Frankenstein's Story (Noblesse)

Chapter 11

Mendez stood still, his knife was drawn and he was ready to lash out. Frankenstein stood up, with a sudden flip he was behind the sofa, both men stared at one another in contempt.
As Mendez was ready to draw his first move he found his hand immediately hidden behind his back upon hearing a door knock.

Eliza came into the room, taking a few steps forward she inhaled.

"We've waltzed twice" she said looking at Frankenstein.

"Eliza, my dear, what a wonderful timing, come here" said Mendez, opening his arms towards the young woman.

Eliza traced back her steps, she hesitantly stood completely still, her blood was urging her to move forward, to walk right  into his embrace. She started panting, with every breath she took she found  breathing to be difficult, almost impossible. Her heart was pouding. Her sight grew heavy. She found herself at her knees.

"Eliza!" Frankenstein did not move, she did hear his voice as he called out to her, but how many times did he pronounce her name out loud? How many times did she clearly hear him out? Was he really calling her? She shivered, felt trapped, she remembered her bindings, her urges, her regression.
Were they now fighting? She could make out shadows moving within the dimly lighted room, Frankenstein wasn't fighting alone, she heard insults, she heard groans, her eyelids started trembling.

Frankenstein was wounded, but he had Mendez at his feet, all his men dead.

"Exactly were you belong" said Frankenstein panting.

Eliza was now shaking beyond her own control, Mendez was also panting, looking discontent. She had fainted and regained consciousness, fainted again then woke up, she started to choke as she slowly got up to walk towards Mendez. She heard his voice, she heard him call out for her, she was compelled to obey, she had to obey. Every cell within her forced her to move. Throwing herself forward as Frankenstein was about to impale Mendez, she stood in the middle. Her eyes gleamed with hope, she looked at Frankenstein, tracing his jaw back to his eyes, she inhaled realising she was back to herself, she was able to process what had happened.

Frankenstein's eyes widened. She smiled. She placed her shaking hands upon his where the knife entered her, her lips trembled, she bled rapidly, her complexion grew whiter, as she tried to speak crimson blood escaped her mouth.

"I l.." she tried with all her resolve to speak but her consciousness was already slipping away, she did not feel any pain.

"ELIZA!" Frankenstein's voice echoed within the room, he pressed his hands upon her wound gushing out with blood. He realised too late what Mendez tried to do. He did manage not to impale her at any of her vitals as he could  not withdraw from his assault, but she was rapidly emptying all her blood. Her white dress was now all lined in a scarlet red. She fell forward. Revealing another knife stabbed deep within her back. Mendez was already limping towards the window.

Mendez groaned, he was pressed to hurry for another reason than his fear of remaining alive, his eyes grew wider, he started to limp forward faster. He buried his nails deep within the wooden floor to pace forward, he dragged his body, leaving trails of his  blood behind, he dragged his broken legs that refused to obey him. Tears started rolling down his eyes.

"T-T-they're here" he wailed.