Chapter 25: The Torture Continues
Amanda's POV
"How many days do we have left before we have to go back to the States?"
"A good three to four days I believe. What date is it today?" I ask as I let out a small yawn, my head resting along the driver seat head rest as the sunlight pours through the windows.
"The 30th," Randy tells me with a sigh. "Our flights don't leave till the 3rd."
That gives us a good three days before we have to go back to the motherland." I say with a small sigh as I tap my fingers along the wheel. "Are you ready to go back home?"
"Not really; I wish we still had another week. I haven't really gotten myself relaxed yet." he tells me with a small grunt as he looks out his side window. His left hand lightly rubbing up and down my leg, sending small shivers through my spine.
"You haven't really gotten yourself relaxed yet?" I ask as I raise an eyebrow. "We've already been down here for more than a week!"
"Yeah, but between stopping the were-boa and saving you girls from being potential sacrifices for warlocks, I haven't been able to fully relax during this vacation." he tells me with a small smirk.
"If you say so Snake Boy," I say with a shrug as I look up to see Adam and Wade walking over to our cars. "Where's Lita?"
"Still changing into her clothes," Adam tells us as he gets into the backseat. "It may take her a while."
"I heard that Adam!" exclaims Lita as she walks over to us from a few nearby trees. "That was such a stereotypical thing to say by the way."
"What's stereotypical? The fact that I said that it would take you a while to change into your clothes?" asks Adam in an innocent voice as he looks at the redhead.
"Yes," Lita tells him bluntly as she sends him a deadpan look.
"Sorry . . . I hate it when you deadpan." Adam mumbles the last part as I start up the car. We drive in complete silence all the way back to the house, the sun now barely appearing from behind the thick clouds as I drive into the garage.
"Eventful night?" Ted asks us as we walk into the kitchen.
"You have no idea." says Monica as she and Wade walked passed him and up the stairs hand in hand.
"I know this may be mean to ask . . . but did any of you guys have this sudden urge to attack Randy when you guys became full wolf?" Ted asks us as he takes a sip of his coffee.
"Dude . . . do you want me to punch you in the face this early in the morning?" Randy asks him as he shoots him a narrowed eyed look.
"I was just asking a simple question. Don't judge me!" counters Ted as he raised his hands in self-defense. "I'm only curious man!"
"Actually, I did have this small nagging feeling of wanting to kill you pick at me from the back of my mind." says Adam as he walks over to the coffee machine. Randy shoots him an exasperated look in response, making Adam chuckle. "C'mon man! You should have at least suspected that! We may be friends, but we are from two opposing species. You're a vampire and I'm a werewolf. It's just in our blood to basically hate each other from time to time."
"Yeah . . . you do make a good point." Randy concedes as he walks over to the freezer.
"I always wanted to ask this. Who the hell started the whole vampire vs. werewolf rivalry in the first place?" I ask as I cross my arms.
"I have no idea. All I know is that vampires and werewolves have had a very tense relationship with each other for centuries, maybe even for at least a millennia." says Lita as she hands me a cup of coffee. "Some werewolves are friends with vampires, some werewolves can get along with vampires, and some werewolves just outright hate vampires. That's just the way it is."
"The same with vampires." adds Randy as he takes out a box of waffles. "We don't know why vampires and werewolves have such a complex relationship with each other. We just do."
"You're answers are enlightening." I say sarcastically as I take a sip of the coffee in my cup. "Where is everybody else Ted?"
"They're checking out the trail in the backyard that leads deeper into the valley. They just left before you guys got here." says Ted as he puts his mug into the sink.
"Why didn't you go along Ted?" asks Adam as he crosses his arms.
"Not in the mood for it." answers the DiBiase as he walked out the room. "Besides, someone needed to stay behind to welcome you all back."
"Aw . . . how sweet." says Adam with a sarcastic edge to his voice as he walks out the kitchen, Lita following a few seconds after him with her coffee mug in hand.
"Breakfast is ready!"
