OctoberSkys

It was like a slap in the face as the realization of the situation came to a point. Silas refused to heal and refused to take care of the problem. Elizabeth stood as Silas and Red began to bicker back and forth with one another. All she could do was watch as the two go at it. Her body numb as she contemplated her life. She was preparing to die here in this moment with two men who were arguing about weather one man should drink blood to heal himself or not and the other refusing to heal….with blood. Her thoughts began to scatter into the realization that she had no clue what Silas was. Was he human? He looked human….maybe he was half human half…. Elizabeth was jolted from her thoughts as Silas placed his hands on her shoulders. “Elizabeth”. “I’m sorry, about everything. You…. Probably know by now that-“ “I don’t mean to ruin this heart-warming moment, but if you won’t accept blood, we’re in some real trouble. Richard’s men are hot on our heels and we’re almost out clean out of ammunition!” Elizabeth felt heat on her shoulders as his hands rested so casually on them. It wasn’t until she heard the pain in his voice. “And you were hoping that I would go nuts and tear them apart?” He placed the blame on James but in all truth it was her idea to find Silas and have him demolish the men. She was just as sick and twisted if not more. This was why she could not say she was any better than Silas or Red. She had the same mentality as the both of them. She was just as depraved as Silas…. Again she was thrown from her thoughts as her body erupted in warmth, Silas had made his way to her and embraced her in a hug. She was standing in the middle of a blizzard with a ripped up dress and nothing to keep her warm but here she was burning up. She was unable to speak as he whispered into the wind, sure only she could hear him. It was the “incase I never see you again that caused her heart to start beating rapidly in her chest. She was just now processing that this was his good bye. Elizabeth sucked in a breath through parted lips; she was preparing to give her last good bye. It was there on the tip of her tongue, the good bye that was inevitable. Even as she began to speak the feel of Silas’ stubble dragging along her jaw caused the breath she had taken to leave. There was no time to react as his lips crashed into hers. The feel of her first kiss was foreign and new. His brazen kiss only caused her hands to shoot up to his chest and her eyes to immediately close. Was this happening? What was happening? Elizabeth couldn’t stop her body from reacting, melting into him as if she was meant to be there. That feeling of warmth radiated though out her. Though she was taken by surprise she savored every second until she felt the stubble of his beard a crossed her cheek again. He was hugging her again but this time it was more possessive then goodbye. Silas released her and then as if time was moving in slow motion the events that played out next caused her heart to ache. The realization that this was it, a possible good bye between them only caused her eyes to water. It was quick but there and gone all together. This was her playing field. She was the best at covering up murders and making it appear like everything was normal. As she looked up she knew Silas was going to be far gone he did have enhanced speed and senses… “Change of plans…. Silas said he had enhanced senses right? He can her me if I call out to him right?” “Well, I mean yeah.” Red have her a curious look. “EXPLOSIVES! I NEED EXPLOSIVES! MEET US AT THE ABANDOND MINES!” Her voice carried but she was not sure if he heard her. Bullets would still blow up the mines as she needed. “Okay, let’s go.” She was moving further away and more towards the mountains. “Elizabeth are you sure about this? What if he didn’t hear you? He is weak right now.” “He can smell us right?” “Yes, but what if he can’t get to us in time?” “Then he doesn’t get to us in time and I will have to improvise. I can’t force him to drink my blood. I don’t want to make him do something he doesn’t want to do. Red we can’t do that to him. He seemed really torn and regretful.” “Look I aint saying that we are gonna die without him but look at the odds and I would have never asked him to do that but look…as long as I have known that man I have never seen him be able to walk away when he is like that.” “Beasting out?” Red gave a chuckle and shook his head. “That is a new one. I aint heard that one yet.” “Well I am a little new to this Red.” “That hunger he has inside of him…it has always controlled him. There has never been a time when he had control over that part of him. Today was the first time I have witnessed that man walk away from a meal and he walked away from you of all people. I cannot tell you how many times he had to get away from you because of how much he wanted to rip you apart.” Red looked down in shame for saying something so harsh. “I get it Red. You don’t have to act like you broke my favorite toy.” “I know I just hadn’t said it out loud before. “ Elizabeth and Red trekked their way up to the old abandoned mines that were just on the edge of Silas’ property. That was going to be one massive tomb. She was going to even put the other body parts in there and burn the thing down. No one will ever know what happened. “I am going to trap them in there….then when they are dead I will clean up the house and burn the son of a bitch down. No one will ever know what happened here and we can go on living our lives. The other maids are locked in the safe room and couldn’t have possibly seen what happened here. I think once I am finished life should go back to normal.” She wanted to laugh at that statement. Normal…what was normal anymore? She touched her lips and then shook her head as she pushed on. There was no time to think about Silas and his abrupt