My Vampire Kidnapper, Lillith Devero [e textbook reader txt] 📗

know where Jennifer is!"
"Well, if you know where she is you should've brought her back here." Xavier said raising his eyebrows at her. Something was up, and he didn't like it.
"Sorry bro. But if you even want to see her again, you are going to have to come with me. I also know someone else who wants to see you." Zena declared, mysteriously.
"No! You didn't!" Xavier exclaim.
"Yes of course I did. He pays better than you ever did!"
"But we're family!"
"So is he! By the way, you were considering killing a part of our family!" Zena jumped up out of her chair and punched Xavier right in the nose. She then stood back, examining her work.
Ignoring the pain, Xavier popped his nose back into position before it could set wrong. "Did Gregor tell you?"
"No. You are so stupid! You really need a better hiding place." Zena then brutally shoved a syringe into his shoulder and the darkness of the world swallowed him up.
Chapter 15

When Jenn woke up she was lying in a dark and dreary dungeon that looked like it belonged in medieval times. Stone floors and walls with chains on them. Lovely. Speaking of chains there were some around her wrists in the form of handcuffs, they were starting to dig into her wrists. The darkness of the room was interrupted by a light coming in from right above her, which meant that there must've been a window above her.
There was also someone lying down on the other side of the room about 10 feet away from her. She didn't know who it was because he or she was facing away from him.
She didn't care about that person right now though. Her precious life source, blood, was starting to lightly drip onto the stone floor in front of her. Gradually trickling into the cracks in the old stones. As she sat up the lack of blood starting getting to her. Her stomach was growling at her and she was getting light headed. The broken bones weren't helping either. Broken left shin, several ribs, and her nose.
The best part? I've been RE-kidnapped by MORE vampires. Wonderful isn't it? She thought to herself.
After going through all of the downsides Jenn remembered one good side, if it even still worked.
She cleared her mind, focused all of her energy into levitating the little droplets of blood off the floor and into the air. Jenn was concentrating so hard that she had closed her eyes. When she opened them she was relieved to see that her blood was floating in front of her face.
Since that had worked she decided to attempt to levitate herself. Jenn had been able to do this when she was younger but it gradually became more difficult over time. She figured that it had something to do with weight. But now that she was a vampire (she was still not sure how that had happened) she thought that she might be able to use some sort of vampiric power or something. The window might be of some help to her too, if she could fit through it. Unlikely. But it's worth a shot.
Jenn crossed her legs very gently making sure that the broken leg was on top of her good leg (she found herself easier to levitate if they were crossed). She cleared her mind of all bad thoughts, which included things like "you can't do it" and "Zena is an evil, little..." Focused on raising her body off of the ground with just the power of her mind and leaving her eyes open. Jenn was focusing so hard that her eyes closed anyway; it helped with the concentration.
Realizing that her eyes were closed, again Jenn opened them to check for floor height. She was right next to the window, in her hopes to check her height she had lost her concentration and fell back down to earth and landed on her unbroken leg.
“Oh my God.” Was what she attempted to say, but it ended up being more of an “Oh mm, ow.” She lay on the floor moaning for a while, but after she focused again both of her hands immedaitly shot down to her leg. After a thorough investigation she deduced that the leg wasn’t broken, but only bruised. “Oh thank God.”
“I’m sure that you know that God can’t help you down here.”
Jenn nearly jumped out of her skin.
The person on the floor had maneuvered himself into a sitting position and she observed that he was bound around the wrists like her but her also had cuffs around his ankles.
Then she got a closer look…
“Xavier? What are you doing down here? Did Zena get you? You know that she’s evil right? I bet she brought you down here didn’t she? We should kill that evil little…” Jenn was babbling. She had thought that Xavier was her only hope of getting her out of here.
“Jennifer. Calm down. I love your enthusiasm, but how are we supposed to get to Zena from down here? It is kind of impossible at this point.” Xavier said making lowering motions with his bound hands.