"Must have waffles." I say, my voice almost trance like as I grab for the plate in Randy's hand, but he moves it away before I can touch it. "What the hell man?"
"What's the magic word?" he asks me in a sing song voice that only he could muster.
". . . You're really going to make me say it?" I ask bluntly as I raise an eyebrow at him.
"Hell yes I am." he tells me with a smirk. "Again, what's the magic word?"
". . . Please?" I ask as I let out a sigh.
"That's it! That wasn't so hard was it?" he asks me with a grin as he hands me the plate. "You need to learn manners missy."
"I'll keep that in mind. You should do the same." I say with a small scowl as I walk out into the living room. I look up at the stairwell to see Adam, Lita, and Ted snickering at the edge of the hallway, disappearing from view as I quickly sit down on the couch and turn on the TV to check on the weather report.
"What's the weather like today?" asks the Viper as he sits down next to me with his plate of food in hand.
"Clouds, clouds, and look . . . more clouds!" I say in mock cheer as I take a bite of my waffle.
"No rain?" he asks me with an eyebrow raised as he puts his plate on his lap.
"No rain, just clouds." I say with a shrug after I swallow.
"Good . . . because I was planning for a day at the pool!" calls Adam from the second floor.
"Who told you, you can butt into the conversation?" calls Randy as he looks up at the stairs.
"Sorry . . . couldn't help myself, plus, I have super sensitive hearing Randman!" calls Adam as we see him appear at the top of the stairs.
"Who the hell told you could call me Randman?" asks Randy as he looks up at the Rated R superstar.
"What?" Adam asks him in mock surprise. "You call Ted Tedman, so I thought it would be fitting to call you Randman."
"It doesn't have the same ring to it." I say with a shake of my head as I finish my second waffle. "Besides, isn't that, like, nickname infringement?"
"Nickname infringement?" Adam asks me, totally confused by my question. "What the hell is nickname infringement?"
"It's kinda like gimmick infringement, but instead of stealing someone else's gimmick, you're stealing someone else's nickname." I say with a small shrug.
"Does that mean I can sue him for trying to steal my nickname?" asks Ted as he walks over to the stairs and stands next to Adam.
"If you know what's best for you, don't even think about suing me." threatened Adam as his eyes glowed yellow.
"Yeah . . . I'm not going to sue you." said Ted nervously as he scratched the back of his neck.
"Good," said Adam as he walked back into his room. Ted turned to us and mouthed 'I'm going to sue him' before walking back into his room.
"You really think Ted's going to sue him?" I ask as I finish the last of my waffle.
"He is the Million Dollar Man's son after all." Randy tells me with a shrug as he holds his plate out for me. "I made you breakfast. You can at least pay me back by washing the dishes."
"Fine . . . ya lazy bum." I say as I take his plate, saying the last part to myself as I get us from my seat.
"Thank you!" I can just hear the grin in his voice as I walk into the kitchen. I wash the dishes in less than twenty minutes flat. I walk out the kitchen, drying my hands with a spare towel, to see Randy leaning forward in his seat watching the weather forecast intently.
"What's going on in the world?" I ask as I throw the towel onto the kitchen counter before walking over to the Viper.
"Just this weather forecast for St. Louis. The city has been pounded by thunderstorms and flooding for the past two days." he tells me with an exasperated look.
"Well . . . that's going to usually happen to St. Louis when a bad storm comes along. The city does lie by the Mississippi River after all." I say for an answer.
"Yeah . . . but the weatherman is saying that the storm practically came out of nowhere. It was sunny and almost 90 degrees one day and the next day, boom! There're thunderstorms, cold 55 degree temperatures, and even hail in some areas." he tells me as he waves the remote around at the screen.
"Maybe it's just an elemental who is having a really bad time right now and has decided to take his/her frustrations out on the city." I say with a small shrug as the news switched to sports. "Or maybe it's Mother Nature having a really bad day."
"Maybe . . . I just think it's a bit weird though. Would an elemental really go that far to let their anger out?" Randy asks me with an eyebrow raised.
