26.
Kane regained his consciousness and then hobbled to the doorway. He made his
way to the café downstairs and saw Howard there alongside several patrons. They
were all drinking there at the tables.
“You…”
Kane felt for his weapons, but there were none.
“Your
crossbow is here with the arrows. I may suggest you rest some more. The
witches’ act does have a profound effect on your strength.” Howard smiled.
“Have a drink on me. It will give you some help.”
“Meat
pie? No animals died but the sheep in the rear.” Howard added. “From Alistair’s
farm here.”
Alistair
was seated there holding his goblet. He was a huge man dressed like any farmer,
overall, and weather-beaten boots. He has a scar on his left cheek.
“Sheep
was mine. She strayed too near the woods. Wolf had her there, but I stopped the
kill.”
“No
thanks.” Kane grabbed his weapons and walked to the door.
‘Hold
on, Kane Helsing. I will suggest more rest. The event is tomorrow at noon, and
now is dusk. You cannot travel…….”
“I
must find my father and… brother.” Kane took leave of the tavern. His horse was
there, and he mounted it. He took to the road towards the mansion. Howard stood
there by the entrance and then returned to the counter. He leaned over and
spoke to one of the patrons.
“Jesse,
alert the pack. We have our hunt soon.”
“Long
wait, Alpha.” Jesse said, and then took leave to hunt the others. Victor was
then hunting for the missing parts. Sven showed him the hidden parts, and with
Doctor Abraham he was sorting out the needed components.
“Most
of it looked good.” Doctor Abraham studied the disassembled components. “We
need more of some ……. Perhaps from the university. They have a couple of
generators there.”
Victor
nodded and looked towards Lauren. She was tending to Abel’s wound there,
watched by the concerned father standing by the window. Sven was outside the
cottage scrummaging the ground for buried components.
“A
few more fuses, cables, and some diodes, and I think it will work.” Doctor
Abraham smiled. “I have to see the whole generator.”
“I
need to step out for a while.” Victor moved towards the door. He saw Rudolf
looking towards him. “Come with me. We can talk.”
Both
men stepped out with the rifles cradled in their arms.
“I
see you have Father’s ceremonial sword.” Victor began the conversation.
“Yes.
Sven handed it to me.” Rudolf was unaware of the sword at his waist belt. For
many years, he had worn one, and it was a part of him. “Do you want it back?’
“No,
it belongs to you now. It is a military sword and should be worn by an officer.
Father would not have minded.” Victor smiled. “William used to put it on when
Father was not around or sleeping.”
“Yes,
your father loved it.” Rudolf felt with the sword handed to him; the weight of
the responsibility was greater. Alf had used the sword to slay his foes, like
the witches and vampires.
“Why
did you not …… stop me then?” Rudolf asked.
“Sven
did. I was behind you.” Victor replied.
“It
was your creation? Was it not?” Rudolf asked.
“I
am not certain……,” Victor was to say.
“It
is yours. You created it. Which was why you returned here.”
“I
am not sure. I have not…”
“Do
not deny it, Victor. We saw it then, ten years ago. It killed the demon then.”
Rudolf had his voice raised. “Now, it is back because you are back. Was it the
reason?”
“No…”
Victor struggled to state his reason. “I came back to restore the mansion. I
also brought my daughter here to see the place. I was not aware of the creation
for years.”
“And
it is here. So are the demons, and what else……. Perhaps the witches.” Rudolf
sighed.
“What
witches, Rudolf? I knew of none.” Victor looked towards Rudolf. “Tell me if I
missed anything.”
“No,
nothing missed out. I was just muttering.” Rudolf looked towards the trees. It
was the same for Lauren, who was then peeking from the window. Abel hobbled
over to stand next to her.
“It
was not his fault that I got shot.” Abel assured the lady. “Anyway, I am shot.”
“No,
I am not faulting my father.” Lauren looked at Abel. “You are a brave man to
face the demon.”
“I
was? I was more afraid then.” Abel laughed. “I am not as brave most times. Kane
is the braver one. I cannot stand bats.”
“Me
too.” Lauren laughed. They carried on their conversation watched by Doctor
Abraham. The older man was seated there when Victor left the living area.