But Jenn couldn’t be calm right now. Shock and nerves were taking control of her brain. Head in her hands, she let all of the loose tears create rivers down her cheeks. “How the hell are we supposed to get out of this damn hole now?”
“Now that is a near correct statement. I think Y even calls this the Hell Hole. I can’t be sure though. I haven’t seen him in years. I’m pretty sure that we are going to have a family reunion soon though.” Xavier said with the faint traces of a smirk on his lips.
“How is that supposed to help us though? We’re still stuck down here all the same! I doesn’t matter whose place this is.”
“It might actually matter more than you think it would…” Xavier said as he started glancing around.
After a while Jenn decided to interrupt his pondering with a thought that had been nagging at her for a while now.
“Why did you have to kill Ava?” She asked in almost a whisper.
“Hm. No, no, I didn’t kill her.” He replied still glancing around the room. “She didn’t die because elves can’t die.”
“You are trying to get me to believe that she’s not dead because she is an elf? You drained her body of blood and set her on fire!” Jenn said almost screaming.
“Yea.”
“Wow. I must’ve hit my head harder than I thought and I got a concussion and I am having delusions. Or maybe I’m in a coma…” Jenn said completely flustered with disbelief.
“No; you’re not in a coma. That would mean that I would be in a coma too, which I believe would be impossible. You could have a concussion though, they are very subtle.” Xavier said, still scanning for something.
“So now tell me. Why do you think that she is an elf?”
“First of all; I don’t think, I know. Second of all; she has pointed ears, pale hair, and almost neon green eyes. Basic traits for an elf.” He was still searching.
“So. Say that I believe you; and she is an elf; why can’t she die and what are the ‘other’ traits?” Jenn asked hoping that she would be seeing Ava again.
“To answer your first question; because she is basically a plant so she will just grow back. Other elf traits would include; amazing gardening abilities, very agile, and actually really difficult to kill; which is ironic because their species has almost been wiped out. Ava is actually one of the last few of her kind. The bad news is; we’re in the wrong cell for our escape.” Xavier said, sighing as he finished his search.
“So now all hope is lost!” Jenn exclaimed.
“Judging by the trajectory of the moon and the sun… Ava should be waking up soon and Gregor is still out there somewhere, so we still have the tiniest shred of hope.” Xavier said sulking. He didn’t like having his life in the hands of other people; especially an unfaithful servant and a lazy, wine drunk partner. “Never mind. You’re right all hope is lost.”
“Great! Just gr…” Jenn’s words were halted by the turning of a key in the lock of their cell door.
Two burly guys barged in. They had all the stereotypical characteristics of being henchmen that it wasn’t even funny; very tall, creepy guys with huge builds. Who would walk in behind them, but the infamous Zena.
“Aww. Don’t you two make a cute couple? But… Oh no! It’s time to meet the boss! One of you might not survive! Boo hoo! Let’s go boys!” Zena was obviously enjoying this way too much.
A henchman walked over to each of them and picked them up by the collars of their shirts and they began to drag them down the hallway.

Chapter 16

Being dragged down a hallway on your knees is painful in itself. Imagine a cheese grater grating all off your skin on your knees and knuckles and having a broken leg wobbling along behind you and that would be just a sliver of the pain that Jenn was feeling.
Jenn was considering slamming these goons into the wall and popping Zena’s brain like a balloon.
“Don’t do that.” Xavier was whispering to her, Zena was whistling for joy so she couldn’t hear them. “Only more would show up and you need to save your energy.”
Because she figured that he knew what he was talking about, she humored him.
The drag seemed to last forever. Various twists and turns that Jenn had been attempting to remember in case she got a chance to escape but she gave up after about the 10th curve. She had to conserve her energy just to stay conscious.
Eventually they came upon a set of stairs which they also had to be dragged up.
After the excruciating pain of what seemed like an eternity of being dragged up the stairs; they made it to the landing on the top. By this point, Jennifer’s loss of blood was making her dizzy.
There was a large door in front of them with startling engravings all over it and it had no handle or