Daxton's POV -
My heart is on fire, my mind was clouded with the thoughts of her. I dedicated my whole life for the woman I love, I've been watching her ever since she was little but those fucking black witches took her from me?
Damn it! I would never give up on her, I could risk my own life just for her safety.
Oh Maive, I just need you to do something for me... Just be safe until we arrive to save you. Just be alive and I'll do the rest. I know you could do that. Please... wait for me.
I kept saying in my head, hoping that she could hear me as vampires kept on attacking us. Soon, they will for sure be dead. Their numbers are decreasing and decreasing as time passes by despite their countless numbers. There were more than hundreds and I couldn't tell the exact number.
Unfortunately, in this land I couldn't shift into my wolf form. I'm sure that is the same for Cyrus and Butch. I was not that surprised... I already expected that these witches would do us dirty.
They were never to play fair, we may have attacked the Land of Black Witches unprepared but when it comes to the woman I love... I am always prepared.
If they touch Maive, they will surely get what they deserve and I won't let them go until I'm satisfied... no, I would never let them go once I catch those bitches.
I will kill them with my own hands... for touching her. I will make them suffer for everything. They should have known that my weakness could also be my strength. Last night, I did not even imagine that I would be here... but what could I do when they played their cards wrong?
I will kill them, for sure. I could feel the bloodlust in my veins. With this feeling building up within me, there's no way those witches would get away from us.
My vision was red. It was the thing when my eyes turned like this... and I knew, I have never controlled myself with this bloodlust.
I will not come clean, I have killed several times. It was nothing new... but with a different goal now, killing makes it more bearable.
"You fucking lowlife!" I kicked the gut of the vampire who was about to hit me with a pipe. Even at times like these, when they are way more numerous than us, they still play dirty tricks, huh?
They are at advantage because their strengths are not restricted; while, our power here is useless. We could only use our strength to battle a lot of vampires.
In a normal situation, I would have punched every single one who has dared to come at me but that would only waste our time. There's no time for that.
"Do you want to die?!" I snapped at Butch, almost cutting his throat, when he smacked my head.
He gestured a peace sign as he smiled at me, "Cool down your head. We need to calm down." He, then, patted my back. He did the same for Cyrus who seemed uncontrollable.
Cyrus is too different from the normal Cyrus I knew. Usually, he was just cold but right now... he is a crazy monster.
When Butch touched Cyrus, he was ready to kill him, however, he stopped the moment he saw Butch smile... there was something in Butch's charm that could calm us and I wonder if it was a power gifted to him.
The three of us looked at each other and laughed. No, not really a laugh, but a chuckle.
We needed that. Ever since our group formed, Butch was the one to keep it in balance. Cyrus and I are both hot-headed. We needed someone who will bring some ice to our head and it was Butch.
I sighed, my eyes turned back to normal again. Finally, I was a lot calmer than earlier.
Darkness was the surroundings but our eyesight could see through it. I cannot believe that we have been fighting here non-stop for how many hours. However, right now, after hours of fighting everyone who gets in our way, I can now see the light in a tunnel. The vampires surrounding us are getting thinner.
I don't feel tired despite my body getting exhausted, I am determined to save Maive more than anything.
We will get there in no time.
Just wait for me, Maive... a little more and I will fucking kill everyone who laid fingers on you.
- Maive's POV -
My heart is breaking apart every time I remember how Daxton looks... everytime I remember the vampires hurting him. I couldn't forget the look on his face, despite how tough he acted, he is still looking vulnerable to me.
It has been hours since we got to see the 3K's from the visuals made by witches. I have no idea whatever is going on right now. I have no idea what is happening right there. Were they able to succeed? Or are they harmed? I have no idea and it also breaks my heart thinking of so many possibilities.
One thing for sure, the witches here are waiting for them to arrive. There were five now as three other witches arrived not long after. Aside from those, there were vampires who had arrived too. A group of vampires with over 10 of them. I could totally see that they are under the spell of these witches.
I wanted to do something, to get out of here and not let the boys get in here because it would only result in their death. However, my vision is a bit blurry. I am getting dizzy from the wound in my head... the pain from slaps, punches, and other abuse were also subsiding on my system. I could feel my body aching all over. Yet, I have to fight... I cannot lose... not today.
I cannot let Daxton die and I knew that I needed to do something.
"A-Anne, are you... okay?" I managed to ask. She was lying on the floor and if my sight was still accurate, her eyes were closed. Damn it!
Among the three of us, Anne got the most beating. She was tough even though she looked so weak.
She coughed blood before answering, "W-we should n-not let them c-come here..."
One of the witches probably heard that as she rushed immediately towards Anne and pulled her hair in irritation.
"Stop that!"
"Let her go!"
Gabriella and I screamed in unison. Anne did not even hissed in pain as she was barely conscious. We need to be out of here as soon as possible.
I am now starting to get double vision. Fuck, I hate being helpless.
"Please don't hurt her..." I mumbled, I wonder if that was even audible to them.
A little more beating and Anne might pass out. I am afraid that I will lose a friend and I am still useless.
Someone punched me in the gut, which made me cough out blood. I am sure that my face is full of blood stains. I couldn't even feel what part of my body was aching , however, all I know is that I am wounded. Yet, I'm becoming numb.
Oh Daxton, these witches are insane, you shouldn't come here.
I heard Gabriella scream something... did they also hurt Gabriella? But my ears were a bit disoriented so I couldn't comprehend what it was.
I fell to my knees after that. Even then, they were still not satisfied, I found my hair being pulled for me to stand up on my knees. I was punched again in my stomach.
I was deeply hurt by that. However, I couldn't scream. Just the pain and fatigueness getting mixed up together. My eyes began to water, I just can't do this anymore. I rather be killed than be tortured like this.
Fuck, is this the end? Is this how I will die after so many things that happened to my life? Suddenly, the memories of me when I was 12 years old came flashing in my head, I was also beaten badly... I was dying as blood kept on flowing out of my body.
However, there was something or someone who came to me... and-
'He's here!'
A voice in my mind exclaimed. It was full of hope... but worried at the same time.
I knew who it was, especially because of the voice in my head. She only speaks whenever Daxton is around. It is for sure Daxton as I smelled his scent although it was faint.
Soon enough, a loud thud reached my ears. It was like a door had been kicked and it fell into the ground.
I opened my eyes and that's when I saw him despite the blurry vision I had. I was relieved. I felt comforted by just his presence. But I was worried more than anything.
"Y-You s-shouldn't be...h-here," I tried to say but those last two punches I have received made it difficult for me to say a word without coughing up blood.
The group of vampires started attacking them again. It was even more hurtful to see them this close and getting hit. I know they are tired.
They should leave. These black witches are crazy.