Chapter 8 chapter eight

John Matthews looked toward the front seat of the Land Rover, where Tormont was intent on driving, deep into the Caldwell wilderness.Although John was a little afraid of meeting the vampire king Reese, what worried him even more was the long silence.He didn't understand what had gone wrong.Bella was rescued and she's safe now, so everyone should be happy, right?But when Tormont came home to pick him up, he had a long discussion with Wells in the kitchen with arms folded.His deep ancient language sounded like something was stuck in his throat and he couldn't get it out. John would like to know more details, to understand what happened, but it would be difficult to ask in the dark of the car, because there is no way to gesture or write.Also, Tormont didn't look like he wanted to chat.

"We're here." Tormont said. He swerved quickly, onto a bumpy dirt road to the right.John found that he couldn't see anything outside the window. The accelerated speed blurred the trees in the cold winter, forming a natural barrier and giving birth to a disgusting hallucination. A huge door rose from the foggy landscape, and the car screeched to a halt.Behind the gate, there was another iron general guarding the gate, and the car got into the gap between the two, like a pit bull trapped in a bullpen.Tormont rolled down the car window and pressed a series of codes on the built-in keyboard, and the car passed through smoothly and reached the other side of the door.

God, what is this place? An underground passage. The two of them kept moving forward, along the straight passage to the ground. During the process, they encountered many doors, and the protective fence became stronger and stronger. At the end, they encountered the biggest iron door, which seemed to be shining with metal. A huge shiny monster, square and square, occupied the very center of the road, pressing down overwhelmingly.Tormont looked up, facing one of the security cameras, and with a crisp click, the door parted. As the two continued to move forward, John patted Tormont's forearm to attract his attention.

"Is this where the other frat fighters live?" he gestured slowly. "Almost. I will take you to see the training center first, and then we will go to the house." Torment stepped on the gas pedal, "When the class starts, you will come here from Monday to Friday. At four o'clock there will be The bus will pick you up at my door. Ferry will be in charge, and the earlier classes will belong to him.” Seeing John’s puzzlement, Tormont explained, “The underground of this manor is connected, and I will show you how to pass it. Access check system for every building. But only you know. Anyone who shows up here uninvited will get in big trouble. Even your classmates, they are not welcome, you know me If so?"

John nodded.The car parked in the parking lot.He remembered being here once a long time ago.God, it felt like a hundred years since he, Mary, and Bella had been here. He walked out of the Land Rover with Tormont: "What kind of people will I train with?" "A group of vampire boys who are about your age also have the blood of warriors in their veins. This is also our criteria for selecting them. The training will continue until your transformation period arrives, and there will be a period of time after the transformation. Until we feel you are qualified to fight." Tormont came to an iron door and pushed it open. The corridor behind the door seemed to have no end.On the way, Tormont showed him where the classrooms, the gym, the weight room, and the locker rooms were located.He stopped before a frosted glass door.

"When I'm not at home or out, I'm here." John enters the room, which is empty and unremarkable, with computer equipment, phones and newspapers atop a metal table.The filing cabinets lined the back wall, and there were only two vacant seats if you didn't flip the wastebasket over to use it as a seat.One of them was a standard office chair, which had been left in a corner; The chair that fell back, cushioned the other side of the chair leg. Tormont put his hand on the high backrest: "Can you believe it? Wells actually asked me to throw this thing away." John nodded, waved his hand and said, "I believe."

Tormont sneered, walked to the filing cabinet that reached to the ceiling, opened the door, and pressed a series of numbers on the keypad, and an unobvious passage appeared behind him. "This way." John stepped in, though he couldn't see anything. This is a passage made of metal, wide enough for three people to walk side by side, and the floor height can exceed the top of Tormont's head.But they didn't walk in the dark for long, and lights on the ceiling would light up every three meters or so.This is the coolest thing I've ever seen, John thought to himself.The two walked forward.

The sound of Tormont's leather boots echoed off the smooth steel walls. "Listen, I don't want you to worry about seeing Reese. He's a huge oppressive presence, but nothing to be scared of, and don't be intimidated by his dark glasses. Extremely sensitive, that's why he wears glasses. But, even if he can't see, he can read you easily. He can feel emotions as if he were seeing them in broad daylight." After a while, a narrow staircase appeared on the left side of the road, leading to a door and another set of combination locks.Tormont stopped, pointing his finger deep into the passage.To John's eyes, the distance seemed endless.

