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"Il est, il est trop mauvais qu'il est gay. Il est très mignon. Quoi qu'il en soit vous devrez probablement prendre un peu de repos. J'ai une chambre d'amis, ma nièce l'habitude de dormir là-dedans. (He is, it's too bad that he is gay. He is very cute. Anyway you should probably get some rest. I have a spare bedroom, my niece used to sleep in there.)" Roslin said as she walked close to Melody, and extended her hand. "Je vais vous montrer où est ma chambre si vous avez besoin pendant la nuit. (I'll show you where my room is if you need anything during the night.)" She said with a smile.
Holden's eyes quickly opened, he gently got off of the bed and grabbed a robe. He put it on and grabbed the bottle of wine and went out and sat in a chair on the balcony. He took a drink and started sobbing quietly. |
Melody took her hand and stood, following her as she led her around. "Je suis tellement désolée ... Je ne veux pas être une telle peine.(I'm so sorry...I don't mean to be such a bother.)"
Solomon watched as Holden went outside with a frown. He had never fallen asleep, but he could sense that Holden wanted to be alone..but..he could also tell Holden wanted him there. He decided to remain. |
"Oh, chéri, tu n'es pas une gêne. C'est bien d'avoir un invité, il a été isolé depuis ma sœur et la nièce éloignée. (Oh honey, you're not a bother. It's nice having a guest, it has been lonely since my sister and niece moved away.)" Roslin said as she led the girl up the stairs. "Ok, voici ma chambre. (Ok, here is my room.)" She said pointing into the room. She led the girl a little bit down the hall, "Et voici où vous pouvez dormir. (And here is where you can sleep.)" Roslin said opening the door.
"Alicia what am I going to do?" Holden asked taking a swig of wine. "What is it Holden?" Alicia asked slightly groggy. "I had another one of those dreams." He said. "What happened this time?" She asked. "You and Jason are killed." He said as tears fell from his eyes again. "Holden, its ok. Nothing will happen to us. Have you talked to Solomon about this?" Alicia asked. "I know something will, and no I haven't." Holden said. |
Melody nodded, going into the room and crawling into the bed. She felt very awkward in here...she was used to sleeping on a ratty blanket on the floor. She curled up on top of the covers, holding her knees close to her chest as she tried to hold back tears. She kind of wished that Holden had left her alone. At least, she didn't have to worry about Big Boss hunting her down.
Solomon frowned sensing Holden's distress, "Holden? What's wrong?" He stood, going over to Holden and sitting in the other chair. Worry was clearly plastered over his face. |
"Voulez-vous me faire lire une histoire? (Do you want me to read you a story?)" Roslin said walking into the room. "J'ai beaucoup de livres que je peux lire. (I have a lot of books that I can read.)" She said with a smile.
Holden looked at Solomon, "I... I have been having these dreams lately. Where I see something and all of them have been coming true." He said trying not to cry again. "The one I had the other day showed that Amanda dies. This one I just had showed Alicia and Jason dead." He said squeezing the wine bottle hard but not shattering it. "I don't know how to make them stop, or how to make sure that they don't come true." Holden said with a pained look on his face. |
She shook her head, rolling so her back was to Roslin. She tried to make herself smaller, she just wanted to be left alone.
Solomon frowned, he didn't know what to say or do. He knew that Holden's dreams were of possible future events, but even if he were to tell him that the future is not in stone, he still would not feel any better. With a sigh, he ran his hand through his hair, "Holden...that's just one possibility...there's no guarantee that those events will happen." |
Roslin nodded and quietly closed the door. She went to her room and laid down on her bed.
"The past ones I have had, came true, the exact way I saw them in my dreams." Holden said ready to break down again. "Amanda, Jason, and Alicia they died because of me Solomon." He said jabbing himself in the chest. "Why is this happening to me Solomon? What did I do to deserve my family getting murdered?" Holden asked looking at Solomon and crying. |
Solomon frowned, pinching the bridge of his nose, "Another reason I did not want to turn you Holden. Only bad things come from being a vampire." He stood going over to the railing and leaning on it with a heavy sigh, "I should have never done it..."
