Bloodbreeders: The Revenge (28 page)

Chapter Twenty Seven

I didn’t have to be told that the others had received the news that I had finally woke from whatever sleep that I had been in, because the thunderous sound of their feet running down the hall was all that was needed. The door burst open and Brandon and Derek froze, just staring at me for a long second, until Johnny broke through them and lunged for my bed. “Renee.” He jumped, and would have landed right on the middle of me if Tammy hadn’t caught him in midair. That’s when the boys walked over to my bedside. Both stood frighteningly still, waiting for me to say something first. I swallowed back the tears.

“How are my boys doing?”

“We thought we lost you too,” Derek replied as the tears began to build.

“Are you going to be alright?” Brandon asked.

“I think so,” I replied, then paused. “I am so sorry.” Then I could not hold my sorrow any longer.

Both boys dropped to their knees and grabbed what they could of my body and wept. I turned reaching, pulling them to me, as we let our emotion flow. The sounds could be heard throughout the hall. It was a time to mourn those that we had lost. We had no concerns, and held nothing back. I looked up to see Sydney holding the door, crying as hard as we were, and I raised my hand to him. He came to the opposite side of the bed and gingerly sat down, and then he took my hand, gripping it to his chest, and simply nodded through his own sorrow. Jacob and Jessie came in with Tanda standing to the back of them, all gripped in a passion of tears. Jacob moved to the side and she came and crawled up on the foot of the bed, sobbing and rubbing my leg. No words were needed, the tears and the anguish of our hearts was all that any of us had to say.

Later and after the much needed release, we shared our first feeding after that most unforgettable night. It was then that Garvin and Jacob told me of Chin’s boats return. They said that it waited in the harbor for me to wake and gain my strength. I knew that I had changed from the creature that Martin had made me into. Garvin seemed to know more than the others about the things that Yvette had done. It seemed that she had done a great deal of bragging in the fifty years of his imprisonment, and what I saw in my visions was just a touch of what she was really like. He refused to stay away from me for too long in case that I went back into one of the spells that I seemed to be having from taking in her life force.

We were going to stay for a time, and learn to be better in our skills of fighting, before we went in search of others. Garvin found three chamber maids hiding in the back room of Yvette’s sleeping quarters, and we would have to figure out what to do with them. I knew that we couldn’t take the weaker ones into another situation like this one, but the others as well as myself, decided that we would not stop. That we would fight for those that lost their lives, so that the world of the bloodbreeders could change. Jacob was our leader of sorts. He knew the way that we were going to take up the east coast of the states. He said that his old Master owned several estates, one of which I was hoping to turn into a real safe haven for those who needed sanctuary.

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Two weeks had passed and I hadn’t had any more of the flashbacks from draining the wicked witch, as the others had so eloquently named her. We had worked hard in destroying the lower levels of the estate, as well as the third floor. We planned on burning the rest to the ground, before we left the island of Cuba. No one would ever use this place for evil again. Everyone had been working hard under the instruction of Jacob. We could all move much better in our skills with our weapons, as well as without. Jessie worked with me when the others were stocking the boat. I had a craving to know the strange movements of the fighting crafts and wanted to learn as much as I could and as often. Johnny was out on the lawn playing with Tanda when he started pointing out at the ocean.

“Look Tanda, another big boat.”

“Johnny, hurry,” she demanded grabbing him by the arm and running inside. “Renee, Jacob.”

“What is it?” I yelled down from the top of the stairs.

“A ship…a big one.”

“Get Johnny to the safe room. Jessie, get the others.” Then I ran down the stairs.

We had made the room that use to have the horrible paintings down the hall, the safe room. It had a hidden latch, and if you didn’t look or know it was there, the door was simply just another wall to anyone who entered. We had also placed a heavy metal bar on the inside, just in case someone found the hidden latch. We knew that others would come, we just didn’t know when. I was hoping we would stay our time and leave without that happening, but sure enough, I was standing out on the cliffs edge looking at the lights on a very large ship.

“They will know,” Garvin said walking up with Jacob.

“I know, but we’re ready.”

“You are the Master of this estate, and they will know that also,” Jacob added.

“So we stick to the plan?” I replied.

“That’s a big ship, Renee,” Derek said running up with Brandon. “We saw it from the barn.”

“It’s alright, Derek. They will leave their Master on board to make lodging before he leaves the comfort of his ship,” Garvin explained.

“Is it a slave ship? I mean are they bad people?” Derek asked.

“Doesn’t matter, if they’re coming here they can’t be good,” Brandon replied.

“You are starting to think like a true warrior,” Jacob said turning to him.

“That looks like Cortez’s ship,” Tammy said walking up behind us.

“How do you know?” I asked looking back at her.

“Because he was my Master.” Then she turned and walked away.

I think Derek, Brandon, and I turned red with anger, because we were the ones that were in the room. The same room we found her in, after her Master sold her to the fat pervert that had harmed her so badly.

“I say we kill them all,” Derek yelled out over the cliff.

“That’s a brave thing my young friend, but we have no idea what lies on that ship. I think we need to talk with Tammy, before they come ashore. Things have just changed in our favor,” Jacob added turning toward the estate.

We all followed him through the two large doors closing and locking them securely afterwards. We found Tammy in the kitchen where we had all of our weapons laid out. She was strapping her small blade to her thigh, when we came in the door. She looked back once, then picked up another one, and placed it carefully between her large breasts.

“Tammy, what are you doing?” I asked walking up to her.

“I’m going to let them take me back to that ship, and then I’m going to kill that sorry son- of-a-bitch,” she replied, picking up an even longer blade.

