Chapter 39

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Dozens of vampires have congregated in the courtyard of the compound, where they all talk amongst themselves and drink.

After a moment, Marcel appears on the balcony "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Fight Night! And, the first rule of Fight Night is: the vampire left standing at the end of the night is one step closer to the inner circle, and one of these, "He holds up the hand on which he wears his ring, "a daylight ring. If you can impress me with a little ultra-violence, you too can enjoy the warmth of the sun on your face. All you got to do is kick a little ass. Here we go!"

All the vampires form a circle as they wait for the announcement of the first fighters

"Our first two contenders: Felicia and Otto!"
Felicia and Otto fight while the rest of the vampires cheer them on. At one point, it appears that Otto has the upper-hand, but ultimately Felicia wins the fight by wrapping her legs around his neck and twisting her hips to snap his neck.

"Damn, girl! Not bad!" Marcel smiles.

Suddenly, Klaus and Elijah enter the courtyard. Klaus walks behind Felicia and snaps her neck. The whole room goes silent. "Good evening! I'd like a word."

"What do you think you're doing?" Marcel shouts.

"It appears that we've interrupted a collection of filthy amateurs! We've come here for the girls. Give it to us, or we kill everyone here... starting with you." Elijah looks up.

"You two got a lot of nerve, coming into my home and making demands." Marcel laughs.

Klaus smiles fakely, "Your home, is it?"

Elijah is angry, "The girls! I will not ask again."

"I assume you're talking about Hayley and Allison? Yea high, dark hair, bitchy attitude? Who are they to you anyways?"Marcel asks.

"They are old friends. You know how sentimental I am about old friends." Klaus smiles.

"Well, I ain't got the girls. And before you start whining, I did pay them a little visit earlier tonight. I was feeling nostalgic, so I took a trip out to the plantation where I used to be a slave. And, imagine my surprise when I realized that the Original family of vampires had taken up residence. Your girl, Hayley, answered the door, we exchanged hellos, that was it. You don't believe me? Look around. Hell, I'll even help you find them. But the question that I'd ask is: if Hayley and Allison aren't here, then where is are they?" Marcel smirked.

•••

I awake slowly, my head is pounding and I groan. Hayley is unconscious next to me, we are in the trunk of an SUV and our wrist are bound.

"Hayley," I whisper, "wake up?"

I try to kick out the back window to escape, but whoever the driver is stops the car and gets out to check the trunk. When the driver opens it, he reaches for me but I start to kick him back.

"Seriously?" A familiar voice fills the air.

"Tyler?!?" I cry out.

"You don't wanna fight me, Allison. You know you can't beat a hybrid." He uses zip-ties to bind my ankles so I can't run away.

"Ahh! Let me go, you backstabbing half-breed piece of shi.." I groan

"Shut up!"Tyler pulls Hayley out of the trunk and throws her over his shoulder, then reaches for me. "Get up. I don't want to have to drag you."
He walks down the road, his hybrid face comes out as he angrily drags Hayley and I into the Bayou.

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