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Holden closed his eyes to settle down. "I'm sorry Solomon." He said calmly as he opened his eyes. "I don't need to burden you with my problems." He said with a sigh. He stood up and hugged Solomon, "Let's go and take a shower, and then go out and see the sites." He said snuggling into Solomon's chest. "I..." He started to say but was cut off by a tremendous pain in his head. Holden let go of Solomon and fell to his knee's clutching his head.
"You are a stupid little vampire. You can not run away from me." A dark, and sinister voice boomed in Holden's head. "You along with your entire family will die. I will enjoy beating you within an inch of your life, and then I will take it." The voice said with a maniacal laugh. "Your kind may have thought us to be extinct, but I promise you we the Vampire Slayers are alive and well. I hope you enjoy your little vacation." The voice said as he made all but a few of Holden's blood vessels in his brain explode. Holden collapsed to the floor, unconscious and very close to death. |
Solomon sighed, catching Holden as he fell. He gently laid him on the bed, straddling him as he placed his hands on Holden's head, repairing the damage for him. Once the blood vessels were repaired, Holden's healing would have to take care of the rest. Solomon still had not properly fed since, or before for that matter, the battle with Ya'lize. He frowned, brushing some hair from Holden's eyes as he touched his forehead to Holden's, I will have to contact Seth and Serus when we return home.
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"I'm sorry, sorry..." Holden said in a whisper. He was still unconscious, but he knew Solomon was there.
Alicia jumped awake, "Hayden, something is wrong with Holden. I want to go and check on him but I don't want to get Solomon mad." She said hugging herself. |
Hayden was by Alicia's side in an instant, "Just let Solomon handle it, okay?" She crawled up on Alicia's bed, curling up next to her, facing her, "Solomon knows what he's doing..." She smiled a bit, brushing some hair from Alicia's face. "I'm still a bit worried that Holden has Clairvoyance...he needs to learn to control it and so we need to find someone who has it to help him."
Solomon frowned, getting off the bed and heading back outside. His mind and eyes scanned the city before them. He knew it was this supposed Slayer that was bothering Holden now. He couldn't find anyone within the city, or even a few miles out, who even had a hint of Slayer in them. I don't understand this... Throughout the night, Melody didn't get much sleep. She was often shocked awake by the vivid nightmares and night terrors; like always. She curled up as tight as she could, crying softly to herself so as not to wake Roslin up. After a moment, she got out of the bed, quickly and quietly changing into the red dress the woman had picked out for her. After making sure everything was perfect and in place, she quietly snuck out of the house, not making a sound. She hurried down the streets, often jumping behind something every time she heard footsteps. No one should really be out now..it was probably about 3am or so. Her blue eyes scanned the streets and lots, looking for that tell-tale Cooper that the two were using. She knew that if Big Boss was after her, she'd be safe in their company, even if she kept herself hidden. He would sense how strong the two are and leave them be. Right? She prayed that would be the case. After about an hour or so of searching she sighed, just about ready to give up when...There! Right there! She saw the Cooper in the first stall of the Hotel's lot. She double checked to make sure no one was around before darting out from behind her trash can and bolting for the hotel doors. Once inside, she would be safe... Suddenly, a large gloved hand grabbed her by the hair. She yelled out as she was pulled back, landing on her butt in the middle of the street. The man who held onto her barely looked over 16, but he was definitely older than that. Melody tried to scream but found that fear left her vocal chords useless. It was him. It was..the Big Boss. She tugged at her hair, trying to get him to let her go. Instead, he only pulled harder, dragging her to the other side of the street to his car, "Venez sur Melody...J'ai cherché partout pour vous.(Come on Melody..I've been looking all over for you.)" Finally, she screamed, kicking and throwing her hands at him, "Non! Je ne veux pas! Quelqu'un s'il vous plaît aider! Holden!?(No! I don't want to! Someone please help! Holden!?)" She couldn't help but heave out a few sobs as he tried to get her in the car. She fought him to the best of her ability, but he was a vampire, she had no hope. |
Holden broke out of his unconsciousness and heard Melody yell his name. He tried to move but he couldn't. "God damn it." He thought to himself. He knew Solomon wouldn't do anything, he didn't want to be involved. "Seth... Please help this girl... She is outside the hotel... I can't..." Holden said as he faded back into unconsciousness.
