No Use Crying Over Spilt Blood

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Portal Keepers Book 2 (The sequel to 'Would You Like Brains With That?').
Danira travels back to the Realm of the Undead to stop humans being used as blood-slaves.

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40. Bad Luck and Unusual Strength

 

      “I... I don’t understand,” Ridge muttered in shock. “That should have worked.”

      I gazed up at him I saying. “But Xavier couldn’t be staked remember? And Aurelia sired him so I guess that makes sense.”

      “Then who sired Aurelia?” Jet asked.

      Having enough of holding down the squirming form of Aurelia I made the Infinity Blade transform into a sword and pressed it to her neck. “Staking may not work, but I’m sure decapitation would. What do you think?”

      Aurelia froze and swore at me.

      “That’s better. So I guess we should start with Xavier. Why did you give him your blood?”

      “He was dying,” Aurelia growled.

      Refusing to believe that she would save a strangers’ life from the kindness of her heart, I said. “That’s the only reason?”

      “Yes.”

      Jet sighed. “She’s lying.”

      “Would you care to answer the question again?” I asked, the Infinity Blade digging into Aurelia’s skin.     

      Hissing she spat. “Fine, no it wasn’t the only reason.”    

      Ridge knelt down beside Aurelia and me. He put a hand on my shoulder. “What was the other reason?”

      “I was ordered to.”

      “You were ordered to create a vampire?” Jet inquired.

      “Yes, a young male,” she answered.

      A worried feeling was growing in my stomach; I didn’t like where this was going. “Why?” I said.

      “I don’t know why.”

      A glance at Jet showed me that Aurelia was telling the truth.

      Ridge narrowed his eyes. “Why Xavier?”

      I think Aurelia would have shrugged if there wasn’t a sword pressed to her neck. “He was in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

      Sorrow filled me and I whispered. “You caused the car crash.”

      “Who ordered you to do it?” Jet demanded.

      “I can’t tell you.” the words sounded forced.

      Jet’s brow furrowed in confusion. “She’s been compelled not to tell.”

      “So she can be compelled,” I stated.

      “Yes, but only by her sire by the look of it.”

      Ridge squeezed my shoulder. “Whoever it was giving her orders doesn’t want to be known.”

      “The Vampire Lords?” I suggested.

      “Possibly,”

      Aurelia’s expression gave nothing away as she lay on the floor beneath me, her eyes radiating fury.

      I felt pity for Xavier; he had been misfortunate to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Why did someone want a young male vampire though?

      “What about this?” I asked, pulling Mireille’s emerald from my pocket. “What do you know about it?”

      “That it belonged to Mireille, Bloodlust’s mate,” Aurelia answered.

      “Anything else? Like what powers it has?”

      “I know nothing about it having powers.”

      “Where did you get it from?” I asked.

      “It was a gift,” she told me.

      I frowned. “Who was it a gift from?” Aurelia didn’t answer so I presumed that she had been compelled not to tell and asked. “Why did you get rid of it then?”  

      “I didn’t want it anymore,” Aurelia said.

      That was a bit odd wasn’t it?

      “Why not?” Ridge asked his tone suspicious.

      “I just didn’t.”

 

      We all had a lot to think about after that. There were so many unanswered questions; why would someone need a newly turned male vampire? Xavier hadn’t even done anything while he’d been a vampire, apart from annoy me. And why had Aurelia suddenly not wanted Mireille’s emerald? 

      “What shall I do about Aurelia?” I asked, my legs cramping. But the Infinity Blade soon took care of that.

      Ridge shrugged, looking uncertain. “She may go and warn whoever it is that is giving her orders. We’d better keep her here.”

      “Can’t I just kill her?” I pouted.

      Aurelia cursed me and I grabbed a handful of her hair to shut her up.

      Arching an eyebrow he said. “You wouldn’t actually kill her in cold blood, would you?”

      I thought about if for a moment. “I guess not.” I let go of Aurelia’s hair and patted her head.

      “So how are we going to stop her from running away?” Jet asked.

      I bit my lip. “Good question.”     

