Snippet #2352478

Alcyone Green

Alcyone couldn't help but smirk at Malice's obvious discomfort at her methods of travelling and watched as she tried to figure out where they were. She accepted the packet the vampire offered her and pulled out her lighter from her small bag, sparking the cigarette up as they walked through the park.

Seeing the small hamlet occupied by her coven, she felt a chill wash over her. She couldn't believe how blind she'd been to her own family's secrets and to have such a big one right under her nose... it was a disgrace! If she hadn't been so wrapped up in finding out who killed her father then she would surely have figured out what they were up to much sooner and stopped them.

Then it hit her - so violently it made her stagger backwards as the force of the knowledge struck her very core - it was all a distraction. She finally understood who was responsible for her fathers death... and the answer sickened her.

“All I need you to do is keep them distracted long enough for me to rescue Maccus, so don’t do anything stupid. No magic duels or anything… Not yet anyway.” She looked up at Malice and chuckled darkly. "Oh don't worry, I'll distract them alright."

Alcyone swallowed the white hot rage threatening to boil up inside her and stalked forward towards the collective of cottages. "Meet me back at the gates in about half an hour, ok?" She called behind her.

As she neared the small well in the centre of the cottages, she closed her eyes and muttered a locating spell to find Maccus, following the tugging in her stomach to the small barn where they kept the sacrificial chickens. Placing her hand on the latch, she took a deep breath and opened the door, not prepared for the sight before her. There was a man who appeared to be in his thirties with deep gashes on his chest over his heart stripped of his shirt, secured to the beams with heavy silver chains and a protective circle cast around him, keeping him in place and constant agony. Alcyone gasped and ran to the man, kicking the candles away and scattering the salt drawings with a gust of wind from the palms of her hands.

"What have they done to you?" She whispered, tears welling up in her eyes at the sight of someone being treated in such a way by her own family. Just as she reached out to touch his face, a familiar voice broke the silence.

"Get away from him, darling, he's dangerous!" Alcyone jumped and turned around to face the one woman she most desperately wanted to see tonight. Her eyes flashed as her green eyes met the almost identical ones of her grandmother in front of her.

"Dangerous? How dangerous can he be when he's been completely incapacitated?"

Elizabeth merely smiled at her granddaughter and held out her hand as if she was leading a child. "Come, we will talk inside with some tea. I'll explain the abomination there." Alcyone looked from the small hand to the vampire behind her. Now was her chance to distract everyone whilst Malice snuck in.

As she followed her nan the short distance to her house, she contemplated just how evil the woman in front of her truly was.

"Come on then. Explain why there's a vampire chained up in the barn like a scene out of some cheap horror film! I seriously hope that it isn't what it looked like from what I saw!" She said as they walked into the small kitchen.

Her grandmother's eyes held a slight glint that if Alcyone wasnt paying attention she would have missed. "And what do you think it looked like, love?" Alcyone kept her eyes on her once-beloved nan as she took a breath. "Necromancy." She replied, watching as Elizabeth's face went slightly pallid. "Necromancy? Thats absurd! How could you think we would mess around with that sort or magic... black magic! No, the idea is laughable!" The old woman laughed lightly. Alcyone knew that her nan was lying through her teeth, but as she opened her mouth to retort three more witches from their coven came in through the back door. 'Shit,' she thought, 'there's no way I can carry this on without screwing everything up!"

"Then why was that vampire chained up back there?" She asked, playing into her grandmothers lies.

Elizabeth looked towards the other women and sighed, feigning sadness. "We didn't want to tell you just yet, but that man is the one responsible for your dad's murder. We wanted to make sure it was him before giving you any hope of much deserved revenge."

Alcyone's mind was screaming at Liz's blatent lies and the hairs stood up on the back of her neck as she realised that everyone else was involved too. She had to get out of there before she did anything stupid. "I'm sorry nan, but I have to go. I need to think about what you've just said." As she stood to walk through the back door, she heard shouts in the distance. 'Ah Malice, just in time," she thought. "I'll be back soon," she promised everyone in the room, giving her relative a kiss on the cheek. As she got to the end of the pathway, she heard someone burst into the kitchen.

"Liz, he's escaped! He's gone!"

Alcyone quickly turned on the spot, seeing her old friends and family turn towards her and reach out, before she disappeared in a flash of blue back to The Ghosts Forge Park gates to await Malice and her Sire.