The King, The Enemy, and the Wars[Sequel to The Slayer]

Chapter 45

I knee'd him in the stomach and escaped from his grasp. Diane was shocked and angry that someone else got to me first.

"Who are you? Stay away from her, she is mine," Diane almost growled.

"No, she's mine, I've been tracking her for months, so finders keepers," Hypno spat back as he stepped in front of me like I was his territory.

"Step aside, I don't need to kill you, it's her I need to kill," Diane said maniacally.

"Over my dead body, oh wait I'm already dead, but you aren't so I think you better realize who is more powerful here," Hypno snickered.

"Hypno she is a werewolf…" I whispered

"You think I'm blind? I know what she is, and she is no match for me," Hypno retorted.

                Diane lunged and Hypno punched her and then he pounced on her and they started biting and thrashing at each other. I stepped back and bumped into someone, and I turned to see Bruce.

"Thank god you’re here," I said hugging him.

"You need to get Hypno away from her," Bruce demanded.

                I watched how they both fought and jumped on Hypno and he screamed in frustration and tried to knock me off but I held on. He then jumped away from Diane and started to attack me. I evaded every swipe and ducked from his kicks.

"Stop fighting me!" I hissed.

"You wouldn’t let me kill her!" Hypno screeched.

                I then punched him in the face and turned him around so he would see Bruce who was over Diane.

"Bruce, you're here," Diane said reaching for him.

"Stay calm, everything will be alright," Bruce said as he helped her up.

"Oh Bruce, I knew you would choose me over her," Diane said as she hugged him.

"Yes, I realized my stupidity," Bruce said as he nodded towards us motioning for us to hold her.

                Hypno raced up and held her down and started to talk to her and his powers were working.

"We need to knock her out," Bruce said which broke the hypnosis and Diane started fighting to get free.

                She bit Hypno's arm and he howled from the pain and let her go. Diane was now looking at me and her eyes began to start to go red. I then charged her and whacked her with my drum stick as hard as I could and she stumbled backwards and Hypno had a small tree branch and knocked her out cold.

"Now that I helped you, you owe me Violet…remember that," Hypno said and disappeared.

"So what now?" I asked Bruce.

"Now I get her back to the lab before she awakes so I can chain her and test her blood so see when I can cure her," Bruce said as he threw Diane over his shoulder.

"You can't just walk out with a woman thrown over your shoulder at a school, it looks suspicious," I pointed out and Hypno reappeared.

"I can take her to the train station and you pick her up," Hypno offered.

                Bruce stared at Hypno and gave Diane over, and Hypno saluted before he left. Bruce and I walked back to the school area and we parted ways. When I walked in I put my drum sticks in my locker and heard someone calling my name and when I looked up it was Trace.

"Hey what's up?" I asked.

"You look terrible, have you seen your hair and your clothes are ripped…what happened?" Trace whispered as I grabbed a brush from my bag and brushed my hair.

"Diane and Hypno happened…but it's all good, Bruce has her and he is going to cure her," I whispered.

"Seriously? Well, that is a relief!" Trace said.

                That's when I realized Luke was at the end of the senior hall which meant he heard everything.

"Yeah someone is listening in, we will talk details later," I said before getting up.

                Trace walked by my side all the way past Luke then we parted ways, I went to the girls bathroom to see if I really did look that bad, and it wasn't as bad as Trace made it out to be. The pants had two rips in them and the tank top had a more obvious rip and my stomach was a bit cut but not bad enough for blood to be spilling out, but the cut was raw… I wet a towel and cleaned it and zipped my jacket up.

                During science my phone rang and it was from Bruce and on instinct I answered the phone in the middle of class and the teacher looked appalled at me.

"This is the police, Bruce was in a car accident, and you were his only contact besides his home where no one answered."

"Is he alright?" I asked getting up.

"He is on his way to the hospital, the accident was pretty serious," the police stated before they gave me the address to the hospital.

"Violet are you done?" The teacher asked with a tone.

                I felt dizzy and almost fell backwards but Josh caught me. I thanked him and ran out of class trying to keep steady as tears formed in my eyes. My imagination ran wild thinking Bruce was going to die. Someone called my name as I reached the stairs I looked back and Trace was tailing me, so I continued to run up the stairs and I didn’t stop until we were down the senior hall and walking out to the parking lot.

"What's going on?" Trace said huffing from sprinting.

"Bruce…hospital…" I mumbled as I reached my car, but Trace took my keys and got in the driver's seat knowing I wasn’t going to be able to drive safely.

                Trace sped the whole way to the address I gave him while I tried to stay calm, but my imagination kept coming up with situations where it ended with Bruce dying. When we got to the hospital I didn’t wait for Trace to stop the car I just opened the door and jumped out rolling on the pavement and getting up and running in the hospital asking for Bruce.

"You can't see him right now, the doctors are working on him right now," the nurse said.

"Is he alright? Please say he will be," I said trying to hold back tears.

"The doctors are working on him, please come with me," the nurse said as Trace came over to me.

                The nurse led us to the hospital cafeteria and sat us down and brought us drinks and said that someone would come when they had news. I called Bruce's house and Charles answered.

"Bruce…he is at the hospital, where were you?" I said frantically.

"Jackson and I just got home, what happened?" Charles said with worry.

"Car accident…" and I gave them the address and hung up.

                Trace put his arm around me and assured me everything would be alright. But I wasn’t so sure. I always worried when people I loved got hurt, I had a fear of losing them, it must come from losing my parents at such a young age that I fear losing the ones I love.  Charles and Jackson came in twenty minutes later and I explained all I knew. After an hour of waiting a nurse came to us and I was prepared for the worst.