Her Soul and His Blood

Chapter 20: 20. Fight for her brother

The image blurred she saw someone approaching her giving a vicious laugh echoing all around her,

then everything was dark to Zella.

Zella opened her eyes and she saw someone sitting beneath her. She looked around for Zad but

couldn't find him anywhere. she felt as if whole world was about to crumble. She dropped down on her

knees and screamed with all her might. She sobbed and tears flooded like the waters rushing down

from a waterfall and the only time she'd stop was to fill her lungs with fresh air.

She held her necklace and asked to reveal the vampire phase but her powers are drained out. Its not

working and she is not able to see their real face.

" who are you? Are you Lance or Hance ?"

" don't worry Zella I'm Lance. Are you alright ?"

"Yes I am. Where is my brother? I saw him bleeding. Is he alright?"

He turned his face away.

"Look at me Lance. Please dont tell me that he is hurt. Did you save him ?"

"I'm sorry Zella. I had only one choice , either you or Zad. I couldn't think anything more. I saved you.

I'm sorry."

Zella bursted out with tears. " So you left my brother to die. You left him with that devil."

She cried and cried. Lance tried to comfort her. But how can he, when it is her brothers life in danger.

" Zella listen, you are tired now. You need to take some rest. You are going to kill yourself by crying?"

" I don't care whether im tired or not. I wanted to save my brother. Where did they took him ? Who was

that guy who slapped me? Why didn't you save him Lance?"

She got up from her place. Wiped out the tears and stared at Lance which has a lot of meaning in it.

" im going..." Zella said this with anger.

"Where?"

" to save my brother."

" no, I wont allow you to go. Give me that Red stone, I will bring your brother by killing my brother."

Zella stepped two steps backward. She hold her necklace tight and closed her eyes. Some kind of

shield is produced around her. Her eyes were sparkling.

" No Hance. Don't even think of taking red stone from me."

" Hance... what is wrong with you Zella?"

" Don't play with me Hance. My Lance will never ever kill his blood. And he won't even say such

things." she raised her hand and a kind of power strikes him. He is thrown away to the wall.

His face frowned with pain. He struggle to stand on his leg. His face turned red and do his eyes too. It

became fury red. He stood up and with a vicious smile he stepped forward.

" oh clever Zella...". His eyes glowed Crimson red with fire of anger on it. He ran towards Zella, she

waved her hand and he is thrown away towards the door. He got up from his place and gave her a

vicious look. Zella watched her hand with surprise. She couldn't believe that she can do such things.

She watched him and her hand spontaneously.

He banged the door and went away. Zella ran towards the door and tried to open the door but she

realized the door is locked from out. She tried to open the door, she banged on the door but couldn't

find any response. No longer is the door open, no bright light comes from the hallway. No handle, no

way out. Four concrete walls, a linoleum floor.

Once that first tear broke free, the rest followed in an unbroken stream.Zella bent forward and she sat

on the floor and pressing her palms to the mat, she began to cry with the force of a person vomiting on

all fours.

Her mind were filled with thoughts about Zad and Lance. The image of Zad flooded with blood is visible

to her like she can see him bleeding.

It's the feeling of the tightening in your chest. It's the way that when you open our lips, no sound can

make it past, or the way it robs you of your senses and replaces it with something that makes your

muscles contract and eyes widen in dread. It's the fear that you feel when there's a movement in the

corner of your eye, or you don't know where he is, where he is, where is he? It's the desperation in a

scream and panic in your eyes and the fear -- the pure, unadulterated terror.

After few hours she heard footstep approaching near her. She stood up from her place and were very

cautious about the environment. In that dark room she searched for some rod or stick but she couldn't

find one.

The lock was moving and the door opened. She was expecting Hance but she saw someone new. The

man is tall,stout and his face looks serious.

"Who are you ?"

" come on Zella. We should go now. Master is calling you." He said with a harsh tone.

Her heart is filled with envy and rage. ' master, they call him master. I will show him his position.Hance,

you have to pay for this' these thoughts went through her mind.

Her knees were hitting each other. Her legs were shattering.She couldn't control herself. She looked

pale and tired. She is out of energy and would pass out at anytime. She leaned against the wall.

The man caught her hand.

"Leave me, don't you dare to touch me."

The man tightened the grip. It was hurting her.

She tried to produce a shield but she was not able to produce it because she was exhausted.

"God, why can't I use my power to help me. I don't know how to use this new power of mine. Is that

because I'm tired. Some one please help me." she prayed.

She tried hard to escape. He dragged her through the floor. She struggled in his hand and tried her

best to escape. Those giant hand was tight enough to not let her escape. He pulled her through the

door and dragged her. She tried to let her go but she failed. He is strong and Zella is weak. He must be

a vampire she told to herself.

He took her to a huge room. In that dark room there were shapes in monochrome, of course the

daylight could bring brilliant fuchsia or deepest scarlet, but for now it could be a scene from a black and

white movie.

There was a man sitting in the centre of the room. A muscle twitched involuntarily at the corner of his

right eye, his mouth formed a rigid grimace. With arms folded tightly across his broad chest he tapped

his foot furiously and all the while stared out of the grimy window.He was waiting for Zella.

"Welcome Zella." He said it out of tune.

He looked serious and strong. His fangs were out. His clothing was formal. He looked like a man of This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

aged around his 50's.

Zella was expecting Hance but she found some one new. Some one who looks more serious and

terrific. Whose eyes were golden.

"Where am I ? And who is this person ? How does he know me?" A fear struck on her, her hands were

shivering.