Charlie Gyid 2 by Anysia Eaton (big ebook reader .txt) 📖

slowly expanded it more, travelling up the corridor towards the Vampires.
‘It’s failed Charlie. They have entered a hidden corridor.’
‘That’s impossible’ roared Sir Mallot, he had been listening.
‘How did they know where one was?’ Mistress Halsente asked.
‘They obviously picked to darken this location for a reason’ I replied.
‘Where does that hidden corridor lead?’ asked Jeff.
‘Head back to the training room any way. I’ll meet you there’ I ordered.
‘Be careful Charlie’ Said Brad almost with a desperate tone.
‘I will be’
I turned to head back when the lights in this corridor went out. Wind passed past me. At least I thought it was wind. It was pitch black in this corridor.
“Flamenta” I said. Fire circled my hand, supplying some light.
Another wind swept past me, setting my fire out.
“Good evening Charlie” It was him. Sir Malice. My breathe caught.
Something hit the back of my head hard.
Nothing.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHARLIE VS SIR MALICE
I woke in a room. I looked about the room. It was pitch black so I couldn’t see anything. I had nothing to go on where I was. My breathing started increasing as I started to panic. There was a rope around my waist. I felt around the rope on my waist. It was tied to something. I felt down the rope until I found a bar. I tugged on the rope trying to free myself but it I couldn’t. It was tied too tightly.
“I wouldn’t try if I were you” Sir Malice said.
“Where am I?” I asked.
“Why would I tell you that?” he asked laughing, “So you can tell you boyfriend?”
I felt to the other side of the rope. I tried rolling it down the pipe, until it wouldn’t roll any further. I felt the pipe this time instead of the rope to try and find out why I couldn’t roll it an further. It wasn’t a pipe at all. It was a very cold arm and I had just taken the hand.
“You tied me to you?” I asked shocked.
“yes” he replied briefly.
“Why are you doing this?” I asked the pitch black that surrounded me. I asked it in the direction that I heard his voice come from. But the next time he spoke he was on the other side of me.
“Because your meddling boyfriend stopped me from getting the wife I wanted” he hissed. It sounded as though he was right behind me.
I spun around. I could just see black.
“He wanted me just as much as you did. I’m sure the feeling was mutual” I replied trying to keep my voice calm. I could see nothing.
‘Charlie? Answer me Charlie.’ Brad’s voice rang in my head.
‘I’m in trouble.’
‘Where are you?’ Jeff’s voice rang in my head, stressed and panicked.
‘I don’t know. I’m in complete dark. I can’t see a thing’ I replied.
‘Are you alone?’ asked Sir Mallot, his voice was as panicky as everybody else.
‘No... I’ve been tied to... Sir Malice’ I replied hesitantly.
‘CHARLIE!’ Shouted Brad in my head.
“Tell me where I am” I demanded.
I felt his hand – the one that wasn’t tied to me – grab my arm. He pulled me up on my feet, and held me tight.
“Walk” he demanded.
“I can’t see” I retorted.
He squeezed my arm tight until was painful. I could help but let a groan escape my mouth.
“Walk” he growled.
I let him push me out of a darkened room and into a pitch black corridor. I could hear growls as I passed.
“Where are you taking me?” I asked him.
“Somewhere more private with a little bit of a light” he replied.
“Why?” I asked.
“Because we have some unfinished business” he replied briefly pushing me into another room. There was a small flame in the corner of the room.
He pushed me to the very centre of the room and pushed me on to my knees. He knelt down behind me. I still had the bandage over my neck. He ran his fingers over it. He took hold of one of the corners and pulled it off. I gritted my teeth.
He ran over what is left of the cut from his teeth.
“You heal well” he said.
“Wiccan healing charm” I replied, my voice breaking at the end.
‘I’m in one of the rooms. He’s taken off the bandage on my neck’
‘NO’ Brad shouted in my head again. ‘Don’t let him do it’
‘I’ll see what I can do’
“Do you... love me?” I asked him quietly.
“Would I be doing all this if I wasn’t?” he asked me in response. He ran his hand across my neck.
“If you love me, why do you want me to be unhappy?” I asked him.
“I don’t want you to be unhappy, I want you to be happy.” He replied, his hand freezing in one spot.
“If you turn me into a Vampire, and make me give up my friends and family, there is no way I can be happy. I told you I couldn’t live without my friends and family” I told him.
“You will be happy. You just don’t realise it” he whispered. “You will be happy with me. Trust me”
“Trust you? How can I trust you? You’ve declared war on my people”
“Can you remember the story that your people told us that night of the show? They said that the love of a Vampire and a Wiccan stopped a war. That could be us”
“If you turn me, War will continue. My people would not let you get away with it. The only way to stop the war is for you to leave” I told him honestly.
