MOON RAGE (REVOLUTION)

ABDUCTION

sorry for the very very late update, have been really busy but I hope you enjoy this new chapter of MOON RAGE.

Maurinette's condition has grown worse each day, her ribs are clearly visible, her eyes, sucked into its sockets, her back, bent inwards, reshaping her spine, her wrists are lean with its bone practically sticking out, her cheek are sucked in, showing her rigid cheek bones. In summary, she seems like a zombie, a shell of her former self. He hardly moved, didn't even have the strength to stand, the doctor pumps blood directly into her blood stream because of her inability to feed. The intake of blood Didn't seem to change her current state. She is slowly loosing herself to the real world, dwelling more in her dream world where all her wishes are fulfilled. She Hardly speaks when she gains consciousness, she listens to everything they say about her condition and how drastic it is but this didn't bother her, she is tired of this life and it's troubles, she wants to live in a world where all her desires are fulfilled. The only voice she responds to is  the voice in her head. The cold-warm tiny voice which occasionally called her name. This has been going on for days but when she answered, the voice wouldn't speak again.
Darian visits her often, she would hear him arguing with the doctor and storming off, when he thought she was asleep, would sit by her watching her but she was quite aware of his presence. She would scold herself for not lashing out but didn't know the reason why she didn't lash out. If she is tired of everything or his company actually makes her forget her worries. But one thing is for sure, she won't forgive him for taking everything away from her, her normal activities, her innocence and now, her very own life. He is her destroyer and her savior. And this makes her hate him even more

Darian paces mechanically in the court room while Hanos does the exact opposite. He is sitted with his elbow on the chair's handle, cradling his head. They have the same problem but their method of thinking for a solution is different. Darian stops, after pacing for an hour or more. Sweat trickles down his face, soaking his cloth. Vampires never did sweat even when they fought but here he is, sweating profusely. The anxiety, killing him
"Is there nothing we can do for her" he roared like a wounded lion
"I am afraid not, we can only wait" he bows his head, Darian slams his fists into the table which splits into two. This has become something often for him.
"She cannot die, we need to do everything possible even if---even" he stammers, searching for the right words to use "----if we loose the child" he says in a whisper, Hanos barely heard him even with his super hearing abilities
Hanos shoots him a disapproving glare "then we would have wasted our time, her suffering would be for loss, even if she survives, would she bare loosing her child. Think with your brain" he demonstrate by pointing at his skull "rather than your heart"

Maurinette is in what seems like a small magical fairy tale castle, she is sitting majestically on a well adorned soft chair besides someone. Something is resting on her caramel hair which is neatly tied like a brides's hair. It is not heavy but has the weight which requires notification. It is a diamond crown, the crown is encrusted with jewels, mostly tiny shimmering diamonds, rubies. It looks magnificent. The person besides her rests his hand on hers, giving her a warm smile which she reciprocates. He mouths
"Are you ready"
She isn't quite sure of what she should be ready foe but his smile makes her nervousness disappear In a flash, he isn't Darian but instead the the person she dreamt of in the cabin near the woods. She has been having dream about him and the little boy, so she felt comfortable with him. A man who looks familiar to Darian's advisor, Hanos come up to them, he shot her an evil smile which made her stomach churn and immediately she feels a prick on her wrists which makes her yelp and remove her hand. She massages her wrists and looks up to the man, he has transformed to a small woman in matter of seconds and she feels herself slipping into the darkness, away from them.

She opens her eyes and gasps for air, her eyes swiftly roams around the room to familiarize herself with her surroundings before she notices a presence besides her. It is Lisa, she arches her eyebrow in confusion as she stares at the petite woman and if her memory serves her, she looks exactly like the woman she had seen in the dream. She looks down and notices a needle sticking from her wrist, where she felt the prick
"What are you doing" she says with her eyes half closed, she feels dizzy like the whole room is spinning. This didn't feel like the normal drifts she had, she didn't feel like sleeping but it attacked her left and right 'did she drug me?'
Her eyes widen and she looks up to Lisa who only seems like a blur now 'She drugged me' she screams in her mind. Her mins was quite awake but her body feels dead
'what do I do. Help!' she screams in her mind. as much as she tries to speak, she can't, words seem too hard to escape her lips. She slowly slips away.

Amira is sitting on joseph's thigh, he snakes his arm slowly round her miniature back to support her while she twists his brown hair round her tiny fingers
"you have girlish hair grand papa"
Joseph laughs heartily "you are really smart for a six year old, aren't you"
amira smiles broadly, her brown eyes shining. She is the definition of a beauty, anyone who is this beautiful would definitely be a goddess. Joseph couldn't be less
proud of her but every time he looks into her eyes, he sees her mother. He loathes her, she is the most irresponsible woman he has seen and he always made his intentions know to her. She left his son for another, he blames her for the hatred between his sons and he isn't far fetched from the truth. She broke ones heart and turned another into a ambitious wicked and heart hardened man. She is the cause of Rogan's destruction, he loves Rogan and his only wish is to see him the leader of the clan but Michelle destroyed him. Everyday he sees Amira, he wishes that she is Rogan's daughter
He feels pressure on his eye lid which snaps him out of his trance, he turns and sees Amira finger walking on his face, she smiles and continues. He forces a smile.

Darian kneels on a leg as he picks up a piece of cloth, he sniffs it. It has traces of blood which smelt repulsive, his eyes widens at the realization. 'is she really gone'. Nothing seems out of place but she has suddenly disappeared without a trace and what instills fear into him is the cloth stained with blood.
He stands with abruptly and runs into a wall with vampire force, he punches the wall mechanically, his hands bleed but he doesn't stop and the brick wall cracks, creating a massive hole at its centre. Everyone stares at him in fear, they are all afraid of what he would do to them. He stops, rips a piece of his cloth and cleans the blood on his knuckles.
"now please tell me how an almost lifeless girl slipped past your fingers" His blur eyes turn black and his lips format snarl, one thing is sure, none of them are leaving with their lives