My Vampire Kidnapper, Lillith Devero [e textbook reader txt] 📗
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“Xavier?” She whispered as he began following Jennifer’s blood trails back to the cell block.
“It’s okay, Jennifer. I’m here, and I’m going to get us out of here.” He whispered back. “But you need to answer a question.”
“What is it?” She asked, still whispering.
“Do you want to live?”
“Of course I want to live!” Her voice almost at normal volume.
“Okay. Don’t fight this.”
“I’m not sure I can fight anymore.”
“Don’t you give up on me!” Xavier yelled.
“I’m not going to give up on you.” Xavier didn’t know what that was supposed to mean.
He stopped his progress and gently moved the right side of her neck closer to his mouth. He could feel her relaxed breathing and see all of her trust in him in her eyes, so he bit. He tried to take as little blood as possible, but she just tasted so amazing. He only left his fangs long enough to insert the needed amount of venom; then he pulled away.
“Please. Call me Jenn.” She asked in a droopy, drunk voice.
“What?”
“Pleas. Call me Jenn. Okay, Xavier?”
“Okay. Jenn.” Tasting her nickname on his tongue.
“I think that I love you.” Jenn said looking into his eyes again.
“I, think I love you too.”
Jennifer smiled her most heartbreaking smile at him and let the venom engulf her.
You know you’re gonna half to tell her someday. Xavier’s conscience said.
“Well that day isn’t going to be today. She has had enough trauma for a few months.” He muttered to himself.
A few months? Try years.
“If we are going to be running away from Y, she might half to deal with worse.”
Worse?
“Oh. Shut up!”
After arguing with himself for about a quarter of an hour he made it back to the cell block. Besides their cell there were only 5 other cells, three on each side of the hall; theirs was the first one on the left side. Xavier’s old cell that was the middle one on the right side was the one Xavier approached.
Before Xavier had set off he had grabbed the cell keys. But it turns out that he hadn’t needed them; the door was unlocked.
Once inside, he laid down Jennifer to check how far along the vampirism was coming along. The process was farther along than he had anticipated. In fact, it was almost over. All of her bones were mended and all of her bruises and cuts were healed except her gunshot wound, which was almost done.
Xavier ran over to her quickly. He knew what was coming next. He sat down on her chest and held his hands over her mouth with an iron grip.
Xavier couldn’t let her scream and give away their position to the people who were undoubtedly looking for them, since the henchmen hadn’t returned from transferring them, and then they were found dead in the hallway a few minutes later.
He held his hand over her mouth waiting; and then it began without warning. Her body convulsed and bucked into the air. While what was left of her humanity seeped out of her pores like thick maple syrup. If you listened closely you could hear her screams, barely. Xavier held onto her as much as he could, but it was almost as if he were trying to hold down a slippery crocodile. He almost let go unwillingly but she quit struggling before he could. Then she lay eerily still for what had seemed like an eternity.
Jennifer awoke; gasping for breath after about five minutes.
The world looked unnaturally sharp to her. She could even here crickets chirping in the distance, which meant that they couldn’t have been as far underground as she had thought. The cell walls were made of old bluish grey stone with mosses growing in between them from the vast amount of moisture seeping through the walls. She could also see the dried remains of blood on the ancient chains that were suspended from the walls. After examining her surroundings Jennifer took stock of her injuries, but she couldn’t seem to find any. All of her cuts, bruises, sores, and bones were healed but a horrible pain remained in her right leg from her shin to her ankle.
“Xavier?” She mumbled and Xavier slowly lifted his hand from her mouth.
“Yes Jennif.. Jenn?” So apparently that hadn’t been a dream. She thought. All of her memories were fuzzy. She could only focus on old memories for a brief second before they left her mind.
“Why are we in a cell? Didn’t we escape?”
“Almost but not yet. Y’s church is very antique. So antique, that underneath it lies catacombs, all of the cells are in the catacombs.” Xavier explained, but he was interrupted by Jenn.
“Yes. Very interesting. Now shouldn’t we get going.”
Ignoring her he continued. “The thing about catacombs is that they sometimes have secretive emergency exits, in case some of the others tunnels collapse. One happens to be located in this cell.”
“OK. Let’s get the hell out of here then!”
“The only problem is that I haven’t found it yet.”
“Yes. Yes, that is a problem. Could you possibly hurry up on the finding process or at least tell me what we are looking for?” Jenn asked, wanting to get out of this hell hole.