Doctor Abraham smiled to himself. He was amused that Abel was talking to a lady
besides the ones he knew at home. His son was not much of a man compared to
Kane. Abel tends to be silent when he is with the elder brother. He recalled
Abel was still under training, but Abraham decided to bring him along.
“Demons!”
Doctor Abraham heard the warning from outside. He rushed out with the rifle
ready and saw both men looking at the trees.
“I
saw some movements.” Rudolf told the others. “Sven, where are you? He walked to
the trees earlier.”
There
was no reply then.
“Wait
here. I will check.” Rudolf set off on his own. Doctor Abraham stepped up next
to Victor.
“Did
you see anything?” Doctor Abraham asked.
“No.
It was Rudolf who called out. Where is Lauren?”
“Inside
with Abel,” Doctor Abraham replied. He then heard the scream, and then Abel was
seen flung out by the window. Both men rushed in, but they were stunned by the
flash of light from inside. More sounds of clashes were heard, and then total
darkness. Rudolf was then rushing past them into the cottage. Doctor Abraham
and Victor attended to Abel, who was on the ground outside.
“Lauren!”
Rudolf called out when he stepped in the cottage. The place was a mess with
strewn furniture and marks of burns. “Where are you?”
“I
am here.” Lauren called out from the corner. “The demons were here. Two of them
grabbed Abel. He was thrown out. I had to…….”
“What
did …… Oh, no. You used your spell again.” Rudolf sighed. “Are you hurt?”
“No,
I am fine. I …… killed them.” Lauren pointed to the wall in front. Rudolf
looked at it and saw the burnt marking that resembled two figures. “I did not
mean to.”
“It
is fine, Lauren. You did well.” Rudolf hugged his daughter.
“The
spell was …… powerful. More than I had done before.” Lauren sobbed into her
father’s chest. “It was horrible.”
Suddenly,
Lauren pushed away and asked about Abel. They walked out to the outside and saw
Abel being helped up by the father.
“He
is shaken but fine. Maybe some aches to follow.” Doctor Abraham told Rudolf.
“What happened inside?”
“We
do not know. For instance, there was an explosion, and when I went in, Lauren
was at the corner with her head held down,” Rudolf said. “It could be an
explosion.”
“I
may suggest we move to the lab. There we could secure the place.” Victor said.
“I will leave a note for Sven.”
Sven,
who was nearby, saw the explosion and was at the other side of the cottage. He
had seen such explosions, not of the explosives deployed by man, but of the
magical spells of witches. He sat the trio of demons, and two went in while the
third one stood guard outside. The explosion came soon after, and the demon
outside took off. Sven followed the demon trail and saw it went towards the
creek. There it was met by two others.
“Tareek,
the witch terminated Turo and Nyet.” The demon who escaped said. “I was
outside.”
“It
cannot be. She is not a witch yet.” The demon called Tareek hissed. “She is
still ……. Who is there?”
Sven
turned to run but was faced by another demon.
“A
mortal who has decided to be immortalized.” The demon standing before Sven
hissed out. Sven thrust his rifle at the demon but was deflected from his move.
He turned to run in the other direction and found himself surrounded by four
demons.
“You
are to die, mortal.” Tareek snarled at Sven. “I…”
The
first demon who escaped the cottage found its head smashed open. The blow
cracked the skull of the demon into two halves, and then its spine was pulled
out. The other three demons stepped back, but the second demon was grabbed by
its left upper limb and tossed against the oak tree.
“Flee!”
Tareek called out and turned to leave. It felt the strong grip on the back of
its neck; the grip pressed deep onto the back, and then the flesh gave way. It
was then the spine gave way and was removed from the frame. Tareek screamed
out, but its soul was leaving the demon.
The
remaining demon fled into the woods while Sven was stunned by the attack. He
stood there staring at the bloodied ground and saw the roots of the tree
claimed the dead demons.
“Mary
……” Sven uttered. Mary stood there looking at the roots that devoured the
demons’ remains. The dark blood dripped from its hands.
“Mary,
for God’s sake.” Sven fell to his knees. “What are you?”
Mary
had then taken off back to the woods. It was then Sven heard the voice.
“A
creation, Sven.” The voice was familiar, yet Sven was unable to make out the
two figures standing before him, or rather floating there.
“Hello,
Sven. It is me, Annabelle.”
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