Bloodbreeders: The Revenge (27 page)

His speed was like no other before he changed, but now he was like lightning. In one small leap he had the man’s throat in his mouth, tearing it out in a single snap, dropping the man then spiting the man’s own flesh down into his face as he died. Jacob’s head sharply cut to the right, and he smiled at his next victim, blood running down his chin, and every one of Yvette’s men tried to run, while grabbing the closest weapon. It was Derek who woke in time to see what was happening and slammed the two large doors closed, trapping them. It was now like a game for Jacob, and he had no care about how these creatures died, as long as he was the one who killed them. Derek pulled his blade, but slid it back in it sheath when Jacob shook his head. This particular game had just begun and he was the game keeper.

The one that had sliced Jessie down the back was frantically trying to pull the big doors open. Derek was already making his way across the room to help his brother, when he noticed Ashley. His screams of downright anguish, seemed to fuel Jacob’s rage even more. He grabbed the sword from the back of a dead dried corpse, ran, and five feet from the man at the door, jumped into the air spinning around in a complete circle, driving the sword to the hilt down on top of the man’s head. The man turned around as if in some form of shock, looked into the eyes of his killer and then fell face first to the floor. Jacob threw his head back, arching his spine and released his fury once more. Four other men huddled together in the far back corner, dropped to
their knees, begging for mercy as Jacob stormed toward them. No one tried to stop him as he picked up another large curved blade and began hacking at them in no particular order.

The room looked like a slaughter house after a long day of butchering cattle. Bodies were strewn everywhere and not one of Yvette’s men lived, or so I thought. I heard Derek telling Brandon not to move, that he would get him down, so I forced my dying body to turn back over so I could see the only two that were left of my original little ones. It was then that I heard that very familiar voice.

“If you come near me I’ll do it…I swear,” Kelee cried, holding up the small silver device.

He had been hiding in the same little room that Yvette had stepped out of, fearing he would have been found and doing the only thing he could think of to survive.

“You son-of-a-bitch, I’ll rip your heart out if you don’t drop that thing.” Derek pointed his blade at the shivering bloodbreeder, fear gripping his face.

“Derek,” Brandon moaned. “I love you.”

“No. Don’t you do that Brandon…don’t you dare give up on me,” he cried, knowing if he moved, Kelee would use the device and kill his brother.

“You spineless little man,” Jacob said covered from head to toe in gore and blood. “Do it and die, don’t do it and die.”

“Jacob, please,” Derek begged.

“He will not do it, Derek. A coward is just that…a coward.”

“I will, I swear,” Kelee said as his body visually began to shake. He started moving back toward the open door, keeping the device gripped tightly in his hand.

“Where will you run to?” Tammy asked.

“If you kill my friend, seconds later you will follow,” Jacob said, slowly stepping around me and closer to him.

“I mean it, stay back,” Kelee spoke in a loud shaky voice.

All of the sudden Kelee’s body went ridged, causing his hand to flinch. Jacob flew forward, grabbing his hand and removing it from his body with a blade in his other. Kelee stumbled out with a blade handle sticking out of the middle of his back. Sydney stepped out seconds later leaning on the door frame. He was beat to the point that he was almost unrecognizable for the second time since we arrived on the shores of Cuba.

“She sent two down a back passage,” he said through swollen lips.

“Tanda,” Derek said. “Get my brother down.” Then he ran to the door, opened it and was gone.

Chapter Twenty Six

Tanda had taken Johnny to the beach by way of the steps that lead down to the docks, too afraid that he would fall climbing down the steep incline. She did just as she was told and was looking for a small cave to hide in when the two men saw them and started running toward them. It was her screams that Derek heard when he left the foyer. He was up on the high cliff above the beach and saw the men approaching them. He took two steps back and ran right off the edge. He turned his body in midair aiming himself like a weapon, crashing down right on the top of one of the men, breaking the man’s neck with the impact. The other one had grabbed Tanda, and was choking her. Johnny was screaming, biting the man on the leg trying to help her. Derek pulled himself to his feet, holding his side, and ran crashing into all of them. Tanda fell free, and pulled Johnny out of the way.

The man was twice Derek’s size, but Derek never stopped in his attempts to kill the man. He now carried his own rage for those that he had lost to the animals of this place and determination alone took control over his wounded body. The man picked Derek up by the throat with both hands and began squeezing. Derek looked down and smiled, shocking his attacker, and then Derek raised his hands driving his thumbs deep into the man’s eyes. He released Derek’s throat, and was now trying to push the young manic boy off. Both fell to the sandy earth with Derek on top, driving his thumbs deeper, screaming out in fury and didn’t stop until the man’s form moved no more. He got to his feet falling into the soft sand, as Tanda and Johnny ran to their rescuer.

“Are you two okay?” Derek asked holding them both.

“I want my, mommy,” Johnny cried.

“I have never seen anything so brave.” Tanda said with her arm wrapped tightly around Derek’s neck.

“Come on, let’s get back,” Derek replied, pushing off the ground bringing them both up with him.

***

Tammy had rushed to my side, holding one hand over the wound on my throat and the other over the worse on my side. Sydney collapsed next to me staring in disbelief at the woman that he loved, whose head was still perched morbidly in the iron collar. Jacob had found the release and was taking Brandon’s limp body down from the chains that bound him. Bo lay dead across the room, and Jessie lay very still not ten feet from him. I still had no idea about my brother or Tanda. Garvin had left shortly after Derek and no one had returned. I heard a soft moan, but didn’t have the strength to move. I felt something press up against my side and I opened my eyes just enough to see that Jacob had laid Brandon next to me, then rushed to his sister’s side. It was Jessie who was making the sound, she was alive. Jacob dropped to his knees and the apparent lines of tears flowed through the massive cover of coated blood on his face, making rivers of indented wakes along the way.

