Izzie dropped her head down a little more and picked up the pace, noticing Cassius doing the same in front of her. She pretended not to hear them, but then came the unmistakable sound of boots pounding against the tile floor as one of the guards came after them.
"Just keep moving, Cas," Izzie instructed in a whisper, knowing that no one but Cassius would be able to hear her, "Turn left at the end of the hall and keep walking until you reach a grey door on your left. It's a storage room, wait for me in there."
He didn’t turn to her or even nod his head he just kept walking so she had to trust that he had heard and understood what she wanted him to do.
"Stop!" the guard bellowed behind her. She took a breath before turning to face him, surprised by how close he wa
There was a silence before a sting and then it was quickly followed by an ache as she felt the blood began to leave her wrist. It was nowhere near as painful as when the other vamp had attacked her, but it was still uncomfortable and unpleasant. She felt her arm begin to shake and feel numb, but Cassius other hand came up to support it and steadied her. Izzie just closed her eyes, trying to take herself off to a happy place as she had done before. It would be over soon if she could just think of something else.Failing to find a happy place she trained her mind back to the task at hand.Getting the hell out of here.She had the main route already planned out in her head, along with a couple of back-up ones but they were only shaky at best. She was banking on getting t
The end was in sight.Never in her life had she been so excited to see that green 'fire exit' sign. Cassius was still in step behind her and they had picked up the pace considerably without breaking into an all out run. There was still a chance that they could be spotted by people coming out of the offices.She half expected something to go horribly wrong, like having someone grab them at the last moment, or to find that the door was chained shut or wouldn't open for whatever reason.In reality, nothing happened.Izzie reached the door and pushed on the handle and it sprung open. It wasn't even alarmed like some of the other fire doors in the building. It couldn't have gone better and Izzie found
Izzie kept her foot to the floor the entire way, constantly checking in the rear-view mirror to see if they were being followed. It was quite surprising that she didn't attract any police attention, though she was pretty sure she had been caught by a few speed cameras along the way. It didn't matter as the guild would be the one to foot the bill though, not her, Frederick may be a bit pissed with the extra points on his licence though, not that she cared much. Cassius stayed down with the dust cover over him to protect him from the suns rays.
"Jake?" Izzie whimpered.The whole room fell into an eerie silence as she looked at this ghost of Jake. His skin was almost snow white and even his lips looked a faint shade of blue. There was a stillness to him that frightened her and convinced her of the worst. Izzie crept forward, side-stepping Cassius' feeble attempt to stop her. It just seemed to get worst the closer she got. The puncture wounds on his neck looked old but were still open They didn’t appear to be bleeding, well - not much anyway. Whereas the wounds on her wrist that had been made only an hour or so ago had already pretty much healed.She couldn't see any rise or fall of his chest which was equally concerning and she could already feel the tears welling up in her eyes."Jake?" it only c
Izzie didn't even know how long she'd been driving but the sun had begun to set on the horizon. She was headed in no particular direction other than away. The whole time she couldn't help but feel the guilt of stealing a dead man's truck. She knew she shouldn't think of it that way, but she couldn't help it. It was bittersweet to be sat here where he used to sit. It still smelled like him which was equal parts as comforting as it was saddening. Things would never be the same without him."Where are we heading?" Cassius asked from the backseat, finally breaking the silence as he sat up. He was wrapped in Izzie's throw that he had grabbed off of the couch and used to cover himself while running to the car. He did look rather hilarious all snuggled up in a huge black velvety bundle with only his pale face visible beneath the heavy material, it was a welcome distraction from the pain she fel
It was a relief when Izzie finally pulled into a parking space. Her ass had gone numb long ago and her arms, feet and back were aching from the long drive. Her stomach growled loudly again at the thought of food. Cassius had exited the vehicle and was already opening her door for her. She smiled at him in thanks and took his hand for stability as she hopped out of the truck, shutting the door behind her and swiftly locking it. She tossed the keys to Cassius, happy for him to take the reins after this rest stop. He caught them effortlessly, tucking them into his pants pocket. The car park of the store was pretty empty, but then again it was getting late. She glanced up, blinded by the bright neon sign that read Hallywell's.A supermarket.Not her first choice of stop but it had been the first place they had seen along the way and s
"I just don't understand why he would run," Cassius shook his head as they made their way back to the truck. The car park was now even emptier than before, which would have been a little eerie if Cassius hadn't have been right at the side of her. "Everyone has their reason, Cas," Izzie tried to reason with him. It became apparent as they had been checking out that the way Tristan had acted had really gotten to him. He had been quiet and in his own world up until now."But he's the heir for that branch of our family," he replied, "He and I were to take over at the same time, work together." He seemed really disheartened about it. It had never occurred to Izzie that Cassius might actually have wanted to take over from his father. Hopefully not to continue the horrendous acts that he was committing, but to take over as head of the family. Tristan recoiling from him had really hurt him even though Izzie hadn't seen it at the time."He was like
