the roof of the elevator. I then jumped and caught the edge of the hole. I pulled myself up as blood dripped down my legs and back onto the floor beneath me. Dorin lay on his back and I slid over to him and shook him.
“I need you to help me. We have to climb. We have to Dorin, or we die. We die right here and everything you did, everything we have ever done, will be for nothing.”
He fluttered his eyes and I grinned and jerked him up as I moaned and felt the wound in my back aching. It was not getting any better and with each minute I felt a little bit weaker. It angered me and I pressed on as I forced Dorin’s hands to the rusty metal rope that bound the elevator.
“Climb,” I said to him as he barely nodded and gripped it as firmly as he could. He started to pull himself up and then dropped back down onto the roof of the elevator and stared up at me.
“Go…Halo, go,” he said and I dropped down next to him and took his hand in mine.
“No. You fucking fight Dorin. Get up and fight with me.”
He reached up and touched my cheek. His hand feeling warmer to my skin and I knew that could not be good in anyway. I grabbed it and held it tightly with my blood stained hand.
“If this is my end let it be a noble death. I have freed you and that was my only intention.” I shook my head ‘no’ and then let his hand go. I reached in and grabbed a small piece of the shattered mirror from the top of the elevator and held it up to the side of my neck. His eyes widened as I cut the side of my neck and blood started to flow heavily from it. I reached up and felt the warmth of it leaving me and then looked back at him.
“Drink and find your strength. Drink now,” I said to him as I fell onto my back and felt dizzy. My vision blurred as Dorin cried out and rolled over, pushing himself up and staring at the amount of blood leaving me.
“I am dying. Drink now,” I said to him.
“You fucking foolish girl,” he said as he dropped to my neck and bit into me and started to drink. I arched my back as he took as much as he could very quickly. It felt strange at first and then my eyes closed and my thoughts went far away to a place I wished existed; one of a beautiful field of flowers in bloom, blue sky and sweet smells lingering in the air, one of no death, no fire, no pain. I looked up and saw a man standing there, his hair blue and almost matching that of the sky. And he turned, holding a boy in his arms and I saw Jet, his expression that of joy as was my own. It was a nothing but hope, something I had not felt in quite some time and if it were only true…if only.
I suddenly screamed as the vision faded and my back arched with the burning pain that ripped through me. My body twisted and turned as Dorin rose and had done the only thing he could have. He shared his venom with me as my heart had begun to stop and true death was calling me home.
“Forgive me,” he said as he wiped his mouth and scooped me up, quickly climbing up the rusty rope until he reached the top and jerked the doors open. Just as he tossed me through, he let go and pulled himself up. The metal snapped and he watched as the elevator dropped into the blackness and severed the one tie that bound the Hound to Hell.
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Gunner stood in the moonlight with Jack and they nodded to each other as the pact they shared was now solid. Jack would be bringing his army to fight alongside the Hellhounds and Gunner knew his next move had to be making the vampires share their one view. Moxy came running up to Jack and whispered into his ear as Jack stood up straight and looked at Gunner.
“You need to return to your home.”
Gunner narrowed his eyes and looked at Moxy.
“Your mate is home,” she said to him as Gunner started to run from the roof and down through the stairwell. Tercia, Ari and Finna stood waiting