Seth sighed as he stood up from the couch. "Be right back Serus." He said as he disappeared. He landed a few feet in front of the man. "Great France." He thought with a sigh. "Er .. Vous, laissez la femme aller voler. (Er.. You, let the woman go fly.)" He said with a snarl. He hated speaking French. He concentrated to pull out his French. "Je devine que vous ne parlez pas anglais. (I'm guessing you don't speak English.)" He said mildly annoyed. "S'il vous plaît ne m'oblige pas à te tuer. (Please don't make me kill you.)" He said with a sigh. Seth looked at the girl, "Je suis ici pour vous aider Melody, Holden m'a appelé. (I'm here to help you Melody, Holden called for me.)" Seth said as he quickly moved in front of the man. "I know Hayden, I just don't like the images he is getting. My death was gruesome, so was Jason's." Alicia said with a sigh. |
Hayden frowned, "Everything will be okay~"
The blonde haired man threw Melody into the car, jumping back a bit as he heard a voice. He knew that voice. Suddenly he burst out laughing, "Let her go fly?! You really don't speak French well Seth." He whipped a tear from his eye as he pulled a knife from his back, "What could the Council possibly want with this girl? She's my property Seth, don't you go stealing now. That does not look good." Of course he spoke English. What an insult. Melody let out a shrill scream as she was thrown into the car. This car, like American cop cars was designed so the back doors could only be opened from the outside. She pounded her fists on the windows, screaming at the man to let her go. She jumped a bit, hearing a voice in her head. Holden sent him? But why couldn't Holden do it himself? Was she just another burden to him as well? She frowned, her hands sliding off the window and to her lap as she looked down. Solomon pinched the bridge of his nose, "I know I'm going to regret this...I just know it!" He stormed back into the room, forcing Holden to the bed with his telekinesis, "Not that you can, but don't move. I mean it Holden." He then teleported outside on the other side of the car, quietly opening the door while the man was distracted with Seth. He placed his hand over Melody's mouth and dragged her from the car, "Bite ma main et je vais vous mordre le cou.(Bite my hand and I'll bite your neck.)" |
"That is why I have someone speak for me when I talk to you French." Seth said with a sigh. "I'm just doing this because I owe someone a favor." He said looking and acting bored. "But you know what I think it will be quite fun to kill a little boy." He said with a small smile. Even though this vampire was only twenty some years younger then himself. But Seth was way more powerful. "Also human's aren't property douche bag." He said kind of sick of talking. Seth stuck out his arm and did the 'come and get it'.
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Melody squealed as the man grabbed her and hauled her from the trunk. She instantly regretted it.
The man was about to address Seth when he heard Melody. He narrowed his eyes, "Well, well, well what have we here? I wouldn't pin you as the pre-teen type Mr. Kalika." He appeared in front of Solomon as he stood, twisting his hand away from Melody and grabbed her with his free hand, pulling her away as he threw Solomon aside. "Tsk, tsk Solomon. I thought you would do better." Solomon twisted his hand away sliding back a bit from the force of the man's push, "How do..." He trailed off, looking at the man closely both psychically and physically. "Dammit..Luscious what the hell are you doing?" He pointed to Melody, "I knew you were always the..'pimp type' but little girls? What is wrong with you?" Melody began to tremble. She had no idea what they were saying and it frightened her. Her eyes darted around; she had to get away. From the looks of things, the dark haired man knew Big Boss, and that did not bode well for her. She thrashed about in Luscious's grip, trying to tear his arms away from her. |
Seth growled, and teleported behind the man. He grabbed him by the neck and put his free hand on Melody. He teleported Melody to Holden and Solomon's room. He then grabbed one of the man's arms and twisted it up popping it out of the socket and almost ripping it off. He started manipulating the man's blood away from the heart, making it very weak. He then jammed his hand threw the man's back and pulling out the weakened muscle. Killing the man instantly.
