The Two Kings (Afterlife Saga) (91 page)

“
That is not going to happen my dear, Draven is busy with the Witch and his friend has his hands
full with another of my little di
versions. S
o you see it is just you and me
, now M
..
O
..
V
..
E!”
He shouted at me and my head pounded every letter out to make the word. The curtain flew back and I dipped out from within it
s
protective shade. I saw the wall and my legs ran towards it without my help or control.
Once there
,
I leaned against it panting in both physical weakness and being scared out of my wits!

“
Good, now I need you to follow the wall along until you find a bac
k staircase, go down it and wait
until I tell you
otherwise
.
” I did as I was told and found a staircase where the walls were painted black making it more like a tunnel of doom. There were little neon lights along the floor so t
hat I could see enough to make
it down each step, then the faintest light could be seen under the door. I reached out for the handle when a pain so sharp and piercing
hit me,
it made me cry out and crumble to the floor. I was trying to catch my breath that was flowing out of me fast
er
than I could take it back.

“
NOT YET! I will tell you when to open the door!”
I managed to get back to my feet and wipe my tears away angrily with my sleeve. I hated not being in control and this was the worst kind!
At least if this person had shown himself then there would be somet
hing I could channel my anger at but now, all the moment gave me
was
an
anger towards myself for being
so damn
weak in this
other
world!

“
On the contrary my dear
,
your mind is extremely hard to control and if it wasn’t for the drugs
I
’ve been
put
ting
in your sys
tem I would not be able to be
controlling you now...Now get ready to move
.
”
I bra
ced my hands on the door ready as
instructed and now I could hear a heavy base line
had
just started up, I wondered if this
was
what he had been waiting for...

I had guessed right.

“
NOW!”
I squinted my eyes at the pain of his command and pushed the door open into the lower half of the club. When the first sights of people came
into view
,
I let out an
unheard scream. Every single person in the club was in their other form making this the scariest place on earth....a room full of monsters!

Everyone was going into
a frenzy for the band that was
n
ow playing and I guessed this
had been what everyone had been waiting to see. I had never seen so many visions all at once, the most I had seen together was three
,
back when I was
twelve
. They had
all
been at a park
,
all hu
d
dled together like
they were sharing a meal and when I g
ot closer I hadn’t been wrong. A
boy had been injured by falling off his bike and they seemed like they were
just
adults trying to help h
im. O
nly
I saw the truth
as they all sucked
in
a red glow from his body
,
making the little boy slump over more
,
exhausted. Then I didn’t know what they were doing to him but when I screamed out they all turned towards me and hissed.

I had told my m
other that I had been sick so
that I could hide in my room for days, fearing they would find me. Now I know they were feeding from the boy’s pain. But this was something different. It was like they were feeding from each other and getting the ultimate high from it!

The room’s low ceiling
was hidden in a fog of energy
and mangled bodies covered the floor. It was my idea of Hell
, pure and sim
ple Hell!

I pulled my hood up as instructed and tried to make myself invisible. Ever
y time a body got to
o
close I would
sink away terrified it would touch me. Wings of all kinds could be seen well above the heads of Demons, black, feathered, curled and pointed into deadly shards. Different materials, glass, wood and even plastic looked to have made up the most
un
usual ones.
Fangs, claws, weapons all shin
ed in the dim club
’s
lighting. But the faces were what haunted me now. Contorted faces, eyes where there shouldn’t have been eyes, teeth where there shouldn’t have been teeth
and other added bits of skin that was stretched or loose over misshapen bone.

One girl had
scales that flaked to the ground
like snow when she danced. Others extracted liquid in other orifices that looked painful to watch. I gagged as one man’s spit was dripping into another man’s mouth and was being lapped up like liquid gold. The smell was another thing making me want to vomit. Acid bile and rotting flesh filled my nostrils making me try everything but breathe.

However there were
n’t only Demons to be seen on the floor. Angels could be seen in bright glows that added more light in between the mass of figures. They had lighter coloured wings that always seemed bigger than the Demons. They were beautiful creatures, skin milky white or copper gold that looked fuelled by the absent sun.
They were also going wild for the music and showed off more skin with every twist or jump they performed to the beat. Some even started to rip their clothes off, so that naked bits could also show their excitement. I looked away not being able to take anymore until I heard Demonic laughter in my head.

“
What’s wrong my dear, the world you belong to
o
is a little less pleasing now you
’re far from your M
aster
’s bedchamber?
”
He mocked
and I wanted to cry. It was somewhat true, I was naive and now the world I found to be Draven’s was
even more
tainted.
There was no going back from this and I had no doubt this is what Draven had wanted to protect me from, but then why risk bring
ing
me here in the first place?