"People will go pretty far when they're in a foul mood," I say with a smirk as I walk back over to the staircase. "Take you for instance. Does 2009 ring any bells?"
"Okay . . . you got me there." I hear him say in reluctant defeat as I reach the top of the stairs. I walk into the bedroom and over to the bathroom, intent on cleaning my teeth and washing my face. I open the door and I instantly go wide eyed at what I saw on the floor.
"HOLY SHIT!" I yell out as I look at the creature slithering on the ground before me.
"'Manda?" I hear Randy call out to me in alarm as I back away from the bathroom. I turn to see him standing by the bedroom doorway with an alarmed look to match.
"What's wrong 'Manda?" he asks me as he walks over to my side.
"Why don't you look into the bathroom to find out?" I suggest as I point to said room. Randy sends me a weird look before waking into the bathroom, instantly waling back out with a shocked look on his face.
"How'd that get in there?!" he asks me in surprise as he points to the bathroom.
"It must have slid in through the window. You were the last one in here yesterday. I thought you closed the window!" I say as I flail my arm at the door.
"Yeah . . . looks like I didn't." he tells me with an apologetic look on his face.
"What you two blabbering about in here huh?" asks Lita as she, Adam, and Ted walk into our shared bedroom.
"There's a boa in our bathroom." we answer bluntly in unison.
"A what?" Ted asks us, absolutely confused as he scratches the top of his head.
"If you don't believe us, see for yourself." says Randy as he gestures to the door. The three of them shoot us weird looks before walking toward our bathroom. As soon as they reach the doorway, Ted lets out a sharp yell and instantly bolts for the door as Adam goes wide eyed and Lita looks on in awe at the six foot long Jamaican boa lying right in the middle of the tiled floor.
"I got to get a photo of this." said Lita as she took out her cell phone.
"How long do you think this little creature's been here?" asks Adam as he turns to me.
"Probably since last night." I say with a small shrug. "Randy left the bathroom window open and he must have slid after we left."
"I still can't believe Ted freaked out like that. He just yelled and instantly bolted for the door." said Randy, just as Ted poked his head back into the room. "There ya are, you scaredy cat!"
"Sorry . . . I'm just not comfortable with actual snakes being close to me, that's all." says Ted as he timidly walks into the room.
"Bad experience with one?" asks Randy as he raises an eyebrow.
"You have no idea." says Ted as he crossed his arms. "Let's just say I had a really bad experience at a zoo's reptile house and leave it at that."
"So . . . how are we going to get it out of here?" asks Adam as he points to the snake, which was looking right at us as we spoke.
"Maybe Amanda and Randy can just tell it to go out?" suggests Lita with a chuckle.
"Very funny Lita." I mumble for an answer as I put a hand on my hips.
"An anaconda, a viper, and a boa walk into a bar . . ." says Adam with a grin, instantly hinting to the joke he wanted to say.
"Don't start with the jokes Adam." mumbles Randy as he sends a sharp look Adam's way.
"Sorry . . . couldn't resist." I hear Adam say as I close my eyes. Imagining the boa encased within one of my shields, I open my eyes to see the boa hovering a few feet off the ground in the bubble I conjured up, his head moving back and forth in wonder, or fright.
"Or we could just have Amanda use her shield to take the boa out the house." says Lita with a small grin, already stating the obvious.
"Hold up a second!" cries Adam as he stops me before I could walk to the door with the trapped snake right behind me. "Can I take a photo with it first?"
"Really dude?" Randy asks bluntly as he shoots him a deadpan look. The snake cocks his head to the side, making itself look like it was imitating the Viper himself.
"Aw . . . how cute! Great snakes think alike!" says Lita as she took a photo of the two before either could move an inch.
"I suggest you get your photo in quick before I leave with the snake." I say with a small sigh as I cross my arms. Adam shoots me a grateful look before walking behind me. Once I heard the sound of a camera flash go off, I made my way out the room, down the stairs, and out the house towards a few bushes near the side of the gate. I move the bubble toward the bushes, letting it touch the ground before setting the snake free. After making sure the snake was officially out of sight, I walk back into the house to see everyone except Monica and Wade crowding around our bedroom.
