All For you by R.S. Vargas (the best electronic book reader .txt) 📕

glared at me harshly. "I can smell it in your blood." She hissed as she got onto the fallen tree.
"What do you want?" I asked as I retreated from her. My meal would have to wait. I guess I could just feast on her, but I recalled Cole telling me that witch blood was like a drug to vampires. Addictive by the smell.
“You’re part of the rebellion?” She asked me as she progressed toward me. The thick black cape she wore hung off her shoulder and trailed behind her. The edges dipped into the water.
            “Yes.” I answered nervously as I got off the tree. I looked at the wood. I wondered if I pushed it and she fell in, would she melt?
            “Good.” Athena said as she stared at me intently. “Tell Renee that we want to keep away from our witches!” She hissed.
            “I don’t know what you’re talking about!” I said as I watched her pull something out of her cape. It was a sphere and had hair? The hair like stuff was matted to the sphere. There was a red kind of glow to it. I could smell blood in the air.
            “What’s that?” I asked as I looked closely at the object.
            “Here!” She yelled at me as she tossed it to me. I grabbed it, and my hands became wet and sticky with the red substance. I turned it in my hands. I pulled the matted hair out of the object and found my self face to face with a beheaded witch!
            “Oh my god!” I yelled in fear as I dropped the head. Athena laughed as she turned away from me and found her way back across the river. I cringed away from the head.
            “Kimberly was foolish to think she could give away our secrets and get away with it!” Athena laughed as she stepped off the tree.
            “You killed your own!” I screamed angrily. She was barbaric to kill one of her own kind and toss the head across a river.
            “You do too.” Athena growled from across the river. “You fight and kill your own every day. What difference is this?” She barked harshly.
            “Nickolas!” I yelled into the air. “Help!” I cried as I crumbled beside the head. I hadn’t heard about a girl name Kimberly. If Athena was right, then Nickolas should know what to do.
            I looked around me waiting for him to appear. He didn’t show himself. I stayed there for a few minutes. I stared at the head. The eyes had been dug out of there sockets. The nose was bashed in. Her lips were the only things untouched. Her cheeks were bruised and cuts were placed everywhere.
            “You called?” Nickolas said as he appeared behind me.
            “Kimberly,” I said as I picked up the head. “Is this the girl?” I asked as I turned around baring the head to him.
            “What the hell is this!?” Nickolas asked as he cringed away.
            “Some girl,” I said trying to explain to him. “Athena? She tossed it to me from across the river. She said Kimberly was a spy. She shouldn’t have told the witches secrets, and I guess they beheaded her!”
            “Oh my god.” Nickolas said as he smacked the head out of my hands. “Don’t touch that!” I looked at him dumbfounded.
            “Why not? She was a spy, wasn’t she?” I asked concerned about the head.
            “Of course she was.” Nickolas said putting a hand on my shoulder and kicking the head away. “But it’s a witch’s head with witch’s blood on it. If you were to consume it, you’d be addicted, and we’d have to kill you.”
            “I see.” I said as I looked where it had been.
            “Wash your hands.” Nickolas commanded me. I did as I was told. I knelt beside the river and put my hands it. The water encased my hands. My hands connected with something. It wasn’t a rock. I grasped and pulled my hand out. I looked at it as it came out of the water. The tip was white and not exactly pointed.
            “What on earth is this?” I said pulling it out more. It was stuck. “Nickolas, will you help me pull it out?” I asked tugging on it with both hands.
            “Of course.” He said walking over to me and wrapping his hands under mine so he could grasp the object. “On three,” He said instructing me. “One…” I grasped it  little tighter. “Two…” I embraced myself and made sure my footing wouldn’t loosen. “Three!” He shouted. We pulled on the object as it began to loosen.
            The object released itself from the river bank and went flying into the air taking it with us. We landed a few feet from where the white mysterious object hand been lodged. I shook my head and looked at my hand. It was grasped around a bone. I soon realized it was a rib that was still connected to a body!
“Do you see this!?” I screamed as I let go of the rib and backed away from it.
            “What the hell happened here!?” Nickolas grasped. I studied the body from a distance away. The head was still connected. Not Kimberly’s body. Besides, this body had no flesh on it.
            “I don’t know.” I said looking at Nickolas. I felt like I was going to throw up. I wasn’t very fond of death.
            “Are you going to be okay?” Nickolas asked me. I shook my head and walked away from the body.
            “Whose body is this?” I asked as I looked into the forest.
            “I don’t know.” Nickolas said as he studied the body up close. “Could be anyone. It’s not a vampire though. There aren’t any remains from a vampire. I’m guessing it’s a witch. Not too many werewolves go this far out of there territory.”
