Chapter Ten
Professor Whitlock
I had no idea where I was or what had happened, my head was pounding and the tape around my mouth was making my face sore. I had tried freeing my arms and legs but that only resulted in sore patches on my skin where the tape pulled. I remembered the trunk of the car and then a long coffin like box and the feeling of being lifted. The sounds that I could hear were muffled but reminded me of a plane's engines, was I being abducted by air? Was this what Bella Swan had tried to warn me about? Surely vampires wouldn't go so high tech, didn't they live in coffins filled with earth and drain humans? I'd never heard or read of any kidnapping and transporting their prey across state lines especially by air!
When I felt the box move again I almost cried with relief, I had begun to feel as if I'd been buried alive and it was hot and stuffy inside this box. I made a mental note to stipulate in my will that I was not to be buried! I felt the box slide into some kind of transport and it set off, where the hell was I being taken for God's sake? Transylvania? As the trip went on I found myself being jolted around and hit my head on the top of the box which didn't improve my headache or my temper.
At last the journey seemed to be over as I felt the box being dropped none too lightly onto the ground. It was almost unbearable in here now and I kicked my legs to show I needed to get out then waited and finally I heard a screeching sound and blinked as the sun shone in too brightly for my sensitive eyes. I was lifted out but standing wasn't an option with dead legs and I slumped to the ground banging my head yet again as I was unable to save myself with my hands taped together.
A pale hand that seemed to sparkle in the sun stretched down and ripped the tape off my mouth and I promptly vomited which hurt my sore and parched throat. No one said anything as another sparkling hand carrying a wickedly sharp knife descended and I wondered if I was about to die, but then why would I have been transported so far just to be killed? Instead the knife sliced through the tape at my hands and feet then disappeared again. I ripped the tape from my hands, none too soon as they were both swollen and almost blue from lack of circulation then did the same with my feet noticing a trickle of blood running down my fingers where the knife had caught my skin. If Bella were right and these were vampires then I was in dead trouble bleeding like this. I wiped my hand on my pants and blinked looking around and trying to focus. Where the hell was I? We sure weren't in Kansas any more Toto.
When I finally managed to stagger to my feet licking parched lips I saw four people standing around me looking at me with a mixture of disinterest and fascination. Two, evidently a couple, were looking around bored as if waiting for something and I guessed these were the two who had kidnapped me. Were they waiting for payment? Was this just a job to them?
"Water?"
I croaked and one of the others, a pretty Latin looking girl nodded to the other guy who looking more like a fighter than a servant called out and another guy ran up with a jug which the first guy threw over me,
"Its uncanny, he looks exactly like The Major the first time I ever saw him."
She spoke, in awe, with an accent and I thought she was probably Spanish or maybe Mexican.
I noticed the other guy scowl at that,
"He's too pretty to be The Major, where's his scars?"
She turned on him hissing in anger,
"Cállate idiota, no sabes nada."
So I'd been right she spoke Spanish but I thought she was Mexican and she was quite obviously in charge.
The guy of the couple, the kidnappers or so I thought, spoke then looking nervous.
"We should probably go, we've fulfilled our part of the bargain."
She shrugged and they turned to leave but then I heard her call a command,
"Mátalos."
They whirled crouching ready to defend themselves but the numbers were overwhelming.
Within seconds they had been quite literally ripped to pieces by a score of what looked like fiends all red eyed and vicious, each piece being collected and thrown onto a fire that burned in the center of this place, which looked like some kind of compound.
The young woman gestured for me to follow and I staggered after her soaking wet and feeling nauseous and thirsty. She led me into a cabin and sat down gesturing for me to do the same and poured me a glass of water from a pitcher on the table.
I drank deeply then tried to speak with a little more success this time,
"Where am I? Why am I here?"
"Es increíble, cómo de cerca te pareces a mi Major."
I shook my head,
"I don't speak Spanish."
"Really? Well you'll soon learn. My Major is fluent in Spanish, Italian, and French."
"Your Major? Do you mean he's really still alive, Major Whitlock? And a vampire?"
She moved closer to me and I felt her cold hand on my cheek,
"You look exactly like him you know, almost a perfect copy. He and I were once lovers."
"Really? So why isn't he with you now?"
She ignored this question and stroked my neck touching the skin over my carotid artery,
"We made a wonderful partnership, he was wild, and strong, and very passionate. Are you like him inside Jasper Whitlock?"
"Not if he was tied up with you willingly."
I may be scared but I sure as hell wasn't going to let her know nor did she have a hope in hell of getting me into bed. Either he was stupid or really mixed up and I hoped fervently it was the latter. She hissed,
"Don't make this harder for yourself Jasper, I could be your friend, help you get through this more easily, if you were nice to me that is."
"I think I'll pass."
"Come on."
She took my hand and pulled me off my seat, boy was she strong! And through a curtain to a bedroom beyond then turned and flicked her wrist so I fell onto the bed. Before I had time to do anything she was there ripping my clothes off with a hunger I found quite disgusting. As I felt her cold hands on my boxers I tried to stop her,
"Enough, I'm not interested. I may look like your Major but our tastes differ widely I assure you."
She scraped her fingernails across my stomach drawing bloody furrows as she did so and I hissed in pain trying to buck her off but at the same time remembering what Bella had said about their strength. She put her mouth to my ear whispering,
"Don't fight it and don't be afraid, after all you'll be one of us very soon,
I shook my head,
"Listen here, you may force me to become a vampire but you'll never force me to fuck one."
She grabbed one of my hands and I felt the bones creak with the pressure of her squeeze and screamed as I then felt them break,
"Didn't your mother ever tell you its rude to refuse a lady?"
Knowing this was going to hurt I couldn't stop myself from replying,
"Sure but you ain't no lady by a country mile."