Taken

The Warehouse

When I awoke I looked around; my hands and ankles were bound in chains onto a chair. I now paid attention to my surroundings; we were in a warehouse that smelled of urine and homeless people. There seemed to be docks close by, I could hear water the water crashing up against wood and the floor was cold, very cold concrete; I heard footsteps walking towards me and looked up, a hand came at me fast and slapped me roughly, almost had to spit out blood. “Stupid wench” I cried silently and looked towards Kalona and Lestat. They were badly beaten and both stabbed multiple times “Please leave them alone” The killer laughed in my face and hit me again.

-Lestat-

“Please, stop hurting her. She’s pregnant” Kalona looked surprised and more determined to get her out of this situation, the killer smirked “Oh is she now?” He/she walked to Akami and growled something in her ear which freaked her out because she started to shake her head no and cry. Then they walked over to Kalona ‘Please tell me he isn’t going to do this’ the killer slashed across Kalona’s neck, letting his crimson blood flow down onto the floor. I pulled at the ropes but the ropes were made with strings of garlic into it. I couldn’t get out or use my inhuman strength. Neither could Kalona. I yelled at them “Please don’t leave that baby without a father!” They laughed, “Akami! Say a spell! The ropes can’t hurt you!”

-Akami-

My thoughts were jumbled, I couldn’t think but I had to act fast “Guerir!” Kalona began to heal slowly but it looked as though I was too late. I cried and cried until I heard a low and pained voice say “Don’t cry, I’m alive” I now cried with happiness and let my head hang down.

-Kalona-

I weakly looked up at the kidnapper, they looked angry at Akami but I kept trying to get them to focus on me. The killer walked into the light and we could see he was a scruffy man, middle aged, and muscular. He looked very dangerous. He also looked like Lestat, a lot. “Lestat is that your dad?” He nodded. I knew Lestat’s dad, he was a war veteran of 2 different wars, taken many bullets and was most certainly hot tempered. I squirmed weakly in my chair trying to get to Akami but, he stopped me by stabbing a knife into my chest which made me gasp in pain and cry Akami’s name. She looked at me “Kill me! Please kill me!” Lestat’s dad laughed again and looked towards her “I want you to watch as I kill all your loved ones, including my own son. He abandoned our laws and dated a witch. That’s unforgiveable”

-Lestat-

I started to laugh and looked at my dad “You done playing the big bad boss? Untie me now” My father walked to me and untied my hands and feet, I got up and stretched “I was convincing wasn’t I? Getting thrown in the van, letting you gives me a few injuries and even tolerating a few tears” Kalona and Akami looked at me in shock. I smirked. “Did you really think that he could’ve done this alone?” They nodded and I laughed “My dad is afraid of his son so no he couldn’t do it alone, I planned everything. To a tee.
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Guerir is French for heal, for magic stories I always use french for the spells.