"Isabelle," Cassius' hushed voice stirred her from her nightmare plagued sleep, and her eyes fluttered open. The images of Jake's pale lifeless body started to fade as her gaze met Cassius'. He gave her one of his heartbreaker smiles before he leant down and placed a kiss on her forehead.Wait...Leant down?She looked around with dawning realisation that they weren't in the truck anymore. She was lying flat on a velvety green couch, with her head propped up by a pillow. There was her throw Cassius had used to cover himself in the truck draped over her as a blanket. Once Cassius got up to move away she got a better view of the room. It was beautifully decorated in deep green, black and white and everything was colour coordinated, all the way down to the light shades. The main wall featured a large wood-burning fireplace with a black marble hearth, and with an exquisitely carved dark oak mantle. The wall w
That's the last of it," Jake commented as she stood up holding yet another dustpan full of broken glass. He had personally tidied up most of the destruction in the living room. Cassius had helped a little where he could but had grown tired very quickly and needed to sit down. Neither male would let her or Esther help in the cleaning up, though Esther didn't seem overly concerned by that. Izzie, however, had begun to feel better and wanted to help but they insisted that she continue to rest until they were sure she was fully healed. Right now, she was snuggled up on Cassius' lap with her head leaning on his shoulder while his strong arms wrapped around her like a safety blanket. His leant his head on hers while they both watched Jake finish up the cleaning. Esther had long since disappeared into the kitchen, lord knows what she was doing but Izzie didn't care much as long as she was away from her. "Is there anything we can use to patch up that window?" Cassius asked as a shiver ran th
It was cold.Very cold.There's was nothing around but darkness.'Am I - am I dead?' Izzie thought and it seemed to echo in the vast void around her as if she had spoken aloud. She felt light as if she was made of no more than air. She was just kind of there, floating in the black.She must be dead.This was not what she expected death to be.She didn't know exactly what she had expected.Pain and suffering.
Vanessa didn't have time to react. A scream had just started to escape her lungs when the bullet hit. Given her strange angle over Izzie Jake hadn't managed to shoot anything vital, probably through fear of hitting Izzie, but it had been enough for Vanessa to fall away from Izzie.Izzie watched as Vanessa fell to the ground, holding her side as the blood began to ooze from it. Izzie saw the burn of the silver begin to smoke in her side, but if it was the same thing that had hit Cassius then she could still have a lot of life in her yet."Izzie!" Jake called, and she looked over just in time to see him kick her dagger back towards her. The blade slid elegantly across the floor, coming right for her and she instinctively put out her hand to catch it. It was almost like fate as the ha
Izzie spit out a mouthful of blood from what she hoped was Vanessa's final attack. She lay crumpled on the floor unable to move from the agony that she felt. Bones were broken and possibly a ruptured organ or two. Moving hurt, her insides hurt, her outsides hurt, hell, even breathing hurt.It appeared that vampy Barbie wasn't just a pretty face.She was an entire cold plastic bitch, through and through.Izzie had never been one to give up, but right now, death would be welcome. She forced her head up, her gaze locking on Cassius one more time as she felt Vanessa approaching behind her, getting ready to deliver the final blow.Those sad steel
Bang!The scream of agony came almost instantly as the shot was fired.
Jake was...Jake was a vampire...How?When?When she'd last seen him he'd been...She was in shock.She was unsure if this was better or worse than her zombie nightmare.Had that been a premonition?Vampires were technically be classed as walking corpses so her nightmare hadn't been far wrong, he was just a little less decomposed.Frankly, he was terrifying.Her best friend was leering over her, trying to fight his way to her throat with a crazed look in his eye as his bloodlust was taking over. New turns or fledgelings could be some of the most dangerous vampires. They hadn't learned to control their hunger yet and instinct would take over them. A fledgeling couldn't control how much they took either and almost every feed ended in death. When the blood lust took over they wouldn't even bat an eye at killing their own mother as long as they sated that hunger.There was a
Izzie's heart raced as she stared at the window. Even though she couldn't actually see out of it she just had this gut feeling that there was someone on the other side staring back. She didn't dare look away. She kept her gaze on the window as she started to back away from it, sidestepping her way towards to bedroom. She kept her eyes fixated on the dark beyond the window the entire time that she moved.Once at th
"What shall we do?" Cassius questioned from where he lay sprawled out across the couch. Izzie was sitting in the large armchair adjacent to him, curled up in her thick black blanket. She was currently in a food coma, with a belly being full to bursting. Cassius had really gone all out with her 'night-time breakfast'.She had only expected one, possibly two omelettes. Not only was there a cheesy omelette cooked to perfection, but he had also done her a side of bacon, toast and fried mushrooms. It was heavenly and she had cleaned the plate, even after her stomach had begun to protest that it was full. It had been just far too good to waste.She just shrugged in response. She was still heavily pregnant with her food baby and had just been happily enjoying his company. The thought of having
"Cas," Izzie mumbled sleepily, prodding him in the chest. He didn't even stir. She still found it so unnerving when he was asleep. The lack of breathing and heartbeat always made her fear her was dead. On the flip side though, he looked so peaceful. His dark hair was getting long and was scruffed up from a morning of fun with some strands draping down over his thick lashes. No lines furrowed his perfect face and he looked even younger when he was asleep.Not that she k