Blood with in her Red Eyes!!! (( Part 1: Completed!!! ))

Chapter 3.

The aroma of fresh plucked flowers, linger on the air. As mid-day was upon us. The trip wasn’t much longer. But yet far enough, for the insane Avalon to not find us. While riding in the carriage. Kaya, and Jade sat inside with Lorena. They didn’t to leave her side. Till the others knew, who she was first. Kaya, with her eyes closed, was trying to concentrate, sending warm and loving thoughts. To Lorena’s mind, while she was still sleeping. Jae on the other hand, was looking around for something…

“ what is it, Jade? “ - kaya said opening one eye, looking at her.

- scratching the back of her head. All curious like. Jade had a habit of sticking her tongue out, while having one eye closed. When she was searching for something. -

“ I’m looking for some string.. I’ve already got the small stack of hay the way I needed it. “

- chuckling to her self. - “ Ohhh… I know what your doing. Look in my bag. There should be some, in a ball. It’s from Avalon’s clothes. “

“ Kaya!! Know you didn’t. Oh well.. It’s his fault, and my toy. Hehehehehehehehe….” - giggling, like a newborn baby.

“ Have fun, but stay quiet so I can help Lorena. Till she gets up. “

- Jade nods at her. While trying to cross her eyes, and blow her cheeks up. Like a literal blow fish. Smiling all the while. As she started making one of her dolls. Jade was still a child in some ways. She loved playing with toys, of all kinds. Mostly the ones that she would make herself. But there was a difference. Her dolls, were never regular dolls. They was called “ the Montrose Voo Doo dolls. “ There was something special in the Montrose blood line. In a way, it’s like what ever it was. Rubbed off onto what ever was made by hand. Of coarse since Jade was a Montrose by birth right, and blood. It was always a endless supply of it. Making sure the shape was just right. She pulled out the ball of string. For the rest of the ride. She used every piece of string all over that doll. Thinking more to her self than any one else. “ yea, go ahead and let him. Mess with my sister now… “

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He slowed woke up, in a bed. It took only a moment. To realize that he ( Avalon ) had went to a brothel. Cause there was 2 woman laying on the bed, tied to each other. With groggy filled eyes. He looked at them, thinking that the way they was positioned. Wasn’t normal. Shrugging it off. He got up, heading to the bathroom. After quickly unloading himself. He stood at the mirror, watching the reflection. Looked so much older than he actually was. Dark black circles, under the eyes. A slow growl, seemed to come forth thru his lips. As he seen the hair upon his face. “ uuggghhhh… even though I hated my father. Why the hell did I have to be cursed, to look like him. “ Closing his eyes, while head lowered. His Father was a much stronger person, than he ever was. He always hated to admit this. Then again, what Avalon was… he inherited from him….. Looking up again, knowing that her had to do something about Lorena. She is getting much older now. Going to start asking questions, and I don’t need that. That whore of a mother, of hers. Should be dead by now. Raising his arms up high, trying to stretch some. “ what the…..??? “ he hands glide down, touching his arms. Blood… Looked on the floor, where he was walking. There is was… More blood, and it lead thru the bathroom. Out towards the bed, but on te opposite side. “ SHIT…. DAMET ALL TO HELL…” blood was every where. No wonder the 2 girls wasn’t moving. It might be because they was dead… “ Great, now some how or another. I need to get out of here. Before anyone sees me. Or either this will be more shit I have to deal with… “ Quickly putting his stuff in a pile, and setting it on fire. I open the window, in the bathroom. Wait a few minutes, then thrust himself up and out of it. Landing on his back haunches. Looking around, then heading into the woods. When he got deep into the woods. He took a glance back. Seeing that the whole room and floor, was set a blaze. With a slight smirk upon his wicked face. He went even further, into the woods. Heading back to the castle….

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As if your own soul, was hanging on to mer threads. Of what we call this world. With in ones own darkness.. There is but one part that still shines. Her eye lids fluttered open some. She couldn’t move her body. It was as if her body had done left her. But yet her soul, her spirit was still her. But not for to much longer. I could feel a tugging. Not one of fear, or hopelessness. But more of love, faith, respect and honor. Urging me to come, to a place where there is know more hate, pain, or fear. A faint yet strong voice spoke, “ It’s alright Amelia. It’s time, come… you are safe now… “

With a smile upon her face, a voice comes forth. Barley hearing anything…

“ I love you Lorena… I’m so sorry, I never told you who you were. Before I go… I must say it. I love you, my daughter, Beth Montrose. The daughter of my greatest love Christos Montrose. I love you both, more than I ever could say….. “

The last words was trailed off…. As her eyes slowly closed….. The sun had shown brighter than ever. Showing to all. That the gods, have resived an angel this day. Ms. Amelia Montrose, Queen of the Montrose Clan……

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