in one wing and an office. The kitchen was very large but not used due to the owners tastes, of course. The place was grand and all the woodwork and much of the furniture was dated back to the early years of the home.
It once was a working plantation ran by some of Doc’s ancestors. I had seen many pictures of them all over the house. I also learned Lydia and Andrew were married here many years ago. Vincent also once lived here as well in his early days as a vampire (that was disturbing). Doc had sealed off the bedroom he used after he banished him from the coven.
The wing was the east wing, and nobody ever went there, the rooms had not been used in over 50 years. I tried to sleep but heard so many noises it was hard. The house was old, so hearing creaks and a sound was not unusual and the rain was causing the old wood to swell Doc told us. I couldn’t help but feel uneasy though, I strained to hear well. It sounded like hushed voices and movement.
I slipped out of Will’s arms slowly so I wouldn’t wake him. I had to make sure nothing was going on and see where those noises were coming from. I wished as I opened the door I had grabbed my robe, this house was freezing. My frog pj’s weren’t the warmest thing in the world to be wearing. I slowly shut the bedroom door and tip toed down the mile long hallway. I froze when I heard voices one floor below me near the stairway.
“You go up and get him, and bring him back down here. Use the chloroform or he will yell and wake up the entire house.” I froze in terror, someone was in the house, and was coming up here.
“Leave the girl for Leo, he wants to kill her himself. I heard he’s going to make it brutal. I would love to get to watch that.” Another male voice said, a chill ripped through me as that voice seemed familiar to me. I couldn’t breathe; this was it right here right now. The attack Doc and Pratt had feared was happening right now.
I had to stop it, I was the only one who knew and could save the coven now. I ran back to Will’s room thank full for my new vampire speed. I slipped into the room and jumped into my jeans and a sweater. I grabbed the skeleton key to Will’s bedroom, slipped back into the hallway, and locked his door to keep him safe.
I had to make it to Doc or Roth’s room and warn them. I had to alert the house without letting the intruders know I knew they were here. I ran into Roth’s room thankful he didn’t lock his door. I was speechless when I saw a big black coffin in the middle of the room. The only other furniture in the room was a dresser with old black and white photos on it and some books. He jumped up when he heard me walking close to his bed or casket or whatever.
“Roth?”
“What!” He snapped seeing the shocked look on my face as I stared at his coffin. “I’m old school ok; it keeps me warmer than a bed… alright.” He grumbled.
“Oh…. whatever.” I whispered quietly. “I think some of the Dark coven is in the house. I heard voices down stairs.”
“What?” He jumped up still in his jeans, but no shirt. “Damn, this is bad, hang on let me grab a shirt.” I watched him dash to his closet and follow me to the door.
“You go back to Will’s room and lock the door behind you. I will gather the others, first I will get Doc and Pratt. Those pieces of crap aren’t getting Will, you or anybody else.” I went right to Will’s room as Roth ran back down the hall to Doc’s bedroom.
I nearly dropped the key as my hands shook as I was trying to unlock it. I quickly went inside; terrified those creeps down stairs might try to follow me in the room. I saw Will was still asleep and began to tip toe into the room. I didn’t get a chance to pass Will’s bed before I felt a hand yank me down to the floor. I got the wind knocked out of me and coughed, someone held me down.
“Don’t you die?” An all too familiar voice asked me.