Preys and Predator Part II; the monster and witches' Chapter 31

 

31.

Victor felt the disappointment when he reached the train station. He was too late to see Justine. He got the news from the maids that Justine was leaving for home. He shrugged it off then, but when Sven told him that it was the train station, he ran to catch her. He did not explain to her his feelings, his creation, and above all, why he did not report Henry to the authorities.

“Missed the train?” Victor turned to look at the one who spoke.

“No, Inspector. Just the person I was to see.”

“Justine Moritz, I met her earlier. Said she was going back home.” Chief Constable Lestrade said. “Belgium, she said.”

“I must go and see her.” Victor turned to leave. He left the station and went back to the mansion. He met Ernest, who was outside his lab.

“Did you know, Justine is dead?” Ernest smiled while he rested on the crutches.

“Say one more word, Ernest, and I will kill you.” Victor walked past the brother. “She left on the train for home.”

“Home? I thought she was……”

“What did you do, freak?” Victor held his brother by the shoulders.

“Let me go. You are hurting me.” Ernest struggled free and fell to the ground. “I am not a freak.”

“No, you are not. You are a monster. You caused Mother’s death.” Victor hit back. “Everyone knew, and we were told to keep it from you. Why did Tata allow you to be locked in the chamber? He does not want to see you. You killed my mother.”

“She is also my mother.” Ernest cried out. “I will tell Tata.”

“Do it, freak.” Victor turned to walk on. Ernest turned to crawl to the mansion. He was not able to stand up on his own.

“Victor!” But the elder brother ignored the call. Victor reached the lab and saw Henry talking to it. He was holding her hands.

It was disgusting.

“Henry, pack my bags. I am going …… away.” Victor stormed past the duo to the work desk. He was to look for his creation notes.

“To where, Master Victor?” Henry asked.

“None of your concern. Just get it done. I am to leave soon.” Victor was upset. He then looked at it and said,. “Get yourself into the cold chamber. Stay there till I return.”

“Why, Master Victor? Have I……?” It asked.

“Do not question me. Just do it.” Victor lashed out.

“I will visit you.” Henry looked at it. The affection in his expression made Victor’s anger rise. He slammed his fist on the table.

“Why are you still here, Henry?”

“I will pack your bags now, Master Victor.” Henry stepped away to the personal corner of the lab.

“No, go to my chamber. Pack from there.” Victor called out. Henry left and it went into the cold chamber. All was resolved then. Victor collected his notes and saw the revolver in the drawer. It was given to him by his father should he ever need to use it. He had not even fired it once since.

“I have carried a revolver; lots of us do, but they are the most innocent things in the world.” The Tata told the three sons soon after the death of their mother. “Mark Twain, the writer, said that.”

“Who is Mark Twain? Ernest was young then.

“He is a writer. Your mother loves his books. I, however, read some, but with my command, I relied on my revolver more.” The old man told the children. “All of you will get a revolver each. Ernest, yours will be held in care by Sven till you are older.”

“Why can I not have it now?” Ernest asked. The old man ignored the youngest and looked at William and Victor.

“The revolver may one day be of use to you. We cannot foresee the future or what may happen.” The sons never did.

Till then.

It was a turning point for Spielsdorf whipping the horse to gallop. He had escaped with the body of the Общий, laid in the rear of the carriage. He was assisted by the witches then.

“The Общий will be fine for the few days. I have administered the herbs to still his blood. Ride back with his body, Spielsdorf. He deserves a good burial.” The man heard the lady’s request. He was still in shock on seeing them: his lover and Annabelle.

“Rudolf,” Lissa looked at the man she loved. “I …”

“Lissa, you are dead. You will remain dead inside me.” Spielberg did not look at her.

“I am …” Lissa wanted to explain.

“We are dead, Spielsdorf.” It was Annabelle who cut in. “Both Lissa and I are dead. Our souls are not here. We have sacrificed to the coven to protect you, him, and the children.”

“The countess was a threat to us. You and the Общий had started a war with her when you came there years ago. She was almost terminated but escaped. She was injured, but her coven took on the families of ours. She attacked Lissa, and we had to decide between saving Lauren or her. We did the best we could. When it came to me, I sacrificed myself for Ernest.”

“Our bodies were destroyed, but our souls were taken in by the coven. We exist here as part of the ritual to watch and battle the countess. We had been waiting, and then she came back. We thought we were to battle, and you arrived. The rest you may know.” Lissa told her lover.

“Lady Annabelle, if I may address you as such. I am leaving with a friend of mine. I will have him have the burial suited for him as Общий. Thereafter, I will return here to avenge his death.”

“That monster will cease to exist when I am through.”

“No, Spielsdorf. The monster you mentioned will not be killed by you. It will take another monster to kill it.” Lissa stepped in. “Monster that……”

“I am a monster by my reputation. I will do what is needed here.” With that, Spielsdorf took to the carriage and rode off.

Henry was surprised when Victor asked him to ride along. The creation was locked in the cold chamber. They rode the carriage and were headed to the train station when Victor asked that they go to the forest. Henry obliged, and soon they reached the creek. Victor dismounted and walked to the creek. He was followed by Henry.

“Why did you come here?” Victor asked.

“It was my hideout when I was young. I used to sit here, drink the water from there, and catch the fishes I could find.” Henry smiled. “It was before Sven found me. He used to come there, but I remained hidden. That day, I was asleep here.”

Henry motioned to the bed of grass area. It was the same spot Victor saw Henry with the creation.

‘The grass here is softer. I like it here.” Henry laughed. “I used to ……...”

“Were you naked?” Victor asked.

“Yes, I was.” Henry smiled. “The forest was kind to me. It allowed me to……”

“The time you were with it. I want to know.”

“It? Why are you asking?” Henry looked at his master.

“Were you? And it was?”

“I …” Henry stuttered to reply.

“I want to hear you say it.” Victor continued his look at the grassy area.

“Yes, most times. It …... Mary does not like to be …... exposed.” Henry murmured, but Victor heard him clearly.

“Mary? Did you call her Mary?”

“Yes, it wanted a name. She insisted on a name, and I gave her one. It was Mary. As in, Mary may marry me.” Henry smiled. “It rhymed. The maids told me that words must hold a rhyme to have a meaning.”

“Mary? Marry? And it became a she?” Victor was angry. “She is mine. I created her.”

Victor bites his lips. He had just uttered the word ‘she’ to the creation.

“No, she is mine. She loves me.” Henry, in turn, got upset. “You cannot take her from me.”

“She ... It is not yours.” Victor stared at the grassy area. The image he had was revolting. “It is mine.”

“No, Master. Mary is mine.” Henry turned his back to the other. “She is mine.”

“Never!’ Victor drew the revolver and fired at the back of Henry’s head. It was his first shot with the revolver. The bullet went higher and creased the scalp. It was also when Henry moved his head downwards and then cried out his tears.

“Argh…...” Henry staggered forward. He held his right hand over the wound. “It hurt.”

Victor fired twice at the back of the man. He saw Henry fall forward, and he dropped his revolver.

“Henry……” Victor, stunned by his action, stared at the friend of his face down on the ground. The very same spot that Henry likes very much. He saw the blood spurting out of the back. He turned to run towards the carriage. He mounted and was driven off.