            “What do we do?” I asked looking at the body and dismembered head. “Do we call the police or somebody?” I asked. Nickolas began to laugh uncontrollably.
            “Call the cops and say what? Yeah, hey dude. We’re vampire and found this body of a witch. Can you put out a missing person report on them?” He got up and was laughing. I didn’t see what was so funny. I figured this was a person like any other. Someone would miss this person. Witch or not.
            “So, what do we do with it?” I asked trying to keep my voice even. “Just leave it here for the wolves?” I asked him.
            “Yeah.” He said not really paying attention to me. “We should head back to the meeting place. We only have a few minutes till eleven.” He said looking at the moon.
            “Do you tell the time by the moon?” I asked noticing he didn’t wear a watch.
            “No,” He laughed. “Mental clock.” He said tapping his temple.
            “Oh, Okay.” I said as he grabbed my shoulder and soon we were gone.
            “I thought you two weren’t going to make it back on time.” Ivy said as we appeared in front of her.
            “We have an hour left still.” I said wondering what we were going to do until then.
            “We have a lot to do in that hour. We have to break into the safe house. Make sure Daniel is in another part of the house and stay hidden.” Ivy said as she grabbed Nickolas’s shoulder. He grabbed mine.
            “Let’s get started then.” Nickolas said as we transported away.
            We ended up behind a house. We were behind some bushes. I looked around us. The bushes were planted in the yard to give the barren yard some decoration. It didn’t really work.
            “Renee should be in that room.” Ivy said pointing at the house. “The one on the second floor with the windows covered.” I looked across the yard to where she pointed.
            “How do we get up there?” I asked. As far as I could see there weren’t any trees near the house. There were barely any trees in the yard at all.
            “We can’t transport in.” It’s been blessed by a witch.” Nickolas growled.
            “Probably one of the cut witches.” Ivy noted.
            “What about the roof?” I asked noticing the distance between the window and the roof tiles were less than a foot.
            “Perfect.” Ivy said patting my shoulder. “But how will we get her out? It’s not like she’s a highly skilled vampires anymore.” I hadn’t thought of that.
            “If the doors are locked from the inside. We could get to the first floor, and rush her out the doors to be transported to somewhere far away.” Nickolas suggested.
            “Genius.” I said still wondering about problems. “But what about Daniel?” I asked.
            “Like he could defend himself from us.” Ivy said starring intently at the house. “I think he’s in the room across the floor from Renee’s. If we’re quiet, he won’t even know we’re there.” I nodded at her assuming.
            “Okay,” Nickolas said surely. “And what’s going to happen to Daniel?” He asked Ivy.
            “He’s not what Raven wants. He’ll remain untouched by her as she realizes Renee’s not there.” Ivy said surely. We all didn’t know she was missing something.
            Ivy was gone in a second. Nickolas and I looked at each other worried about where she had gone. We looked around us. I looked at the house. I noticed a figure moving about on the roof. The moon showed her. I smiled to myself and tapped Nickolas’s shoulder.
            “She’s on the roof.” I told him. He grabbed my shoulder, and soon we were on the roof with Ivy.
“Okay.” Nickolas said letting go of my shoulder. “How do we get in now?”
Ivy was bent over the side of the roof. Her upper body was off the roof and pinned against the side of the house where Renee’s bedroom window was.
“I can’t unlock it.” Ivy said as she removed herself from her position and sat beside me on the roof.
“How did Renee do it?” I asked recalling hearing something about her ability of being able to get into houses.
“Her mind.” Ivy said harshly. “I can’t do that. No one I know can.” She sounded displeased with herself.
“I bet I can open it, but I won’t be able to keep quiet.” Nickolas said with a devilish smile.
“We need to be silent and breaking the window isn’t going to help.” Ivy hissed at him. “We are running out of time.” Ivy said sadly.
“I’ll try.” I said as I scooted to the edge of the roof. I leaned off the edge and looked at the window. I noticed one problem. There was screening on it. I quickly removed it. I lifted it onto the roof and gave it to Ivy.
The second problem was the lock. It was the kind that snapped shut. In the inside you’d have to pull on the lever and yank it open or closed. I noticed the window was opened a little reveling a crack. It was just big enough for me to slide my finger into it. I put my hand into the crack and slowly began to pull it open. At first it was hard top get it to budge. I kept trying, and trying until finally with a creek the lever broke. I slide the window open to retrieve it. One I had it in my grip, I closed it. It could no longer be locked. I shut it and got back onto the roof.
            “It’s open.” I told Ivy. She looked stunned at me.
            “How?” She asked a little curious.
            “The lever broke.”