“A stone in the wall with a pentagram carved into it.”
“Well, how big is it?”
“It is about a centimeter in diameter.”
“Well that should be easy to find.”
Jenn began looking for it with him. After searching for 5 minutes, they began to hear shouting in the hallway. People were coming for them.
A few seconds later Xavier exclaimed, “Found it!”
The stone that he found was about eye level, and in the top right corner, sure enough, there was a pentagram. The pentagram had been hidden behind moss so they couldn’t see it until it was wiped away.
Jennifer now had no idea what they were supposed to do with a stone with a pentagram in it.
“Stand back.” Xavier whispered.
He walked up to the wall, put his hand over the stone and pushed. The stone only moved inward a tiny bit, but it revealed a small hole about a foot and a half tall in the wall to their left as the stones elevated up into the wall.
Jenn pointed and stared at the wall.
Xavier, sensing her confusion, explained, “Pulley system.”
“Oh.” Jenn said as they walked over to the hole.
Xavier helped Jenn up into it. The footsteps in the hall were gaining speed and rapidly approaching. Xavier then hauled himself up next to Jenn and quickly ushered Jennifer back farther into the hole so he could shut the stone door by pressing a stone similar to the one he had pressed to enter.
Once the door was closed and with most of their sanity in place, they set off down the rough tunnel towards freedom.
Chapter 18
The tunnel must’ve been here forever, Jennifer thought as they started downward. The walls were all covered in moisture and moss. Jennifer asked Xavier about it to start conversation, while still walking, and he replied by saying that they were underneath a small lake named Lake Adalsteinn.
“Why is it named that?” Jenn asked.
“Adalsteinn is actually my last name.”
“So it’s named after you, or one of your siblings?”
“Neither. It was actually named after my father.”
“You’ve never talked about your father before.”
“No, I haven’t and I don’t really want to talk about it now, either.” Xavier said raising his voice slightly, implying that he didn’t want this conversation to continue.
It was the most uncomfortable trek ever. The height of the tunnel was only a little more than a foot, and it wasn’t much wider than that either. Jenn still had an odd pain in her ankle from an unknown source, which made it even worse, but the water from Lake Adalsteinn had been left behind as they started moving upward.
Jenn had to interrupt the silence once again to say something that had been bothering her while keeping pace behind Xavier. “You turned me into a vampire.” I wasn’t a question.
“Yes.” Xavier replied.
“How? The reason I left in the first place was because I thought that you had turned me into a vampire. Which is what Zena told me, and we now know that she’s EVIL, so now I’m confused.”
Xavier let out a small chuckle. “I’d be extremely shocked if you weren’t, and I can definitely understand why you left now. The process is actually a lot more complicated than pop culture fanatics would have you believe. To actually become a Full vampire you have to have a steady intake of vampire blood. For the process to actually be completed it takes more or less a year, depending on the amount of blood taken in daily. When enough vampire blood has been taken into your system your body will almost begin to shut down and at that point the vampire and the victim have to evenly exchange blood. At that point, the victim’s body will completely shut down for a total reboot of the new vampire body. You were actually changed a month early so it was really risky even without all of the blood you lost. To be a Half vampire as you have been for a while you just need to drink vampire blood. You were able and still able to walk in the sun, you are just extremely weak during these periods. As you have obviously discovered you aren’t all shiny. Honestly! Glittering men and women running around killing people? Not so much! Of the few people I’ve told each one has burst out laughing at me asking ‘So you’re all shiny?’ Well, moving on. You absolutely have to drink blood to survive now that you are a Full, but we’ll get to that more extensively later. All of your natural abilities have been enhanced including: strength, sight, smell, you get the idea. We just don’t know about your psychic abilities yet.” Xavier had just finished his explanation when a dead end appeared “Any questions?”
“Yes, two actually. One: How are we going to get out of here and Two: Why did Zena lie to me?” Jenn asked.
“To get out all you have to do is press the same button that let us in.” Xavier said, simultaneously pressing a stone to the left with the same pentagram on it. After he let up on the stone the wall slid completely to the left, allowing them to exit. From their position, it looked to Jennifer as if the clearing just ahead of them was formed by mountains all around them with pines around most of the clearing. The sun had set a while ago so that the waning moon could be seen directly above, the stars all around twinkled with a shine that spoke of freedom, until a gunshot sounded.
Jennifer yipped in fear.
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