"If you continue to go forward, about one hundred and fifty meters later, you will find the guard's room." Tormont went up the stairs, pressed the keyboard, and opened the door.The light came in like a flood, surging like a flood from a reservoir. John raised his head, and a strange thought lingered in his chest - he seemed to be in a dream. "Everything is fine, child." Tormont smiled, and his firm expression softened a little, "There is nothing here that will hurt you, trust me." "Okay, it's done." Havers finally said. Saddist opened his eyes and saw only Reese's thick long hair. He asked, "Has she...?"

"It's okay. There is no trace of coercion, and there is no sequelae." The sound of "cracking" sounded, and the doctor seemed to be taking off his gloves. Sadist's body loosened and he collapsed, supported by his brother.When he raised his head again, Havers had already taken off Bella's blood-stained nightgown, covered the towel back, and put on a new pair of gloves.He bent down and took out a pair of sharp-nosed scissors and some tweezers from his suitcase, and looked up again. "Now check her eyes, okay?" After Sadist nodded, the doctor picked up the surgical tools, "You have to pay attention, sir, if you scare me, she may go blind. Do you understand?"

"Well, as long as it doesn't hurt..." "She'll feel nothing, I promise you." This time, Sardiste watched him do it, and the long treatment seemed to never end.In the middle of the journey, a vague thought made him feel that he couldn't even stand up straight. It was all supported by Ferry and Reese, and his head rested on Reese's broad shoulders, and he just looked down. doctor. "The last piece," murmured Havers, "well, stitched." All the men in the room let out a sigh of relief, including the doctor.Havers next retrieved a tube of potion from his medical equipment.He put some ointment on Bella's eyelids.Then started packing the suitcases. The doctor stood up, Saddist broke away from his brother's hand, and took a few steps forward, Reese and Ferry stretched their arms, and did not dare to let him go. "Her wound will be very painful, but it will not be life-threatening." Havers said, "If it is not affected, it will heal tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. She is malnourished and needs to eat. If she continues to stay In this room, you have to turn on the heating and transfer her to the bed. As soon as she wakes up, bring food and drinks. One more thing, when I checked her body, I found..." His eyes were between Reese and Ferry skimmed over and landed on Sardiste. Sadist rushed directly to the doctor: "What did you say?" Havers dragged him to a corner and explained in a low voice. After finishing speaking, Sadist looked shocked and could hardly speak: "Are you sure?" "Sure." "when?" "I don't know, but soon." Sadist looked down at Bella and sighed in his heart, oh my god... "I suppose there's aspirin and Merrill in the house for the pain?" Saddist, ignorant of this, never taking painkillers, turned to Ferry. "Well, we have," his brother replied. "Let her take some. I'll give you some more effective ones, in case your medicine doesn't work." Havers took out a small glass bottle covered in red rubber plastic and two hypodermic syringes with crumpled outer packaging.He wrote the prescription instructions on a small post-it note and gave Saddist the note, along with the medication. "If she wakes up during the day and feels very painful, you can give her an injection according to my instructions. Together with the morphine I just gave her, but you must pay attention to the dose. If there is a problem, or ask me to teach you How to inject, just call me. If it is after the sun goes down, I will come over and give her the injection myself." Hafus glanced at Sadist's leg, "Do you want me to check your wound?" "Can I help her take a bath?" "Yes, of course." "What now?" "Yes." Havers said, frowning, "but, sir, your legs." Sadist had gone into the bathroom, turned on the jacuzzi, put his hand under the running water, and waited for the water to be warm enough.He walked back to Bella's side. The doctor has left, but Ricky's partner, Mary, appears at the bedroom door, as if to visit Bella.Ferry and Reese had a brief chat with her, shaking their heads in refusal, and she left, though she looked devastated. The door closed, and Sadist knelt down in front of the bunk, ready to pick Bella up. "Wait a minute, Asa." Reese's voice was serious, "Her family should take care of her." Sadist paused, thinking of the man who helped feed her pet fish.God...it doesn't make sense to keep her here, away from those who have a better reason to comfort her in pain.But the idea of ​​letting her leave here and go into the outside world was even more difficult for him to accept.He just found her. "I will take her to her house tomorrow." He replied, "Tonight, and today, she will stay here." Reese shook his head: "This doesn't fit..." "Do you think she's in a good