the beggining

Chapter 29

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My eyes involuntarily flicked to Drake to check and see if he was okay, I suppose that Tyson saw the movement. He moved as if to see what I was looking at but stopped the motion well before he would have gotten a glance of anything that was happening.

I could see two other figures were headed towards Drake who, though he had landed more or less on his feet when dropped, was now lying on the ground shaking and convulsing due to his first shift. In a different situation, I might have wondered what he would be, but currently, I had bigger problems.

“Yes, it turns out the human scum isn’t quite human is he?” Tyson said with mock humor

I looked back at him not sure what to expect, ‘was this a trap?’ ‘Did they plan this?’ ‘Why are they going after Toby and not me?’ I’d always known that Tyson would come for me eventually; he always did once he knew of the next dragon shifter.

Ever since it was realised that the dragon shifters were too powerful to coexist with other species, all of the greater powers knew that we needed to be destroyed. So we were, all except one instinct was destroyed, mine. And that’s what Tyson wants, my instincts because he knows that if he can somehow force them into himself he will be basically all powerful. As a vampire he is already immortal, and he realised early that since he can’t go into the sunlight, he would need others to carry out his requests.

But it’s not his smarts that make him dangerous; it’s what he can do.

Just then he looked back at me with a look of false attraction. “You know, this is your fault. It didn’t need to be this hard, but no, you had to go and find a mate” he spat the last word as if it burned his tongue.

“But” he continued, “taking care of him should be easy enough, thank you for driving him to shift Sakina. In his current state killing him will be about as easy as tricking a human” he grinned revealing his pointed fangs

“Now if you would just be a dear and not move for 30 minutes while we escort your male away that would be lovely” his smile widened and his eyes darkened as I felt my body shut down.

“oh, and be sure to not use that pesky mental link. Okay sweetheart?”

Tyson stepped forward, gently putting his thumb and finger on my chin. The way I pictured Drake would someday. The thought was like a punch to the stomach.

And for a second I was grateful that I couldn’t control my body, because I was sure that I wouldn’t be able to fight the tears that would have formed because of the stupid gesture.

Then the second was over.

I could only stand and watch as Tyson walked over to the other shadows that had Drake restrained, one of them then took out a syringe and, after finding the correct vein, plunged the needle into Drakes arm. A few seconds passed, and then Drake went completely still. Tyson leaned over the now calm body and I could just barely hear him say “you will get up and follow us”.

Tyson and the shadow with the needle then stepped back so my deformed Drake could stand up. The other shadows encircled Drake and began to walk, guiding Drake.

As they walked past me I could see all of their faces. Tyson had a smirk and Drakes was completely blank and distant. I’m not sure what was in that syringe but it was powerful, almost nothing can stop a shift like that.

Yet as much as It pained me to watch Drake walk past, my eyes clung to a simple and familiar face. I could tell he was a vampire, but his features were too familiar and too different to comfort. As I looked at the face before me I was transported back into my vision.

I knew who was standing before me, but my thoughts wouldn’t accept it. Could this really by Drakes brother Toby?

I wanted to ask, or scream, or spit! Anything other than just stand there and watch them leave.

Soon after they left, bitter sweet irony decided to kick me while I was down by allowing only my eyes to work, which sucked because this meant I was crying, and unable to do anything about it. all the while saying a multitude of colorful words in my head before settling on two.

‘This sucks’.

It felt like forever until Artemis and Jake finally found me.

It was probably, only about 15 minutes.

My instincts relinquished full control of my body, hovering just in the background. I wanted desperately for them to let go so I could run after the disgusting pigs that took what was important to me. 

But no, they stayed present so Tysons words would wear off faster, but not all at once.

Before 15 of the 30 minutes were over I was able to send out a mental SOS. Jake and Artemis were already out when I told them where I was.

They carried me back to the house since I was only just regaining movement but by the time we got there I had regained mobility. With only 10 minutes left before the 30 minutes were up I was convinced that we could ambush them.

“Sakina! Think about this, were outnumbered, and Tyson knows that his words wear off early, he’s probably long gone by now!” he was holding my shoulders and trying to keep me from the door by putting himself in front of it.

“No! I can make it, I have time” I did, I could’ve made it. I was just getting ready to bolt through the door when a pressure on my arm and a familiar sound made me stop.

I turned to see a large reddish muzzle gently covering my bicep. When my eyes met the ones attached to the muzzle all the irrational thoughts left my mind.

The whimpering Jake pleaded with his eyes and I couldn’t help but comply.

Slowly I walked over to the nearest chair and collapsed letting my head fall into my hands.

“What do we do?” I asked, normally I would’ve been embarrassed by how defeated I sounded. But I just didn’t care. I felt like my life was a throat sore from screaming, and every decision I looked at was either a cup of salt water, or a scream waiting to come out.

When there was no response, I lifted my head, looking directly at Mr. Combat Genius Artemis.

“What. Do. We. Do.”

I was almost proud to hear all traces of desperation in my voice replaced with a hard serious tone.

Almost.

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