“
Stop!”
The voice shouted making my eyes water and blur. I did as instructed and sank back to the wall behind
.
Then I waited for what I recognised to be a diversion. Huge Angels were pushing their way through the crowd with ease and considering the crossed axes strapped to their backs I could un
derstand...these guys were seriously hard
core.
I watched them get to a group that had started to fight only instea
d of the usual pushing and fist
throwing
,
these guys were tearing chunks out of each other! One guy got half his face caved in and parts of his flesh were flung into the crowd. One girl even jumped up to catch a piece as if claiming a trophy from a concert. I gagged down sick at the sight
of her rubbing the flesh across her skin like it was some kind of new beauty product, leaving bloody smears
like markings on a tiger
.

The Angels had now dis
armed the group fighting and unshielded their weapons. They were holding them out
to the crowd as a warning, one aimed at the neck of the Demon that must have started the whole thing. He was an odd shape, with extremely long legs and a skinny waist but his upper half looked as solid as a tree trunk with arms that reached the floor and hands that curled up like iron spades.

The crowd was parting again and when I saw a scarred bear head emerge
,
I couldn’t
help but scream at the sight of
my new friend. The
scream didn’t go unnoticed and a
voice screamed in my mind making me double over and hold my head in my hands.

“
MOVE
NOW
!!!!”
My legs started running to a
door I could barely see through my tear filled eyes and this wasn’t only down to the pain. The memory of Leivic’s true form was
strictly
frightening. He was indeed a bear but one that had
been severely
tortured. It was like a bear had been set alight and survived
the ordeal
.

He had no fur but just fleshy skin that had scarred into congealed groups. Like a melted plastic bottle
,
only skin coloured. And then there was the scar that cut across his body from what looked like
it nearly cut him in two. His eyes had turned into large black holes with a small white light that could be seen from deep within. Those white lights had found my face when I had called out and now I could hear the urgency in my
captor
’
s
voice.

We had been discovered and I
just prayed it wasn’t too late.

Too late to be saved....

Chapter 40

Draven’s Wrath.

I got flung through the door and it took me a minute to realise that it wasn’t down to mind control. Now there were hands that had pushed my back into the opening and when I squinted because of the sunshine I knew we were in a sort of alleyway at the side of the club. I looked up to see we were sandwiched between the two warehouses and now we weren’t alone.

“That didn’t go to plan Agnomen, they now know we have the girl, we must hurry!” The Angel in front of me was talking to the one
behind, who had hold of me
. I looked to see that pure hate filled the eyes of the Angel as he glared deep into me. He was handsome
,
as all the rest were
,
but his evil mind did show its ugly head.

His eyes were almost
as
white as the anger that flashed through and his hair was cut short, close to his skull. The blue fitted suit he wore didn’t look cut out for fighting but I could still see the muscles flexing under his jacket.
The one major difference to this Angel was his wings or more like the lack of, as his were missing.

“You said the drug would last
,
Kokabiel
,
but she alerted them, I could no longer control her!” Again the voice behind me spoke to a man
standing
in the shadows. He didn’t want to come forward
, almost as if
he was hiding from me. And that
name...where had I heard it before
?

“She has been drinking it for days, I was not aware of her power to block us from her mind. I have still done what was asked of me!” A demonic voice spoke from the shadows, one I hadn’t heard before but seeing as I hadn’t heard many, other than Draven’s, then it could have been anyone. There was one thing now that I was almost certain of...There was a traitor at Afterlife!  

I wasn’t given long to think about it as I was now being pushed forward into the street where Draven’s car still sat. I wished
,
more than ever
,
that I was sat in there now, all safe and encased within its strong bodywork
,
but fingertips digging into my arms when I tried to resist, brought me quickly back
,
like whiplash.

“Do not make me hurt you girl, my master would not be pleased
!
” He whispered down in my ear
,
making me flinch and a shiver crept up my back from the memory of having him in my head.

“
Galizur
,
bind her hands, that should stop her struggles
.
” He then pushed my arms forward and the suited Angel named Galizur walked towards me with a sadistic grin plastered to his features.

“With my pleasure
!
” The words snake
d
out of his mouth like venom and I shudder
ed
as he touched
me. He then produced a pair of thick steel clamps
like s
hackles, engraved in symbols I didn’t understand and fastened
them on my wrists making me wince at the feel of heavy metal against bone. He touched one of the symbols and they started to flame red like heated metal. Then they began to move slowly at first. I watched on as they picked up speed, circling around the width of my wrist until I heard a hissing
noise,
signaling
that they were
locked securely.