…" he muttered, voice still shaking.
"So, your not begging for yourself?" Blake asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes…and…" Madende said, shaking from the pain. "I'm begging for the ones I love." he said, looking at Blake.
"Madende, Madende, Madende." Blake muttered, clicking his tongue and shaking his head. "I don't care about them. Not anymore anyway." he said, smiling.
"You will when they come after you. You think I'm bad? You've never run across Bryn or Jeric on a bad day." Madende said. "I'm the sweetest thing ever to walk this earth compared to those two when they're pissed." he said smiling.
Blake hesitated for a minute, searching Madende's features for any sign of a lie.
"You're just trying to scare me into letting you go." Blake said, growling.
"You only wish…" Madende growled, as Blake pushed his hand closer yet to his side. "I have sparked a fear in you. Your trembling and your heart is racing." he said, smirking.
Not wanting to hear anymore, Blake pulled his hand back and punched Madende in his stomach, just below his ribs. Madende cried out and dropped to his knees as Blake released him. Doubling over on his knees, Madende gripped his side and stomach tighter, tears streaming down his face. Blake stood over him, glaring down at him, his hands clenched into tight fists.
"Get up!" he yelled.
Madende shook his head, coughing roughly. Blake growled and stepped forward.
"I said, get up!" Blake snarled, pulling his foot back, ready to kick him.
Just as his foot was about to connect with Madende's jaw, Madende gripped his ankle and growled deeply. Blake looked down at him, fear spreading across his fast like a rapid rash. Looking up, Madende glared into Blake's icy blue eyes, baring his teeth. Without a word, Madende ripped Blake's foot up in the air, his claws cutting deep into the back of his leg and down to his ankle. Blake yelled out and fell back on the ground as Madende jumped up and on him, punching him continuously in the face. Blake somehow managed to push Madende off and jump to his feet, Madende also standing. Breaking into a run, Blake tried to run into Madende, and drag him back to the ground, but Madende stepped behind the door and opened it quickly. Blake ran head long into it, and stumbled back, holding his nose. Madende shoved the door forward again, catching Blake again, making him back out the door.
"God damn it!" Blake yelled, blood dripping off his chin.
Madende smirked and ran forward, drop kicking Blake in the stomach, with enough force to knock him over the railing. Landing on one foot and catching himself with a hand, Madende slowly stood and jumped up on the railing, keeping his balance and looking down at Blake, who lay motionless on his stomach on the floor below him, surrounded by glass from the coffee table. Pushing himself up slowly, Blake shook his head, glass shards scattering, and got to his feet. Glaring up, his eyes met Madende's, and both growled.
"That hurt Madende." Blake said, smirking coldly.
"And you think I care after what you did to me?" Madende asked.
Blake growled again and turned into his demon form. But before he could fly up to Madende, he leapt from the railing, falling fast and landing hard on Blake, driving his knee into his chest, knocking the wind out of him, both falling to the floor. Madende rolled over and put a hand gingerly on his side, panting, and Blake coughed and gasped, trying to catch the breath that had been knocked out of him. Madende slowly and tenderly got to his feet, clenching his teeth at the pain that bolted through his entire body. Looking down at Blake, he doubled over and coughed, tasting blood in the back of his throat.
"Fuck…" he muttered to himself, closing his eyes.
Blake suddenly jumped to his feet, and raced for the back door. Madende looked up and followed quickly, but Blake was met with a locked door. Madende smiled and stopped in the door way of the kitchen, and fell against the door frame.
"Think I'm done with you?" he asked, his voice growling hoarse. "You came here and started a fight, so I'm finishing it." he muttered.
Blake turned and looked at him, and the look on his face reminded Madende of a wounded, cornered, scared animal. Blake bolted suddenly, for the cabinet, and Madende noticed he was running for the set of kitchen knives that stood in their case next to the stove. Madende stood up and alert as Blake grabbed the biggest one out, and glared at him.
"Blake, we don't need to fight with weapons. You know I don't carry mine anymore…" he said, becoming worried.
"Exactly. I'll get this over with and be gone before your friends get here." Blake growled.
"They'll track you stupid!" Madende yelled. "Killing me will do nothing to save yourself!" he said loudly.
Suddenly Blake launched the blade at him, but Madende ducked, and it stabbed into the wall just behind him. As he straightened up, Blake appeared in front of him, punching him hard in the side. Screaming in pain, Madende dropped to his knees, and gripped his side tightly. His body was trembling from the pain, and his vision was going blurred as he fought to stay conscious. Blake lifted his pant leg and grabbed a medium sized dagger from its sheath on the side of his leg and ran forward, jumping on Madende. Aiming the dagger down, Blake tried stabbing Madende, but Madende grabbed his wrist and held him off with what little energy he had left. Blake had the dagger aimed at his heart, and Madende felt his arms start to shake as his energy started to run out. Unable to push Blake off this time or get the dagger from him, Madende forced his hand over, to his other shoulder, just as his hands slipped.