kiss. A kiss she did not have time to react to. The mine was only a bit further away. The men would have a hard time finding them that far up. The snow only worsened as they got closer to the mountain base. It felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders as she looked at the entrance of the mine. She took no time in getting started. Her eyes focused on running the traps and preparing the mine to encase the bodies of those who have opposed her. She could only hope that Silas heard her plea and would find them there. She was going to have to pull a miracle out of her ass if she was going to save Red and herself. Hell if Silas doesn’t show will that mean that he is dead? Her breath hitched at the thought of him lying lifeless in the snow. Her heart began to race as she thought about how stupid she had been. He kissed her, finally returned her feeling and all she could do was freeze up. What if she never saw him again? What if that was it? A kiss she was too shocked to return! Was that going to be the highlight of their relationship? Her first kiss was not how she expected it to be…. He had to come back to her….they were just getting started.

Awe, Ben thank you soo much! You have been there with me every step of the way! You have pushed me and supported me even when I was ready to give up in the medical field! You were there for me when I was pregnant and hormonal! Both times might I add! You even knew that if I was gone from here it was because I was pursuing my dreaming! The medical field is a lot of training and studying and I sometimes go MIA without being able to say anything. This role play was what kept me going and what helped me learn! I as so thankful to have you! I am thankful to you for having patients with me And always being there to guide me!

It was sudden, James whisking her out of the room and off to the Kitchen. She was confused at this point. Her little cut causing this much of an uproar? Something wasn’t right. She had barley nicked it…right? Elizabeth looked into the mirror that sat just off in the corner. Her Caramel eyes peered at the red that was slowly making its way down her cheek. She had not a clue that she had actually cut herself this badly. Sighing, Elizabeth grabbed the small kit they kept in the kitchen for instances of a cut finger or maybe even a poke or two from cooking. “I take it a deal went south, he lost goods or he is angry with having to spend unnecessary money on some mess up his workers made?” Her voice was calm as she looked in the mirror cleaning her cut. The Alcohol burned but she showed no sign of discomfort. James seemed taken back by her comment. He would forget how long she has been around sometimes. “Yes, I believe so….something of that nature.” He gave a somewhat distracted answer. He honestly was not sure what caused Aaron’s outburst. He filed all the contracts in a timely manner and even made a few more deals with them. Money was coming in from left and right with no signs of stopping. He had an amazing month at the factory with no injuries and no payouts. He was dreading the founder’s ball but then again he dreads that every year. He had never threw a full on tantrum over that silly old ball. James was now curious as to why the man trash his room. He looked up at Elizabeth, curious to know if maybe she was the problem. James walked out of the kitchen up the grand staircase. He was letting the wheels in his old mind turn. He carried himself up and over to Aaron’s room. He gave a slight knock before he entered into the domain and began stepping over all the debris. “Hmm, you did quite a number on the old room this time. Much worse than the last time I would say. It makes me wonder what on earth pissed you off enough to completely dismantle your entire room. I mean a chair or two sure…knocking all your stuff to the floor that’s normal but to completely destroy your dresser and a bed post….even the chairs and tables.” James looked up at him one eyebrow raised. “Care to talk to me about the issue? I mean we have had a great quarter and our revenue has jumped so I know it cannot be anything to do with work…” James let a small breath out as he picked up a book that was on the floor beneath him. “Wouldn’t have anything to do with that young lady down in the kitchen would it?” James had been around for a while now and it wasn’t hard to guess what was eating at his dearest and oldest friend. ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` Elizabeth finished cleaning the cut that now donned her cheek. She rolled her eyes as she put the first aid kit away and grabbed a glass, making herself a cup of coffee and then sitting at the small table off in the corner. This is where she would do her chore sheets and any other paper work for James. She sighed as she looked off into the distance, her mind going to dinner and causing her cheeks to flush. The small zing she felt when her feet accidently bumped against his was enough to take her breath away, that and the absolute fear that he was going to kill her for it. Was she sick or something? How can she be so… so attached? No that is not the word… attracted to him. Yes, how can she be so attracted to a murderous beast? Is it because she is twisted in her own ways? She had to be clinically insane but then again…… Her mind floated to the bath incident. Maybe she was being a normal woman. There was nothing wrong with it… he was in fact an attractive man. She needed to get a grip though, no more pining… or fantasy stuff. The dream she was having just before he woke her with his fit was proof enough that she needed to get it together. He would never see her in any other way beside that she was his maid. Taking another sip of her coffee she gave a soft smile and rolled her eyes. She couldn’t help but think about why Aaron had turned into such a monster…..

