This chapter is not very long, and I'm sorry about that.

I know I like it when the chapters are long, but sometimes it's hard to do that to every one of them.

But I hope you like it none the less.

And I'm sorry about the long wait, I'll try to update faster next time.


Staking – 38

That night we stayed the night at Oksana's. Everyone else left after Oksana finally got the idea that she had to stake poor Lissa. Everyone went back to the hotel, Yeva to her house, and Lissa stayed in the basement, chained up of course. We started training her right away, and she was right, she had no experience what so ever, but she learned real quick.

First we had started out with what Christian said him and Lissa did to practice staking, use a pillow. She had a lot of pillows, since she liked to make them herself, so it was easy. After a while though, I wanted to do the same kind of training we did with Adrian, but Dimitri said we shouldn't because she was older and more fragile. So we mainly just stuck to the pillow, but apparently Mark did keep a few arm weights just in case, so we had her do a few of those too. But when she couldn't lift anymore, we took a break, then went right back to the pillows. By the time we all went to bed, she had gotten a lot better. She was actually a faster learner than Adrian, and he knew it and hated it.

The next day after we ate breakfast, she said she was already ready to practice more, probably just wanting to get it over with. So we had her do some more weights first, then back to the pillows.

After most of her pillows were ruined which took a while with how many she had, we just had her do some arm stretches, since she just needed to be strong enough to push the stake in not fight like we had planned for Adrian.

By the time everyone came back over, it was lunch time and Oksana was exhausted. Mark already had the food ready, and we all sat in the living room saying nothing at all, which annoyed the hell out of me, but I still didn't say anything, even though I wanted to.

After the silent lunch, I helped Mark clean up while Oksana rested from all her training.

One Hour Later . . .

After Mark and I had washed and put away all the dishes, we went back into the living room where Oksana was sitting, holding the stake.

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked.

"I was waiting for you," Oksana said as she sat up.

"For what?"

"I thought you wanted to save Lissa as soon as possible?"

"And you think you're ready to do that now?"

"Yes I do."

"You've only had one day of training, you can't be ready yet."

"If she says she's ready, then she's ready," Christian said from across the room.

"Did I ask you? No, so shut up. Are you sure?" I asked, turning back to Oksana.

"Yes I'm sure," she replied as she stood up.

"Okay then," I said as I turned to go downstairs where Lissa was chained up. Everyone got up and followed right behind.

"So how exactly do I do this?" Oksana asked twenty minutes later. We had all been standing in front of Lissa, waiting for someone to make a move, but everyone was too nervous to, even me.

"I thought you said you were ready?" Christian asked.

"I am, but I don't really know how to start."

"It's easy," Adrian said.

"Then why don't you do it?" Oksana asked, holding out the stake to him.

"We've already gone over that. I can't, you have to." Then we all went back to staring at Lissa.

"Just stab her in the heart," I coaxed Oksana. "Just get close, but not too close that she'll kick you on your ass, then stab her."

"I've never done this before, so stop yelling," Oksana yelled.

"I wasn't yelling. Just hurry before we all die of old age here."

"I'll be here and ready to help is Lissa tries anything," Christian assured her. She nodded in reply and slowly stepped forward. She stopped when she was about a foot from Lissa, and gripped the stake in her hand firmer.

"Okay," she whispered as she raised her hand high in the air. "Wait," she squealed high for someone getting old. "What if I can't push it all the way through?"

"Then you push again and again until it does," I said. "That's what Lissa had to do with Dimitri." She nodded again and raised the stake back over her head. She held it there for a while with sweat beading down her head.

"Do it already," Christian whispered loudly. I glared at him to shut up so he didn't pressure her even more and he actually glared back. But it is his woman we were about to stake, so I could understand how he wanted this over with.

Oksana looked back at me with a questioning look and I nodded for her to continue on. So she looked back down at Lissa in her chains, with the spot where her heart is clear for the stake. She raised the stake a little higher then plunged it down into Lissa chest real hard as she closed her eyes while Lissa screamed in pain.


Please review...