Forever (Fallen 3)

Gabriel shook his head and muttered, “Idiot,” under his breath, before joining his group. Three seconds passed, and then he said, “Go.”

We headed to the right, careful to use the trees as cover.

The compound was located beneath the forest, the entrance somewhere in the middle.

I caught the scent of the unknown vampire and my stride slowed.

I spotted her through the trees. She was tall with cropped black hair and shrewd eyes.

We charged forward and her eyes widened.

She began to spin around quickly, kicking up dirt and debris, creating a cyclone.

Jonathon hands and arms began to glow with the light of his blue flames.

Not to be deterred, we continued forward.

Jonathon surged in front of me and disappeared into the cyclone. Within seconds, the dirt settled back down and we could see Jonathon holding the female vampire by the arms. Her pale skin turned black and began to crumble into ash where his hands touched her. One of the Coven members fired their weapon and an arrow pierced her heart. Weakened, she didn’t stand a chance. Jonathon reached up and with a sickening twist, removed her head from her body, and then burned the remains.

“That was easy,” he grinned.

Too easy, I thought. Everything was bound to go downhill from here.

We circled around, back to the starting point, to meet back up with everyone else.

One group was already there and the other appeared only a minute after us.

Without pausing to talk, we moved forward, following Gabriel to the entrance of the compound.

Suddenly, he stopped and crouched down. He brushed his hands over the dirt and leaves, clearing it away. A wooden door soon appeared.

“We’ve made it this far folks,” Gabriel tipped his head at us, “here’s to hoping we see each other on the other end.”

With a yank, he pulled the door open.

A vampire stood on the steps, this one outfitted in the protective armor Gabriel had talked about, while the ones on duty outside hadn’t been wearing them. I realized that to the Originals, the vampires we had killed were disposable to them. The ones in the armor were the ones we needed to worry about.

With lightening fast reflexes Gabriel reached for the vampire and grabbed him around the neck.

“Hello Kyro,” he sneered, digging his fingers into the vampire’s throat. His silver eyes bulged as he tried in vain to fight Gabriel.

With a flick of his fingers, the vampire’s head dislocated form the body.

He let the head drop and grinned up at Jonathon. “Would you mind taking care of that?”

“No problem,” Jonathon bent and lit the body on fire.

“I never did like that guy,” Gabriel shook his head.

Rocks crashed behind us, sealing the entrance closed. There was only one way to go now.

Suddenly, the sounds of footsteps echoed around the chamber we were descending into.

“That doesn’t sound good,” Gabriel looked towards the mouth of the cave…could it be considered a cave when the walls were made of metal? “We have to move, fast. Stick together or you’ll get lost, and that means imminent death.”

“Thanks for that, I feel so much better,” Mason snapped.

We jogged at a fast human pace, so the Coven members could keep up, deeper and deeper beneath the ground. I wasn’t sure how far down we were going but the slope didn’t seem about to end. There were doorways branching off and we couldn’t escape the sound of footsteps. They seemed to be coming from everywhere, even with vampire senses I was unable to pinpoint their exact location, and figured that had to do with the “magic” of this place. They knew we were here and they were trying to confuse us.