The cold bit at Elizabeth as she dredged through the fresh fallen snow. Red was well ahead of her as they made their way toward Silas. She was not sure if she wanted to hug him or shoot him but one thing was for sure…she need that monster to help them. They were outnumbered and well really not outmatched just that well their skills could only carry them so far. The wind howled as the sky danced in bright colors. The sun was coming up now and hopefully would provide even an ounce of warmth. “Red, what if he isn’t here any longer?” “He will be… He has to be or we are dead.” “Red… you know you’re like a father to me…I” “No Liz…we are not doing that.” “Well if they don’t get us Silas will!” She snapped and her face fell. “I have never seen that man walk away from a kill…. But you, he ran from you like the plague. I think aas long as you’re here he aint gonna harm me or you.” “I hope your right…” Things fell silent between the two as they continued on. The sounds of men yelling and gun shots still rang out behind them. Elizabeth was in deep thought again. Her mind on nothing other than that man and his rejection of her. Was that why? He rejected her because he knew who she was and knew that she would hate him? Was it because he knew what monster lied beneath and chose to keep her from it? Her head was spinning with all the possibilities. Elizabeth slowed when Red called out that he could see Silas , she stopped in her tracks when he called out to them. She didn’t care if he was in his right mind or not. She just stood there as Red ran to Silas. She watched as he looked him over and sighed as he saw the wounds not healing. There was no way Silas could get them out of this mess in this condition, not without blood. “Silas, you’re not gonna be much help like this… you need blood. I would give you mine but I don’t want you hunting me down for more.” Red chuckled and then sat down beside Silas. “I mean there are at least 30-40 men coming for us. I can’t do that on my own….” Red looked up and noticed Elizabeth frozen where she stood. Her eyes on Silas as she held the revolver in her hand. “I guess I ought to let her shoot you and get it over with huh? She is very angry with you. Besides it’s not like it will kill ya. ” He gave a laugh and nodded his head toward her patting Silas on the back. Elizabeth just stood there watching him her heart pounding in her chest. She was angry and relived at the same time. Her eyes were welling with tears or anger and happiness. Taking a deep breath she started toward the two men, her eyes never leaving Silas as she stalked toward him in a slow predatory way. When she found herself in front of him, she clinched the gun and her hand started shaking. She was angry yes but relived as well. In one swift motion she raised her gun and then landed a blow across Silas’s face. As quickly as she hit him, she fell to her knees and her arms flew around his neck as she let the tears fall, all while scolding him. “Why did you run off? I thought you were dead or dying and you left without even an explication!” She pulled back, her arms still around him as she looked him in his cold black eyes, her Golden hues seeing right through the darkness. Loud shots rang out and Elizabeth looked back knowing that she had to do something. Pulling the bandage off of her wrist she held it to him. Her eyes determined as she took a breath. She knew what she needed to do. IF only a little of her blood caused his killing spree at the house imagine what a little more would do… like say all those men behind her. “This is what you need right? This will help you to take care of our little problem right?” Elizabeth looked down for only a second before she made one last comment. “Silas, you better not let me die …..” Her eyes speaking volumes, telling him that she had a lot of questions, that he had to explain to her what was happening and most of all her love for him.

