by H. T. Night
Lena dove on the ground next to me and held my head as I laid on my back. “Josiah, try and do something, anything. There has got to be something you can do.”
I looked up and saw my angel. I shook my head. “Lena, please leave. They have let you go; you can transition and get out of here.”
“I won’t leave you,” she said holding my head in her lap.
The entire Carni mob had now made a wall round us. They all seemed amused that Lena seemed to care for me so tenderly. They were all calling out for Goliath to kill me.
Lena covered me with her body. “No one touch him!” she yelled. But Goliath once again made his way to me.
“Lena, if you love me. Please leave!” I yelled.
“I won’t.” she said. “I’ll die here with you tonight.”
“Oh, you will die, sweet Mani ass. All of you will.” Goliath laughed.
I tried to sit up one last time, but I couldn’t. Goliath grabbed Lena and tossed her to the side.
I looked up and for the first time I saw Yari. Our eyes met. She was saying something to me. Her lips were moving but I couldn’t hear her.
Then Goliath’s giant body was all I could see. Four other Carni came over and pinned down my arms and legs. Goliath had a silver stake in his right hand. He was going to kill me. He raised the stake up in the air and I could see it sparkle in the moonlight.
“Get him to his knees. I want to see him beg. I want to see his eyes as he dies.” Goliath got right in my face. “See these eyes; I want them to be the last thing you see before you go ‘poof’ in the night.”
“Hold his head tight. I’m going to pound this deep through your pretty little neck.”
Goliath snapped his fingers and someone had tossed him a sledge hammer.
This was it. He was going to kill me and there was nothing I could do. I had already cried out to the Triat. There was no way I was going to beg for my life. I was too weak. I inhaled air and with my last breath I yelled, “TOMMY! SAVE ME!” I turned my head to the crowd and could see Tommy’s eyes. He was still being held back, but I could see his eyes—his bright yellow eyes! TOMMY WAS TURNING!”
Suddenly, Tommy howled at the top of his lungs!! Everyone stopped and looked at him! Then it happened! The freaking miracle happened! Everything came together in one moment; my visions, training Tommy, the bonding, everything.
“I’m coming Josiah!” I heard Tommy’s voice inside my head!
In an instant, Tommy transitioned from Carni to a giant grey werewolf. Goliath stopped in his tracks and turned to face Tommy. Tommy had lunged forward in his werewolf form and began biting and throwing Carni around with his enormous canine mouth.
The four Carni’s had let me go to save themselves from this crazed werewolf. I just fell to the ground because I had no more strength. Tommy bit, clawed, and tore into every Carni in his path.
All the Carni who were still alive ran. And all the ones who died, disappeared. All except Goliath; he stayed.
“What kind of bullshit is this?” It’s not even a fucking full moon. What the fuck, Tommy? Did they make a Mani out of you?”
I watched as Tommy dove on top of Goliath. Goliath kicked Tommy off of him.
Tommy flew ten feet forward. Goliath charged into Tommy still holding his silver stake. Holy shit! If anyone can kill a werewolf with just a stake in his hand it’s Goliath. Tommy bit Goliath’s hand and he dropped the stake.
I was losing consciousness. Lena and Yari both ran to me. I looked up and saw both women. Yari looked down at me and said she was trying to mouth to me earlier.
“What is it, Yari?” I asked, barely being heard.
“Heal yourself, Josiah.”
“Heal myself?”
“It’s been done before. It might work.”
I looked up at Lena.
“Please Josiah, try.” Lena whispered. “It’s your only chance.”
I closed my eyes and placed my hands over my stomach where I was receiving most of my pain.
I felt my own body. I put my hands over my injuries. I imagined my body healing itself.
Nothing was happening. I could heal myself as much as I could walk on water. Walk on water? Was that it? Did I need to submit?
Then I yelled out loud. “Please heal me.” It was less of a command and more of a prayer. I was saying it to whoever was in control. All I knew I wasn’t. I may have been ‘The Chosen,’ but I wasn’t the one in control.
Then I felt an amazing peace come over my body. A power far greater than anything I had ever known. I could feel my ribs tightening. I could feel my legs and arms getting stronger. I must have had twenty broken bones in my body. Each one hardened, each one was being rebuilt.
I was still on my back; it wasn’t for long. Something supernatural was lifting me off the ground. I saw bright light going through me. I was floating in midair about ten feet off the ground. Something had taken over my body—something far greater than myself—far greater than anything of this world.
Yari and Lena had stepped aside. I looked up in the sky and I knew I was being blessed not by only the Triat, but by a higher power. My entire body had been healed. Then as fast as it happened, the light went away and I landed on the ground.
I stood up and felt taller, stronger, and more muscular than ever before. I felt like I could eat steel. I looked over at Goliath and Tommy. Goliath was manhandling Tommy and had gotten a hold of the silver stake again. He didn’t waste any time. He tried to stab Tommy in his chest, luckily he missed. He stabbed Tommy in his right shoulder. Tommy fell backwards and Goliath removed the stake from Tommy’s shoulder and raised the stake over his head to pierce Tommy’s heart.