Blake drove the dagger deep into Madende's right shoulder, the blade piercing all the way through, and stabbing into the floor below him. Crying out in pain again, Madende clenched his eyes shut, and balled his fists, restraining himself from ripping it out. Opening his eyes, Madende growled deeply and snatched the front of Blake's shirt, baring his overly long fangs. On his other hand, Madende's claws grew out, longer than normal. Touching all his fingers to his thumb, Madende made a makeshift dagger out of his claws, and aimed them right at Blake's heart. Blake's eyes widened, as Madende suddenly lunged his hand forward, his long claws piercing through Blake's skin and running right through his heart. Half of Madende's hand was in his chest, and he could feel the slowing pulse of Blake's heart against his hand.
"You should have stayed gone…" Madende growled, shoving his hand deeper into Blake's chest.
Blood ran from Blake's mouth and dripped onto Madende's face, as his heart stopped and he fell limp over Madende. Shoving his dead body off, Madende took a deep breath, holding it, as he forced himself up. Once he managed to sit up, Madende took several deep breaths and put a hand over his chest, laying a finger on either side of the dagger blade, and tried getting to his feet. Failing the first time, Madende dropped to his knees, dizzy, weak, and in extreme pain. Forcing himself to his feet, Madende stabled himself against the door frame, then slowly made his way up the stairs. But he didn't go back to his room. Instead, he made headed in the opposite direction, forcing himself up the second set of stairs, heading to the third floor. Once at the end of the hall, where the attic trap door was, Madende fell against the wall, as dizziness and blurred vision took over again.
Pushing off the wall, Madende's hand slowly slid down the wall, leaving a smeared, bloody handprint, as he reached for the string to the attic door. Pulling it down, Madende crawled up into the attic, the door closing behind him, and found the farthest corner away from the door and collapsed to his knees. Grabbing the handle of the dagger, he slowly pulled it out of his shoulder, and dropped it on the floor, before falling against the wall, unconscious.
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Suddenly collapsing to her knees, Shadow gripped her shoulder, gasping for air, trembling and tears rolling down her cheeks. Eclipse rushed to her side, and put a hand on her shoulder, and pulling her hair out of her face.
"Shadow, you ok?" he asked quickly.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Bryn asked, looking down at her.
"Something…is wrong…with Madende." Shadow gasped, through sobs.
"Can't be. There was no one at the house when I was there. Shi and Keegen had already left, and the others we're going to find." Bryn said.
"Something…is wrong, somewhere…Madende is hurt badly." Shadow said, gripping her shoulder tightly.
"Of course, his side is fucked up from when Blake kicked him." Bryn said.
"No…this is more than his side." Shadow said, shaking her head.
Shade suddenly raced up, breathless and doubled over, panting heavily and trying to catch his breath. Shadow looked up at him and tried getting to her feet, only to collapse again.
"Blake…wasn't at the…mansion." Blake panted, going over to Shadow.
"What?" Bryn asked looking at him. "How do you know?" he asked.
"Because I stayed around after I got free…and I only saw Gerard, Vicky, and those three bitches that showed up the first night…" Blake panted, hugging Shadow tightly.
"Wait a minute, how did you get out with out the others?" Bryn asked.
"I picked the lock and an alarm went off so I ran. I didn't have time to get the others out, because two men raced down and chased me." Shade said, starting to calm down.
"Why were you bleeding?" Shadow asked, running a hand over the dried blood on Shade's cheek.
"I jumped through a window and rolled down a hill." Shade replied, gaining a glare from Shadow. "It was the only way out. I can't necessarily run through a brick wall." he said, smiling.
"No I guess not." Shadow replied.
"Hang on, Keegen said he had gotten into a fight with Blake just before we left. And it wasn't to far from the house." Eclipse said, looking up at Bryn. "So he wouldn't have been at the mansion."
Bryn stared at him for a minute, then snarled loudly, his fangs growing out. Suddenly he was gone, leaving Shadow, Eclipse, and Shade to stare around with wide eyes, blinking quickly.
"Lets keep moving. We need to get the others…" Eclipse said quietly, standing.
The other two nodded and got to their feet, Shadow almost collapsing again. Shade picked her up and pulled her onto his back, as he and Eclipse flitted off, heading for the mansion.
A/n: so sad :( i gonna cry! ...not really. hehe but yea, that's the next chapter! so review for me! LaterZ!
SHOUTOUT
to Abi, duh :P thanks for helping :)