AN;Hi. Thank you all for the reviews. Write more :D. I have some good news. The next few chapters are ready and I will update tomorrow. So about this chapter. This happens 2 days after chapter 3. PS: you can see picture of Vivian in our profile.
Chapter 4
FelixPOV
I ran as fast as I could. I needed to get help. They had Jane there. My beautiful dear Jane. Oh, there would be hell to pay. I knew the Cullens had a house in Greece. I only prayed they were there. I needed to contact as many vampires as I could. I passed the Bulgaria – Greece boundary line and soon caught the scent of vampires. The house was in the mountain. A beautiful residence of white marble. Before I could even knock on the door it opened and I was greeted by the comforting sight of Eleazar's face.
'Oh my God, felix, what happened to you…' he exclaimed.
'Eleazar,' I chocked 'I need your help.'
It turned out the Denali sisters were staying with the Cullens for a while. I told everyone what happened in the woods. Esme was sobbing
'I can't believe it…after all these years… and Jane…god knows what they'll do to her…' she was so sympathetic. I had to contact the ancients. Edward only nodded and gave me a cell phone. Mind readers aren't that bad after all. He chuckled. I dialed the number. It was Caius who picked up.
'Felix is there the matter' he asked angrily.
'They're back…the Children of The Moon are back.'
Silence.
'I'll contact Aro and Marcus. Where are you?'
'In Greece with the Cullens…Eleazar is there.'
'Perfect. Wait for us. We'll get Jane out at all costs. We won't let the monsters hurt her.'
Meanwhile in Rila; janePOV
It hurts. The dry ache in my throat is unbearable but I won't give them the pleasure of begging or screaming. Screaming is for victims. I'm not a victim. I can't use my gift. The lack of fresh blood in my system prevents it. And the pain is so damn terrible. I need the blood. But I can hold on. Oh no. here she comes. My torturer. Astrid was the bitch's name. She has a gift similar to mine. Damn have I forgotten werewolves could posses' gifts? She smiles nastily at me. Do I do this when I torture…
I bite furiously on my lip. I won't scream… but it hurts so much. I can't bear it. I want to scream. Screaming is for victims. I'm not a victim. Screaming is for victims. I'm not a victim. Screaming is for victims. I'm not a victim…. I repeat my mantra over and over in my head. I want to run away. There is something…no there is someone….I have to go on… I must be strong… there was reason but I can't remember it. It's too painful. No, I must survive this… something… someone… a reason… I can't remember.... it hurts…everything… I can't scream… I have to be strong…
Because….why does I have to be strong… I don't remember…I mustn't scream…
AstridPOV
'AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH…STOP. STOP PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU STOOOOOOOOOOOP' the little vampire bitch cried in agony. I focused and put more pressure in the torture.
'Astrid…' Vivian yelled. 'That's enough. Can't you see you're maddening her?'
'As you wish almighty Alpha.' I teased.
'Dad's calling you. Go'
I left.
VivianPOV
The vampiress looked somewhere around thirteen. She was so fragile. So breakable. The starve and the tortures have weakened her body to an impossible state. She was hanging on the stone wall by the wrists, the chains scatching her hard skin. She merely opened her dark eyes.
'What do you want of me' she hissed.
I looked at mi left hand. There were the scars. No one knows I'm cutting myself. Not even my BFF Astrid. I do it sometimes when desperate. It's better to flow blood than tears. I was in one of those states. I figured that instead of loosing the blood I might as well give it for a better cause. The glass was full. The vampiress moaned when she smelled the blood. I pressed the cup to her lips. She drank thirstily.
'Why are you helping me' she whispered.
'Everyone deserves happiness.' I told her. 'I'll come tomorrow again. They'll kill me if they find out, but you have a family and… a mate, is that how you call it.
The vampiress nodded weakly.