The Two Kings (Afterlife Saga) (92 page)

As soon as they had
me bound
,
they start
ed
to pull me roug
hly towards a black van that had
its side door open ready. I knew that as soon as they had me in that van
,
then that would be it for me, there would be no escape.

I started to panic ins
ide, because
up until now I had still be
en
waiting for Draven to come ou
t and rescue me. But now my true
predicament was hitting me like a cold hard slap across the face. They were going to take me...

I started to pull my weight backwards and tried to move in a twisting motion towards the ground
but no matter how much I dug
my feet
in, they
just drag
ged
my body. My panic was setting in and I could feel my breathing quickly accelerate to a point close to hyperventilating.  

“LET ME GO!” I screamed out
,
as it f
elt as though
the drug was wearing off allowing me access to more of my own functions but in doing so my oxygen was nearly spent. 

“Well,
look who found her voice!
Galizur
,
gag the bitch if you please
!
” Galizur let go of my bound hands and pulled a bit of cloth from out of his pocket and started to twist it tightly but before he could get it around my mouth I screamed out in one last attempt at saving myself.

“DRAVEN!!!!” I used every last shred of breath in my lungs to call out his name and I was soon panting into the cloth tied like rope in my open mouth. I gagged and coughed, soon soaking the material. They seem
ed
to panic after my outburst because now instead of pulling and pushing me to the van I had been lifted up unde
r a strong arm and was being hurried
towards the open door.

“Get her out of here
,
NOW! We don’t have much time
.
” After that I was thrown into the van and l
anded painfully on my side, knocking
the wind out of me. I gripped with my hands and pushed with my feet to right myself but all I got was a foot
pressed
on my ribs to keep me down. I looked on through blurry eyes as I saw the daylight disappearing as the van door was sliding home.

I moaned at the sight and the foot on my chest applied more weight. Then the sound of doors slamming on either side told me everyone was inside and when the engine started, I knew that was the end of my chances. I couldn’t stop the over flow of heavy tears as I had lost all my hope and was giving into the realization that I had been kidnapped for the third time in my life!

“WE
’
RE TOO LATE, LOOK!” One of the Demons shouted just before a blood curdling roar was heard
,
that was so loud it made the van rattle and my ears pop. The foot released me and moved to the front window.

“
Agnomen
,
you have failed.
I will inform our Master of your incompetence
.
” Galizur had been the one in the back with me and now his expensive, black dress shoes weren’t keeping me down
,
I could see everything that was happening. I sat up against the side of the van and saw Galizur in between the front seats blaming the one called Agnomen about what was happe
ning now. What was happening, I did
n’t know but whatever it was had everyone terrified.

“You traitorous snake! I will have your head for this Galizur!” Agnomen spat out his words but I still couldn’t see what he looked like
,
as he never looked back.

“I very much doubt that
,
but one thing I am certain...he will most definitely have YOURS!” He pointed forward and as all eyes followed they found
Hell’
s fury in the demonic form of their King
...Draven!

After that, Galizur disappear
ed into a bright light leaving
a void allowing me to see what the others were all watching.

“DRIVE DAMN YOU!” Agnomen screamed out making the van wheel
s
spin into life. Draven stood
,
arms crossed
,
in the path of the accelerating van and didn’t even flinch. The purple energy flamed around his body and back along his huge wingspan. They were out and double the width of the van
that was heading
his way. I wanted to shout
“
get out of the way
”
but no words reached my lips in time.

Just as machine and body were to impact
,
Draven produced a large glowing blade from within his arm and moved gracefully to
the side as the van went past. The purple
flaming blade
,
the length of me, sliced throu
gh one side, making a long jagged opening
from the sliding door to the back end. It cut through the metal as though it was
a
razor to paper. The van swerved to the side and turned back on its self after the wheels on one side lifted off the ground. Draven was once again in the centre of the windscreen and mingled voices of panic drowned out the sound of the engine. Meanwhile
,
I had been flung about in the back
, like a ship on
stormy seas, hitting my head on the wheel arch. Soon I could feel the thin trickle of blood running down my cheek.

This time Draven took long strides toward us and Agnomen opened his door and rolled out just as the van accelerated again. Coward!

Draven’s sword went back into his body, up his arm to its home. He then motioned with his hand towards the van causing the front of the vehicle to start flying
through the air in pieces
. The engine spluttered and then stopped just before it got to him. Another flick of his hand had the windscreen cracking and then in one large section it flew outwards and past Draven to smash on the ground behind him causing an eruption of glass.

The d
river panicked at seeing this and started to scramble to get in the back with me. He was also an Angel
,
but with the terrified look on his face
,
he looked more human than I did. There was no glow, no Angelic eyes of pearly white, j
ust the look of a man who
knew he was soon to die. In fact, the only reason I knew he was an Angel
,
was the pair of wings on his back that were pinned to his body so that he could crawl through the seats.
There were
still bits coming out of the van like splinters from a wood cutter, flying through the air past Draven as he walked closer towards us. His eyes were erratic as though searching for me. He saw the Angel scurrying in the back and he nodded to something I couldn’t see.