He sighed as he let go of the lifeless body, "It isn't very fun killing other vampires anymore." He said looking to Solomon. Seth grabbed the man and threw him in the back seat, as well as his heart. He pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his arm off, he threw the hankie in the car and shut the door. Seth put his hand on the car and teleported it to his house. "So what did you wanna talk to me and Serus about?" Seth asked with a slight smile. |
Solomon sighed, "Holden has Clairvoyance...I don't know where the hell he got it from..no one in my family had this ability. Do you know of anyone who could help him? Or even disable that? It's really starting to affect his mental health."
Before Melody could react to anything, she found herself in a hotel room. Her eyes widened and she began to tremble, thinking that she was going to get raped again. Her eyes darted about until they came upon Holden. "H-Holden!" She skittered over, climbing up on the bed and crawling over to him. She sat on her knees and gently poked him on the chest, "Holden? Quel est le problème?(What's wrong?)" He didn't respond. She furrowed her brow, becoming worried, "H-Holden?" She poked him again. |
"Ah I know someone who can help him." Seth said holding out his hand. Suddenly a man appeared next to him.
"What the hell?" The man asked looking to Seth. "Oh Seth what do you need? I was on my way to pick up Camelia, it is our two month anniversary." The man said with a smile. "Well it wont be long old man. Solomon this is Felix, Felix this is Solomon. Could you possibly help Solomon's boyfriend, he has Clairvoyance." Seth asked. "Sure, I can. I will talk to Camelia and tell her I will be a little late. I just hope she doesn't hurt me. Damn witches can be difficult to date." He said holding out his hand to Solomon. But he quickly retracted it because it snapped in half. "Ow.. Well ya, umm I can stop back later if that is ok?" He asked waiting for a second, and then disappeared. "Bye. Well there you go." Seth said with a smile. "I should head back myself, if you need anything just give me a buzz." Seth said patting Solomon's shoulder and disappearing. Holden was still unconscious, but he felt something tap his chest. His body twitched as it healed his brain. |
Solomon shook his head a bit as the two disappeared. He definitely regretted this. He teleported back to the room, a bit furious that the girl was already attaching herself emotionally to Holden. This was all her fault, after all. If she would've just stayed wherever Holden sent her, Holden could be conscious from Solomon helping him heal. As the girl looked over, about to ask for help, he silenced her, then pointed to the corner, "Il. Maintenant.(There. Now.)"
Melody jumped a bit as Holden twitched. She smiled a bit,thinking he was going to wake up, but seeing as he didn't a frown quickly grew on her face. She jumped again as she looked over to see the taller man. He looked a lot scarier than Big Boss. She let out a soft squeak as he spoke. His tone was very harsh. She nodded and hurried to the spot indicated, keeping her back to them. |
Holden moaned in pain as he opened his eyes, "You didn't have to be so harsh." He said looking to Solomon. "I'm sorry I cause you so much grief." He said as he slowly unzipped his suitcase and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and moved them over to Solomon. He did that all with TK, "Go have one, I will be fine." He said wincing as his head throbbed. "I guess doing all that with my brain being almost mush, wasn't a good idea." Holden thought to himself.
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Solomon snatched the pack, "She shouldn't even be here. She's involved with a circle of black market vampires. No matter what she does, she will always be hunted by them. You're better off sending her right back." He stormed out of the room and down the stairs and through the main lobby. He found a spot a decent distance away from the door and lit a cigarette with his power. He took a long drag, exhaling it with a sigh as he ran his hands through his hair.
Melody kept her face to the wall, playing with a few of the strings of the dress as she heard the tall man leave. She could tell by his tone of voice he hated her and wanted her gone. Once he was well out of ear shot, or so she hoped; she was never sure with vampires, she dared a glance to Holden before quickly looking back at the wall. She kept quiet, wrapping the string around her finger before gently unwrapping it and doing it all again. |
Holden weakly sat up and looked at Melody. He got dizzy but he brushed it off, "Melody, pourquoi êtes-vous venu ici? Je vous ai dit de rester à la maison de mes amis. (Melody, why did you come here? I told you to stay at my friends house.)" He asked a little concerned. "Ne vous inquiétez pas, il n'est pas en colère contre vous, il est juste frustré. (Don't worry he's not mad at you he is just frustrated.)" Holden said with a weak smile.