"Did you set the snake free, preferably a good mile away from here?" asks Ted as he raises an eyebrow.
"Considering the fact that I only left five minutes ago and the boa isn't in a bubble behind me, then no Ted, I did not set the snake free a mile away from here. I set it free a few feet away from the fence on the left." I tell him bluntly as I lean against the wall.
"Well . . . looks like I'm avoiding that area of the yard for the rest of the vacation." says Ted as he walked into his room, closing the door with a sharp thud.
"I wonder what happened to him in that reptile house." mumbles Lita as she put her hands on her hips.
"Well . . . I'm wondering what happened to our Brit and the other twin. What happened to those two? With their hearing they, should have heard all the commotion we made a while ago." says Adam as he scratches his scalp.
"I think we'll figure out our answer if we all stay really quiet and listen." answers Randy as he points to the ceiling. We all instantly go silent and after a few seconds pass, all three of them share a look of realization on their faces.
"Yeah . . . I can't hear a thing." I say with a small shrug as I shake my head.
"They're asleep." they all tell me at the same time.
"JINX! Now you both owe me a soda." says Adam as he walks over to the stairs.
"I had a feeling that was going to happen." mumbles Lita as she walks into her room, leaving me and Randy alone in the hallway.
Normal POV; 11:59 P.M
"Are you ready for another nightmare?"
"I'm ready to get it over with." he tells me with a sigh as he lies on his stomach next to me. "I just can't wait till these nightmares are gone and I can finally sleep in peace."
"You and me both." I say as I snap my fingers, the lights turning off in an instant.
"Hey . . . you don't have to sleep with me tonight if you don't want too. I understand." he whispers in my ear as I feel his hand touch mine.
"No, no, its' okay. I'm staying here. I'm not going to let you go through these nightmares alone. I'm here for you all the way." I say as I lie down to rest my head on the pillow.
"That's what I was hoping you would say," I hear the small smirk in his voice as I feel his arm snake around my waist, bringing me closer to his muscular body, my back resting along his chest. "Good night 'Manda."
"Wait a second Randy," I say as a thought suddenly hits me. I turn around in his grip and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his head down till it was using my shoulder as a pillow. "Now. . . Goodnight!"
"I feel like a baby." he complains in my ear as he adjusts the rest of his body into a more comfortable position next to me. "I seriously feel like a baby right now."
"Hey . . . after your little 'outburst', I held you exactly like this and you settled down a few nights back. I figured if you were put in the same position from the night prior, you wouldn't freak out during your nightmare tonight." I say with a small shrug. "See my logic?"
"I think so," he mumbles to me as I feel his other arm wrap around my waist. "But I still feel like a baby."
"Oh be quiet," I say with a small scowl. "You weren't complaining when you woke up in this position two mornings ago."
"What can I say? I'm conflicted." he tells me as I feel his lips kiss my sleeve covered shoulder. "Good night 'Manda"
"Good night Randy." I say with a small smirk, inwardly hoping that the nightmares he was having would just go away.
Randy's POV
"Randy?"
I turn around as I hear the familiar sound of my name pass through her lips, seeing Amanda standing before me dressed in only a black lace bra and matching panties, her hair cascading past her shoulders as she leans against the doorframe of the bedroom; my apartment bedroom to be exact.
"Amanda?" I ask wide eyed, unrelenting as I look her up and down with my eyes, taking in every inch of her sexy body.
"Yes Randy?" she asks me as she walks over to me, her eerily silent steps catching my attention. "What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost."
"What's going on, and why aren't you making any steps with your feet?" I ask her as she comes within reaching distance.
"Don't you remember babe? Our wedding night?" she asks me with a small shake of her head. She puts a hand to my chest and pushes me onto the bed in one movement, taking me by surprise at how strong she suddenly became.
"Wait . . . . We're married?!" I ask in complete shock as she climbs on top of me, straddling my waist with those sexy long legs of hers.