condition to go?" said Saddist impatiently. "The woman is staying here. Tell Tormont to call her family and tell them she'll be there tomorrow evening. Now She needs a bath and some sleep." Reese pursed his lips tightly. After a long silence, Reese said, "Then let her live in another room. Asa. She can't stay with you." Sardist stood up abruptly, walked up to his king, stared at his fence-like sunglasses: "Touch her for me and try." "For God's sake, Asa!" Ferry snarled, "You stand back..." Reese lowered his head not to be outdone, and their noses almost touched: "Be careful, Asa. You know very well that the result of offending me is not just your jaw being smashed." That's right, such a situation happened to me this summer.If Sardiste dared to go any further, by the most ancient laws, he would be killed instantly.The life of a vampire king is priceless, far better than that of any vampire clan. But at this moment, Sardiste couldn't care less. "Do you think I care about the death penalty? Please." He narrowed his eyes, "Then I want to tell you, whether you think your royal power is supreme or not, you will have to spend a whole day looking for the Chronicle Saintess to execute me. So, tonight, Bella will still sleep in this room!" Then he walked back to Bella and picked her up lovingly, making sure that the towel covering her was where it should be.Without even looking at Reese and his twin brother, he picked her up and went straight into the bathroom, kicked his heels, and closed the door. The bathtub was already half full of water, and he bent down holding Bella to check the water temperature.Then lower her slowly into the water, wrapping her arms around her chest. The towel quickly clung to her body wetly.He could clearly see the protruding breasts, the narrow ribcage, and the flat belly.The water continued to rise, and the edge of the towel floated up, caressing her thighs and knees flirtatiously. Sadist's heart was pounding against his chest.He felt a little uneasy, and feasted his eyes on her while she was wounded and unconscious.Sadist wanted nothing more than to protect her body, to give her the respect she deserved, to cover her with his gaze.He tried to get some bubble bath from the cabinet, but there was only bath salt left.He definitely doesn't want to use it. He was about to turn away from looking at her, but was startled when he saw the big mirror on the sink.He didn't want Bella to see herself the way she was now, and the less she knew about the hurt she had suffered, the better.Sardist grabbed two large bath towels and covered the mirror, inserting the edges of the towels into the gap between the mirror and the wall. Turning back to Bella, she had already slipped into the water, but at least the top half of the towel was still attached to her shoulders, basically unmoving.He wrapped one arm around Bella, propped her up, and grabbed another towel.While scrubbing the side of her neck, she suddenly began to twist, let out a nervous low moan, and the water splashed on him.Her shouting didn't stop after he removed the towel. Talk to her, you idiot, the voice in your heart is berating him. "Bella...Bella. It's all right, you're all right." She stopped, frowned, opened her eyes slightly, and blinked several times.She tried to reach out to touch her eyelids, but Saddist stopped her and moved her hands away from her face. "Don't move, it's ointment, keep it." She froze and coughed lightly for a while until she could speak: "Where is this... Where am I?" Her voice was rough, as if she was drunk, but it sounded like heaven to him. "You are beside me..." he thought to himself, but he said, "You are with the Black Sword Brotherhood. You are safe." Those glazed eyes were unfocused, scanning blankly.He leaned forward and pressed a switch on the wall, and the light dimmed.Even though Bella was in a panic and could barely see because of the ointment, Sardiste decided not to let her see him.She must not be made to worry about whether the wound will heal properly. Bella's arms dipped into the water, against the bottom of the tub, hugging her legs.Sadist turned off the tap and knelt by the tub too.He wasn't very good at soothing people, so it wasn't surprising if she couldn't stand the way his hands moved.But, damn it, he couldn't figure out how to appease her.Bella's expression looked miserable, not crying and mourning, but numb from the pain. "You're safe." He comforted softly, although he had some doubts in his heart whether she would feel at ease.If she were Bella, she might not feel at ease. "Is it Sadist?" He frowned, not knowing what to say: "Well, I'm here." "Where are you?" "It's right here, right beside you." He squeezed her hand awkwardly.She also squeezed back hard. Then, her thoughts seemed to be thrown into chaos again.She muttered to herself, speaking indistinctly, and twisting her body.Sadist grabbed another towel, rolled it up, and placed it on the back of her neck to keep her head from