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Melody jumped a bit as Holden addressed her. She kept her head down and never moved away from the wall, "Il me d-déteste ... Je le sa-sais...e-et...et...je ne po-pouvais pas rester là...elle est trop belle...Je ne pouvais pas laisser Big Boss me trouver là...el-elle mo-mourrait...(He hates me...I know it...and...I couldn't stay there...she's too nice...I couldn't let Big Boss find me there...she'd die....)" She never dared to move away from the wall, after all, the tall scary man told her to stay there. She'd obey..perhaps he wouldn't be so mad if she listened.
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Holden sighed quietly, "Il ne te déteste pas. Souhaitez-vous être à l'aise d'y retourner? Me Salomon et vont être de retourner en Angleterre demain. (He doesn't hate you. Would you be comfortable going back there? Me and Solomon are going to be going back to England tomorrow.)" He asked as he swooped his legs over to the floor. He stood up and almost lost his balance, but he quickly regained it. He walked over to Melody and picked her up and set her in a chair. "Asseyez-vous ici, il ne sera pas folle, croyez-moi. J'ai besoin d'aller se rhabiller. (Sit right here, he wont be mad, trust me. I need to go and get dressed.)" Holden said as he grabbed some clothing and went to the bathroom.
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She was about to argue when he picked her up and set her in the chair. She waited until he shut the door then hurried back into the corner, just like before. She would definitely not be happy nor comfortable going back to that place. She wanted to get away and she wanted them to leave her alone, but she knew that couldn't happen. She was destined for a life of pain, rape and sadness. She was just another one of those people who was stuck in a bad place and could never leave...and that made her cry.
Solomon sighed as he walked back into the room, "I'm surprised she didn't move..." His eye twitched as she began to silently cry, but he forced himself not to care. Just another statistic Solomon..millions of people are in the same situation and many of them aren't so lucky. He went out onto the balcony completely ignoring the girl. She has to go... He shut his eyes tightly. "Solomon James! You heartless bastard!" came Hayden's voice. "Is that what you told yourself when you gave me to the Council? Huh? She has a chance now Solo, you can't just throw her back in...she could end up living happily..." "Dammit Hayden this is none of your concern. She is property of the French Covens...she's not my problem." Suddenly he fell to his knees as Hayden popped a few blood vessels in his brain. He blocked her out before she could do much else and healed fairly quickly. "Just leave me be Hayden.." He glanced back at her with a frown, She's right though Solomon... |
"Alicia what am I gonna do?" Holden asked as he leaned against the counter.
"Well Holden, do what you think is right. It's basically that easy." Alicia said. "No it's not Alicia, I can't handle three kids. Plus she only knows French." He said brushing his hair. "So? Roslin only knew French when you first met her. Look at her now, she speaks really good English. You have me to help you Holden." She said. "That doesn't matter. You are already helping me to much." He said with a sigh. "Holden, I don't mind. You would be dead without me." She said. "Now talk to Solomon about this." Alicia said as she opened the door and pushed Holden out to the balcony with TK. "Damn it Alicia." Holden said as he was standing in front of Solomon. He sighed looking at Solomon, "I guess we need to talk about Melody." He said running his hand through his hair. "I know where you stand, and I agree with you Solomon. Plus I wouldn't be able to handle three kids. But I can't just abandon her." Holden said glancing to Melody. |
Solomon sighed a bit, turning to look at Holden. He leaned up against the railing, pinching the bridge of his nose, "I know Holden...Like I said, there's no where we can direct her to that she'll be safe. The French Covens will be after her until they get her back; they're very possessive. The only way to help her is to return her to them. If they believe she came of her own will, they might not kill her."
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"Ya, why do I always do this Solomon?" Holden asked with a sigh. "I always try to help people, and I never help myself." He said looking at Solomon.
"Holden Evans, je te veux à mon conseil maintenant. Apportez Melody. (Holden Evans, I want you at my council now. Bring Melody.)" A voice boomed in Holden's head. Holden jumped when he heard the voice in his head, "Well, I have to go." He said a little unnerved. "Master Jean-Pierre wants to see me." He said looking at Melody. "I will be back soon Solomon, don't worry." He said kissing Solomon on the lips. He walked into the room and picked up Melody. "Tout ira bien, croyez-moi Melody. (Everything will be fine, trust me Melody.)" Holden said as he disappeared. |
Solomon sighed, "Just be careful Holden...call me if you need to." He turned back to the city, watching the people go about their morning routines.
