Demons Of The Night

Chapter 7.

Christina

The sun was beaming, it was warm. I looked over to see Ezio. He was an adult now. He looked at least twenty-one. "Christina!" Ezio yelled. He sounded so happy. It was unusual seeing him this way. Christina was beautiful. She had brown hair balled up and she had brown eyes. Her figure was slim. She wore a Maroon colored dress with red flats. "Ezio, What are you doing here?" Ezio ran to her, he grabbed her by her waist until she was right in front of him. Caressing her fave he gently kissed her on the lips.

"Ezio, you can not do this. I am married! It could have been you Ezio, but you just had to leave me." Ezio looked at Christina with a gentleness. He looked at her with a look that I have only seen once with him. When he treated me to dinner in his room and looked at me when he thought I hadn't caught him.

"Christina, I-i am truly sorry. You know I'm trying to stop my father." Christina walked towards him and put her hand on his cheek. "Oh my brave Ezio, I wish things could be different." When I looked up again, Christina was in the town square. Ezio was going to her, by the time he had arrived he saw Christina just as he had his mother many years before.

The King had her heart in his hands. Ezio had enough, he was crying and he pounced in the air to kill the King. Two guards caught him in, Ezio killed them instantly. Before Ezio made it to the King, a woman came from behind the King. She held Ezio in mid-air and she chanted something that made Ezio disappear.

Before I could scream anything I was in what looked like, the castles Dungeons. What th- "Let me out of here! LET ME OUT!" He screamed over and over, until he spun around and I thought that maybe he had seen me, but he did not. Instead, a old woman, with grey hair walked from behind me, and right threw me.

"Wh-who are you?" Ezio was scared. "You choose now to be afraid boy?" Ezio was terrified. "I am Francesca. You may call me Master." Ezio laughed at her. "Why should I? How are you going to help me? Your just an old woman stuck down here just  like I am."

The old woman looked at him in anger. "Boy, do not open your mouth until you know of what I am or who I am." Ezio just stared at her. "I am a witch boy, how do you think you got in here? I put you in here from outside a week ago. Now it is time you rise."

What the hell was this woman talking about? "I don't know what your talking about old woman. There is no way we are gett-" Suddenly the old woman had sat in a circle and began speaking words Ezio did not understand, halfway through the witches spell Ezio and the old woman was in a small cottage.

"Where are we?" The old woman told him to hush his mouth. "I am going to make you to where you can kill your father." Ezio looked at her as if she was crazy. The old woman went to a big black cauldron sitting in her kitchen. She started mixing things together, things I had never seen. There was a big puff of smoke that embraced Ezio. He was screaming so loud, I couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

By the time the Ezio stopped screaming,  the witch started speaking again. She said words over and over like she was sure her spell was working. When she finished, Ezio's body dropped to the floor. I screamed, but nobody could hear me. The witch stepped over to Ezio. "Your life will never be the same, human." She had an evil laugh to her.

I shot up in my bed. I looked over and switched my bedside lamp on. It was just a dream Isabelle. It was only a dream. I remember Ezio telling me if I ever had another one about him, to come tell him. Even if he was asleep. I looked towards where my clock was, it was 4 a.m. I sighed and leaned off the side of my bed.

I found my night shoes and slipped them on. They were extremely comfortable. I lightly walked towards the Kings bedroom, when I heard a familiar voice inside. It sounded as if they were having sexual intercourse with one another. I almost turned around when a hand clamped over my mouth and pulled me away from our bedrooms.

When I was inside a different bedroom I instantly turned around to see whom my late night snatcher was. To my surprise it was Eric. "What are you doing away from bed this late, Isabelle?" I looked around trying to figure out a lie to tell him. Finally I found one. "I got up to use the bathroom, Before I could make it I thought I seen someone go into the Kings bedroom."

I didn't want him to know I have been having dreams about his King. I thought I would go check on him, and I heard a woman's moan inside his chambers. That's when I was about to turn and go back to my bedroom, you grabbed me instead and drug me in here." I was pretty proud of myself to come up with that lie.

I was blushing, so I turned my head away. "Ah, yes. Alisha, she is his pet." I looked confused." Eric looked at me and laughed. "When Ezio needs private, intimate things, he will call upon her." I put my hand over my mouth. "I can't believe he would screw her." Eric seemed concern for me.

I was shocked when he held my hands and pulled me closer to him. "Eric, I can't." I was almost in tears. I was afraid of all vampires here. "You don't have to be afraid Isabelle, I would never hurt you." I looked into his eyes and I felt as if he was being truthful with me. I reached up and lightly pressed my hand on his cheek.

"I have to go back to bed Eric." Eric pouted at me. Yes, pouted! "Will you meet me after you finish?" I thought about it for a second, with Ezio crossing my mind. "Yes." He was excited. He pulled me into him, and kissed me for what felt like hours. "Goodnight Eric." I was blushing again. Ugh! "Goodnight, Isabelle." He leaned down and kissed my hand. He turned and walked to his bed as I turned around and snuck back into mine.