Primal Inheritance: Freedom [COMPLETED]

Chapter 45: Necklace

Samantha

"This is taking way too long, what are we waiting for?" I was starting to get uncomfortable standing around these strangers, doing nothing. 

"Patience... Patience. Sending that other werewolf back up with the blade sped things along. This will all be over soon." said Harry.

"Actually," said Edriss, "There isn't much of a point in waiting longer. Most of the vampires we came after have been eliminated. There are only a few still lingering around, and there are in know condition to oppose us. Straight to the top floor, we get the key to the sky and we'll be gone before those dogs realized what's happening."

Harry looked up at the burning building, watching it tremble.

"It still isn't safe."

"It says alot about us when we're too afraid to go in and take something after the battle is over," said Edriss.

Harry turned to him, and they stared at each other like they were ready to kill.

An ambulance pulled close to us, breaking the silence.

"Fine then," said Harry, breaking the silence. "We'll get it now."

Even the way he snapped his fingers was angry. It felt like we had begun to float on air even though I could see my feet touching the pavement, then a wall of transparent pink circled us and with jarring motion, we were in a room covered with blood and broken glass The smoke was too dense to see anything above the floor.

"Jesus..." said Edriss. "I wish we had front row seats to this shit."

Everyone slowly broke from our protection circle, eager to get a look at the chaos. Harry muttered an enchantment and quickly began to dissipate. The room we were in was very open, a door on both sides and beautiful windows that touched the marble floor. Some of the lights had gone out and some had actually fallen out of the ceiling, creating a dark and spooky look in the room.

"They're all gone." said one of the few I never cared for." She was female and had on a mostly brown getup, but she seemed happier than the rest of the whole group.

"I don't think anything was left alive." She spoke again, observing the savagery up close.

"You mages think you know everything" said a mysterious figure by the door.

The man looked like garbage. He looked like he had been in ten car accidents since he came in, scars and blood and charred flesh blackened his body. His left arm ended in an uneven burned stump, but it still looked as if it recently happened. He was breathing heavily, and his eyes looked bloodshot. Even for a vampire he looked as good as dead.

"Interesting..." said Harry. "So bold when your whole race is about to eradicated by your own disease."

He bared his fangs and hissed softly.

"How dare you?" he growled, enraged.
He took two steps forward and a line of fire appeared at Harry's feet, slowly making it's way towards the vampire. It split and went in three directions, left, right, and towards the vampire. The vampire stepped back to the door, avoiding the flames.

"Look at yourself. Immortal or not, you can't take much more damage, can you? I see no allies, it's safe to assume they're dead. But I also don't see any enemies... meaning you and your crew took care of the other vampires, am I correct?"