“And admit defeat? Look weak in front of my people? Never” he hissed.
“Stogment flamenta” I whispered. It was so quiet that even I could barely hear it. The flames rippled around my hand and down the rope, burning it to small pieces. As the flame – that was slowly heading towards Sir Malice’s arm – distracted Sir Malice I got to my feet. I ran for the door, another flame on my hand ready.
I recognised the room I was in from the door. It was the room that Sir Malice had slept in. I stepped out. I faced forward and lifted my arms either side.
“Galesto fortuna” I said. A huge gust of wind blew all the way around me, blowing back every vampire in the corridor. I headed in the only direction I could. Though I had to pass more vampires. I kept the wind blowing.
“Increasium” I said. As I ran the wind increased around me, holding the vampires up on the wall in an unbreakable hold. I ran with what fire I could hold on my right hand. The strong wind made it hard. The bounce back from the walls was sending a weaker wind at me threatening to blow it out any second.
I stopped at the end of the corridor. And turned to face them. I dropped the wind. I crouched down as the Vampire fell off their walls. I lay my hand flat on the floor.
“Aqua grasha flooros tichat”
Water streamed from my hand across the floor. The height raised. As it reached the first vampire it was at knee height. At the sight of it, he struggled to his feet but not quick enough. The floor sloshed around his feet, pulling them out from under him. He fell flat on his face. His face submerged. He squirmed under the water, unable to escape the drift. By the time he was still the water had reached the next vampire. He was more prepared so he jumped up.
“Toranto” I chanted. I shot of water with a diameter of at least five centimetre shot up and hit his face, knocking him back.
‘Charlie?’ Came the worried shout from Brad.
‘Not now, let me concentrate’ I growled back.
As I worked my way down the Vampires I stopped briefly at Sir Malice deciding whether to set it on him yet. I decided against it and so directed the water around him. I raised the water to the ceiling around him, so he could not escape and attack me. I stopped the water at the end of the corridor as the last Vampire went under.
I withdrew the water, letting it dissolve into the vents. When an idea struck me.
‘Where are people fighting?’ I asked.
‘Outside the grand hall’
‘Training room 1’
‘Training room 2’
‘Training room 3’
‘Training room 4’
‘Training room 5’
So all of the training rooms were now engaged in battle. It made me wonder how much I had missed when Sir Malice had knocked me unconscious. How long had I been out for?
‘Entrance one’
‘Entrance two’
‘Entrance four and five’
‘Entrance six’
‘Stay clear of the vents. A lot of water is about to fall out of them’ I warned them.
“Sevesta Aqualota harvesta deska latey diforcium veta alet monaik hespa treska” I chanted. It was a charm only I could hope to do. Only the host of the orb of power could possibly attempt this charm. The water from this corridor flooded up through the closest vent. It realised Sir Malice and revealed the twenty dead vampires.
He looked about shocked at what he saw. He looked towards me and realised that I had saved him for last for a reason. He growled. He took from out of his cape two daggers. Probably the same ones that he used to cut up Brad’s face.
“I enjoyed using these on that boyfriend of yours” he chuckled.
“He was my fiancé actually” I sneered.
He growled again. He darted towards me with his daggers ready. He moved ridiculously quick. He was almost upon me before I had even had chance to realise he had started moving. I was sure he was going to kill me on that moment. But just as he dawned on me, I was pushed aside.
...
As fighting waged on in different area of the Covert, Wiccan after Wiccan fell. The Wiccan’s were at any case loosing. The only Wiccan who went untouched was Geska. She knew the dynasty magic, which harmed Vampires hugely. She took on five Vampires at once, finishing them off in seconds. However the others weren’t having such a good time. Most of those who had fallen were injured but there was still a few who were never going to be getting back up.
The vampires seemed bemused by the sudden moves by the Wiccan’s they were giving group in some places and foolishly taking some in others. The Vampires used this move striking at the Wiccan’s but the Wiccan’s took their stance and held up.
Suddenly a rumbling noise shook through the Covert, distracting the attention of every Vampire. However the Wiccan’s didn’t use this distraction to launch another attack. But the Vampires took this sudden pause as weakness and so took another strike. Then as most Vampire had started to ignore the increasing rumbling noise, Water pounded down from the vents. It was almost like standing under a water fall if anybody was within a three foot radius. For the Wiccan’s it was a cooling break but the Vampire squirmed and screamed under it.
As the water slowed, the Wiccan’s took about finishing off those who had withstood the flow of the water, tripping them. The Wiccan’s made easy work of the last remaining vampires. The water being the winning bid. Before they could celebrate their victory they pulled those injured above the water level. They didn’t want any more lives lost.
As the water drained away, they saw the damage done. The Vampires were sprawled across the floor of every room. They started to do a check on the Wiccans. They saw who was injured,