0265: The Vampire's Daughter, Book Three

Elizabeth waited for the Enforcers to advance before swinging Night like a club and hitting four of them to the ground. She yelled out, “Now!” as the vampires hit the floor, Night floundering on top of them.

Vein threw his arm into the air and directed his clan forward.

The Enforcers, as Elizabeth had predicted, were all converging on her. This left ample room for the Orions to get by on the side as Elizabeth, Vein and a few others held the center.

It didn’t take long for Night to realize what was happening, leading her to scream, “Protect Thomas!”

By that time, however, the Orions had gotten along the sides of the Enforcers. The battle was taking place on three sides, leaving just the back open for retreat. Which was, in the end, what Elizabeth had hoped for.

Standing in the center of the battle, Night glared at Elizabeth and then lunged at her. Elizabeth sidestepped the attack, letting Night glide through the air and beyond the street fight. She tucked into a roll and ended directly in front of the two Orions protecting Sabastian.

As the pair moved to attack Night, Sabastian grabbed them by the shoulders halting their progress. "Leave her,” he said.

Night stood there looking at Sabastian. In the distance Thomas could be heard screaming, “Kill him!”

“Come now little Bee, your master is commanding you,” Sabastian said quietly to Night. His bodyguards looked at each other quizzically, as neither knew quite what to do.

“I’m not afraid of you,” she said defiantly.

“Your fears matter very little to me,” Sabastian said. “The only issue that currently concerns me is if you are going to follow your orders.”

She crouched slightly, but didn’t move. Instead she looked deeply into Sabastian’s eyes. The fight behind, meanwhile, had slowed, as all eyes were turning to Night and Sabastian.

“Leave us,” he said to his guards, who quickly complied. “They are all out of earshot if you speak softly.”

Night turned and looked behind her, and saw that all of the vampires had stopped fighting. In fact, the only one still moving at all was Thomas, who continued to direct her to attack Sabastian.

She turned back to him and asked, “If I attack you, will you kill me?”

“Easily.”

“And if I run?”

“Thomas will treat you as he has treated Elizabeth, which might be a worse fate than death.”

“Is there no way out of this?”

Sabastian chuckled. “Despite what you have done in your life and to Elizabeth, I do not want to kill you.”

“But if I attack you, you will,” she responded.

“Yes.”

Nervously, Night asked, “What if I let you attack me?”

“Then I will hurt you severely and you will owe me your life.”

“And how would I repay that debt?” Night asked.

“However I see fit,” Sabastian answered.

“I don’t believe I have much of a choice.”

“No, little Bee, you do not,” Sabastian said, lunging at her. He took her by the neck with his left hand and lifted her high into the air. He pushed his right hand slowly through the skin of her abdomen causing her to scream in pain.

His hand ripped through muscle and pushed aside intestines, deftly avoiding anything that might kill Night. Eventually, his hand emerged from the other side of her.

Night looked down at Sabastian, with bloody tears in her eyes. “It hurts,” she said, her jaw quivering in pain.

“It should,” Sabastian said.

As he pulled his hand back through her body, Night’s eyes fluttered to the back of her head and she went limp. Sabastian spun around once, and, upon returning to where he started, threw Night’s lifeless body at Thomas.

Elizabeth turned toward the Enforcers and her sire, and said loudly, “It is over.”

Vein raised his hand, signaling his clan to regroup. Elizabeth turned her back on the Enforcers and walked to Sabastian.



[The Vampire's Daughter: An ongoing vampire story. Copyright Reuben Gregg Brewer, 2005, 2006, 2007. All rights reserved.]