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Alexander's POV
Damon
I knew the dhampir looked familiar. I didn't know who the witch was. As long as Raven was okay, it didn't really matter to me. I did feel a little guilty, however, for just leaving her on the hill.
Behind a gravestone I used for hiding, I saw Damon looking around and sniffing. I could tell that he was on to me. I wasn't sure how long it would take for him to find me.
I caught Damon smiling. "I know you're out their, Sterling. You can't hide from me."
So he
did know I was here. I could see that this wasn't going to turn out so well. I knew I had to come out of hiding at some time, but when? There was nothing around that would be of any use for self defense, except for the soil maybe. Still, there isn't much to be done with graveyard soil, except for blinding.
I peered behind the tombstone again. The witch was sitting in lotus position and chanting something. Damon, however, was no longer there. I looked around. Where could he have gotten to so quickly?
Suddenly, I felt a large amount of pressure fall upon my hand. I winced and saw that it was being crushed by a large boot. Damon grinned with his fangs showing.
"Well, well. I've caught a little bat." His boot crushed down harder. "One that won't escape from me this time."
I felt like my hand was broken. Vampire bones can heal fast but it would take hours. I couldn't fight with no right hand. Meanwhile, Damon's figure was blocking my view of Spiral Hill. I couldn't see Raven. And knowing her, it wouldn't have taken her long to find out what was happening. But everything seemed to be quiet. Far too quiet. Was she...
Suddenly, I felt something smash against my head and knock me down. Dhampirs had very quick reflexes, some even quicker than those of a vampire. My vision was blurred but I could see Damon's mud clad boots in front of me. I tried to get up until I felt a burning sensation on my forearm. I looked to see a small chain on my arm and winced, fangs bared.
Silver. One of the various items used against a vampire. Dhampirs, however, couldn't feel its effects.
"Oh, dear me. Are you hurt?"
The fake sympathy didn't help in the slightest.
"I hope it hurts like hell. Vampires don't deserve to live. They're cursed demons created to destroy the world and damn us all."
Then again, maybe the fake sympathy wasn't so bad after all.
Suddenly, there was a rush of wind and the chain on my arm was gone.
"Figures you'd show up," I could hear Damon's voice say from far away. I stood up and saw the dhampir. In front of him was a tall, skinny man in black with a white, bald head and a green blob-like thing on his wrist.
"You've done enough damage here, Damon," he said. "It's time for you to leave."
"Yeah? You think that you can stop me with a green piece of Jell-O?"
I suddenly got an eerie feeling in the pit of my stomach. Raven! I had almost forgotten about her. Before I could do anything, long fingernails dug into my arms and I was hoisted to my feet. It was the witch.
"You okay, doll?" she asked. "Looks like the silver ate right through your sleeve."
I looked at my arm. She was right. My sleeve had a long tear with blood dripping out. I started to get a little queasy, but the dizziness was soon replaced with hunger. Even vampires sometimes craved their own blood, usually when desperate or in pain. But now wasn't the time to think about my needs. When I tried to speak, I found that my voice was hoarse.
"Raven..."
"Who? Oh! You're little human friend." the witch shook me slightly as she spoke. "No need to worry about her. It looks like Siegfried's guarding her."
Siegfried. The name sounded familiar. Where had I heard that name?
Suddenly, the girl's fingernails dug deeper into my arm.
"Uh oh. Time to go, doll. Hang on to your hat."
My vision slowly became clearer and I saw that we were hovering in the sky over the cemetery. Flashed of green and red were also present. Then my feet came in contact with something solid. I was back on Spiral Hill. Next to me was Raven, sleeping. When the witch let go of my arm, I kneeled down, taking Raven in my arms and letting her head rest on my chest. On her cheeks were tear marks like she had been crying.
I turned my gaze to the two figures standing up. One was the witch with long fingers, dark hair, and green skin. Next to her was a tall vampire with long brown hair and a longsword.
"Looks like things are starting to heat up down there," the witch said in a perky voice.
"There's nothing humorous about it, Speial." the other one replied in a low, harsh tone. "Damon is very dangerous. And what were you doing out here anyway, causing trouble as usual?"
"Oh! Everything is
my fault, huh?"
"You just realized that?"
"What are you, my mother? For your information, Damon's two new gooneys were causing trouble so I followed them and got ambushed by their employer."
"Whose plan you've fallen for
again. I told you what to do if you see those two."
"I know. I was going to come and get you, but they were causing trouble and when they were running from the scene of the crime, I decided to follow them to make sure they don't cause any more trouble."
"And where has this gotten you?"
The witch, Speial, tossed her hands up in disgust. "Would you forget about that for a minute and listen to me?"
"Never mind. I'm going down and helping. You stay here and watch these two."
Speial's demeaner suddenly changed and she shrugged. "Gotcha. Go get 'em, Siegfried!"
Without replying, he jumped down and joined the fight.
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