The Jakensons palace was across the bayou, it was one of the few places in Khiron that were actually
built with brick. The palace was newly built and the exterior of one that you would see out of the realms.
It was white with a red rippled roof, and red window panes. On the entrance of the doors and windows,
were bright small lights that could be spotted clearly from where Clare was.
The palace was a far distance from the bayou waters. As she got nearer to the palace, Clare could
hear the hard rock music playing, and catch glimpses of people dancing outside the palace. The engine
blades cut through the water, bumping her up a few times here and there. Her hair blew back, pulling
her as it was very long. She'd meant to cut it this year but kept putting it off, now it was bum length and
full of big heavy curls. Alonso stared at her for a moment, she caught him, asking hastily, “Drunk?”
“Nah, I’m just wondering, whether you scared, or nervous, about tomorrow?”
She felt a bit flushed, “I never thought about it that way” she was standing next to him, their shoulders
bumped, every few minutes, “I just imagine my brother, all alone in some scary place, if dying is what it
takes to save him, it’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make.”
“Clare I know some of us are going to die, I just hope you aren't one of them.” The words he said, with
a smile across his face, made her stomach tickle, it didn’t sound convincing, she brushed it off.
Alonso turned away from Clare “We here”.
She lifted her dress and jumped carefully out of the boat. She was almost on the grass when she
noticed Nathan approaching her with excessive speed, he was screaming something but she couldn’t
quite make out what the fuss was about. She stood there waiting for him, she turned on her right and
saw Nadia, who was also walking toward her.
She heard Nathan screaming louder, “Clare RUN, RUN Clare.”
Her heart began pounding, she started running, but a hard thing hit her head, sending her falling hard
on the sand. It took her a minute to register that somebody was pulling her legs, she started screaming,
she told herself, ‘Focus Clare’.
Clare opened her hands, which were already stretched out in the front of her. She clutched her fingers
tight, making a fist, like she was about to do a push-up, and twisted her body using her hips. The
person still dragged her on the sand, but her back now faced the ground. Looking behind her, she
spotted Nathan, he was fighting three other guys. She looked in the front to see who was pulling her,
her heart almost collapsed, it was Alonso, what was going on? She bent her legs towards her chest,
with tremendous speed. He held onto her legs, and she pushed them front, injuring his chest and
sending him tumbling.
She got up and ran, Alonso running after her.
She spotted Nadia, Clare screamed, “Nadia help, help,” She ran faster than Alonso, she was an athlete
after all. Clare bolted for the lawn, relying on Nadia for assistance, all she got was a solid punch in the
face from Nadia.
She fell, “Nathan, NATHAN,”
Nadia booted Clare savagely in her stomach, “I am going to enjoy killing you, Clare.”
Clare turned to face her, “Why, are you doing this?”
Nadia smiled and kicked Clare again, “You and your mother are the reason we are being killed, didn’t
you hear what Raphael said.”She kicked her harder this time, Clare howled in pain, “biiiitch”
Clare grabbed Nadia’s foot, when she would have hit her again and pulled it. Twisting it, until Nadia
screamed in pain.
Clare got up and kicked Nadia in her face, leaving her on the ground. She searched outside for Nathan
but he was nowhere to be seen. Her body was throbbing in bruises, her stomach in pain and face
bleeding. A pair of hands grabbed her from behind, it was a huge older guy, “Get off me, leave me,”
She started screaming, swearing, cursing frantically as the man hurled her away from the house.
The music was loud, her voice disappearing in the heavy metal song, she tried consistently to free
herself, it was no use.
The man dropped her down at the bottom of the bank near Alonso’s boat, “What do you want from
me?”
The man didn’t answer her, he just took a sword out of his belt, and smiled wickedly at Clare. She knew
he was going to kill her, she blocked her eyes waiting to die.
Nothing happened, she opened them seeing Nathan, “Come on, let’s get out of here, Kalbreal's been
drugged with demon blood, we have to get to him, there's more of them.”
He threw her a gun, as she said, “Nadia, and Alonso..”
“Clare I know, come on.”
He lifted her and she started running behind him, they got to the door of the house and inside waited
more people with swords and guns.
Clare looked at Nathan horridly, what were they going to do, she knew they are going to have to give
up. She put the gun down on the floor but was surprised when Nathan screamed at her, “This isn’t a
movie, pick it up…” before he could finish his sentence he was fighting a group of guys, five to one.
She felt a graze of a sword on her wrist, she turned, and was kicked down by a man twice her size. He
had a sword in his hand lifting it to kill her, she started screaming. She tried to get to her gun, no use.
The blade touched the skin of her chest and next thing the man fell next to her. Behind him stood,
-Nikolai.
“Sorry I’m late Love, had to take care of the two o’ clock,” he offered her a hand, and handed her a
sword, “Try not to drop this one, will ya.”
He smiled, and then vanished, jumping in the air with a sword in one hand and a gun in the other,
shooting people down, his targets precise. His blade moves were something else. Clare had never
even seen this on television, she stood there flabbergasted.
Nathan was slicing the guys and fighting them hands on, kicking them, but there were more, there were
a lot more.
Clare got up, and a lady jumped from somewhere right in front of her. Clare took the blade and shoved
it through the ladies chest, she pulled it out, her eyes widened, but she had memories, she killed
before. She bolted fiercely pushing her way through towards the stairs, going straight up to look for
Kalbreal.
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