He rolled her over and began inspecting her back, humming a soft tune that showed how much he truly loved her. I felt a different type of pain start to wash over me, as my mind began to see things that I could not possibly be remembering. I thought I must be falling into delirium from the horrible events that had just happened. I knew I was lying in a puddle of my own blood, but yet, I not only felt myself standing in the middle of a stone room surrounded by the light of a huge fire, I felt its heat. I was actually there, if only in my mind. I turned, seeing the room filled with screaming men and women chained with shackles, that my mind had never seen. They were begging in a language that I could not understand. In the center of the room there was a large stone table covered in dripping blood. Body parts covered the ground at its base, and tools of torture swung freely from a small stand at the foot. I had no sense of smell, but knew it had to be horrendous. Those who lived were thin at best, wearing tattered cloth for clothing, charred in color and hanging as if waiting to finally rot off. The dead lay piled in a gruesome mound, taunting those who they knew would soon join them. It was no more than a senseless bloodbath.

I heard the loud noise of metal, then laughter of a voice I knew all too well. I looked up to see first, a man in strange clothing walking down the wide stone steps. His hair was jet black and
pulled away from his face with a golden band, like an angles halo, twisted around it. His eyes were almost as black and outlined with a charcoal color that made fine, sharp points that ran back into his hair line. He wore nothing in the way of clothing, but a white wrap over his hips that were laced with a golden rope, and a pair of sandals. Both arms, as well as his neck, were overly adorned with jewels that I had never seen before. All were gold and silver, but strange in their shapes. Then she walked down behind him. Yvette. Laughing in the face of what lie in the depths of the hell that my mind had taken me to, and I hated her even more.
Renee
, I heard and thought she was speaking to me. Was I here now, and did she truly live once more?

“Renee? Can you hear me…please,” Brandon cried. “You can’t leave us too.”

“Brandon,” I replied in a harsh raspy voice.

“Oh God, Renee,” he said laying his head down on my chest.

The door swung open and Garvin came in carrying Johnny in his arms, with Derek and Tanda at his side. I closed my eyes and swallowed past the pain. The vision had faded, and I was grateful. The pain that had started to course its way through my body was a different story altogether. My limbs were beginning to feel like they were on fire and the pit of my stomach was like that of molten lava. I tried to curl onto my side, but Tammy held me firm. She told Garvin to get the others to one of the rooms on the second floor then come back and help her. I felt Brandon move away from me, but couldn’t open my eyes a second time to see. I could hear them moving about, but it was if they were in a dream far away from me. Derek was helping his brother, as Jacob helped his sister. I could hear Johnny crying out my name as Tanda tried to comfort him, then all went silent.

“We will help you through this,” a small voice said inside my mind.

Once again I was in a place that I did not know. It was a room with many open windows high from the earth’s floor. The stones that made up the walls were a good five feet across. The windows were long and oval in shape, and made with smaller stones than the walls. The light of the moon was all that gave the room enough illumination for me to see by. I stood there wondering why I had been taken to this place and as soon as the thought entered my mind, I knew. The door opened, and she walked in with the same man from before, wrapped in her arms with their lips locked in a lover’s embrace. They backed up to a bed that I had just noticed, falling with her on top of him.

“You have been a very trusting Master to leave your guard this night,” Yvette said to the strange man she now bed.

He moved her hair back from her face and began kissing her neck, while he fondled her breast. I watched as she pulled a white handled blade from the waist of her red silk gown, kissing him to keep him from paying attention to what her free hand was doing. Then she plunged it deeply into his chest. She then raised her head back and struck, sinking her fangs into his flesh and drained him. She stood watching as I was, as his body faded into ash. She laughed throwing her hands in the air, then rushed to door and disappeared. I woke to the sound of someone screaming. It was me. Tammy and Garvin were holding me down.

“We have to bind her or she will open her wounds back up,” Tammy said.

“She calms again,” Garvin replied looking down at me. “Renee, can you hear me?”

I nodded, fearful to use my own voice.

“Do you want to try and feed?”  I shook my head ‘no’ in response.

“How is the pain?” Tammy asked.

“Better,” I whispered.

“You have been out for several nights,” Garvin added.”

“What?” I said and tried to sit up.

“No…you need to rest,” Tammy ordered. “You’ve torn your wounds open every time they’ve started to heal.”

“Where are the others? Where are we?”

“Your brother is with Jacob and the others, he is well protected, and we are all on the second floor of the estate. Do you remember anything?” Tammy asked with concern showing in her eyes.

“I remember.”

“Then you know of Ashley and Bo?” Garvin said lowering his head.

“Yes,” I whispered, turning my head away from him.

“We buried them in the fashion of your custom. We did not know how long the power would ride your body. The others are doing the best that can be expected, but they so wish to hear good news about their maker.”

“What happened to me, Garvin? I saw things…I saw, Yvette.”

“You took her life by drinking her blood, Renee. She came into power, because she once took the life of a great Master…an ancient.”

“I know,” I replied, causing him and Tammy to lock gazes.

“Then you too, will have his,” Tammy added.

“I think I can sit up,” I said pulling on the side of the soft mattress that I was laying on.

“You must feed first. Your body is very weak, Renee. You have lost more blood then I have ever seen one of our kind lose without perishing,” Garvin replied. “I’ll give the word to your little ones that you have awakened, and then return with your meal.”

“Thank you, Garvin. Could you please tell them that I want to see them?”

“Of course.” Then he hurried out of the room.

“How’s Jessie?” I turned back to Tammy.

“She has healed, they all have…physically. Your other two, Derek and Brandon, will have to use time as their comfort, but I think when they find out that you’re going to be alright, their spirit will return, somewhat.”