The Vampires Of Livix Twin Pack (Volumes #2 & #3) by Smith J Gordon

Author:Smith, J Gordon [Smith, J Gordon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-12-18T07:00:00+00:00

-:- Thirty-Two -:-

I knelt at the edge of the creek and splashed water to clear my face from the dripping blood burning my eyes. “We need to find Branoc and Garin.”

Brett sluiced his knife in the water and folded it up, “Then let’s go. They can get us out of the forest faster …”

If Garin and Branoc still lived.

We ran back along our trail to search for them.

We found Branoc motionless and across a log empty of blood where Claire had been anxious to chase us to feed or didn’t see that she had not really killed him. His sword stuck in the earth when it fell from his nearly dead fingers.

“I’ve got him.” Brett took his arm and stabbed into Branoc’s teeth. The blood revived him and he pushed Brett away. “I want more but I’ll be ok. Save it.”

“Why?” I asked.

“We need to find Garin,” Branoc winced as he stood. He bent down to pick up his sword and wheezed like a ninety year old. “I’ll catch up to you.”

I ran and Brett followed close behind. Plenty of violence across the forest showed us the way. Broken saplings, sword cuts high and low on branches, and blade strikes against rocks that still smelled of brimstone and matches, and shredded tree trunks as deeply gouged as bear claw marks. Ravaged by ferocious vampires in a death struggle.

Ahead a pair of pale elms twisted and bent searching for light from under the weight of the taller red oaks. Under their branches lay the bloody chunk of Garin’s body. Ragged leaves, dirt, and flattened underbrush surrounded the wreckage as the gory tornado spun out. I stumbled over rocks getting to Garin's side. I swung my wrist into his open fangs. “Brett, find his arms and legs.” Brett gave me an arm and I pressed it in place. His other shoulder came next and three chunks of that arm and his hand. Joining his macabre puzzle pieces, I pressed the patchwork together while my blood ran into his throat. I hoped we didn’t need all the kings’ horses and all the kings’ men. Brett pushed his foot on as stiffly as buckling a shoe on a manikin and seated Garin’s thigh that looked like a purchased ham shank with the meat surrounding the white shaft of bone in the center.

Brett watched in horror as Garin’s body knitted together. Sinew and muscle lacing at each other to grip and pull tight. Fibers of skin twitching and closing seams. The power of my live blood coursed into him and gave him the energy to stitch himself whole. I pulled my arm away from his mouth. His lips mouthed silently for more. I stood and backed away. My mind faint from the loss of blood, I had given too much. I tipped over. Brett leaned forward and caught me in his warm arms.

Garin rolled to his side, not strong enough to sit yet. He glowered, “Where’s Branoc? Did he kill Claire?”

“No Brett and I did. He’s coming.

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