"We've been married for a good two years now Randy," she tells me with a chuckle, showing off her fangs. She holds our left hands to show the silver wedding band on my finger and the diamond ring on hers. "You remember, don't you babe? On our wedding night, you turned me into who I am today. I'm your vampire bride, Snake Boy, and proud of it."
"I'm sorry to say I don't remember any of that." I say in disbelief as I watch as she undoes the buttons of my shirt, her eyes staring into mine the entire time.
"Oh come on Randy. You got to remember," she tells me with a small whine as I feel her lips trail kisses along my abs, making me let out a small moan in response. "You should at least remember the night a few days after that. It was the second night after I finally woke up from the transformation."
"That night . . . is a little foggy to me. Mind refreshing my memory?" I ask as I try to get details from her, enjoying the feel of her lips against my skin as she travels upward.
"Let's just say it was one wild night." she tells me with a sinister grin as I feel her grind herself against my crotch for emphasis. I resist the urge to let out a moan as the friction from our bodies incites a damn good sensation in my pants. She removes herself from my body and lays herself out next to me on the bed, stretching herself out like a lying cat.
"Come on babe," I say, now eager to get more info out of her as I turn to face her. "Tell me more, refresh my memory."
"I swear Randy, you may be a vampire, but you have one of the worst memories in the vampire race." she tells me with a small sigh as she puts a hand on my shoulder. "It was the night we had sex for the first time for Pete's sake."
"Now how can I forget that?" I ask in mock disbelief, soon realizing that this was all part of my dream. "Care for running the details by me again?"
"I would, but I'm too hungry to." she tells me with a small sigh as props herself on her elbows.
"How about I get you something to eat?" I suggest as I start to sit up, but Amanda quickly latches herself onto me, preventing my movement, her legs straddling my waist once again. "Or. . . not?"
"You're not going anywhere Mr. Viper," she tells me, her voice like a cat's purr as I feel her lips trail kisses along my neck. She grinds her lower half along my crotch at a steady pace and I can't help but let out a moan at how good it feels.
"Amanda, what are you planning?" I ask as I let out a shaky breath, resting my hands along her slender hips.
"Simple baby," I hear the smile before her fangs. She sinks her fangs deep within my neck, straight into my jugular vein, taking the blood from my body. I let out a sharp yell at the sudden intrusion, the blistering pain of her bite running through my body.
"AMANDA, STOP!" I yell out as I try to pry her off me. My vision starts to get blurry as I feel her body push mine back onto the bed. She was taking too much from me, my life practically draining from my body. "Amanda . . . please."
After minutes of endless feeding, she finally leaves my neck alone and sits back up, a trail of my blood running from her lips and down to her chin. She smiles at me, her teeth tinged red from my blood, before leaning down to give me a feather soft kiss to the lips.
"Looks like I took too much this time around," she tells me with a shrug as she sits back up, but her words sound foggy as I start to lose consciousness. "Don't worry, your suffering will end soon enough."
"Suffer-." I whisper, my throat complete dry as my vision completely fades to black, my thoughts drifting off to no man's lands.
"Randal . . . Oh Randal!"
"What?" I ask groggily as I weakly open my eyes. My eyes go wide as soon as I see that I'm in a room entirely made out of steel, with a steel door to match right in front of me and no windows in sight. I look down at myself to see that I'm dressed in orange overalls you usually see on prison convicts, tied down to a wooden chair by leather bonds around my wrists, ankles, and waist. I try to break free, but it's the same as my last nightmare. I'm weak as a human; my strength is completely gone from my body.
"Dammit!" I exclaim as I struggle to break free, but I can barely move an inch. My ears perk up when I hear two pairs of footsteps come toward the door. It soon slides open to reveal Sergei, looking the same as when I first met him, pulling Amanda behind him with a steel chain that was wrapped around her upper body tightly. My anger flared up as soon as I saw the small smears of blood coming from her wrists where the steel chains were at its tightest.
"Randy!" she said my name eerily calm, her voice unwavering, but her eyes told me exactly how scared she was.
