Chapter Twenty Seven
It only took them a second to get to where they were going, but Brenton's brain was completely scrambled.
They landed in a rainforest in the middle of nowhere. Tall trees surrounded them and blocked out any sunlight. The air was hot and humid – stifling – and there was a sense of luxuriating life and growth around them. The sounds of various birds and animals would reach them occasionally, but for the most part, an eerie stillness prevailed.
Brenton was standing in some marsh and was slowly sinking. Marie landed somewhere on the other side near a tree, struggling to get up. The other three passengers were standing over her having a mental conversation.
Apparently they were trying to take Marie without him, but he wasn't letting that happen. He searched in his mind for a connection to anyone at Marie's uncle's house. He finally got Micheal and filled him in. Marie looked up at him and he knew she had linked on. She showed them the surroundings, but he didn't know what good it would do since they didn't know where they were.
“ Nacole has linked on as well; she said she might be able to pin point a location. Just try to stay alive ,” Micheal said and let go of the connection before anyone caught on.
Marie got up and made her way toward him. She helped him stand then clinched his hand tight. Brenton tried his best to break through their wall and hear what was being said, but they were better at keeping people out than he was.
“I thought you said that when twins were together, they were unstoppable? Why didn't it work when we were back in my room?”
“I don't understand it either. Maybe they are feeding off of Azazel's power. He is stronger than we are ,” Brenton replied.
“What should we do with him?” Shaniece asked, pointing at Brenton.
“Azazel will figure it out. We need to move,” DeMar answered.
They pushed Marie and Brenton making them follow. They walked for a few minutes until they were at the edge of the rainforest. They left plush greenery and walked right into the desert. Brenton didn't know how that was possible.
The temperature changed, the sun was beaming down on them. Marie was analyzing the area, and Brenton could see from her thoughts she recognized the place.
He saw a couple of glimpses from her vision and remembered the tree that was in the middle of the desert; it was the same one they were seeing right now. They looked at each other, both of them with wide eyes.
They walked up to the tree and DeMar and Shaniece stood back while Eric waved his hand over the brush and a wind moved the earth that was covering the entrance of the cave. He disappeared inside then DeMar pushed him and Marie down there as well.
It was pitch black in the space, but they knew where they were going. They walked forward and Brenton could see a light at the end of the cave. Spiders crawled all over the place and Marie tensed up. He tried to produce fire, but they were incapacitated here.
“Don't even think about it,” DeMar said.
Laughter haunted the enclosed space, Brenton turned to see the source appear in chains. The guy was just as Marie described him. He only heard stories of their ancestors, but to see one up close was chilling.
“How sweet of you to bring our pet to join us Marie,” he said, still blindfolded. “I would say I apologize for the way you were brought in, but I'm actually not. You see, I'm ready to break free of this place and I don't have time for the silly games you descendants come up with.”
Brenton was losing this battle. He didn't know what to do and hated that her uncle entrusted him to get Marie out of here. It was too much pressure. He would be letting so many people down. He had to think of something, stall them at least.
“There's no way you can get out of here little spawn,” he said turning toward Brenton. “It's too late.”
“You got it all wrong. Marie is not the one you are looking for. She doesn't have the blood you need to break those chains. Her dad is a mortal. It seems you've made a hilariously, embarrassing mistake,” Brenton said with a smirk.
“It is you who made the mistake boy. Bring her to me.”
DeMar and Shaniece picked Marie up and dragged her in front of him. They threw her at his feet and stood guard.
“I've waited so long for this. DeMar would you do the honors?”
DeMar brandished a small knife and bent down to Marie and smiled. Marie didn't move. She looked calm and collected. Brenton tried to reach out to her, but she was blocking him again.
“Wait,” she yelled. “Before you do this, I need to know my parents are okay. You promised me.”
DeMar stalled.
“So I did. Bring the parents. They can witness this as well.”
Eric and Shaniece disappeared once again, only to come back within seconds with two prisoners. Marie's dad looked like he was on his last leg. Her mom was struggling against the restraints trying to break free. Her mouth covered. She was screaming, but everything came out muffled.
“Mom, it's okay,” Marie said with tears in her eyes.
“Yes mom, its okay,” Azazel cooed. “Now DeMar, shall we continue.”
DeMar swiftly grabbed Marie's arm and cut her wrist. Blood gushed out and dripped to the floor. Azazel took a deep breath in and laughed.
“I told them they couldn't keep me down here forever,” he yelled.
DeMar put Marie's dripping arm over the chains and waited, but nothing happened.
Azazel stopped and backed up. He pulled the chain, but it wouldn't budge. Rage rolled off of him and he screamed so loud that Brenton felt like his ears were bleeding.
He kept yanking the chains, seething with anger and shouting words in a language he couldn't understand. Brenton watched Azazel's tantrum with a smile on his face. Finally, one point for the home team.