L'appel du vide

{''« Sonder Part Two »''}

Angell had gone away onto another street, walking quickly. Her boots hit the ground steadily, before pulling her hood down. She moved her hands to her hair, pushing it over the hood and onto her chest. She looked back, feeling someone watching her. She spotted Kraven following her. Her eyes closed slightly as she picked up the pace, slipping her hands into her pocket whilst moving her head back in place. She started to jog, taking her hands out and moving them to her ribs, quickly turning a corner. She took her jacket off, pulling the first man she saw to her.

She moved her hand to the person's neck, pulling them closer. She kept their lips parted enough but close enough so it looked like the two were walking. She watched as Kraven grunted before walking to the other wall, staying close by. She looked up, noticing it was Val. She felt her heart race up, immediately regretting her decision. She moved away slightly when Kraven left. "Fuck." She cursed under her breathe, putting her head against the wall for a few moments. She looked back to her jacket, pushing past Val and grabbing her jacket. She looked back to him, putting her hoodie on. She went to zip it up before hearing Val's voice. She looked up to look at him. "Damon wants to talk to you." He said. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly. "I don't know an Damon." She responded, moving her hands into her pockets. He let out a sigh. "Follow me." He started walking to the manor, Angell following.

She let out a huff, quickly moving to his side when he walked in. She looked at the creatures, grimacing slightly. "Are you just hairless dogs?" She looked to him, speaking with a genuine curious tone. She looked away. She looked at the manor, admiring it slightly. She pulled her hands out of her pockets, spotting a few creatures and humans. She glanced to Val then back to the others, folding her arms. She stood like this, waiting for someone to speak. Her eyes quickly shifted to Damon, raising her eyebrows slightly. She mostly ignored when he spoke, looking around. She listened now and then, her head turning back to him when she heard Lucian. "Lucian?" She questioned. "Yes." He responded with a smirk. "How do you know about Lucian?" She had a slight annoyed tone. "I will tell you everything you want to know about Lucian if you do me one favour." He murmured. She watched him carefully. "Go on..?" She clenched her arm tightly with her hand. "An messenger." He smirked wider. She took a bit to figure out what he meant, quickly getting more irritated. "I'm not doing that." She huffed. "Not even for your best friend?" He questioned. She fell quiet, thinking about the decision. "Fine." She muttered. "Good, there's a spare room for you if you wish to use it." He paused. "Warn your masters as well, or what ever their called." He shrugged. "Superiors." She huffed. "Yes, those." He got up from his throne.

Angell instantly got reminded about Viktor, her eyebrows lowering. Her mood quickly changed at the thought of Viktor, a small frown appearing. "Val, show her to her room." He ordered. Val nodded. She turned around, following. She moved her hands away, moving one of them to her jaw and rubbing it. "What do you know about Lucian then?" She looked to Val. "He's a Lycan." Val smiled. She rolled her eyes. "Obviously." She walked along, following Val. She stayed close to his side. "Here." He motioned to the room. She spotted a maid, noticing her pinching her nose to cover the smell of wolfsbane. She shook her head, walking into the room. She noticed it was a bit small but well decorated, shrugging at it. She shivered slightly at the smell, closing the door. She walked to the bed, falling onto it. She stretched her arms out, moving onto her back to see if it was comfortable enough. She let out a huff, slowly getting up. She looked around before pulling her knife out, examining it.

She could hear arguing outside, getting up. She put her jacket on the bed, revealing her black long sleeved shirt. She walked over to the door, placing her ear against it to listen. She recognised Val's voice. She heard her heart beating faster ass they brought her up. She listened carefully, before placing her forehead against the door. She backed up, moving towards the bed. She looked at a window near the bed, hearing a scream. Her eyebrows raised, a bit confused as she didn’t recognise it. She pinched her nose bridge, getting annoyed of the arguing outside her door.

She walked back over to the door, waiting a few moments. She heard a deep voice, not recognising it. She opened the door, moving her hand away from her nose bridge. “Shut up you loud ass men.” She shouted. She looked at Val then at the other man. She heard the man’s voice, turning her attention to him. “Sorry.” The man had a deep, basic voice. “I’m Darios and you know who Valentine is.” He motioned to Val. She snickered. “Valentine..” She murmured. “Angell.” She looked to Val then to Darios. She let her hand out to shake Darios’s hand. He shook her hand. She moved her hand away, moving it to the door. She went to close it but stopped, thinking about when they brought her up.

“I appreciate you being a gentleman towards me, but. If you have a problem with me, speak with it with me and not Val.” She murmured to Darios. He nodded, Angell nodding with what she said then closing the door. She sighed, putting her forehead against the door. “Stupid hairless dogs..” She said under her breathe, walking to the bed. She took her boots off. She spotted a wardrobe, walking over to it. She opened it, seeing various clothes. She looked at her clothes then at the clothes in the wardrobe. She spotted some pajamas, smiling subtly.

She walked away from the wardrobe, taking her clothes off and replacing them with the pajamas. She sighed, looking down at the matching shorts and tank top. “I feel like a child..” She huffed, moving her clothes into the wardrobe. She moved over to the bed, noticing the sun was rising. She quickly got to the windows, closing the curtains. She sighed. “Close.” She shivered, moving over to the bed. She climbed into it, resting her back against the bed frame. She put her knees up, a gap between her chest and knees. She pulled the blanket over her knees, letting it go onto her stomach. She grabbed her silver pocket knife, twirling it within in her hand.

She looked around, trying to think about where the wolfsbane was. She let out a sigh, remembering about Damon mentioning Lucian. Her eyebrows furrowed, thinking what he would think if he found out she was still alive. She glared down at her silver knife. She looked back to the door, thinking about what type of creatures they were. She leaned her head backwards before putting her knife under the pillow. She felt how silky the pillow was, slowly moving her knees to rest on the mattress. One of them resting on the mattress whilst the other was on top of the one. She put one hand under the pillow, keeping it close to her knife. She rested her cheek against the pillow, her eyes closing slightly. She put her other hand on the pillow, eventually falling asleep.