Dangerously Yours Till Eternity

She went into the room immediately.

Trying to make sure that creepy Butler doesn’t sneak up on her as usual.

But what she saw made her heart race with fear and shock.

The bed. It was empty!

Where was Elsa?!

Damn that Butler! Where had he taken her friend?!

But her thought screech to an halt, when she heard the door, the one linking to the glassroom Elsa had been, pushed open suddenly.

“I–vy?” A frail voice called out to her.

Ivy turned around to see that it was Elsa. She was leaning heavily by the door, looking absolutely drained and the wires attached to her body were already yanked out.

She was no longer in a dress but a blue gown that looked like the ones patient wore in a hospital.

Damn! They had really put so much efforts into fooling her. That made her feel lesser of a fool, but a fool still!

“Elsa? Oh my goodness, Elsa!” She ran over to her, pulling her closer, making Elsa lean against her instead.

“You are alive! Alive!” She declared in a contained whisper.

“What… is… go-ing on? I can’t rem–”

“I’ll tell you everything but first, we need to get you out of here and get you to a hospital,” Ivy explained as she swung Elsa’s hand over her shoulder, leaning her out of the room slowly, “while I call the police in case these crazy people come after—” she paused.

Elsa was saying something but her voice was really low, so she listened attentively to hear what it was, this didn’t stop their walking though.

“A… coff–” she stopped for breath.

“What?” Ivy asked, still leading them towards the door.

She wished they could go faster.

What if the Butler was coming back already!

Today better be one of her lucky days, or else…

“I came out from a coffin.”

Ivy stopped instantly, blinking as she looked up at her friend, dumbfounded.

Damn! She must have hit her head against something really hard.

She had better get her to an hospital quickly.

“The real doctors will fix you soon, don’t worry.”

“Where–” her voice trailed off in weakness. “I’m so thirsty.”

Well, that was a logical statement.

“I’ll get you water once we get out of–”

Elsa crashed down to the floor, her hands wrapped around her throat, in a sought of desperation. Like as if she would die right this instant if her thirst wasn’t quenched.

“Thirsty…” she called, breathing heavily, “Thirsty!” She snapped, her voice sounding faint, yet hoarse.

Ivy looked back at the door the Butler had disappeared into to make sure this commotion hadn’t called his attention.

Still closed?

Good.

Then she looking around for water, there were weird looking equipments everyw–

There it was!

A sealed bottle of water on the table that was just a couple of steps away from them.

The Butler must have brought it down here with him earlier.

She checked it thoroughly though to ensure that this wasn’t chemical. Then she grabbed the bottle cap she had placed on the table in a rush, one of the equipments on the table slashing her palm as a result.

A hiss of pains slipped through her lips.

Thank goodness she still had that non-scaring cream at home. Another thank goodness that it wasn’t her face.

She rushed over to Elsa who was till seated on tbe floor and handed her the bottle.

“Drink,” she offered.

Elsa reached for the bottle but got distracted by the cut on her palm, confusion and worry plain on her face.

“You are injured,” she said quietly.

That was the most stable that Ivy had heard Elsa’s voice since she had woken up.

Instead of taking the bottle of water, Elsa wrapped her hand around Ivy’s wrist, further inspecting the cut on her palm.

This wasn’t strange.

Asides the times that Elsa had made selfish moves, she was really motherly.

“Don’t worry about me. You should drink and get rid of that thirst so we can move. We need to just get out of here– ouch!” She almost yelled but she caught herself right in time for her voice to decline right back into a whisper. “That hurts. Your grip is too tight, Elsa. I know you are thinking of beating up who did this to me but I did it to myself and we really have to mo–”

Her voice trailed off when she felt Elsa’s cold and wet tongue against her slightly open flesh, licking away the blood.

Ivy’s grip on the bottle tightened slightly, then she spoke, in-between nervous laughter, “It’s really weird that you are–”

The eyes that looked up at her, made her go still right on that spot.

Elsa’s eyes were glowing red, the earlier confusion and worry now replaced with a sought of desperate hunger she had never seen before.

The bottle dropped out of her hand as  cold strong fingers gripped her neck and yanked her down to the floor, while cold lips and pointed teeth proceeded to graze her skin.

All in a flash.

Just as instantly, a forced pulled Elsa immediately away from her.

Then the loud sound of something crashing heavily filled the room.

Ivy scrambled up to her feet, her hands around her neck to ensure she was okay, while her heart pounded so fast, it felt like it would burst right out of her chest.

She didn’t know what was happening right now but there was one thing she was sure of, she was in danger.

Her gaze flew up to Elsa who was standing up, raising from the crashed wall she had been thrown against.

Or maybe this wasn’t Elsa, maybe she had been too late and these crazy people had successfully carried out a scientific experiment on her and now, she was no longer the person she used to be, or even a person at all!

Because standing on the opposite side of the room, was a monster she had never seen before.

This monster had elogated claws, bright long white fangs that sneaked from the corners of her lips, a death intent in her glowing red eyes and the face of her best friend.

She stood threateningly, like as if she was a predator, looking at a prey.

Ivy let out a silent fearful gasp, her thoughts becoming more and more disoriented.

She was the prey.

She took a slow step back, her leg coming in contact with the table. With her hands, she searched the table for anything to defend herself with. She found one and she wrapped her hand around it but it slashed her palm again and dropped it immediately with a painful hiss.

A gush of wind rushed over her as Elsa with unimaginable speed was right in front of her… she never made it to seizing her though, for a force had tossed her right back.

“You should go to the kitchen and get tea,” The Butler said soothingly, as he pushed her out of the door like as if the strangest thing wasn’t happening right now.

How had she even gotten to the door? Last she remembered, she was by the table.

She look back to ask about what was going on with her best friend but her question died right on her tongue.

The Butler’s eyes, they flashed red too.

Whatever Elsa was.

He was too.

He wasn’t normal.

They weren’t normal.

“I do– need tea,” she managed to stammer, before she took off.

She hadn’t rushed up to her room to get her phone.

She wasn’t stupid, she had watched too many horror movies to know that was a bad move.

She rushed to where the car keys were hung and grabbed a bunch, then to the garage.

It was a full blown rain outside, thunder, lightening, heavy rain and the breeze.

Why did it have to be tonight?

Damn! This wasn’t a horror movie!

After two clumsy tries, a key fitted.

Luck must be finding her irresistible once again.

Great!

She hit the wheels, driving roughly out of the garage and hoping to reach the gates soon.

She had plans of knocking it down. Hopefully that would work because she couldn’t even think of any other plan to exit this premises right now.

She didn’t get far though, before someone crashed onto her car’s hood, in front of her windscreen.

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Lightening flashed and she caught a glimpse of Elsa’s red eye, through her purple wet hair that had fallen all over her face.

It was like as if she was staring right into her soul.

“Thirsty.”