Chapter 18
“You wouldn’t! She’ll never come!”
“Jaxon, you know her as well as I do. She’s too loyal to not come.”
“You are supposed to love her. Not take advantage of her.”
“I am not taking advantage of her. I love her. She will see that. I’ll make her see that.”
Castiel watched the exchange confused. Who were they talking about? It sounded like Avelyn. But why would Drax love Avelyn? Drax’s eyes fell on him and Cas backed up, feeling terrified. He had to get away! He turned to run but his legs got caught in the root of a tree. Pain shot down his leg and he twisted, trying to get away, but he remained stuck. Away from Drax who was bearing down on him. Jaxon shouted at him, tackling Drax.
“CASTIEL! Run! Warn Avelyn! And...De-”
Jax grunted and lost his grip as Drax elbowed him in the face. There was a crack and blood spurted out of Jaxon’s nose. Jax stumbled backwards, stunned. Drax moved quick, driving his fist into Jaxon’s abdomen. Jax clutched his stomach, bending over. He tried to get up but Drax sent him backwards with a flying kick to his chest. There was a sickening crack and Jax gasped, crumpled to the ground. He tried to get up but grimaced, falling back down and staying still. Raiden took Jaxon’s sword and slowly moved toward him. Cas finally freed himself and crawled toward his own sword.
“Why don’t I just send her a body? She’ll come after me then, now won’t she?”
“No...Ava’s...not like...that.”
“Ava might not be, but Demi most certainly is. I think...I think I’ll send them your head. How do you think they’d take that?”
Cas finally grabbed his sword. Drax lifted his sword and brought it down.
“No!!!!” Castiel gasped, he jerked up and flinched. His fell back onto the pillow, breathing heavily. The door burst open and the nurse...he forgot her name...burst in, the door slam against the wall. Cas winced, the noise pounding against his skull.
“What?! What is it?! Are you dead?”
Cas blinked and stared the woman. He took a deep breath. Why did it hurt to breathe and why was he so hot?
“Do I look dead?” he asked softly.
“Um...no. Well...sorta. Berbat görünüyorsun.”
“W-what?”
“You look awful.”
“Uh...thanks. What is your name?”
“Cassiopeia, at your service.”
She stepped closer to the bed and pulled back the sheet. Her eyes widened and she paled. She took a step back and groaned.
“You opened your stitches. Ugh! Why did you do that?”
Cas stared at her, disbelieving. He blinked and tried to focus, feeling really lightheaded.
“I-I’m sorry?”
Cassiopeia sighed.
“Don’t move. I’m going to get the doctor!”
She turned and went out the door slamming it behind her. Castiel rolled his eyes.
“Where would I go?”
He frowned. Where was Demina? Or Avelyn...? Where...had...they...gone? Castiel’s eyes slid close once again and he sunk back into darkness and dreams.
