Chapter 17
Note: Scarlett and Ace's ship name is Scarce. Came up with it myself.
“They’re in here!”
“Are they awake?”
“No!”
“Kill them!”
My eyes fly open and just in time I jump off the bed. A sword thwacks down at where I was just laying. My eyes fly to the attacker; Amelia. She’s standing on top of the bed. Her hair is more frizzier than ever and her eyes are hungry. There’s a sword in her hands. Around her waist are a bunch of more weapons on her belt.
She smiles at me, showing her fangs. “Well, well, well. The number one ranker and the vampire. Who knew?”
I snarl at her, then look to the sleeping Ace. “ACE! WAKE UP! PLEASE!” I cry out desperately, but it’s no use. If he didn’t wake up from that, I don’t know what will.
She looks down at him, the smile still on her face. “Say goodnight to your boyfriend, Scarlett.” And before she can thwack the sword down, Ace wakes up, kicking her down with his feet. He must’ve been awake the entire time. She falls onto the bed and he pins her down, taking the sword from her hands and throwing it to me. I run over to him. He looks at me with the most serious face I’ve ever seen him wear.
“Get dressed. Now.”
Without hesitating, I rip my shirt off, throwing on the one I had from yesterday. I throw my jeans on, sword still in hand. I don’t care if he’s watching or not, right now’s not the time. “In my closet, Scar. Grab me a shirt and there should be extra weapons in there.”
He’s holding her down like she weighs a feather. She’s trying to escape, but to no use. There’s screams coming from downstairs, and a lot of smashing of items. I ignore it and run into the closet. He’s right; tons of weapons. Including the ones he took from me when we first got here. I find my belt and loop it through, loading it up. I grab weapons for him, and a shirt.
I run back, tossing him the shirt. He’s not on top of Amelia anymore. She’s knocked unconscious; he probably punched her in the face. He throws the shirt over his head, and he takes the weapons I handed him. “Follow me and be completely silent, alright?”
“I told you they knew. I told you.”
“Later, Scar.”
No matter how badly I want to chew him out, I don’t. I can wait for that. He opens the door slowly, gun cocked and at the ready. He steps out, and I follow him. He peers over the railing and I do the same. Riker is down there, fighting off Graham. Lexi is there too, only fighting off Lex. I don’t see Piers, but with the noise that’s going on in the next room, I’m pretty sure he’s here.
Ace looks to me. “I’ll go downstairs. You find Piers. Get everyone together, grab the keys to the car, and go, okay?”
I nod. “Okay.”
He doesn’t even use the stairs. He throws himself over the railing. I roll my eyes and grab my own gun, heading into the next room. I open the door slowly, gun ready. Mira’s here; but her back is facing me. Piers is a couple feet away from her, but he sees me, and she doesn’t.
“Have any girlfriends, Piers?” She snickers, knife in hand.
Piers glares at her. “No, and I’d like to keep it that way.”
“What about ex-girlfriends, Piers?”
His face twists, and he looks like he did that day when we first started training with the knifes. “Why?”
“No reason….oh Claire….” She sings out, and I get my gun ready. All of a sudden, a girl with long brown hair, almost black, comes out from the bathroom. She’s pretty; but evil. She’s got a knife in her hand, and Piers looks like he wants to hurl. “I’ll leave you two alone.”
She turns around, and I take my gun and smack her in the face. She collapses to the floor and I snarl at the girl named Claire. “Who the hell are you!?”
Piers is gripping the side of his bed, staring at her. “Claire…what…what did you do?”
“Nothing,” She shrugs, her long curly hair bouncing with her. “I just needed…a change.”
“Why?” He looks ready to cry and kill her at the same time. “Why would you do this?”
“Piers we need to go!” I scream at him, glancing to the bitchy girl. He throws a hand at me to say ‘not now’.
The girl looks to me with a disgusted look. “Whose this?”
“Your murderer,” I snap at her.
She growls at me and lunges. I dodge it. Her knife goes through the wall behind me. While she’s trying to grab that, I take my knife from my belt and slice at her arm. Piers screams behind me. “Scar, no!”
He pushes me out of the way. I feel like murdering him now. “Piers, what the fuck are you doing!?”
“Don’t hurt her, alright?” He begs, and behind him, Claire gets her knife free.
“Piers, watch out!” I yell at him, shoving him to the side. I kick the girl in the stomach; she goes flying to the other side of the room. “We need to leave, now!” Not letting him decide, I shove him out the door and down the stairs, scoping it out. The four of them have disappeared.
I take the gun out again, moving slowly, but fast at the same time. Claire is still upstairs and who knows when she’ll get up. All of a sudden, Riker comes out from the kitchen, looking panicked. “They have Ace.”
My heart drops. “No.” I push past him, running into the kitchen. The back door is open, and there’s Graham, halfway out of it, holding onto Ace. Problem is, there’s a gun that’s being held to his head.
“Don’t move,” Graham says quickly. I stop moving. Ace looks out of it completely; like he took a really bad beating. Like he was on the ground, and they were kicking him, and punching him. It makes me start shaking with rage. “Stay there and I won’t kill him.”
“Leave him alone! Please, leave him alone!” I beg, tears leaking down my face. “Take me! Take me instead, please, take me!” Please. Take me. Leave him here. I need him safe, you can’t have him. Please.
He pauses in the doorway. “I have no use for you.”
“Yes you do,” I say, tumbling over my own words. “I’m the number one hunter. Take me. I’m a better fighter, he’s not. He’s just a stupid vampire. Take me, please, take me.”
To my relief, he drops Ace to the ground. “Drop all your weapons. Now.” I take my weapons off, dropping them to the ground. But I still have some in my boots. “Come here. Slowly.”
“Scar. Scar no, stay here, dammit!” Riker roars at me from the entrance of the kitchen.
Suddenly, Graham turns the gun, pointing it to Riker. It goes off, hitting him in the arm. “Shut up.”
I jump, eyes widening. Riker hisses through the pain, staring at me with pleading eyes. But I’ve already made up my mind. I’m going with Graham to save Ace. Who knows what they’ll do to him. Graham grabs me, throwing me to his chest, cold gun to my temple. “We’re leaving. Tell Ace that if he wants her alive, he better not do anything stupid.”
And then he’s tugging me out the door.
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HahaIgotanAonmyChemistrytesthaha
That's the first test this entire year that I've gotten an A on
How depressing