Vampire Royalty - Chapter 11

It was as if he didn't even care if I died or not. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. What was going on?
*Skye's POV*

The two brothers glared at each other, shooting murderous looks that dripped with acid. A lopsided smile appeared on Elijah's perfect, yet cruel face, his luminous green eyes sparkling eerily under the dimly lit room.
"My, my, if it isn't my little brother," he sneered, his voice sounding all scratchy.
Jace's grip on the hem of Elijah's coat tightened.
"Did you really think you could get away with kidnapping Skye?" Jace growled, his voice deep and rough.

I bit my lip nervously as I blinked away my tears. I pushed myself up so that I was standing on both feet, anxious thoughts flying through my mind.
"There's no need to raise you voice, Jonathan. Look, we can handle this situation the way two mature vampire royals would," Elijah continued with his slithery voice.
Jace's fists started to shake, as if he were having an extremely hard time of keeping his anger inside.
"Don't you dare call me Jonathan," he spat, furious.

Elijah's sick grin widened.
"Look, we can either do this the hard way, or the easy way," he murmured, as if the situation were perfectly normal. "If you ask me, I really do prefer the easy way. Don't you agree?"

I widened my eyes as I found myself staring at Jace's back. A bright blue aura surrounded him, flickering with dangerous flames. Grabbing Elijah by the hem of his coat, Jace swung around at lightning speed, smashing Elijah onto the hard marble ground. When I finally saw Jace's face, I felt my heart quicken at the sight of those newly transformed dark blue eyes. Elijah slowly pushed himself up in less than a second, an eerie red aura surrounding him. His green eyes were now a deep shade of crimson red, sending chills down my spine as I remembered that was exactly the way he had looked when he kidnapped me. He grinned in a way that made me feel utterly uncomfortable, his red eyes glowing as he cracked his knuckles.

"I see, you want to play with me," he hissed, his sharp fangs completely visible. "Wrong choice!"

I took in a sharp breath, remembering how close Elijah had been to curing me and bonding me to him forever. Before I even knew it, the two brothers had begun to circle each other, reminding me of two predators that were ready to pounce any second. Elijah lashed out, a bright red flame appearing at the tips of his fingers as he attempted to throw a punch at Jace. Jace's hand shot out, easily catching Elijah's hand, blocking the attack just in time. The two vampires growled at each other, baring their fangs, hissing. That's when their movements started to speed up, by a lot. I widened my eyes, my mouth dropping open. Their movements had become so fast that all I could see were just blurry shapes and the only thing I could feel was the sharp blasting wind that blew by me as they zoomed past me. I clenched my fists, gritting my teeth as I stood there helplessly. I felt so utterly useless. I really wanted to help Jace, but I couldn't, not when my strength was like an ordinary human's. When my eyes traveled back to the brothers, I found them apart, both of their hands glowing with bright, threatening flames. Elijah smirked, narrowing his blood-red eyes.

"Not bad, little brother. You've improved in your fighting skills," he sneered, "not that you're good enough for my level yet."
A deep growl escaped from Jace's throat, and the bright blue flames that flickered around his hands grew even brighter. His arm shot up, sending a blue fireball towards Elijah. The flames hit him in his left arm, leaving a dark blue mark. Elijah swore under his breath, definitely angry.
"Who's the one talking now?" Jace snarled.

Elijah snapped his fingers, sending out bright red bolts, and the next thing I knew was that the entire room was in a huge mess of flames. I shifted away from the warmth, slowly edging towards the wooden table. That's when an idea clicked in my mind. I grabbed the table hastily and smashed it against the wall, cringing at the sound of the wood crackling into several pieces. I then took a leg of the smashed table, looking it over to make sure the edges were sharp. I whipped my head around just in time to find the two brothers grappling with each other, both their hands shining in the blue and red auras.

"Jace!" I yelled, loud enough to get his attention.
He looked up at me, his eyes still in the fierce blue color. In a swift motion I tossed the leg towards him. He threw a quick punch at his brother, earning enough time to catch the leg. Elijah widened his eyes, as if realizing what was about to happen.
"You son of a-" He snarled but never completed the sentence.
Jace had already driven the wooden stick through Elijah's chest, creating crackling noises as the stick was shoved past his rib and into his heart. Elijah let out a gasp, and with that he crumpled onto the ground. Elijah clutched his wound, his face twisted in agony.