Then the earthquake started,
or
what I thought was an earthquake. The van started to rock and vibrate
with
some kind of impact. The rip down the side of the door started to open further until two great Demonic claws could be seen. The razor tipped hands hooked around the opening and started to peel away at the door, making me feel like a sardine in a can.

The door rolled back until a
colossal Demonic bear stood in it
s
opening. I didn’t even notice it had started raining until I saw the water glistening from its scarred tissue, making it all the more frightening. Leivic seemed to see me through his human eyes and for a moment I thought I saw regret in them. Maybe it was down to the utter fear he saw in mine, which brought on instant guilt on my part. Whatever the feeling behind them it passed quickly as the Angel took the moment to his advantage and grabbed the curved blade from his back. He began to come towards me, weapon in hand.

The action granted him another mighty roar that
shattered the rest of the windows
. Leivic seemed to let the anger seethe through him and conclude
d
his actions from it. He reached o
ut and wrapped a claw around the Angel’s
ankle just before he could reach me. I looked on in horror as the terrified eyes got further away from me as his body was dragged from the mangled van.
I almost felt sorry for him, until I saw the deadly looking blade slip from his fingers and quickly dropped that thought.

Leivic pulled the body out effortlessly and once clear
,
he threw him sideways toward the closest warehouse. He flew upwards like the wind that catches a paper bag and smashed into the building as though made of bricks. He then fell to the ground in a broken mess of feather
s
and bones. He started to crawl but to where I didn’t know. One wing was dragging along behind him all broken and twisted. Blood p
umped from the part it connected to his back, which
was now open and oozing.

I soon realized why he was desperately trying to drag himself back this way...

Draven was coming.

That powerful frame, aflame with pure hate was walking this way and with me in his sights, he looke
d as though the power would rip
him apart, bursting out and destroying everything with it.
He got closer to the A
ngel that was still painfully pulling his slaughtered body inch at a time across the watered ground. The heavens were still pouring down, making the puddles around him turn into miniature rivers of blood.

Now
I actually
did feel
sorry for him.

He turned his head up and was about to protest but Draven without even looking down speared him like a guillotine with one floor length sword that shot out of his arm so quickly it caused my eyes to blur. The Angel twitched around the blade as its body was trapped to the wet, cemented road. He
tried with
one last attempt to move but with a swift twist of his wrist the blade turned inside his body and the Angel stopped moving. I wasn’t sure if he
had killed him, as I didn’t know
if you could even kill Angels
,
but at a guess I would have said that he looked pretty dead to me. As soon as the movement was made and Draven withdrew his sword back into his arm, I turned my head and closed my eyes, trying in vain to get the image out of my mind.

When I looked back Draven was by the torn doors of the van next to Leivic who was about to help me out. Draven put a strong hand on the bear
’
s arm and said in an aggravated stern voice
,

“Leave her
to me
! Go and find the other one and bring him back to me...
alive
!” The word alive was said through gritted teeth and very little controlled anger. His friend just nodded and withdrew his hand from Draven’s grasp. Draven turned his face away from mine and said
,

“Remember, I want him alive
,
Leivic...I need answers
.
” I knew what that meant and the word torture came to mind. Again
,
I closed my eyes to get the sight of Draven’s idea of justice out of my head. I couldn’t help but scream at the feel of someone touching my leg.

“Keira
.
” Was all he said
,
but it was soft enough to get me to look at him. He was right in front of me, so close I could feel his breath as he spoke. It was smooth and calming but I still flinch
ed
as he touched me.

He looked hurt
,
but didn’t stop as he put
h
is arms around me and lifted me from the van. I had been huddle
d
in the back with my knees up close to my chest as though trying to protect myself. I must have looked like a small frightened child...
Hell
, who was I kidding, I felt like one!

He held me so close to his chest I could feel his heart pumping through my own body. Loud and strong, beating his anger around his Demon ignited blood
so that
the only thing on his mind was revenge. I wanted to touch his face, to soothe him some way but I was scared. I didn’t know of anything that would bring him down from this rage. His breathing was that of a man that was controlling something deep within him and the flex in his jaw every time he looked at me told me he was not happy about what he saw there. The bleeding from my head had stopped and now was nothing but a crusty red mark down my face. My eyes felt sore and puffy from many outbursts of sobbing and for some reason I couldn’t get my hands to stop shaking.

“It is the e
ffects of the drugs in your system, it will pass
.
” He said quietly and I realized that he could hear my thoughts. No wonder, thanks to the drugs
,
he could probably control me as well.