Shadows Of The Dead

Chapter 17

Ahana sat under the full moon outside on Craven's porch as she deeply inhaled the fresh air. 

She felt relieved after slaughtering Arley Swan. What Arley had done no one should be left alive.

Cain's hideout was still undiscovered. Yet Ahana had murdered her last key to his place. But some part of Ahana's heart spoke soft into her ears that Cain still ought to be in the mansion.

It had been almost unprepared of them to arrive on Cain mansion. With Talha's suggestion, Ahana pulled back her anger and let out one more day at rest.

Cain can not escape from Ahana. 

Ahana was staring on to the full moon until someone interrupted.

"The moon won't wave or smile at you" he said.

Ahana evinced her green eyes to him as he sat beside her on the chair.

"Are you sure you're not a psychopath?" Craven joked as he stared at the moon.

"No I'm not" Ahana grumbled. "I'm really gonna miss you, Craven"

"Are you going to New York or something?"

"I will be going home by tomorrow once we greet into the Cain mansion. I hope Cain is there" Ahana extruded her sword from her back and placed it on the floor next to her feet.

"You haven't seen many things out here" Craven said as he grabbed her wrist. "Come on.. let me take you to my club. Its the best stripping club"

As Craven pulled Ahana out of her seat, she stumbled over his chest. Fascinated, Craven held her back with his smirk.

"You okay?" He asked.

Ahana nodded.

" Do you know about alcohol?" Craven continued with her hands in his as he led her to Ryan's car. "Its the best drink that make people act like a psychopath... Just like you"

Ahana stopped and looked at him. Craven indirectly snatched at the back of his neck in a shyly way.

"Hey!" Ryan called out.

Ryan walked down the porch steps with Nick and Talha following from behind.

"Are you going somewhere?" Nick asked puzzled.

"No.. we're just hanging upside down" Craven sarcastically spoke.  "Of course. We're going somewhere "

"Where?" Ryan asked.

"Probably to the club right?" Talha responded. "Can we come?"

"Oh yes.. It will be fun" Ahana cheered up as she glanced over to Craven's grimaced eyes.

Nevermind, Craven can have his time with her when God creates a second dimension for private time Only.

"Who are you with?" The club bouncer asked.

He had broad shoulders, looking stern as he approached at the modern people.

"They're all with me, Ted" Craven jumped infront from the back. With his ID card, the man nodded and let them in.

Glorious club decorating it was. Ahana's eyes flattered all over the beauty. 

"Isn't it gorgeous?" Ahana asked Ryan.

"Of course" Craven smirked before Ryan.

Nick moved over to the dance floor with Talha in his grasp. He held her only when Ryan would not be around, quite safe.

"Why are you even dancing with me?"

In the middle of the dance moves, Nick spoke, "Enjoy the moment.. and besides I'm the first person who's this polite to you.."

Talha smiled and they came in closer contact toward a embrace.

"Give me a break" Ryan retorted as he sat down the stool next to the bartender.

Ahana sat beside him with a glass of vodka. First time for everything, she drank in one gulp.

Craven's jaw dropped open as he handed her another shot.

"Can you give me some?" Ryan asked.

Craven wiped the counter and moved to another customer.

"Nothing is for free here" Craven indirectly spoke to the customer.

"Ryan" Ahana called as she took his hands in hers. "Do you know that you-"

Craven jumped in with the glass of vodka and untangled Ryan's and Ahana's grasp.

"Your order sir"

"Craven.. can I have a moment with Ryan? Ahana kindly asked and Craven moved on after giving Ryan a sharp glare.

"You and Talha are the only two heir of the Cain..." Ahana said.  "Do you have any relations with the Emerson's family?"

Ahana had not found her family's heir. And yet Cain had. The generations go on.

"I've never heard of the Emerson family but my grandma once told me a tale" Ryan spoke. "The Cain and Emerson had many fights but to end it all. They were United.."

Ahana dropped Ryan's hands and gulped in another vodka shot.

Getting drunk already, she uneasily continued on drinking. 

The female strippers walked by the counter, receiving Craven and Ryan's sexy eye stare.

As Ahana paced herself to the lady's restroom with Craven's guidelines, she stopped outside gents toilet. 

Waiting for the man to open, she unsteadily waited.

Her conscious was slowly fading away because of the alcohol.

She impatiently waited until someone grabbed her hair from the back and dragged her in the other empty toilet.

As she gave her full power to resist the grasp, the man's eyes lingered into hers.

He looked like an angel, beautiful fair skin, purse pink lips and pure black eyes. It was as if he was made for Ahana.

As Ahana tried to scream, the man drenched his palm on her mouth and put her mute. Then he withdrew her from thrashing.

"Ahana? You there?" Craven's scared voice sounded off when he checked over each male toilet.

"Shush" the man touched her lips and blinked.

With another blink of an eye, they disappeared into thin air.

What was left behind was Craven's jaw dropped open.