      An idea formed in my head and gesturing for Ridge to hold Aurelia down, I stood up and scratched a circle on the floor with the tip of the Infinity Blade, imagining Aurelia being trapped inside. Aurelia was in the middle of the circle. The plan was that she wouldn’t be able to step outside it.

      “Okay, let her go,” I said to Ridge.

      He raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure?”

      I nodded and Ridge backed away from Aurelia, leaving the circle. In the blink of an eye Aurelia was on her feet and she launched herself at me only to be knocked down by an invisible barrier. A grin spread across my face.

      “That was brilliant,” Ridge told me, slipping an arm around my waist.

      Aurelia obviously didn’t think so because she was saying some very rude things about me.

      “Now that she’s dealt with,” Jet said coming to stand next to us. “We need to talk about Xavier.”

      The blood drained from my face. “What about him?”

      Jet’s expression was one of extreme unhappiness. “I saw him earlier and he had two blood-slaves, both of them covered in bite marks.”

      “What?” I gasped horrified. “Are you sure?”

      “Yes,”

      Groaning I turned to Ridge who looked grim. “I have to go and see him.”

      “You’re not going by yourself.” he stroked my cheek gently. “What are you going to do?”

      “What I have to.”

 

      Ridge insisted on coming with me. I was more than glad for the company. If Xavier couldn’t be staked then I might need Ridge’s help to pin him down so that I could decapitate him. I didn’t bother to knock on the front door and walked straight inside the house, Ridge following after me. Hearing something in the kitchen I headed there. Xavier was on the floor, drinking from the still form of a young girl blood-slave, who was looking extremely pale.

      “Xavier,” I gasped in horror.

      Only just noticing me, Xavier disengaged from the blood-slave’s neck and grinned, his lips painted with blood and his fangs glistening. He pushed the blood-slave away and stood up, his blue-silver eyes filled with glee.

      “You came back.” Xavier grinned, annoyingly overjoyed to see me. Then his eyes narrowed at the sight of Ridge. “What is he doing here? I thought he was Christian now.”

      “Not anymore.” Ridge growled.

      I knelt down beside the girl, who barely had a pulse. Anger filled me and I swiftly used the power of the Infinity Blade to restore her to perfect health. The girl gasped and her eyes flung open. I helped her to her feet.

      “Ridge, can you take her to your estate?”

      His dark eyes widened at the thought of leaving me alone with Xavier.

      “Please,” I whispered.

      Ridge glanced at Xavier and pressed his lips to my forehead. “I’ll be right back.”

       When Ridge and the girl were gone I pointed the Infinity Blade threateningly at Xavier, who was draining a blood-bag.

      “You monster,” I spat, filled with hate. “Tell me why I shouldn’t kill you.”

      He laughed and licked his lips. “What for; there’s no harm done, she’s alive isn’t she?”

      My reply was a growl. “Only because I came when I did, you would have killed her otherwise.”

      Xavier rolled his eyes. “I am a vampire, Danira, killing people is what we do.”

      Glaring at him I shook my head. “No, not all vampires are like that.”

      “You really believe that, do you?” he narrowed his eyes at me, running his tongue over his fangs. “How naive you are. We are made to kill. It’s what we do best. More importantly, it’s fun. Admittedly it’s not my favourite thing to do.”

      “What would that be then?” I asked bored.

      Xavier grinned. “Drinking your blood,”

      He pounced at me and I slashed at him with the Infinity Blade. Hissing he backed away, clutching his hand.

      “You know, for someone that claims to love me, you sure do like hurting me.”

      Snarling, Xavier tackled me with a speed and strength that surprised me. He straddled me, easily blocking me when I tried to stab him. Xavier pulled the Infinity Blade from my grasp and threw it across the room where it landed in the wall.

      Fearful I watched as Xavier licked his lips, his blue-silver eyes fixed on my neck. “How are you so strong?” I asked my pulse racing in panic. Xavier was strong. Stronger than any vampire I had ever met before.

      But Xavier didn’t answer. Instead he moved his silky lips to my neck. I screamed as his fangs propelled through my skin and then everything went black.

 

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