Holding on (Vampire Diaries~Enzo)

Chapter 6: The Great Escape

~ The Great Escape ~

18 April 1950 ~ Enzo

 

Ruby and I have an understanding.

We didn’t need words to know what the other person thought; Damon will be our new ally.

I had forgotten one thing. It had been many years since I last shared blood with another vampire and I hadn’t realized what it meant for the two of us. Not only is blood sharing intimate, it is also a way to form a bond. It is easier to know what the other person thinks and if you want to it is possible to contact each other when you need them. I have no idea how it actually works – no one really does – but it is a weird experience. Weird but good.

Okay, I better just say it. It is kind of amazing.

Though I’m not sure if this bonding was smart. The faster we face reality the better. We can’t ignore the fact that when this is all over, we may never see each other again. Augustine isn’t a part of our existence we want to remember. I like Ruby and I’ll probably like Damon too when I get to know him, but staying friends with them after we find a way out of here will only be a painful reminder of our pain as an Augustine vampire.

Maybe I don’t have to worry about it. I’ve heard that when you stop sharing blood, the bond fades a bit and soon we won’t be able to feel each other when we are a million miles away from each other.

I feel a stab in my chest for some reason and I don’t know whether it is because of the fact it will be unlikely we will ever meet again or the fact that I will never feel the sensation of sharing blood with Ruby again.

I quickly push it away, knowing Ruby can still feel my emotions, now even better than before.

Now we are discussing our Great Escape, Ruby, Damon and me. Ruby and I had spent an entire day filling Damon in about Augustine and then told him we where planning something and that he could be part of it.

Damon, of course, was entirely in and it seemed that he was excited to hurt the people doing this to him even though he hasn’t even been tortured yet.

I have to admit that we don’t have much. We have decided one thing though; we would make our move on New Year’s Eve. Both Ruby and Damon had argued about my idea.

‘New Year’s Eve?!’ Ruby had shouted, her eyes big in disbelieve. It is hardly May yet, so January is quiet far away.

‘You’re mental.’ Damon had said and glanced at Ruby who seemed to be on the same line as he was. I sighted because I had known how they would react. So I had explained and halfway though my story, Ruby had stopped looking at me like I had grown two heads and Damon had an evil light playing in his blue eyes.

Here’s the thing; the Augustine Society have an annual New Year’s Eve party where Dr. Whitmore can show off his findings. Meaning; he can show off his vampires. For the last ten years, he takes all his vampires to his mayor estate – almost every year there were others – and lock us up in yet another cell, but this one would be situated in the middle of is living room. It can hardly be called a living room, it is closer to a ball room. As always, the bars would be covered in Vervain, to make sure we wouldn’t disturb any of his guests of the Augustine Society who all spend their time torturing people like me.

Every year either I was too weak, or my fellow cell mate would be even weaker. I have never succeeded in even breaking out, but I am confident the three of us can do it.

The clue is that Whitmore will open the cell once and pick one vampire. He will take some of his or her blood and make a wound on himself or on someone else in the room. Then he will use our blood to heal them.