“This is the place” Shaun yelled
as the Ware clan stopped to sniff their surroundings. Ashley looked up from the
ground where she fell to her knees. She saw plenty of trees unlike the ones in
Bon Temps circling a clear path. She assumed this path would lead her to the
Vampires they spoke of. At this point,
she was ready to die.
“Hurry up! GO!” Shaun unchained Ashley and sent her running
in the direction he wanted. “How do you know this will work Shaun?” a member of
the pack asks “It has to work…otherwise I die, that witch will kill me and
leave ya’ll without a pack master” Shaun spit on the ground and grabbed the
guns “LISTEN UP!” the group perked their ears “we only need one vamp, if there
is more than one…kill em’” Shaun turns facing the wind and breaths deep “I can
smell em’…FAN OUT!”.
Ashley’s feet were bloody and bruised but nothing would stop
her. The first clear path into the bush she would take and get as far away from
here as possible. She came to a halt and looked around. She could see what looked
like huge rock formations. She hadn’t eaten or drank in days and it was
beginning to get to her. Footsteps broke
the silence, more then one person. She ran in opposite direction but was
grabbed by a man, who was completely naked. His skin cold as ice and his hands
rough like ground.
“My my my, what is a beautiful young woman like you doing
wondering in these parts?” the man asks. Ashley looks into his evil dark red
eyes and said nothing. “Oh I’m sorry, allow me to introduce myself…I’m Dave” he
said as his fangs shot out. Another man emerged from the fog and approached
Dave and Ashley. Ashley was breathing heavily and her heart was racing. This
excited Dave. “Look we have dinner” Dave threw her to the ground. Her dirt and
blood soaked hair covered her face. The man knelt down to Ashley “Look at me”
he whispered. Ashley recognized the voice. She began raising her head when a
shot was fired. Dave was sent exploding into a bloody inferno. Ashley looked up
to see an old friend “JORDAN?”.
Lauren awoke from another terrible dream; she then
remembered what Natasha told her about the dreams. Thinking of that just
reminded her of Natasha’s parents and the fact that they murdered someone. Her
mind stopped racing when she heard someone bump into a kitchen chair
downstairs. Lauren shot out of bed, swung open her top underwear drawer and ran
downstairs with a gun as if it was rehearsed.
A man had took off out the front door after dropping a
bucket of red paint. “I’LL SHOOT!” she yelled as she pointed the gun at the
man’s back. She couldn’t do it, but she could chase him. The man ran past the
tree line and into the bush. Lauren
chased after him and was able to pick up quite a momentum. She was faster then him
and she knew the bush better then him. She then watched as he got into a truck
parked by the opposite end of the bush and fired it up. He took off just in
time. Lauren recognized the truck, but for some reason could not remember why.
Clayton was walking back with Kelly from the lake. He takes
her there everyday so she can swim. “So I was on the other line” Kelly said
“the other day, when you were talking to Officer Stackhouse” Clayton had a
‘hands in the cookie jar’ expression. “If you like him Clay, you should go out
with him!”. Kelly was one of the few people that actually knew about his
sexuality. Where he came from, his parents wouldn’t have understood. They died
before he even had the chance to tell them anyway. “I’ll think about it” he
said with a smile as they approached the front porch.
Kelly ran upstairs to take a shower. Rachel was in the
kitchen cooking “HEY!” she yelled “I thought I would cook you guys a nice
breakfast to show how much I appreciate having a place to stay” she said.
Clayton was so hypnotized by the smell of bacon that he barely realized that
her hand was gripping the burner and creating a sizzling noise. “OH MY GOD RACH
YOUR HAND!” Clay yelled “Oh silly me!” she yelled as she placed it under
running water. “Are you alright?” he asked “YA! FINE! Breakfast in 5 okay?” she
said. Clayton then left the room. Rachel pulled her finger out of the water and
the burn was gone. She placed a bandage over it anyway to not raise questions.
Warren had told Lena about the Sirens, so every day since at
work she had one eye always watching the guests incase anything odd came up.
She was strutting by the kitchen when she saw the chef preparing lobster. It
was Jordan’s favorite meal. She wondered what had become of him. It had been a
few days since she last saw him and Warren had since moved back in with her.
A woman walked in the bar that Lena had never seen before
“Hello, just one today?” Lena asked, “yes please” replied the woman. The two
walked to a booth and Lena handed her a menu “are you new in town?” “Yes
actually, I’m visiting a good friend. My name’s Rachel!” she said as she shot
out her hand “Nice to meet you I’m Lena, I’ll be your server” she said as she
shook Rachel’s hand. Lena felt a strong grip coming from Rachel’s hand as she
just stared at Lena. It was as if shaking her hand caused some sort of
reaction. “Umm can I get you something to drink?” Lena asked as she continued
to stare. “You need to be careful Lena” said Rachel. “Huh?” “You need to be
safe, you are more important then you think you are! You could help us win
Lena!” Rachel said as the grip on her hand grew tighter. Lena yanked her hand
away as she yelled “OH HELL NO!” she turned to walk away “I swear bitches be
getting’ crazier every GOD DAMN DAY!”. “I’LL HAVE A COKE!” Rachel yells.
Mitchell’s mind is going crazy which usually means he’s
close to his vision. All nature was dead where he was. Trees didn’t grow, grass
didn’t grow and nature refused to take part in the area. He continued to walk
slowly as he walked threw some sort of invisible wall. When he turned around he
could see the wall, it was a light purple color. He pushed his hand through and
watched as the wall rippled.
The cracking of a branch sent him turning in the opposite
direction, a woman in a dark black cloak stood in his path “You’re her aren’t
you? You’re the Witch!”. Silence was all he got in return as the woman stood
there and watched him. She took one step forward and her cloak faded into
smoke. The Witch was beautiful. Her hair was all the colors of the rainbow and
her clothes were made of gold and silver. She held a staff, which on the top
was a skull. This skull was mesmerizing. “You’re a telepath, I’m guessing
that’s how you found me” the woman said “Yes! I need a favor of you!” “Please
call me Traci, that was my human name” she replied as she turned to walk away.
Mitch followed as they walked down a path made of coble stone “What is it you
seek?” she asks. “I know about Kindred, I know about the spell you put on her
house to keep away all magic and supernatural beings….I need you to do the
same! To my bar!” he explained “and why would I do that?” “it’s not just a bar
to me, it’s the only place I have left that reminds me of my family, and it’s
in danger”
Traci then approached a pond where she placed her staff into
the water. Images of Mitchell’s past then began flashing throughout the
reflection. Traci’s eyes glowed white, the white was getting brighter and
brighter when she yanked her staff out of the pond. She turned to Mitchell and
said “ what you seek is protection and if what you seek is truly what will
protect you then you must know all magic comes at a price so if protection is
truly what you want then what I want is this..” Traci then points her staff at
Mitchell’s chest “I will have your abilities, your powers will be no more….do
we have a deal?”.
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