"Amanda" I said her name as I looked at her, inwardly distressed at the current state she was in as Sergei shut the door behind them.
"Well . . . look who we have here. A couple, mates, both tied up, both going to go through hell in this room thanks to me." he tells us with that sickeningly cocky smile of his. He yanks the chain in his hand, making Amanda fall to her knees as she hissed in pain.
"Let her go!" I tell him coldly as I switch my gazes between my mate and the former coven regent. "If you want to take out your anger on someone, then take it out on me. Just leave Amanda alone."
"How about . . . no." he tells me bluntly as he picks Amanda up by her neck. "I'm going to put you two through hell, starting with her. And you Orton . . . well, you're going to watch."
"No . . . DON'T!" I yell, but it's too late as the sound of bone hitting steel reverberates in my ear drums. I watch in horror as he held Amanda, pinning her to the wall by her neck. He lets her go, showing the finger sized bruise marks along her neck. Amanda slides down along the wall into a sitting position, a smear of blood trailing down the wall, following the movement of her head.
"Amanda . . ." I whisper her name in horror as I watch her unconscious body sitting on the ground like a rag doll, Sergei hovering above her with a small smirk on his face. "Amanda . . . please . . . wake up!"
"Oh . . . she'll wake up alright." Sergei tells me with a smirk as he snaps his fingers. Amanda's head instantly jerks back up, her mouth releasing a sharp gasp as small traces of her blood fall along the side of her neck.
"What . . . what's happening here?" she asks in bewilderment as she turns her head, cringing as soon as she moved.
"Oh nothing much my sweet. I just bashed your head in against the steel wall just for kicks. It killed you, but I brought you back to life with just a snap of my fingers." he explains to us as he lifts Amanda back to her feet.
"I was. . . . dead?" she asks us in surprise as she looks at me in horror.
"You were." I whisper to her, now realizing that the whole time she was unconscious, her heart wasn't beating. The realization hits me like a ton of bricks as I let it sink in. I watched Amanda die right in front of my eyes and I couldn't do anything about it. In this weakened condition I'm in, I can't do anything.
Except watch as the man I hated the most had his way with my girlfriend.
"Don't you see Randy? I have complete control here. You can't do anything about it. I am going to make you watch as I torture your precious mate here until she' practically begging for death to take her." he tells me with a sickening grin as I go wide eyed.
"No . . . NO, LET HER GO!" I yell out, my voice pleading with him to let her go and just torture me instead.
"Oh . . . I get it. You don't want to see your mate die. . . . right in front of your eyes. . . . while you can't do a thing about it to stop me." he says to me as he walks over to me, pulling Amanda with him by her hair. "Sorry, but letting her go is not an option."
And then it starts; the endless cycle of laughter, screaming, and then finally silence. I close my eyes and try to block the images of Amanda's dead body in front of me, lying on the ground as Sergei stood above her, his sickening smirk evident on his face, but her screams bring me back to the scene, forcing me to watch her die before me again and again. Every time before she dies, she stares at me, her eyes pleading for help. I want to respond, I'm desperate to respond, but the damn fucking chair I sit on continues to hold me at bay, making me watch the endless violence before me, my heart breaking every time I hear her scream.
"Please . . . stop it . . . just stop it," I whisper as I bow my head, tired of everything going on. There's no way to tell how long this torture's been happening. I just want it to end. "Leave Amanda alone. Kill me if you want. Just leave my mate alone."
"I want to make you suffer Orton, and if killing your beloved girlfriend, over and over, is going to make you suffer, then hell, let the torture continue." Sergei tells me as he leans into Amanda's neck. She lets out a piercing scream as I see the blood run down from her neck, the evidence of Sergei feeding from her now evident. I continue to struggle in my chair, wanting to get to her, wanting to save her from this fate, but I know it's no use.
And then Amanda goes silent for another time, and my heart breaks even more.
You just got to hate these nightmares. I'm sorry that I have to put Randy through this, but it's all part of the story. Don't worry, the suffering will end soon enough and Randy will finally be free of the bad dreams. Please review!