“Would you stop and just look at me for a minute,” I said taking the blade out of her hand.

“Look, I owe that…that
thing
for what he did, for everything he’s done.”

“Then let us help you.”

“Come on, Tammy. She’s right, we do this together. You’re one of us now,” Brandon said putting his hand on her shoulder.

“And we’ve lost enough,” Derek added stepping up by him.

“You would all do that for me?” she asked turning to look at us.

“Well, duh,” Derek replied, making her smile.

“What’s going to happen?” she asked obviously nervous.

“Let them come, make there plea for shelter and supplies, then go from there. We need to see what they will do when we send them on their way,” Jacob explained.

“The small boats coming, “Jessie said, running into the room.

“Okay, take your places everyone. Tammy, you get back there with Tanda and Johnny. I want them to think that you’re dead, right until the moment that you can enact your revenge on that, in your words ‘son-of-a-bitch’,” I said, then headed for the door.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Garvin said looking at me.

“I don’t think so,” I replied, then looked down at myself. “Oh shit.” Then I raced up the stairs to change.

Once I was in one of the red silk gowns that I took from Yvette’s room. I went back to wait at the top of the stairs with two of the chamber maids who were more than grateful to call me Master. As a matter of fact, I couldn’t stop them if I tried. One was still trying to comb my long hair and was bending down to reach the ends, when the loud knock sounded on the door. Jacob and Brandon took one of the two large doors while Garvin and Sydney took the other. They swung them open simultaneously, in slow motion. Three men entered; the one in the lead carrying a small treasure like chest.

“We wish to see the Master of the estate,” the leader said.

“You have found her,” I replied in a loud reverberating voice. The one thing that I received from draining Yvette was her attitude and I could draw on it.

“My Master wishes lodging, My Lady, and we bring gifts for your hospitality,” he said, dropping to one knee as the others followed suit.

“And what if I say no?” Shocking them all back on their feet.

“I do not understand, Mistress.”

“I am not your Mistress, and gave you no permission to address me in that fashion,” I snapped, walking down the steps.

“I…I don’t.”

“You don’t what? Take them to the cliffs edge,” I demanded in a voice that even I didn’t recognize.

Chapter Twenty Eight

The boys swarmed the men without hesitation, but it was Garvin who looked at me like I had just lost my mind, or grown a second head. Once they were out the door, I followed. I grabbed the torch that lit the front entrance way and carried it high above my head. Derek stepped back, as each of the others held one of the prisoners by their arms firmly behind their backs.

“Make them drop to their knees, then pull out your blades.” Then I started swinging the torch back and forth in the air as far above my head as I could reach.

“What are you doing, Renee?” Garvin questioned with his brows pulled together.

“Letting him know that were coming after him next.”

“You want us to…” Brandon began to ask.

“Slice their throats, plunge your blades deep into their hearts, then throw them over.” I spoke loud and clear with some hope that my voice would carry over the water. That’s when the men truly tried to struggle.

“Renee, this is madness,” Garvin said, as he started to release the screaming man.

I dropped the torch and ripped Garvin’s blade from his hand and sliced the man’s throat from ear to ear, then just as I had said, plunged the blade deep into his heart then rolled his body over the cliff’s side. Jacob’s prisoner followed seconds later. I had the torch back in my hand, swinging it wildly in the night air, because I knew the Master of the ship was watching. “Do it Brandon or step the hell back.” He did just that, and Jacob quickly stopped the sounds that were piercing the night from the frightened slave. The last of the screams stopped as his blade took hold of the man’s beating heart. I threw the torch over after the last dead man, and watched it disappear into the darkness below.

I didn’t have to see the horror on all the faces that surrounded me to know that they thought me crazy, but they didn’t know what I did either. They would though, soon enough. All followed me back into the estate, not one saying a word about what had just happened, fearful, that I might be in another one of the mental states that I had been in weeks before. Jacob opened one of the doors leaving a perfect red hand print that matched the color of the dress I had on. For some reason I laid my thoughts on what I knew none of them knew anything about, putting a certain sway into my hips as we made our way into the foyer.

“Pick up that box, Derek.” He looked down at the chest that sat in the middle of the foyer floor. “I said, pick it up. I want you all to see why I just did, what I did.” I was getting angrier by the minute. “Pick it up!”

He bent down looking back at Jacob, who gave him one sharp nod, then he glanced back at me. Once he had it in his hands, I told him to open it and look upon the gift that lay inside. “Do it so you and everyone else will know that what just happened was because of me and not some damn blood that I drank.”  He flipped the latch, opened it not two inches and threw it across the room, growling a guttural cry, leaving his face in a state of utter shock. The small wooden chest rocked on its edge then fell to its side and a small dead newborn infant rolled out. It was partially wrapped in what looked like a yellow silk scarf. It looked as if they had placed the very tiny baby in the chest directly from its mother’s womb; only the babe was long dead.

“Now do you understand what kind of animals we’re dealing with?” I asked, unable to stop myself from looking from one set of eyes to the next.

“How did you know?” Jacob asked.

“I could see it in my head. It’s the same thing that he gives every time he comes. I don’t know why a dead child, other than the mother may still be on that ship,” I gave an attempt at explaining.

“Why didn’t you just say something? I thought you had lost your mind.” Garvin’s tone was a little high, showing he was angry with me.

“I wanted that man to see the fear not only on his men’s face, but yours as well.”

“She carries part of the soul of an ancient now, Garvin. She knows the ways of the old. Let your enemy see that all fear you. It is a very good trait to have,” Jacob explained, as he walked over and sat on the bottom step of the staircase.