Sold: The UnderWorld (Book 5)

Disobedience

Luna:

"I don't want you using your powers" he told me.

"What?" He questioned me.

"You are a danger to this household. I don't want you using them. You are too free here. You will have a curfew, and specific guidelines" he informed me.

"But I have done nothing wrong" I retorted.

"Do not disobey my orders. You are not to use any abnormal ability you have" he snapped. I felt someone elses presence near, Michael?

"I have the right to use the gifts I was born with" I replied proudly. 'I had the right to use my gifts. I wasn't going to have him telling me I couldn't' I thought.

"So be it" he said. Lucifer said.

"Thanks" I said, and I turned to leave. My hand grasped the door knob when he flung me backwards. I landed firmly on my feet, and made an attempt to block his punch. I slid backwards, almost tripping. I dodged an attack, and landed a fist to his back. He stumbled forwards, and I landed my foot to his side. He fell over, and before I could hit him again his foot hit me. His foot hit me square in the chest. I felt the bones there quicker, and something red and sticky dripped out of my mouth. He grinned and kicked out. Before I was hit I shadow walked my escape. I appeared behind him. I dove for his neck, my fangs exposed. His fist went up, hitting my mouth, but at an odd angle. My eyes widened in shock as pain coursed through my upper jaw. Lucifer through me over his shoulder. His foot hit me in the mouth, adding to the pain. I was sent flying through the air across the room. My body never hit the floor though. I was gently layed down on the floor. My vision was blurry, too far blinded by pain. I looked to the face that had saved me from smashing into the wall, or possibly through the window. 'Michael?' I thought.

"And what are you doing? Are you interfering with her punishment, or are you here to deliver it to her yourself?" Lucifer questioned him.

"Which do you think father?" He asked.

"Do you really wish to disobey me?" Lucifer asked, "Do you really dare too? Your a coward, a poor exscuse for a man! You have no balls" Lucifer mocked arogantly.

"Yeah, I'm a coward, and have no balls to gloat about. Doesn't mean I can't change" he replied. I felt a gentle hand on my head.

"Michael?" I whispered.

"It's okay. Your okay now" he replied.Some of the pain subsided, and my vision became less blurred. I then realized the his hair was too dark to be Michael, and Lucifer's fist was coming down. I closed my eyes, but it never came. I heared instead Luke cry out. Before I could say or do anything my vision blurred again with a returning pain. My sight went dark as I slipped into a numbing unconciousness.

My eyes fluttered open. I was in my room. There was also someone else here.

"Hey Michael" I said.

"Your awake, that's good" Michael said. I sat up and gently brought a hand to my mouth.

"Aww jeez" I whispered to myself.

"Something wrong?" He asked.

"Its nothing" I lied. 'Lucifer broke one of my fangs. I have no idea what happeneds to broken fangs' I thought.

"Seems like you had a fight with my father" Michael said.

"Yeah, he's pretty cruel" I stated.

"I suppose. He just doesn't accept disobedient behavior" Michael told me.

"Well I better go" he told me. He walked towards me. He leaned forewards, but I leaned away. ' What are you doing?' I thought. He chuckled,

"You must be tired" he said. He gave me a smile which I returned, and he left. I heared him speak to someone outside. He hissed in frustration, and Luke entered.

"Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded my head. I noticed he was wearing a turtle neck, and gloves.

"You okay?" He asked. I nodded my head, and akward silence took over. He stood by my bedside.

"I- um- I uh... I- sorry about... My father" he stuttered.

"Your apologizing?" I said, actually quite schocked. He nodded his head. He adverted his gaze, before moving to leave.

"Luke" I called to him. 'Luna no, yo uh idiot' I thought.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"Er- thanks... For yesterday" I said, stuttering as well. He smiled before leaving me alone in the room. I hoped out of bed to look in the mirror. One of my fangs was chipped in half. While unconcious the open wound had closed, but I could still feeo the ache. Not only did it ache, but my fangs wouldn't retract. They remained long, which felt tiresome, and my cravings remained high.

I left the bedroom, headed to the the other side of the castle, and entered the living room.

"Hey Michael" I said. He smiled at me, which almost made me melt where I stood.

"What's up beautifull?" He asked, his eyes fickered down and up.

"Nothing much, you?" I replied.

"Just checking out my beautifull girl" he said as I took a seat beside him.

"Acording to Lucifer I belong to Luke" I muttered.

"But you belong to my heart" he said. I leaned against him, enjoyinf the warmth of his skin on my cold skin.

"Luna" he said my name. I looked up, and realized he was looking at me. His face so close, very close. He leaned in and brought his lips to mine. He quickly deepened the kiss before I could respond.

"Michael!" A voice snapped. Michael and I didn't pull apart until a rough hand pulled him back.

"What do you want brother? She and I were enjoying each other" Michael replied when Luke brought suddenly swung Michael up and over his shoulder. Michael landed on his feet, and blocked Luke's fist.

"Michael!" I called to him.

"I can handle him" Michael replied. He caught his brothers fist, his grip tightened down on his hand and he ripped the gloves off of Luke's hands. With the gloves gone it revealed Luke's oddly colored skin. His hands which could be seen where blue.

I remembered when Luke touched my head after I was pulverised by Lucifer. 'Did he heal me' I thought as I lightly touched the tip of my half broken fang. 'And if so, did he know it would do that to his arms' I wondered.

"Ha, look what you did to yourself. You idiot" Michael sneered.

"I am no idiot. I knew what I was doing brother. How could I let someone be in so much pain when we have gifts of our own?" Luke snapped.

"Vampires are gifted enough" Michael shot back.

"And we also have gifts" Luke replied. He was being forced against his wall now. Obviously his arms were in too bad of a condition to fight back.

"So what if I healed her. I did a good thing" Luke said. He raised a foot and kicked his brother off of himself. Luke went down on top of his brother, and let his fists rain down on him.

"I will not stand for you touching her though" Luke hissed. Michael stopped his fists with his with his own.

"Does it make you jelous brother. That if we love each other, and the only one that does loves you is your mommy?" Michael mocked. Luke hissed and pulled fist back. I finally stepped in a pushed him off of Michael. Luke's gaze went to me, and adverted away.