Snippet #1614581

And now both you and Susan are going to the basement!

Send Susan to the basement? For what? Carlisle's mind was shouting questions at him when he heard what Elijah had said. "Susan?! For what?" He pushed the doctor into the wall once more, slamming his head against the wall.

When the first blade ripped down his shoulder, Carlisle was too angry to care. Every sense in his body was washed away with rage. He threw another punch at Elijah before realizing what had happened. Loosening his grip, he gasped, holding himself up by the doctor's shirt. Immediately afterward, he felt the warm touch of Susan's hands around his waist. "Susan, get away from here!"" He shoved her back, ready to swing another punch at Elijah.

As he raised his hand, an unfathomable amount of pain shot up from his side. Looking down, he glimpsed the handle of a knife protruding from his skin. He let go of Elijah the same moment the doctor kicked his leg out from underneath him. He fell to the floor, clutching his side, hands gripping the knife handle without pulling out the blade.