Elizabeth looked around her as she took in the broken chairs and pictures. The glass objects that donned his dresser were shattered on the floor. What caused her breath to catch was the raw animalistic look on Aaron’s face as he spun on her. His labored breathing as he looked at her. There was something in his eyes that spoke to her, a look that danced on the fine line or murderous and confused. “Elizabeth” Her heart beat increased as she watched him. His body ridged as he spit her name. He seemed to be caught off guard. “What are you doing here?” She was silent for a long while, her thoughts racing as she looked at Aaron. Her eyes began searching him for some answer as to why he just trashed his room. She involuntarily took a step forward, her bare foot retracting as it felt the hard pinch of something sharp beneath her foot. This caused her to break her eye contact and look down at the piece of wood lying at her feet. “I am here because I thought someone was trying to harm you. I came to make sure you were alright.” Her voice was soft as she looked back up at him. Her breath was still a bit labored as adrenalin continued to surge through her. “I see that you are um, fine I suppose.” She gave a shake of her head and realized that he could have hurt himself. Elizabeth stepped around all the debris and found herself in front of Aaron. She grabbed his hands and began to check them for any cuts or scrapes. To her surprise his hands had not one scratch on them. She gave a confused looks as she assessed him further. When she was happy with the results she turned, her back was now to him as she looked at the mess she would have to clean. Taking a deep breath Elizabeth stooped down and began to pick up the large chunks of wood and put them in a pile. Grabbing a large piece of would she gave it a tug but it did not lift, pulling again she grunted. Finally giving up on the large piece her hand moved to a smaller one, yanking it up it flew toward her. The wood met with the side of her cheek and she hissed in pain. Touching her cheek she could feel the scratch she now had. Of course she would smack herself in the face with wood. Mumbling under her breath she continued to move the wood that was large enough to be disposed of to a corner. She couldn’t help but think about what had his so angry that he would destroy his own room. “My Lord if you wish I can allow you to sleep and clean this tomorrow or if you are okay with my presence here I will clean now.” She stopped to look at him awaiting a reply. What made him so angry that he crushed half the furniture in the room? A small voice in the back of her head said that this was her fault but how when she had done nothing….or was it because of the accidental touching at dinner? Was this him taking his anger out on something other than her….again. Another thought running through her head was how on earth he managed to smash all the wood. He was well built and strong no doubt. The preview he so nicely bestowed her was enough to show her just how muscular he was. Still, there is no man strong enough to completely smash a full sized chair, break off a bed post, and rip apart a drawer and a very heavy coffee table.

This had to be her personal hell. She could feel the burning across her shoulder as she hit the snow and crawled behind a large oak. Red was right behind her as his had hit the now. The pain that seared through her back could only mean one thing, she had been grazed. The smell of fire and lead clouded her sense of smell and the flurries of snow mixed with smoke made it hard for her to see much of anything. There was only a split second of silence before the yelling and more gun shots rang out. It was swift, Red had a man by the throat and began shouting orders at her. She could barely hear over the roar of men and gun fire. She did not hesitate when she realized what her dear old friend was saying. Quickly she dashed over to the rifle and pulled it to its proper position. She was trained well by Red in case of a house invasion. He said he wanted the girls to be safe but now she was thinking that there was more to the story. That and he didn’t have anyone to pass his skills down to. Elizabeth took a long deep breath, the winter air shredding her lungs as she did. Her breathing steadies and in a swift motion her finger was quick on the trigger. Once, twice, three times and she could hear the men hit the ground. The sound of their bodies falling from their horses gave her a sick satisfaction. She began her reload as she tried to cover Red as best as he had taught her. She was no Red but he was strict on her. She was well disciplined in the art of handling a gun. Looking around her she gave off a small grin. Her eyes darting from left to right. It was then that her brain began to push into over drive. If it was cover Red wanted ….it was cover he was going to get. Elizabeth’s hands fell to the bottom of her tattered dress and she pulled hard. The sound of her dress ripping was faint but there it was, a slit up the side giving her better range of motion. In one swift motion she began her climb. The tree she was climbing had to have been as wide as a car and just as thick. It was the perfect cover. She continued her climb until she was well hidden in the trees. No one could see her as she steadied her gun and began to take out as many men as she could. Her eyes then landed on the one man who caused this. He was the problem…. him. Elizabeth began to reload as she readied herself to take aim at that snake. Something in the distance caught her eye. Trees rustling and some even falling as if they were being chopped down. That could only mean one thing… Silas. He obviously had the strength to rip apart men so why not knock down trees. Red was pretty impressed with his student. Ever