"You will regret doing this Jonathan," he spat, his voice hoarse and barely audible.
Jace looked at his brother, frowning as if he felt slightly guilty about what he had done. That's when Elijah's blood-red eyes suddenly snapped their attention to me. Despite the injury, he still managed to give me one of his lopsided smiles that sent chills down my spine.
"Think he really cares about you?" He croaked, breaking off into a coughing fit.
I felt my eyebrows furrow. What was that supposed to mean?
"Don't keep your hopes up," he wheezed, "He only cares about your ancestor."
"What are you talking about?" I demanded, utterly confused.

Too late. His eyes were already shut, his body no longer moving. Jace's face remained expressionless, but I knew that deep down, he was shaking with fury about what Elijah had said.
"Is he dead?" I asked anxiously, curling my hands into tight fists.
Jace shook his head grimly. "This will only paralyze him for a few hours."
I let out a sigh of relief, glad that Jace hadn't been hurt. He zoomed over to me, his eyes growing back to its usual crystal blue color. He wrapped his arms around me immediately, embracing me in a tight yet comforting hug. I buried my head into his coat, closing my eyes as I breathed in his scent.

"Skye," he whispered softly, planting a kiss on the top of my head.
I felt like staying in that position forever, safe and sound in his arms.
"It was so close," he murmured, his voice growing low and rough, "If I had come any later, he would have-"
He stopped, as if it was too hard to finish of the sentence. I clutched his coat tightly, looking up at him.
"It's alright," I breathed, gazing into those two pools of blue. "You still came in the end."

He opened his mouth, as if to say something else, but I didn't let him start. I suddenly stood on the tips of my toes, leaning into him. I searched his eyes, gazing into the brilliant blue color. My heartbeat sped up, and I felt it do a double leap. We were so close now, the tips of our noses touching. Before I even knew it, our lips had met. Time stopped, and it was as if my brain had shut itself off. My heart was hammering into my chest and my legs felt so wobbly and weak underneath me, it was as if they would give away any second. For once in my life, I felt like I belonged. All of my insecurities were gone. It was just me and him. When the kiss ended, my legs gave away, making me stagger backwards. Jace caught me just in time, pulling me back to him.

He gazed down at me, a sly smile playing on his lips. "You alright?"
I felt my cheeks heat up, and I knew they were growing incredibly red. I looked away, feeling slightly embarrassed. He laughed softly, in the same silky voice that warmed my heart. He slipped his right hand into mine, entwining our fingers together. I held my breath. There was no denying how icy his skin felt against mine, yet at the same time, it felt like my skin was on fire, but in a good way. He squeezed my hand.
"Come on, let's get you out of here."

It took us a while to find our way out of the castle, but when we finally headed into the forest that lay ahead, I couldn't help but let out a sight of relief. That's when a worried thought appeared in my mind.
"How come there were no guards in there?" I asked suspiciously.
There was no denying the fact how we had practically walked through the entire castle unharmed. The corners of Jace's lips lifted into a mischievous smile.
"I took care of them," he replied, his voice low and dangerous.
That's when it happened.

Pain exploded from my heart, shooting everywhere at once. My stomach twisted, making a wave of nausea sweep over me. My lungs felt like they were getting tighter and tighter, squeezing the air out of me. My legs gave out, making me collapse onto the muddy ground. This pain, it was unbearable. I knew that whatever 'this' was, it wasn't happening because I needed blood. This was something else. That's when the truth hit me. I needed to be cured, now, or else it would be the end of me.

My eyelids were getting heavier, threatening to drop any second. I gasped out for air.
"Jace," my voice was barely audible. "C-cure m-me."
He was by my side in an instant, crouching down. I reached out my shaking hand towards him, but I couldn't reach him. The pain was growing worse and worse after every breath I took, and I would've given anything for the pain to be taken away. I looked up at Jace's face, staring into his expressionless blue eyes. That's when I realized something. He wasn't moving, he was simply watching me. I let out a strangled cry. Why wasn't he helping me? When I met his eyes again, I felt shivers go down my spine. His eyes were so incredibly cold. It was as if he didn't even care if I died or not. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. What was going on?


Author's Note

Hey everyone! I know I'm always saying that I will post it faster, so I feel really bad that I couldn't post this chapter so fast. I had a track and field competition, a basketball tournament and a bunch of tests in the last few weeks, but now I have a week of holiday, so I'm working on my chapters every night. I'm also almost done with Chapter 12, so it'll be out either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Thank you guys so much for all of your comments, and I hope you like this chapter.


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Published: 5/2/2013
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