4. Chapter 4
*This took place before Emily saw Aiden in the park
After so many days we still haven't found any news about Elizabeth. It was starting to get frustrating. Until today.
I was sitting in my office typing away on my lap top until the phone started to ring. I picked it up in a hurry hoping it was good news.
"Turn on your facetime now." a low whisper said. Then without another sound, the guy on the other end of the phone hung up.
I decided to do what he asked, just to see who this lowlife is and what does he want. As I turned on the facetime on my computer, I immediately got a call from a blocked number. I clicked accept and stared at the screen.
At first it was just a black screen, but then the camera adjusted to the light and I was able to make out some stuff. It looked like a staircase that leads to a basement. Oh no, this isn't what I think it is. And just like I thought there was a single light in the middle of the room with someone tied to a chair with his hands tied behind him and a cloth in his mouth. How cliche. I tapped my fingers on my desk in a rhythmic pattern. What is this sh*t? I don't have time for this!
"Oh look over here." someone behind the camera sneered.
The figure on the chair started to cough. "Ww-hat d-ddo you wan-tt?" a soar scratchy voice asked behind the cloth around her mouth.
Even though her voice sounded so weak and different I can still recongize those grey eyes from anywhere.
"Elizabeth! Lizzie! I'm so sorry, where are you?" I yelled as I jumped out of my chair. Then someone can out of the shadows holding a long whip. My eyes widened at this, no no no no noooo. Elizabeth twisted her neck around so that she could see what was going on behind her. A soft strangled whimper came out of from her and her eyes was glossy that reflected the fear she has bottled up.
Then the whip can down on her back and made a horrific clapping noise. I winced at this even though I'm not the one taking the pain. I just couldn't imagine what my Lizzie is feeling right now. The whip came down on her over and over for another three times. Each time there a strangled scream came out from her. But then she stopped making any noise, she just closed her eyes and tried to resist the pain.
I could feel my knuckles hurting because I balled them up so tightly. I let out a long growl as these arses continued to hurt Elizabeth. I wished I could travel through my computer and appear in front of these people and just beat the sh*t out of them.
"You wanna see this girl come out of here alive? Go to central park at 8 o'clock sharp and meet me under the big oak tree by the lake!" a nasty voice snarled, also known as the voice of Vincent. Then the other side hanged up our facetime call.
I just sat there with my hands in my head and thought real hard. How could I have let that happen to her? No one deserved that kind of treatment. I didn't mean for this to happen to her, I'm sorry. I'm so so so sorry, so sorry Elizabeth, really so sorry Lizzie. I kept going on and on like that until I heard the door open.
"Hey dude--" Ethan was saying as he strolled into my room. But then he noticed my expression and came to a halt."What happened? Did you get any information at all?" he asked carefully.
I was still fuming from the scene I had just saw. "I'll be right back." I said through my gritted teeth. I took my car keys and my phone and put them in the back pockets of my jeans. Then I hurriedly shoved on my leather jacket.
I hopped out of my Range Rover (A/N: stereotypical right?) and walked quickly to that damn tree. As I got closer, I was able to make out a guy with his hands shoved in his jean pockets.
"So I guess Vincent asked you to come and do the dirty work for him?" I asked casually as I approached him. "What a coward." I scoffed.
The man just sighs and says "lets just get this over with ok? Vincent wants you to go over to his place and you are expected to do some things."
"Mmhmm, sure, I'll do that when pigs start to fly." I said bluntly.
"Then that leaves me no choice." the man said boredly. "Ah, finally the fun part." he smirks with an evil glint in his eyes.
I don't hesitate to lunge at him before he even has the time to react. I pin his hands down and start pounding punches on him. The sky was getting darker and a thick cloak of smoke starts rolling in. And in no time, the man was lying flat on the ground looking might I say...red. His eyes were tightly closed as he took slow and deep breaths. His lips twitches as he groans in pain. Then he starts to murmur. What is he saying? A prayer.
My eyes flashed with fury as I understood what he was doing. That little traitor, thinks he still has the privilege to talk to the mighty one. “ You still have the dignity to pray to him?” I snarled. "You betrayed him and decided to stay in hell!"
The beaten up dude continued to ignore me and continued praying. "Well if you like the underworld so much I wouldn't mind the pleasure to send you there forever." Yes, I wanted to kill him.
I take out my sharp blade and began to recite a short spell to activate it. The man's eye widened from the bright glow that's coming from the blade.
Just as I was about to finish this the man spoke. His raspy weak voice said,"May god have mercy on you and be merciful enough to send an angel down to tame you wild monster."
I grit my teeth in disgust and wasted no time to bring the blade down into his chest. After that, all I could hear was silence and slight swish of tree leaves blowing against each other. The cool air blew against me as my Hood released me from its warmth. I stared down at the man's face and scrunched my face up. Quickly, I took off the leather jacket, and without even looking at the dead body I threw the jacket to cover his face.
I began to walk away. What was the point of this? I didn't even give the man a chance to speak. I could've tried to force some information out of him. Instead, I let darkness take over me and killed him. Arghh, I was very irritated at my self. I pulled on my hair and groaned inwardly.
After a few more steps I felt a burning gaze on me from behind. I turned around to take a look. Standing under the tree was a person, a girl maybe. I squinted my eyes and walked forward to see better. The girl started to walk closer to me too, but then she stopped abruptly. The fog was getting thicker but I could make out the shape of a leather jacket. Must be a guy then.
"Show yourself! I know someone's there! Come over and fight like a man, not a coward! Or else I will have no choice but to kill you just like I did with that man. Which might I say you are quite rude for interrupting without my permission." I shouted as I walked closer and closer to the tree.
The person decided to run away from me. I frowned, but he was already out of my sight. I looked down at the corpse again to find my leather jacket was gone. The little thief must have stole it! I sighed and headed back to the car again.
Yes, I know, this chapter was very boring. I'm sorry
But please keep reading, this is just the beginning.