Melody jumped a bit as Holden came by and before she could speak he grabbed onto her. Every bit of her wanted to flail and try to get away, but she knew Holden meant her no harm. Right? She was beginning to doubt herself as they disappeared. She quickly closed her eyes and plugged her ears, as her master often told her to do. Humans were often disorientated through teleporting and doing this made it less likely for them to throw up. |
Holden and Melody appeared in front of two big wooden doors.
"Master Jean-Pierre is waiting for you Holden Evans." A tall man said as he opened the doors. Holden walked in to the middle of the council room, he put Melody down. Bonjour Maître Jean-Pierre, qu'est-ce que vous vouliez me voir sur monsieur? (Hello Master Jean-Pierre, what is it you wanted to see me about sir?)" He asked with a bow. "Eh bien je vous remercie d'être venus aussi vite que vous le pouvez. Maintenant, j'entends dire que vous avez tué quelques-uns de mes vampires. (Well thank you for coming as fast as you could. Now, I hear that you have killed a few of my vampires.)" Jean-Pierre said crossing his arms. "Um .. Oui maître que j'ai fait. Je ne pouvais pas supporter de voir Melody abusé. (Um.. Yes master I did. I couldn't stand to see Melody abused.)" Holden said standing up. "Eh bien ce n'est pas votre jeune appel. C'est mon pays, pas le vôtre. (Well that isn't your call fledgling. This is my country, not yours.)" The man said as he stood up with red eyes. "Maître, je suis ... (Master, I'm...)" Holden started to say but was cut off. "Tais-toi jeune. Vous avez trois choix. Un: Tuez la jeune fille, deux: vous tuer, ou trois: prendre une punition. Et si vous vivez à travers la punition que vous arrivez à garder la jeune fille. Elle ne nous appartiennent plus, le Conseil français. (Shut up fledgling. You have three choices. One: Kill the girl, two: kill yourself, or three: take a punishment. And if you live through the punishment you get to keep the girl. She will no longer belong to us, the French Council.)" The man said with a evil smile. "I.. Prendra la peine .. Maître Jean-Pierre. (I.. Will take the punishment.. Master Jean-Pierre.)" Holden said defeated. Jean-Pierre and the whole council burst out in a tremendous maniacal laugh. "Luke, réglez le garçon pour sa peine. (Luke, set the boy up for his punishment.)" He said pointing to Holden. |
Melody went wide eyed as they appeared in the room. She pushed herself close to Holden, keeping her gaze to the floor as she listened. As she heard Holden's choices, she stepped forward, looking up at Jean-Pierre, barely managing to stammer out, "Attendez! Vous ne pouvez pas faire ça! Ce n'est pas sa faute, c'est la mienne. Si I...avait écouté Maître, il n'aurait pas eu fou et puis Holden ne nous avez laissé seul.(Wait! You can't do that! It's not his fault, it's mine. If I...had listened to Master, he wouldn't have gotten mad and then Holden would've left us alone.)" She quickly cringed, looking away, "Il ne mérite pas la peine...Je ne...J'avais été assez fou pour désobéir Maîtrise.(He doesn't deserve punishment...I do...I had been...foolish enough to disobey Master.)"
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"Silence des enfants. Ce garçon est celui qui a tué votre maître et Luscious. Il est celui qui doit être puni, pas vous. (Silence child. This boy is the one that killed your master and Luscious. He is the one that is to be punished, not you.)" Jean-Pierre said narrowing his eyes. He grabbed the girl with TK so she wouldn't run to help Holden.
