The Runaway

Chapter 11

Annie's POV

Everything hurts. I need help to do ordinary things, like standing...like walking. I turn over and almost scream at the flare of pain. In my arms, in my legs, in my side, everywhere.

The smell of blood is strong in my cell, I try to smell pass that. The only smell pass this blood is death, that's even worse.

Just push through Annie, someone will get you out of here. I'm sure of it. My panther, my Whitney, is urging me on, I think this over, and yet all I want to do is lay here and make it stop. MAKE THE PAIN STOP!!!

Whitney I told you it wouldn't help. I'm thirsty, Whitney, Annie. This won't end well for us if I'm thirsty. My vampire, my Korra, I never got to know them that well. I love you guys but I think I will sleep now. Annie! You can't go to sleep right now. But Korra, I'm tired.

Whitney responds, We know, Annie, we know. We are tired too, but if you rest now who will know when help appears.

I'll only rest my eyes for a few minutes...

Annie! That's not Korra. That's not Whitney.  It's that third voice...

Annie! You must stay awake! Now isn't the time for rest! We need your help Annie!!

I'm sorry I can't help you.

I am Jocelyn, I am your inner witch. The witches are hurting, getting killed by the kingdom...we need your help Annie.

Jocelyn...thats a nice name. I'll help you after I sleep.

NOOOOOO!!

The voice dies down as my eyes close and my vision shift to darkness. I can feel my body relaxing, healing. It's not something I have done.

Aldrin's POV

I rake my fingers through my hair and hiss in frustration. What have I done? What has my brother forced me to do? How did I let him convince me it was the right thing?

The wail of an infant fills the house, my eyes flash red and I growl out, "Shut up you mutt pup!!"

An angry shrill response comes from the mother, holding the infant close, "Don't tell my son to shut up! You took us!"

I throw my head back and laugh, my eyes red with my new found craziness. After they took HER I lost myself. I saunter into the room, where the woman and infant are locked in. No windows, most houses for vampires lack windows. I glare at the woman before speaking quietly, "Who is your husband? You have that scent all over you. "

Her eyes widen. In love? Fear? Betrayal? Her voice shakes, "What scent? What does Zeke have to do with this?"

My eyes glow red as Asriel bursts out, "Where the hell is she? Where is my mate?"

Asriel takes control and pins the lady to the wall by her throat. He snatches the infant, backing off from the girl. Wailing infant in hand, smirking, "Lets hope 'Zeke' brings me my mate."

Walking out of the room, Rose locks the door and gazes disapprovingly at her brother, "Al, what the heck are you gonna do with the kid?"

Glancing at her with glowing eyes, he smiles, "It's Az actually, Sis. "

Rose grins back, "Doesn't explain the kid, Az."

"Oh Rosie, I thought you were smart. They took something I love, I take something they love. Zeke was one of the wolves that took her. He will lose his mate and kid if he doesn't bring her back to me. And let's not mention all the other kids and women. "

Dangling the infant by an ankle, Asriel laughs and drops him into a small cage meant for dogs,  "Stupid Mutt" he mutters walking to the cells of women and kids from the pack that took his girl.

The younger kids wail like bansheesfor their mothers and fathers,  the older kids huddle in the corners trying to get the younger ones to calm down. Asriel gaze flicks over the kids before landing on the tall, lean, blond boy. Matthew Grayburn. Fifteen years old, one of the oldest. The other oldest kid would have been Isabella Scott. Fifteen years old. Black eyes and even blacker hair, tan skin.

Matthew POV

I knew Izzy was scared, she wouldn't admit it to me. But her younger brothers and sisters swarmed her. I couldn't get to her so I stayed near the bars, i wanted to kill the vampire that locked us up down here. He wasn't nice to any of us. Then I smelt it. His scent. Then came the booming voice, "Okay kids. I need to talk to a few of you about a man." He paused to look at the older kids and then decided and pointed at three kids. The three oldest.

Roy Acher. Isabella Scott. And me. Matthew GrayBurn.

I took a deep breath and looked at the vampire, with hate in my eyes and heart into his glowing rage filled eyes. "Which man?"

He grinned and then turned, "The three of you follow me."

The younger vampire that I keep forgetting is even there yanks me out of the cell. Izzy leaps to help me, the vampire kid knocks her out. I growl and almost leap at the kid before picking Izzy up and carrying her. Not waiting to see what the kid does to Roy.

We make it to a room with 3 chairs. I set Izzy in one chair and take the remaining chair after Roy sits in the one closest to the door.

The vampire man looks at each of us, "I'm Asriel, I'm the vampire of this human and the mate of a girl that was taken from me."

Roy and I look at each other before looking back to Asriel. I speak up first, being the oldest means I have to take care of the younger ones, "Let them go and I'll tell you whatever you want to know."

Asriel laughs and a vampire with spiky auburn hair steps out of the shadows and pins Roy to the chair. The boy yelps. I can't do anything, they will kill him, Matt. It's okay Mike.

The vamp draws a bar out of his pocket and sets the tip against the boy's neck.  The boy squirms and thrashes before screaming out in agony. His voice rushed, "Zeke? He tortures girls! But not his mate...she Doesn't know. "

Asriel smiles at the boy, Roy. Stepping closer he whispers something to the boy, Roy cries and screams. Matthew remains seated, scared. He can't protect any of the younger werewolf kids.

Izzy slowly wakes up, when she comes to she is looking into Anthony's eyes. Anthony, her 5 year old brother. I can't watch, he thinks to himself.

The man, the vampire does the unthinkable...

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