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Unbelievable. That was the only that was going through Evelyn's mind at the moment, 'How have we gotten here — how have i gotten here?' She often wondered to herself.
Shredding metal, high shrieks and low groans heard all around the base-camp the newborns had seemed to setup during all hours, fighting between members who often lost limbs.. or their life.
The stench wasn't much better, rotting flesh and uncleansed bodies housed in a dark basement was bound to cause a foul odour. Victoria didn't care though, she really couldn't considering the fact she condemned her own two sisters to the harsh conditions of the basement aswell.
That was another thing Evelyn found unbelievable. Yes sure throw her down with the rabid animals who had no self control, but Florence was merely a child — barely sixteen when she was turned. she could at-least be Riley's 'co-captain' or whatever false position she had made up in order to avenge James and give the boy some false sense of respect.
It's not like the two sisters couldn't leave if they truly desired, who would stop them? Riley? During one of those designated hunting trips she'd grab her sister, and that friend Florence somehow managed to make in this place and never be seen again now that james couldn't track them.
But they still held out hope for Victoria, deep down they wished for their older sister who was there before the death of their oldest sister anne; and original coven to return to them. The death of her mate, psychotic as that man might've been — held her together afterwords. something evelyn will admit, she and florence failed to do.
The false mates loud voice resounding through the compound pulled the redhead out of her thoughts, as well as almost everyone else around them stopping what they were doing in a millisecond. Though it was obvious by his continued yelling he thought nobody had heard him. Or he was just on a power trip, both were plausible.
"Go prepare for your last hunt before battle, because afterwords we will bring demise to the golden eyed clan once and for all claiming OUR territory." Evelyn and florence shared a look, before turning to bree and pulling her in between them, careful of the looks Riley was sending the trio — specifically the sisters.
While others clambered out of the basement the moment the moon rose and the sun had fallen to their limited freedom, the oldest of the three girls was about to pull the other two towards the door to follow when riley called out. "Evelyn, stay back for a moment. I must chat with you it's important."
With a nod that couldn't be seen by the human eye, that indicated more towards the girls that they could leave her than that she'd obey Riley, the older vampire flowed across the cement as if not even taking steps. Arriving infront of the boy, she gazed down raising an eyebrow "and what is it that you could possibly need at this moment?" She inquired "as you said we are due for our final hunt before the battle."
With a gulp and a puff of his chest to imitate confidence that he didn't have, Riley stated that Victoria wanted them to know she was watching them. Watching her younger sisters.
Thankful for her age in this moment, she knew Riley couldn't tell that the statement had slightly thrown Evelyn off especially when she continued to almost float around him with a soft smile and a tsk patting his cheek lightly with a mutter under her breath about 'laps and dogs'. The actions were all too similar too another sutherland he had talked to moments ago, before speeding out of the basement to join the others for the hunt with a sympathetic look over her shoulder.
The sympathetic look is what confused him. what did the female vampire seem to know, and pity him for that he was apparently so oblivious to? "Riley!" His name echoing from the corridors wrestled him out of his thoughts, it didn't matter. All that mattered right now was his duty to Victoria.
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Upon stepping out of the basement bree and florence began throwing questions her way about what the biers boy was asking her about. Trying to answer the two adamant girls while still keeping her composure was a task in itself.
"He didn't want much, we know he's a messenger pigeon more than anything." She shrugged not rushing to hunt as they still had many hours of the night left, and it wasn't like what Riley said had any truth to it. Victoria might be watching them, but she was too caught up in her game of cat and mouse with the golden eyed vampires to actually watch her sisters.
Hearing the unmistakable sound of thump thump thump coming from just a few blocks away — evelyn beckoned the younger looking vampires to follow her into the surrounding darkness for their final feed, not entirely sure what would be coming the next day.
Finding a group of men who reeked of street drugs and alcohol, the girls began their hunt not bothering to play with their food — they had better manners than that. Dropping the body with a slight stumble from the afteraffects of tainted blood Evelyn turned towards the younger two, who were still drinking.
Trying to get the slight mess cleaned up before anyone showed up human or vampire, they proceeded to put the bodies into a garbage container — lighting a match to rid the evidence of ever coming back to them.
Not bothering to stay and watch people find the bodies, they continued their search knowing that one hunt wouldn't be enough to satiate a newborn and two elder vampires for a battle. Continuing the slaughters until the dawn began to spring forth, forcing them to head back to their 'home' for the time being. It was contintinusly an argument between Florence and Evelyn; the latter trying to convince her they couldn't tell Bree about Riley's lies quite yet.
They wouldn't burst into flames, or explode but turning into what people nowadays referred to as a 'disco ball' wasn't to comforting either. With the heightened emotions, Evelyn didn't know what the dark haired girl would do and she didn't want to risk Bree getting herself killed due to recklessness.
She'd already lost one sister due to recklessness, and wasn't about to lose another. So she was absolutely sure she'd do anything to protect the two vampires chattering along as they walked infront of her.
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( not edited,, would people still read if i made the story lowercase intended? i'd still use grammar it would just look more like this. basically just because of how my keyboard is set up, and for aesthetic purposes. )