since she had showed interest in his guns he started to teach her how to handle them and to properly use them. She was a good shot and had the potential to be an amazing marks men. Red covered her as she climbed and took out a few more men with the guns he had picked up off of the fallen. He still wasn’t sure how he was going to get them out of this mess. He needed to think of something a fast. “Get your head out of the clouds girl!” Red called out as he took out a few more men. “I think I found him….” Elizabeth’s voice was low but loud enough to be heard. “Who?” “Silas…. The trees over there look as if they are being worked by a lumber mill but you and I both know he doesn’t own one or have one on his property. We can lead all of these men to their deaths if we can lead them to Silas. This would be the best way to get out of this mess.” Red didn’t like the idea of leading these men to Silas for the slaughter but Elizabeth was right. That was the only way both she and He would make it out. With a reluctant nod Red began to move backwards, gun aimed and at the ready. He was well trained and his skill surmounted even Silas at times. Elizabeth jumped down from the tree and ignored her already injured foot. She followed close to Red but not so close that it would give them away. Gun shots rang out as they fired and was fired upon. The strategic plan to get them to Silas was their only hope. That or hoped Silas would be curious enough to come looking for more blood. Elizabeth, though trying to stay focused let her mind slip to him. He was someone she had grown to like and even love…. now he is the man who killed her parents. So…why? Why does she still feel the sick need to find him and no… not shoot him but to protect him. What was wrong with her? Was her mind just as sick and twisted as she had thought it to be? He killed her parents in front of her… he was a cold blooded killer and yet here she was pining for him. This made absolutely no sense to her. Elizabeth was dumbfounded at the fact that her anger was now subsiding and she was feeling not hate but love for this beast. This beautiful beast whom is dangerous and probably a poor decision on her par. She couldn’t help but love him. All the long talks and giggling in the kitchen late at night and in the early mornings. He would pick her brain and she would pick his. The conversations that would lead to heated discussions and debates. Even the small moments of silence that spoke volumes. All of that could not just disappear as much as she wanted it to. As much as she wanted to hate this man she could not ignore the part of him who is not the man who killed her parents…. that man well, she was helplessly in love with that man. If she made it through tonight she was going to shoot Silas that was for sure. It’s not like he could die anyhow. After that… well after that, she wasn’t sure what she was going to do. This was a new chapter in her life and the question is, Was she going to stay or leave?

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Megan jumped at Anna’s sudden yelp, dropping the bowl of flour she had in her hands. Megan looked back at Anna only to see her gaping at the man she had just helped. Anna was staring at him as if he was some type of monster. Megan rolled her eyes and walked back to the front. She wasn’t sure what reason Anna would have for yelping like that but she was going to find out. “What on earth is the matter with you Anna?” Megan asks as he reaches the counter. Her Green eyes finding that man’s two different colored eyes. “He asked if we um… accept that as currency.” Anna pointed to his hand and Megan gave a soft gasp. She quickly grabbed the man’s hand and closed it around the beautiful gem. Touching him sent an electric chill down her spine. “Sir, you should not show things like this out in public… someone could try and rob you.” She pulled her hand away and shook her head. Megan pushed the drink paper and chocolate crescent to him and waved her hands. “This one is on the house but you should really think about putting that in a safe place.” Her words were of truth. Lately there had been these goons running around and robbing people for little to nothing. This had the officers here so busy that they haven’t been able to catch the people who are driving way too fast in those fancy little things called cars. Megan preferred to walk to her little establishment. Things have been getting worse now that the holidays were approaching. People who would be coming home with the gifts for their families would end up getting robbed and sometimes even hurt. She hated the thought for this stranger walking out of here and getting mugged because he didn’t know any better. He deserved to know the truth about what has been going on rather than walk around without a care in the world. “We have been having some trouble with a group of people who seem to think it is okay to run around robbing people. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt over something like this. Perhaps you can take that to Murphy’s just two blocks up and he can exchange that for you. I am sure he would be the best one for the job.” Megan gave him a warm smile and held her hand out to him. “I am Megan by the way…. I own this shop.” Her eyes twinkled with curiosity. Just how old was this man and where did he come from? Her mind was asking a million different questions as she let her green eyes roam over his face, trying to figure him out as if text from a book would appear on his face and give her all the answers she was looking for. He was rather intriguing considering he was standing here trying to pay with one of the most beautiful gems she had ever seen. Nostalgic indeed with how long ago he must have been here.

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