"Il est mis en place tous les maîtres. (He is all set up master.)" A man said with a bow. He doubled checked the device, to make sure Holden was strapped in tight. "Bon, maintenant Keeper punir ce jeune vampire! (Good, now Keeper punish this young vampire!)" He said yelling at a man that was head to toe in leather. "Melody, ne vous inquiétez pas je vais bien. (Melody, don't worry I will be fine.)" Holden said as his shirt got ripped off. The Keeper walked up to Holden holding a club laced with nails. He smiled evilly as he raised the club and slammed it into Holden's back. He pulled it out of Holden's back and walked around to his front and slammed it into Holden's abdomen. The keeper pulled out the blood covered club and threw it to the ground. Holden almost yelled out in pain as the club severed a few of his nerves in his back, but he didn't want to give the master the pleasure. Tears started rolling down his cheeks as the club ripped apart his organs. The keeper came back holding hot pokers. He took one and jammed it through Holden's leg. The keeper kept doing this until he was out of pokers. There was one in each of Holden's leg's and his arm's and one through his abdomen. The keeper went to grab some more torture devices. Holden coughed up blood as the poker went through his abdomen. He was in immense pain but he couldn't die here, Solomon would never forgive him if he did die. The keeper came back with a Cat o' nine tails that was studded with nails up and down the 'tails'. The keeper wound back and struck Holden's back fiercely. He pulled it out and repeated striking Holden with the whip. Holden arched as much as the device would let him. He wanted to call Solomon for help but he got himself into this mess and he needed to get himself out of it. Holden almost passed out but when the whip hit him again it jarred him out of it. |
Melody yelled out as the Keeper began to beat Holden. She covered her ears and closed her eyes tightly, but that did not help her. Her body trembled as she cried. Holden did not deserve this. It was all her fault. After a moment she looked back to Jean-Pierre, "S'il vous plaît, Monsieur, arrêtez-vous. J'étais celui qui vous fait du tort en désobéissant maîtrise. S'il vous plaît. Arrêtez.(Please, Sir, stop. I was the one who wronged you by disobeying Master. Please. Stop.)" Her legs fell from beneath her, her blue eyes pleading, "Je vais rester ici et je vais toujours à l'écoute, je le promets. S'il vous plaît laissez-le aller.(I'll stay here and I'll always listen, I promise. Please let him go.)"
Solomon cringed as he felt Holden's pain from the torture. He didn't dare interfere though. Holden had to learn his place, even if it almost killed him. He closed his eyes with a sigh, "I'm sorry Alicia, that you had to feel this." |
"SILENCE DES ENFANTS! (SILENCE CHILD!)" Jean-Pierre yelled.
Alicia was sobbing as she felt everything Holden did. "Why Holden?" She asked in between sobs. She was bleeding profusely. The keeper looked at Jean-Pierre and nodded. He went to grab another device. "Scream pour moi Holden. (Scream for me Holden.)" Jean-Pierre said with an evil smile. "Never!" Holden said in between pants. Jean-Pierre laughed as the Keeper came back. The Keeper smiled when he came back with a flame thrower. He quickly lit it and threw the flames at Holden's back. The flames almost engulfed Holden. Holden cringed as the flames reached his back, he couldn't scream out. He closed his eyes to try and get rid of the pain when suddenly it stopped. The Keeper stopped and looked at Jean-Pierre. A vampire in the council stood up and engulfed Holden in freezing temperatures. About -100 °F. Which would kill a normal human easily, it would be extremely uncomfortable for a vampire. Holden's skin turned from red to a very deep blue. His blood was starting to freeze and so were his organs. The vampire stopped and sat back down. "Voulez-vous plus? Ou préférez-vous tuer la jeune fille? (Do you want more? Or would you rather kill the girl?)" Jean-Pierre asked as he stood up. Holden's skin was turning back to its normal color. "Plus d'. (More.)" Jean-Pierre laughed, "Donnez le garçon ce qu'il veut. (Give the boy what he wants.)" He said looking at the Keeper. |
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The Keeper came back with an Iron Maiden like device. He quickly pulled out the pokers and unhooked Holden and threw him inside the Iron Maiden device. The keeper closed the door which had a hole in the front and back so that it wouldn't kill the vampire by puncturing the heart.
Holden winced when the pokers were pulled out, as well as cough up blood. He was impaled when he was thrown into the IM. He cried blood as the iron spikes punctured his eyes. The Keeper opened the door after thirty minutes. Holden fell to the ground, blood pouring out of every single part of his body. "Vous avez prouvé que vous-même aujourd'hui Holden. Melody vous appartiennent maintenant à Holden. (You have proven yourself today Holden. Melody you now belong to Holden.)" Jean-Pierre said as he sat down in his chair. "Maintenant congé. (Now leave.)" He said as he teleported Holden and Melody back to the hotel room. Holden tried to say something to Master but he couldn't. He suddenly found himself face down in his and Solomon's room. |
Solomon turned, throwing a young french girl at Holden, "Maintenant, faites ce que je vous ai dit fille. (Now, do as I told you girl.)"