That was not going to happen. In a blink of an eye I flew over and kicked Goliath’s hand and the stake went flying. I looked over at Tommy and he was really hurt.
“Get Tommy out of here!” I yelled to Yari and Lena. Wyatt and Hector were still trapped inside the birdcages.
I jumped on top of Goliath and grabbed him with all my might. I held him with my hands and flew him up into the air. He was a giant beast, but I felt stronger than ever. Goliath punched me in the face in midair. I dropped-kicked him and he fell to the ground twenty feet up. The bastard was so fucking huge; he landed on his two feet.
I flew down to the ground and once again ate shit when I hit the earth. Damn, I needed to learn how to land. Goliath ran up to me and kicked me in the chest. I flew back five feet.
“All right Goliath. Just you and me, no flying, no lead pipes. It’ll just be an old fashion street fight.”
“Are you serious? You will have no chance.” Goliath came at me with a haymaker and clocked me in my chin. I once again fell back, but didn’t fall to the ground and that seemed to really surprise the overgrown shithead.
I came back and kicked him in his chest. That was as high as my high kick would reach. He fell back a couple of steps.
“Screw it! Let’s box, motherfucker.” I said to Goliath and I stepped up and gave Goliath multiple five punch combinations and landed nearly all of them. Goliath took each punch, and seemed to love to get hit. He fed off it.
We then began trading punches. I would punch Goliath, and then his gigantic ass would punch me back. It was almost a test to see who could handle the better punch. Who could withstand more pain. I was known for being able to take a punch, but this was ridiculous. His fists felt like lead pipes themselves.
We continued to battle. I hit his nose, he hit my right eye, I hit his mouth, he hit my chin. This went on for twenty minutes. Neither one of us would quit. This wasn’t going anywhere. This guy tried to kill me. He tried to kill Tommy. He hurt Lena. He deserved to die. I dug deep as I sensed Goliath finally tiring.
“Fuck the street fight!” Goliath said, tackling me with his enormous frame and I landed on my back right next to the damn silver stake. Goliath jumped on top of me. I could see Wyatt and Hector charging him from about two hundred feet away. Goliath and I both grabbed the silver stake at the same time. I got
it first and rammed it directly into his heart. I struck him with all the remaining strength I had. His entire body landed on top of me. I pushed him off of me and he fell beside me. I rolled over and looked him right in the eyes and said, “Surprise Motherfucker!” It was he who would see my eyes with his last breath. As he took his last breath he vanished as the others had before him. Hector and Wyatt came up on me. Hector leaned over and helped me up.
I walked over to Tommy. He was still a werewolf and bleeding badly. I placed my hand on my injured friend’s shoulder and simply said, “Please heal him also.” Suddenly I felt a burst of heat leave my body and enter his. Tommy’s wound had been healed. Tommy instantly transitioned back to his Carni form.
“I should be pissed at you Tommy,” I said. “But I think everything that happened tonight was according to plan.”
“You’re not the only one with visions, Josiah.” Tommy said.
“That’s what I figured.” I hugged my best friend.
Chapter Twenty
I was about to board my plane. I was at LAX aiport in Los Angeles.
“You sure this is what you’re supposed to do?” Tommy asked.
“I’m certain,” I said.
“Good luck, brother,” Tommy shook my hand. “You sure you don’t want me to go with you? What if the blue gnome turns out to be a wierdo!”
“I have to do this alone.”
Wyatt and Hector both came over to me and shook my hand also.
“Hey,” I said to Wyatt and Hector, “you two look after my three favorite people in this world. Wyatt and Hector both looked at me sad. “You two are definitely fifth and sixth,” I assured them and they both smiled. “Even though you both tried to kill me,” I laughed. “Kidding, I am just kidding.”
I grabbed my bag and Yari came over to me. “Hurry back, Josiah.”
“I will. I promise.” I gave Yari a giant hug. I looked behind her and saw Lena. She was looking at me with tears in her eyes. I dropped my bag and walked over to her. I smiled gently and said, “I’ll be back.” Lena looked up at me. I took my hand and wiped the tears from her eyes.
“Be safe, Josiah.”
I leaned over and kissed her on her lips. I held her tight in my arms. I didn’t want to let her go, but I knew I had to. At the same time we both let go. I turned around and picked up my bag and began to board the plane.
“Josiah,” Lena called out. I turned around. “I love you.”
I stopped in my tracks and turned around to face her. “You’re my heart, Lena. Forever and always.” I turned and boarded the plane for Transylvania.
The End
To be continued in:
Always and Forever (Vampire Love Story #3)
About the Author:
H.T. Night is the author of two novels, Winning Sarah’s Heart, and Vampire Love Story. Night also has a romantic screenplay available called Getting Yours. Night lives in Southern California with his son, Joshua. Please find him on Facebook, keyword: www.facebook.com/pages/HT-Night-Author/168031533228697
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