hitting the hard side of the jacuzzi. He racked his brains, not knowing how to help Bella, and the only thing he could think of seemed to be one thing.He pondered for a moment, and waited, and when Bella had calmed down, he began to sing softly, in the Old Tongue, the hymns to the Virgin of the Chronicles, the hymns of blue skies, white owls, and green meadows. Bella's expression gradually relaxed, her breathing became deep, she closed her eyes, and relaxed on the towel pillow Saddist had prepared for her. His singing was the only reassurance he could offer, so he kept on singing. Ferry lowered his head and stared at the floor where Bella had just been lying on, and when he thought of the tattered nightgown, he immediately felt disgusted.Then his gaze moved to the skull on the left side of the floor, that of a woman. "I can't allow him to do that," Reese said as the water in the bathroom died down. "Asa won't hurt her." Ferry lacked confidence, "Look at the way he takes care of her. God, he looks like he's in love with..." "What if he changes his temperament again? Do you want Bella to be added to the list of women he killed?" "If we take her, he'll take the roof off." "Difficult guy." The two of them suddenly stopped, and at the same time, they slowly turned their heads and looked at the door of the bathroom.A soft, rhythmic voice came through the other side of the door, as if someone was... "Damn it," Rhys said to himself. Ferry also had an expression of disbelief: "He's singing to her." Sadist's pure and soft voice is amazing.His actions are always unexpected.Only on rare occasions does he sing.The singing in his mouth makes people feel astonished, as if it can stop time, and then take it to infinity. "Damn it," Reese pushed his sunglasses to his forehead and rubbed his eyes vigorously. "Look at him. Ferry, watch him." "Haven't I been watching him? I'm going to Havers' clinic tonight, but it's just a prosthetic adjustment. It won't take long. I'll ask Ricky to watch him for a while until I get back." "You do it yourself. Under our care, no woman can die, understand? God... your brother can push everyone off the cliff without hesitation, do you understand?" After finishing speaking, Rui Stein quietly left the room. Ferry looked down at the floor plank and imagined Bella lying on it with Saddiste beside her.It's so wrong.Sardiste had no idea of ​​warmth, and the poor woman had been imprisoned in the cold underground for six weeks. I should go inside to accompany her, help her bathe, comfort her, and take care of her... God, he was startled, and glanced at the door where singing kept coming out. Ferry walked involuntarily to the bathroom.Anger ignited his chest like a wildfire that plundered the city and plundered the land, urging a flame-like force to roar and sweep across his body.His hand was on the doorknob... the beautiful tone gradually became clear. Ferry stood there blankly, his body trembling constantly.The sudden change of anger to desire took him by surprise.He leaned his head against the door frame.Oh god... no. He closed his eyes tightly, trying to find another explanation for his strange behavior, but found nothing.After all, he and Sadist were twin brothers. Therefore, they will naturally fall in love with the same woman, and their ending...is to be with this woman together. He cursed. Hell, this is a big trouble, pure courtship.Two men deeply in love with the same woman is always a trigger for violence, which means that both she and the two vampire warriors are likely to be harmed by it.All in all, vampires are beasts too, they may walk, they can talk, they can analyze deeply and ask questions, but at heart they are animals with instincts that even the wisest brains cannot override. Fortunately, he hasn't gotten there yet.He's also attracted to Bella, wants her, but not so much as a male vampire in love wants to keep her as his own.Likewise, he didn't sense the smell of falling into a bond of love coming from Sardiste.Or to put it another way, he still has hope. Then again, both of them had to stay away from Bella.Perhaps because of their aggressive nature, the warriors' love was fierce and unstoppable.So, I hope she can leave this house as soon as possible and go back to her family, which is where she belongs. Ferry turned the handle, exited Sardiste's room, and slumped down the stairs like a zombie, out of the courtyard.He was counting on the cold wind to wake his head up, but he only felt a tightening of his skin. He was about to light a "red smoke" to calm himself down, but he noticed the Ford sedan--the car that Sadist had stolen to bring Bella back here.The car was parked right in front of the house, with the engine idling, seemingly forgotten about by the drama. By the way, this guy is not a sculpture they just put on the lawn for decoration.God knows what tracker is in the car. Ferry got into the car, shifted the gear and started, and drove directly to the outside of the manor.