Take.

Chapter 21

Elena.

I held my wand at the ready with the light guiding my way down this dark, dusty and cold corridor.

"Ella?" I whispered, hearing my voice echo briefly.

The corridors ignored my voice and barley carried it out.

"Ella..." I called once more, attempting to peer further into the dark. "...fuck..." 

Did we have the wrong Manor?

I growled and glanced back, just in case Nicole's corridor was a dead end and she started to follow me.

Nothing.

I sighed and continued walking.

I froze at the sound movement.

With a flick of my wand my light disappeared, just in case I'd been seen.

"Hello?" came a familiar voice.

My heart leaped into my throat as I moved silently and quickly forward.

"H-Hello?!" shouted the same voice, but more excitedly this time.

"Ella?" I questioned, looking around to see if I could see anything in the pitch black.

"Elena?" came Ella's voice.

"Holy fuck!" I gasped, flicking my wand once more for light and her face faded into the view. She had been beaten. "Jesus, what did they do to you?"

"Beating me for information." smirked Ella, as she nodded above her head and I realized she was tied to a hook with rope. "They didn't get much out of me though."

"You're too tough for that shit to work." I winked, flicking my wand at her rope and watching her tend to her wrists for a second then she began to untie her feet. "Have you saw or heard anyone in the last thirty minutes?"

"No." stated Ella, struggling with the knot. "Where's Nicole?"

"We split up because there were two corridors down the way and we thought it was the fastest way to find you..." I explained, watching her continue to struggle. When I offered my help she waved me off. "...the guys were suppose to find you...Nicole and I started upstairs."

"Yeah, they had me upstairs - then that random trapdoor came up..." sighed Ella giving her knot a good pull and her feet were free. "...that disgusting man had me tied up there for a day and then when I tried to escape, through the trapdoor, he thought this was better for me."

"Let me guess, Zambini?" I asked, looking around the room for a way out.

"Yeah, that Blasie's kid - his father." nodded Ella rising to her feet. "So, do you know your way out?"

"No." I frowned, looking back down the corridor to the pitch black darkness. "Amy does though, and she's pretending to have killed Nicole at the moment."

"Wait, what?" Ella gasped, taking my wrist. 

"Long story, we'll explain once we get you out of here." I smirked, snatching out of her grip. "How can you see anything down here, its pitch black." I spat, looking at my wand then flicking it a final time an a light appeared right in front of myself and Ella and began to drift forward.

Not back the way I came, but in a different direction.

"Let the light lead the way." smiled Ella, patting me on the back.

We started forward, at a slow pace.

"So, can I ask you something pretty personal?" I asked, as we followed my light.