The Immortals

Chapter sixteen - To hunt an Immortal

"What the fuck happened in here?" Raphael blurts out as soon as we step into the Immortals home. Glass is still shattered all over the place and pieces of broken furniture lie on the floor like torn off limbs.

"We had some unexpected visitors." I point at the pile of corpses of our attackers, the one Lucius and Lysander had so much fun making. "Don't ask." I answer at Raphael's confused look. "It's probably a way to scare off future intruders, plus, it's not like we had much time to clean up." I shrug walking up the stairs to look for the vampires, still trying to ignore the pouding in my head.

"It reeks of death in here." He follows me, unable to stop looking at the dead bodies, as if they haunted him.

"Hello? Alex? Agatha?" I call out loud. My voice echoes across the long hallways but there is no answer.

"I don't think they're in." Raphael states, curiously taking in his surroundings. "I can't believe this is their house, I never pictured it like this. "

"One of many." I sigh. "Hey, don't touch that." I slap his hand as he tries to stroke a very ancient looking manuscript.

"Did you hear that?" He whispers massaging his hand.

I sharpen my senses and close my eyes, hoping to hear Alexandros, Agatha, or even Lucius and Lysander, but all I hear is a loud moaning and my head thumping.

"Sex?" I blurt out, asking the question to no one in particular.

"What's that face for? It's not like you never had sex before! I remember that one time we were in the forest and you..."

"Stop!" I cover his mouth with my hand, my face burns in embarrassment at the idea of this stranger seeing me naked. I shriek as he licks my hand and smirks. "I mean it, you have to stop this nonsense. I don't remember any of that happening, I don't know who you are and I most certainly don't want to know about some weird sexual episode I had with you, which, as far as I know, you could be making up!"

"You wish." He steps closer and his scar shines in the faint light of the hallway.

"Anyway" I turn around and follow the moaning sounds. "I have to find out what's going on. "

"Don't you think we should wait for them to finish?"

"Of course not! I have just been kidnapped and you gave me a concussion, I can barely walk and I feel like puking my guts out! I need to find Agatha, she can fix this."

"Find Agatha, fix concussion. Got it." He follows me silently down the hallway. "This is the room."

"Are you sure?" I ask him, feeling a bit perplexed.

"Positive. Why?"

"Because this is the room I stayed in while being healed by Agatha after being shot." I push the door open, half expecting Lucius and Lysander raping and draining some poor girl.

"Oopsy." Floriana laughs in her naked glory. She is surrounded by five of the most beautiful men I have ever seen, but not even that much beauty can distract me from the anger I feel rising inside me. This Immortal kidnapped me, wanted to play with me and then kill me.

"You may leave." I order the men. They look at me for a moment and are immediately bewitched by my elven charm, their eyes become shadowed and a stupid smile forms on their face.

"You have no right! How dare you order my slaves around?" Outraged, she tries to stop them, but miserably fails.

"You cannot compete with the charm the elves have on humans." I extract a small dagger from my belt and smirk. "Now you will suffer for your betrayal. "