The girl nodded taking the knife Solomon had given her and cutting her wrist a bit. She lifted Holden's head, holding her wrist just centimeters from his mouth, "Boire.(Drink.)" Melody was about to speak when she was suddenly teleported back to the hotel room. She shook violently as she sat next to Holden, unable to believe why he had done it. Why couldn't he just kill her? That's what she would've done, or so she liked to think. Save yourself. Right? She jumped as a woman was thrown onto the bed and cut her wrist. She watched with teary eyes, wishing she could just go back in time and tell herself to listen to Master. She may not have met Holden then, but at least he wouldn't be near death. They would've finished their time at the restaurant, enjoyed her singing, then move on to their next activity. She looked over to Solomon who was in a corner leaning on a wall. She quickly adverted her eyes to floor; seeing his were glowing a bright red, "Je..Je..es-essayé de l'arrêter...ma-is.. il ne se-serait pas juste écouter. Je suis te-tellement d-désolé. S'il vous plaît pa-pardonnez-moi. Je ferais n'importe qu-quoi pour le faire à v-vous.(I..I..tried to stop him..but..he just wouldn't listen. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I'll do anything to make it up to you.)" She yelled out as Solomon was suddenly in front of her; and now she wished he stayed in his corner. Solomon grabbed her by the arm and pulled her off the bed, but not as angrily as he would've liked. While he was furious at what happened to Holden because of this girl, the boy also needed the lesson to learn to stay out of other people's business. He gripped her wrist tightly as he pinched the bridge of his nose with his free hand. "What am I going to do with you? Holden can't handle three children..." He threw her wrist down, placing his hands in his pockets as he walked out to the balcony. After a moment of silence he spoke his voice much harsher than before, "Venez(Come.)" He glanced to Melody once she was next to him, then looked back to the city, "Vous voyez l'état Holden?(You see Holden's condition?)" He didn't dare look. The smell of Holden's blood was sickening. "C'est de votre faute. Je ne pardonnerai jamais vous et chaque fois que je te regarde, ma première pensée sera toujours ce que vous lui faire passer simplement pour que vous puissiez avoir une chance de bonheur. Maintenant va-t'en.(That is your fault. I will never forgive you and every time I look at you, my first thought will always be what you put him through just so you could have a chance at happiness. Now go away.)" |
Holden's vampire instinct kicked in when he smelled blood. His teeth grew and pierced the woman's skin. He kept drinking almost killing the girl when his own instinct kicked back in and he stopped, pushing the woman away from him. He cringed as his wounds healed as well as his organs. After about ten minutes his body was back to normal. He opened his eyes and looked at Solomon, "It's not her fault Solomon, I went against Master Jean-Pierre. And I got punished for it." He said said weakly. Holden finally got it in his head that he can't help everyone, and if he did he would get punished by every council.
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Solomon turned to face him, "Her disobedience started this. Either way, send her away. I don't care where or to who, just get he-"
Melody lightly tugged on Solomon's sleeve as he spoke to Holden. She didn't mean to interrupt him, but she didn't want him yelling at Holden. She didn't understand what they were saying, but she had a pretty good feeling. "S'il vous plaît ne soyez pas en colère contre lui. Je suis désolé...vous...vous pouvez même me renvoyer à Maître Jean-Pierre...si qui vous fera plaisir...(Please don't be mad at him. I'm sorry...you...you can even send me back to Master Jean-Pierre... if that will make you happy...)" Solomon looked down at Melody with a frown. He most definitely could not send her back, Holden would get mad that he did all that for nothing. He pulled his arm away from Melody running his hand through his hair, pulling on a chunk slightly. He had to admit that he wasn't entirely mad at her. He was a bit furious at himself for allowing Holden to slip past him and get back stage in the first place. He leaned up against the railing, placing his hands on the rail, "We will take her back to London, where she will then be placed in the care of the city." |
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