A Touch of Darkness

Chapter 22

***Victoria's POV***

My body froze behind the metal bars seeing Damien's limp body, heart barely audible.  

"Damien please look at me! I'm here! Damien!" Crying out.  Hands shaking the metal bars, all my strength trying to loosen the bolts.  The same bolts I had tried to loosen all those years ago.

Claude stood back with a proud smile.

Spinning on my heal.  Pouncing on his chest causing his body to fall back from the impact.

"Release him!" Screaming as I pulled his his head up before slamming it into the hard stone floor.

His hand locked around my wrists as fast footsteps cam down the stairs.  My eyes still filled with rage.  Slamming his head with a crack into the ground.  His features turning from proud to anger.

Dozen's of hands pulled me off of Claude as I kicked and swung my body.

"Let me go!"  

Maggie's thin body had her wrists bound as they shoved her into the cell. "Maggie!" Crying out as she kept her expression cool.

"Take my guest to her room"  Claude stood to his feet.  Brushing the dirt off of himself.  The vampire guards never loosening their stone hard grip.  "We'll have dinner shortly"

Claude snapped his attention to Maggie.  Who now stood against the wall beside Damien.  "I'd hoped you wouldn't be with my beloved but of course you're here"  Spitting in disgust.  "You can rot in that cell with rest of them"

"No! Damien! Maggie!" Eyes burning without tears as I fought the body's carrying me away.  "Protect him! Please! Maggie" 

Her head nodded once, hands and ankles still bound with silver chains.  Her burning flesh filling the air as I I felt the force of the guards shove me up the stairs.

The guards shoved me into a windowless bedroom.  Heart sinking at the familiar room.  Left exactly as it had looked when I ran away.

Motherfucker.

"Claude!" Slamming my fists against the door. Not even a budge.  "Claude you fucking spineless piece of shit! Let me out!" 

Ripping the picture frames off the walls, flipping the dressers and the large bed over.  Shredding the wall paper off of the walls.  All I could see was red.  

I should have been smarter than to just storm in! But the second Maggie rang the doorbell I couldn't wait.  I could smell Damien's scent all over Claude.  Maggie had tried to reign me in but I couldn't focus on anything but getting to my Damien.

  Pacing the room, I could feel my feet burning tracks into the floor.  Claude's overwhelming stench filled my nostrils. The door opened and I charged forward.

"Fuck!" Gasping as silver chains clothes hanged my throat.   Quickly snaking around my neck..  My hands instinctively went to rip them off.  But the two large guards were fast to rip my hands away.  The hot silver sizzling my flesh, the burnt smell making my stomach churn as I kicked and swung my body trying to loosen the guard's hold.

Claude stepped forward.  His mucky green eyes taking in the room.  "I was hoping you'd enjoy your old room" Shaking his head with displeasure. "Apparently, I'll have to find you a room more suitable.  Perhaps mine?" His tone darkened.